When I arrived at the mine, I saw that all the mining tools were complete. Although the old man in black was older, his body was no worse than those of the young coolies due to martial arts training. He took off his shirt and still showed strong muscles, but every time
Everyone has more or less old scars on their body.
When the black shadow old man saw Tangyuan coming, he came over and said, explaining the work progress and progress budget, "Today we will cut down the stray grass and small trees. After cleaning, we will open up the land. It is estimated that these preliminary work will be completed in ten days, and then we will
Officially mining ore.”
"Ten days, okay?" Tangyuan glanced at it. It was so big that it couldn't be taken in ten days. Twenty days would be enough.
The old man in black shadow twisted his body, lazily put the sickle on his shoulder, raised his eyes, and said with a ruthless tone: "If I say it's okay, it will be done."
"Then if we can win it in ten days, our wages will be doubled." Tangyuan said hurriedly to his back.
The shadowy old man immediately lowered his scythe and shouted, "Work, work. In ten days, we will officially start mining."
"Prince, why do you need to double the wages?" Mu often asked confusedly. In business, as long as it does not violate the promise, it is fine. I said before that the wages are this much, that's all. There is no need to increase it, and it is the workers themselves.
It was promised to be done within ten days.
Tangyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Not to mention doubling, even ten times, we have to give it."
"Why?" Yang Qingqing's eyes widened this time. If he was given ten times the wages, wouldn't it greatly weaken his profits?
This goes against the way of doing business to make a profit.
Tang Yuan withdrew his eyes, looked at Yang Qingqing and said succinctly: "Because they are efficient, no matter how much they do, they will be paid how much."
In his heart, he hopes to give them more wages in the early days when it is not very hard, so that they can make a fortune, and when the time comes to actually mine, they will stop doing it, because the work is too hard and tiring, and they may not be able to afford it when they are older.
Bitter, if someone twists his waist and breaks his leg, his sin will be great.
However, he also knew that maybe it was just his good wishes, and they might not let him go when they could mine.
"Come on, let's help clean up the weeds too," Tangyuan said.
Mu Changqing and Yang Qingqing were not afraid of hardship. Since the second prince had to do this job anyway, they could do it, so they picked up their sickles and went up the mountain to clean the grass growing on the mud.
It had been like this for several days in a row. The young people had backaches and bone pains. Yang Qingqing already had some symptoms of fever, but she said that the prince would not rest, and she would not rest either. Going into battle while sick seemed much more tragic.
Tangyuan saw that her lips were turning white, so he helped her back to Meizhuang to have a rest.
Concubine Hu immediately recognized that she was a little girl, so she quickly asked someone to prepare some soup to understand the summer heat. She turned around and talked about glutinous rice balls, "She is from a girl's family, how can she be allowed to do such menial work? The sun is too harsh."
Yang Qingqing was a little embarrassed, coughed, and secretly glanced at the second prince, who turned to Princess Hu with a smile, "Don't look at her as a woman, she has worked harder than Chang Chang and I in the past few days."
Yang Qingqing was startled. The prince was not surprised at all that she was a girl? Did Aunt Rong Yue say that?
Tang Yuan gently poured a glass of water for Yang and asked her to drink it first, then said: "Just stay here and rest. Don't go there today, lest you get really sick. If we go to Zhili later, you won't be able to go."
"Okay, thank you, Prince." Yang gently took the tea and glanced at the Prince secretly. His long eyelashes fluttered and his face turned red unconsciously. The Prince spoke very gently.
After waiting for her to drink the heat-relieving soup, she carried a large bucket up the mountain and gave the old people a bowl. Although it was autumn, the heat on the mountain was very strong during the day, and it was easy to get heat.
Yang Qingqing sat on the stone steps of the courtyard with his legs bent, looking at the prince's back, his heart pounding. It was the first time in his life that he felt this way. He was a little panicked, but also a little expectant.
Two days later, Tangyuan and Zelan arrived at Meizhuang together. The old men in black were very busy. One of them, a big golden tiger, was also present. There were two large baskets hung on his back, filled with mud and skins, and he was running back and forth.
Pour the mud into the pit at the foot of the mountain.
They were petrified when they saw this, so did their full deployment include animals?
The old man in the shadow saw the glutinous rice balls and said again: "Master Tiger also has to calculate his wages, right?"
Tangyuan couldn't even laugh or cry, "Count it, figure it, figure it!"
As a result, Mr. Tiger worked even harder, running hard, rolling up and rolling up!