After Xue Wanche settled down, Xi Yunfei arranged a security job for him directly. The task was very simple, and he beat the gangsters who came to make trouble and the people who didn't line up to throw them away.

This was originally a job bought by Xi Jun, but sometimes when he met someone he met in the next village, the elder brother was always hard to deal with. But these people relied on this kind of love between fellow countrymen and villages, so Xi Yunfei naturally couldn't stand it.

Now there is a free thug. Xi Yunfei is not willing to spoil them. He dares to go to the lineup again and asks Xue Wanche to beat him up. Anyway, compared to the backstage, no one can compare to this honest guy.

On the Dongqiu, in the school.

Xi Yunfei and Uncle Liu San are planning a recruitment notice. In the past two days, Dabao, who is the accountant, and Dashan, who is the purchasing team leader, have done nothing. They have become small vendors so quickly, and they are petty with the villagers who come to trade every day.

Xi Yunfei didn't want to waste manpower, so he planned to hire a few literate helpers, and it would be best to know some maths.

"500 cents a month? Will this salary be very good? Do we also provide food and accommodation?" Liu San had an objection to the conditions proposed by Xi Yunfei, thinking that Xi Yunfei was too generous. Nowadays, food and accommodation are a high salary, and it is really unnecessary to pay for it.

Xi Yunfei actually didn't understand the salary and benefits level of this era, but Liu San understood that the county's accounting work costs about 800 yuan a month, but they did not include food and accommodation, so they deducted expenses. Such an accounting can't save 300 yuan a month.

Xi Yunfei took a shortcut and said, "Let's do this, the probation period is 300 entries, and the regular service is 500 entries, and the food and accommodation are still required. This is our advantage, otherwise why should we go far away to work in our mountains and valleys?"

Liu San nodded when he heard this, feeling that what Xi Yunfei said made sense. He had just ignored the geographical location of Xiagou Village.

"Let's do this. In addition to wages, I also write down the benefits and benefits clearly. We not only have three meals a day, but everyone has meat for lunch, and occasionally boiled eggs in the morning. These are excellent advantages."

Xi Yunfei gave a thumbs up to Uncle San and added: "There are also monthly red envelopes and annual red envelopes. Each of our workshops has performance appraisals. Oh, by the way, there are also evaluations of outstanding employees, and all of them are added to it."

"Yes, yes." Uncle Liu San smiled and wrote a perfect recruitment notice in a short while.

Xi Yunfei read it from beginning to end: "Well, there is nothing wrong with it, just print it like this, just print it on the page behind "Liang Zhu"."

"Okay." Liu San became more and more satisfied with his writing style. After receiving the recruitment notice, he had to type it.

"Oh, and there."

It seemed as if he suddenly remembered something. Liu San turned his head to Xi Yunfei and said, "The Liang Zhu is over in three episodes. What will we post next?"

Xi Yunfei was stunned when he heard this and looked up at the sky, as if a group of readers would give him the answer.

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It was another day of rest, in a tea shop in East City, Chang'an.

In such an era without television, the Internet, and paper media, word of mouth is the best communication tool.

If you want to hear first-hand gossip, current political news, and three recognized places, you can go to.

One is inns and restaurants.

The second is the streets of tea shops.

Third, let’s understand what taxes are required for Pingkangfang.

At this time, Fang Xingmu, who had finished the vivid talk of "Liang Zhu" in the tea shop, was suddenly stunned.

"Huh? How did today's [Life Column] become... [Recruitment Notice]? What the hell is this?"

Fang Xingmu is a storyteller who relies on his mouth to make a living. He can tell the black ones to white ones and the women to men. Since Chang'an City has the classic "Liang Zhu", those illiterate civilians like to come to the tea shop to listen to his storytelling.

After all, the Tang Dynasty was not the Song Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty at this time, and there were very few people who knew the words.

"Fang Dazui, why are you muttering alone?"

"That's right, let's talk about it again. I don't want the rewards anymore, right? I haven't talked three times today, and labor and capital will not give you any rewards."

"That's right, hurry up, let's make it clearer about the passage of Ma Wen's pretense of saving people. I just came late and didn't listen smoothly."

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Fang Xingmu's abnormality aroused the condemnation of everyone in the audience, and the people who were close to him came over curiously.

"What are you looking at? You're so tragic..."

"Zhao, what, what, what...what is this for?"

Two young men who knew a little a little glanced at it.

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It doesn't matter if they see the contents of the [Recruitment Notice], they are stunned and shocked, including Fang Xingmu, who was the first to see, but has not yet come back to their senses.

a long time.

Fang Xingmu turned around and looked at the old shopkeeper in the tea shop and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper, how much money can you save by the end of the month?"

The old shopkeeper of the tea shop was stunned when he heard this. Seeing Fang Xingmu and several old customers beside him all looked at him with curiosity, he had to answer honestly: "The real money is the boss. I will make a salary, the boss will give me 750 cents a month, but the old man has a simple job, and you have seen it, just boiling water to collect tea."

Fang Xingmu shook his head and emphasized: "If you eat three meals a day with noodles and noodles and have to eat three taels of meat at noon, how much can you have left in a month?"

"Three meals a day? Do you still have to eat meat every day?"

When I heard this, it was not only the old shopkeeper. At this time, even the audience in the audience felt that Fang Xingmu was making trouble. What a fuss? Who can eat meat every day? If you have that ability, you wouldn’t come to the tea shop to consume. Go directly to Pingkangfang and find sister every day. The meat is fragrant and delicious.

The old shopkeeper shook his head: "According to this method of spending, it is impossible to leave anything left. Eat meat every day, but I can't afford it if I don't pay for it."

Fang Xingmu nodded clearly, handed the "Zhiyin" in his hand to the old shopkeeper, and said with a red eye: "Come on old age, can you save twenty coins in a year after such treatment?"

"Twenty cents a year?"

The old shopkeeper looked at Fang Xingmu with a strange expression, but he still reached out to take "Zhiyin" over.

Several listeners who heard Fang Xingmu's words laughed out loud.

"What did this kid see? He shouldn't be so stupid when he is fainting, right? Twenty cents a year, why don't you grab it?"

"Hahaha, don't say that, it should be the bandits who have recruited people. I heard that the bandits in Xiliang have a high income, maybe they are a fat person."

"No, no, no, Fang Xiaolang doesn't like that kind of cabbage. It's great to go to Pingkangfang. The Rabbit Master's income is estimated to be no less than twenty cents a year, hahaha."

Fang Xingmu ignored their jokes, but waited for the old shopkeeper's reply with an anxious look on his face.

But he was disappointed. The old shopkeeper was trembling with his hands at this time. He naturally recognized words when he was able to be a shopkeeper. Moreover, in the way of math, he could also be able to add and subtract numbers within a thousand.

It’s okay if you are not excited. The old shopkeeper thinks that this job is a gift from God to him. He can read and calculate. Those with relevant work experience are preferred. The old shopkeeper stroked his gray goatee. That’s right, I’m going to make a reservation on Wednesday and Thursday.

On this day, all the literate accountants and shopkeepers in Chang'an City were restless.

But they all had a question in their minds at this moment.

"Where is Xiagou Village???"

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Xiagou Village, on the East Hill.

"Ah owed~"

Xi Yunfei, who was eating, suddenly sneezes, rubs his nose, and looks at Uncle San curiously.

"that

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Uncle San, what is our recruitment notice?

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Didn't you write the address and contact information?!"

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Uncle Liu San was stunned when he heard this, and the fish steak that had just been stuffed into his mouth fell all over the floor.

“(⊙_⊙)????”
Chapter completed!