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- After introducing the leading servants to Zhao Hao, Ji Sizheng left.
He was anxious to talk to the cargo owner about collecting coal
Zhao Hao is blind and has a bad memory in this life. After seeing Ji Sizheng away, he almost forgot all the names of the leaders in the blink of an eye.
He picked the two that were more pleasing to the eye and asked, "What are your names?"
"My lord, my surname is Sun, and my nickname is Dawu." A fat man with a naive face nodded quickly and bowed. No matter his appearance or demeanor, he is somewhat similar to Tang Youde.
"Go back to the young master, my name is Guo Da." This servant is a short, fat, black man.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT out that Yu Yin is also a fat man, it can be seen that it is not accidental that Mr. Zhao and Fatty Tang fell in love, he likes this one.
"Well, what did you two do originally?" Zhao Hao asked again.
"The villain is the manager of Liuzhuang." Sun Dawu, the fat man of Dabai, replied hurriedly.
"The villain is the second shopkeeper of Dashilan Ruifuji." Guo Dashi, the fat little black man, replied hurriedly.
"Yeah." Zhao Hao nodded and said, "Then you two will be responsible for the time being."
"It's the young master, thank you for your cultivation!"
"The villain will never disappoint the young master!"
The two of them were flattered. They didn't know why the young master would only fall in love with them among the seven or eight stewards.
Zhao Hao glanced at the others and said: "You don't have to be disappointed, this is all a temporary arrangement. If you have the ability, just let me use it. I have plenty of seats for you to use."
"Yes, Young Master!" Whether it was true or not, the slaves were all gearing up to have a big fight with him.
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Mr. Zhao, who is good at adjusting, has overcome his discomfort with the master-servant relationship and finally realized that these people are too precious to him!
??Is Mr. Zhao short of money now? No, he is a human being, an obedient and available veteran!
He can get rich overnight through foresight and speculation; but he cannot train a group of employees who can write, calculate, and do basic management overnight.
With no one to do things for him, Zhao Haokong had a lot of ideas in his head, but he couldn't realize them; he had more than 70,000 taels of silver in his hand, but he could only keep it in Wu Ji's account.
¡°Damn it, the management fee for a month is several hundred taels¡ Grandma won¡¯t even give me a discount.
It¡¯s not that Zhao Hao has never thought about recruiting a group of talents through Yahang.
But this is not four hundred years from now when job-hopping is easier than dancing. In today's Ming Dynasty, the relationship between the boss, the shopkeeper, and the clerk is very close. As long as the business can continue, basically no one will leave.
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So Zhao Hao could only ask Yu Jia to pay attention to whose business had gone bankrupt, and at the same time spend a lot of money to educate the children of Caijiaxiang
"It's a pity that water from afar cannot quench our thirst nearby. In a short period of time, Zhao Hao still had no one around him who was reliable in business except for scholars with strong brains and men with strong limbs.
Otherwise, he went to Xishan for his hard work, and he would not look at it, but he would not move.
It was only then that Zhao Hao realized that besides waiting for others to go bankrupt and cultivating talents by himself, there was another way to acquire talents, which was called 'Mother will give you a hundred'.
These one hundred people don¡¯t have to be as capable as Tang Youde. As long as they can be used, the biggest problem that currently hinders his development will be solved!
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Zhao Hao¡¯s gratitude to his mother turned into a passion for hard work.
He then cheered up and said to the slaves: "Everyone is divided into two groups. Sun Dawu will lead twenty people here to watch the scene. If the workers from the porridge factory come later, you will watch them knocking the coal."
"Yes!" Sun Dawu responded quickly and loudly.
Then Zhao Hao grabbed a handful of coal powder the size of sand grains on the coal pile and said, "The worst you can do is break it into pieces like this."
"Don't worry, sir." Sun Dawu quickly took the handful of coal powder with both hands.
Zhao Hao clapped his hands and continued to give instructions: "We won't make any specific workload requirements for now. You should pay attention and see what standards are appropriate."
"Understood, young master." Sun Dawu nodded hurriedly. He couldn't help but feel at ease. It could be seen in just a few words that the young master was no outsider. At least he didn't have to worry about being commanded blindly.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao said again: "Today counts as the whole day's wages, and we have to take care of one meal. Those who are celebrating the New Year, don't be reluctant to put in meat, and give enough steamed buns This way, more people will come tomorrow, which is a big difference." If not, you can keep them until we have recruited six thousand people."
"Uh" Sun ?At noon, he was dumbfounded. He wanted to take back his previous idea. This was more than just giving random instructions. It¡¯s just nonsense!
¡°Sir, our business has just opened, we won¡¯t need so many people, right?¡± Sun Dawu bravely reminded him, risking offending the owner on the first day.
Zhao Hao looked at him in surprise, but he didn't expect this fat man to be quite down-to-earth. If I were back then, I probably wouldn't have had the courage to find fault with my boss on my first day at work.
Although I admire this fat man very much, I feel that he is indeed someone I like. But Mr. Zhao, who was used to being obsessed with gods and ghosts, would not bother to explain to him. Then he smiled lightly and said:
"Just recruit people and let them knock coal together first. There are 30 million kilograms of coal, which is enough for them to knock for a while."
"Yes." Sun Dawu realized that he had fulfilled his duty of reminder and said no more.
Then Zhao Hao looked at Guo Dadao again: "You and the rest of the people, go home and find a cart each, and take it to the west back door of the Zhao Mansion in Chunsong Alley tomorrow morning. I will tell you what to do then."
"Yes, Young Master!" Guo Dacheng responded in a deep voice.
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From Baiyun Temple to Lugou Bridge, you have to walk about 24 to 5 miles. It is estimated that it will be late when people arrive.
Zhao Hao no longer waits for those refugees.
Anyway, with Sun Dawu and his gang here, nothing can go wrong.
He asked Gao Wu to give Sun Dawu four hundred taels of silver for expenses, and then returned home.
Guo Da and the remaining eighty slaves also went home and tried to find a car.
By the time Zhao Hao got home, it was already past noon.
After lunch, he went to the back yard to check on the progress of the guards in making briquettes.
It doesn¡¯t matter if you don¡¯t look at it, I was shocked when I looked at it¡
I saw that the huge backyard was so densely occupied by coal lotus roots that it was difficult to even walk through the piles.
¡°Young Master!¡± Seeing Zhao Hao come in, the guards quickly stood up and saluted.
"Uncle!" A black monkey bared his teeth and smiled at him.
"Are you Xiwa?" Zhao Hao couldn't recognize it.
"It's me, uncle." Black Monkey nodded.
"How did you do this?" Zhao Hao asked strangely.
"Our training task today is to make piers. If there are not enough 500 piers, we can't sleep" After Black Monkey finished speaking, he continued to crackle the coal lotus roots.
This guy was not slow at work, but his hands and feet were clumsy, causing black spots to scatter everywhere.
Zhao Hao dodged far away and saw the guards each holding a cast iron mold, and suddenly said: "Did Feng Yinjiang send it to you?"
"Yes," Cai Ming replied as he worked: "He also improved it a bit and added a pair of ears to the cylinder, which makes it more convenient to use."
"Well" Zhao Haoxin said, it seems that people have already guessed the use of this thing. The reason why it is so gorgeous may be the last pride of a palace silversmith
"By the way, how many can we shoot in a day?" Zhao Hao asked Cai Mingdao again.
"I work from morning to night, and I can make four or five hundred of them, no problem." Cai Ming thought about it and replied, "It's very easy to get started with this thing. You can get familiar with it in half a day at most."
"How many were shot in total?"
"It's six to seven thousand in total, and I can work up to ten thousand at night."
"How much can be used tomorrow?"
"Everything can be used." Cai Ming replied: "It's cold and dry in the capital, and it will be harder than bricks after one night."
"Okay, good job." Seeing that the progress exceeded expectations, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile happily: "Tomorrow, the coal lotus roots you made will be able to warm thousands of households."
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