51. Chapter 51 The room is different for new workers when they first arrive (fourth update)

Author: Farmer's One Pot

Chapter 51 The room is different for new workers when they first arrive (fourth update)

"Yichang, I've sent someone to build a house for you."

After getting off the bus, Li Zhixian shouted loudly to show his merit.

The head of the store came up to meet them and saw a large group of people. He glanced at them and called back: "Tell the kitchen to prepare something. There are probably about 200 new people here."

"Exactly two hundred." Li Zhixian clasped his fists to express his admiration for his good eyesight.

"The village always hires people." The village leader smiled.

Newcomers already know that this is Xiaqiu Village, the one with the money to buy big animals.

The resentment in my heart is gradually dissipating. I heard people say that I can get delicious food by working in the village.

The fifty people from before took the initiative to help guide people and led them to wash their hands and faces.

What the village prepared today was steamed buns, and the quantity was only a dozen drawers more per person, to prevent someone from suddenly being able to eat more.

Two hundred new people arrived without any preparation.

The villagers have an idea. They take out the rice noodles, set up a big pot to cook the thick soup, and just make it.

In this village, people in the village eat their own food and give buns to newcomers.

Don't worry about tables, stools and cutlery, it will be enough for another 200 people.

The new workers who were washing their hands saw the soap and hesitated to touch it.

If the villagers had enough money, they would not sell the soap. Zhu Yuanzhang sold it, but the price was still 500 Wen, and he sold it to rich people.

Ordinary people can't afford it even if they sell it for fifty cents.

"Rub it! Like this, pick it up, rub it, and apply it on your face and the back of your hands." Zhang Laizi taught Wang Laowei.

"Too, too precious." Wang Laowen reached out and picked it up, rubbed it twice, and quickly put it back.

"A few more times, no matter how expensive it is, it is only for people. The village treats us as human beings, so we have to deal with personnel matters."

Zhang Laizi grabbed the soap and handed it to Wang Laowen.

"Isn't it just to build a house well? We are laborers. If we don't work well, it doesn't count as work." Wang Laowen understood.

While waiting to eat, I saw the steamed buns, picked them up and took a bite: "Meat-filled?"

The newcomers were surprised. Can they eat such good meat buns?

"Don't overeat. Eating too much will kill you. Just eat enough." The officials shouted to those who came after them.

Guan Xian Cheng stood up and said: "It's better to compare the number of servings. Normally, just give as many as a person can eat. Those who have less will not be hungry, and those who have more will not be able to survive."

The yamen servants went over to count the steamed dumplings and gave each person one drawer. In fact, the worker could eat two drawers.

Two hundred people had no objections, but they themselves were worried and couldn't help it.

Don’t worry if you’re not full, there’s also soup, there’s a lot of good stuff in it.

The soup is made of carrot shreds, Qianzhang shreds, eggplant shreds, egg flakes, and starch is added to thicken the soup.

There are smoked fish segments, pickles and braised dried tofu on the plate on the table.

Wang Laowei ate the steamed buns in small bites, but was reluctant to take a big bite and ate one bun.

He touched Zhang Laizi who was sitting next to him: "How many days does it take to eat a meal like this?"

He has heard that the food provided by Xiaqiu Village is good, but meat buns cannot be given every day, right?

"You mean steamed buns? I haven't had them for several days. Yesterday morning I had meat-filled pot stickers, rice porridge, smoked fish, and a tea egg.

Yesterday's lunch was roast duck. I felt sorry for us people and gave each of us one.

When I took it back, my parents, mother-in-law and children all cried and asked me to work hard for Xiaqiu Village."

Zhang Zizi said that the circles under his eyes were red, and that he had to rely on the kindness of Xiaqiu Village to have a good meal at home.

"This...how can they be willing to do this? A duck has to cost thirty cents, right?"

Another newcomer next to him stopped eating and started to be surprised.

"The big one, big and fat, costs fifty or sixty cents. They make it delicious. If you eat it in a restaurant outside, you won't even think about it for less than two hundred cents."

Zhang Laizi never weighed the duck, but it looked quite small anyway, and it was different from eating it directly in a stew.

"No wonder you don't feel tired after going back and forth every day. If you give it to me, I would be happy and willing to work hard."

The person who just came grabbed a bun and finally understood why the person who came first was so energetic.

Not counting the food, that duck alone is worth eight or nine days' wages.

As if he understood what the other party was thinking, Zhang Laizi grinned: "The food I eat in Xiaqiu Village is given by others, and I get almost one and a half months' wages in a month.

We were doing hard labor. Not only did we not work in vain for a month, we also made money.

We thought that after we finish harvesting the rice at home, we would tell the yamen that working in Xiaqiu Village for two months would count as one month of corvee next year."

"Yes, I don't know if the Yamen will agree or not." A person next to me who came before agreed.

Everyone wanted to take advantage of the slack farming season to go to work and get more than just looking for work, and by the way, one month of next year would be credited.

Two months can be used as one month. It is difficult to find something to do during the slack season.

On the other side, Li Zhixian asked for credit: "Yi Chang, no need to pay, they work first, go home when harvesting rice, and come back after harvesting."

Wait for them to have enough for a month, and then give you a new batch, who is working for you and not working for you?"

Zhu Wentian looked up, chuckled a few times, and continued to eat.

He had made up his mind not to change it, but would go back and talk to the head of the store.

If a group of people come to work for a month and then turn around to recruit new people, can they take over the original work?

After breakfast, 200 people followed to see the place.

When a new house is built in the village, the old house is not demolished and the building is built in another location.

The new house complex will be built towards the mountain temple. Once completed, the old house will be used during the day to store tools and beds.

In the future, when the land is fully planted, it will be necessary to hire people and let them stay at night to save time spent on the road every day.

The big pot meal is still in the original place. The sacrificial hall has been moved to a new community, which is close to the mountain temple. Hanhan can choose to live more conveniently.

The mountain temple is being renovated and expanded, so Hanhan can have a good dream.

This matter has been discussed long ago, but there has been no manpower or time.

Two hundred people arrived. They first dug the foundation and helped grind the cement. They followed Hanhan's teachings, what kind of brick-concrete structure.

Hanhan said to build two layers first, to get a feel for it, the roof can be flat, which is convenient for drying things.

If you want to add another building later, you can easily build it to four floors. The prerequisite is that the foundation is laid well and the load-bearing support is complete.

I have never lived in a house like that. Grinding cement is laborious. The stone is crushed and ground once before burning, and again after burning.

After the village chief introduced the land situation, he mentioned the village's requirements and took out the drawings and data drawn by Hanhan.

All 200 people know how to build a house, and those who don't know how to build a house are not recruited by the Yamen.

Among them, the most experienced people came to look at the pictures. After a quick glance, only two people were left, and the others were illiterate.

"Why do you need to tie thin iron rods into a frame and bury it in the mud? Fill the foundation with gravel, sand, and cement? What kind of mud is cement?"

One of the experienced people was confused after reading the simple introduction.

I have never done this kind of work, how can I build a house and add a pile of iron to it?

Another person looked at it and said, "This is the first time you're doing something like this. Let's make an agreement first and we'll do our best. If you encounter someone who doesn't know how to do it, find someone in your village to give guidance."

He told the truth that it was too difficult to look at this thing. It was a stack of paper with pictures drawn from different angles and positions.

It seemed that the reason why Xiaqiu Village asked me and others to come over was not to ask me to help with what kind of house to build, but just to do the work.

"There are talented people in your village!" The first person to see it shook his head, his confidence was shaken.

The officials stood by and nodded in a tacit understanding. Yes, there were indeed experts in the village, but they definitely did not live in the fourth empty house at the entrance of the village.

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