In the Xicheng District of Fenghuangtai, there is a warehouse affiliated to the government. According to the rules, all goods entering and leaving Fenghuangtai must be loaded and unloaded here. Over time, some businesses that rely on this will naturally breed.

At this time, just as the sky was dawn, a group of porters who made a living to help people unload goods gathered in the foot shop next to the road, guarding the fire pit and cooking fire.

Around this large fire pit, there is a vacant land, and many thatched huts are built around the vacant land. When the merchants walked a long way, they would immediately find a house to live in. If someone likes women, they would also call private prostitutes in the store to accompany them.

At this point, everyone in the house is still sleeping, and these porters are reluctant to spend money and want to have a shelter, so they like to stay here.

The fire is very strong in the fire pit. Whether it is bamboo, wood, grass leaves, or rotten cloth strips, everything is burned. If someone is thirsty and hungry, he can also move the black pottery cauldron with his legs and feet to the fire pit to quench his thirst, or cook some beans to satisfy his hunger.

As winter begins, the fire here will hardly be extinguished, and there are countless firewood burned. Fortunately, they are crowded and there are many weeds outside the city, so it is easy to pick up firewood.

A handful of bamboo branches were thrown in, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded and turned into ashes.

The thinly dressed porters gathered in a circle, rubbed their hands and chatted. Under the swaying firelight, the faces that were always full of resentment in previous years were full of peace.

Their sufferings of living at the bottom of society. Although they are free people in the royal capital, their chests are filled with the pride of the royal capital, but they are really poor.

Although the capital is big, life is not easy!

Just say that there were more than one group of porters in their warehouse area. For the sake of life, conflicts often arise between these porters from different areas. Talking battles are nothing, and fighting is also common.

Since the king once passed by here and saw them competing for business, they were competing for price reductions, and finally they almost started fighting again. They stopped to mediate for them, and their lives were better.

Nowadays, all the porters in Phoenix Station have been assigned numbers under the witness of the king. They no longer receive goods in groups, but as a whole, no matter which merchant comes, no matter how much goods there are, they can rely on queues to keep working in a cycle.

Anyway, the charges are different according to the goods and the piece-based charges are charged. If a small official sent by the king helps them count according to the number, everyone is relieved.

If you have quick movements and strong strength, you can carry goods quickly, so you can recite more times. If you have small strength and slow movements, you can earn less money and make less money.

The reason why they have such peace is entirely due to the king's prestige. Now they do not need to be internally fussed, but can also unify their voices and raise prices for merchants. They earn more than before, and they do not have to be injured frequently to delay their livelihoods. They naturally hope that the king will live a healthy and long life.

"Hey! The king hasn't left the palace for many days! I don't know if he is sick!"

Someone used a bamboo tube to hold it with a boiling water, looking at the palace on the high ground, worried.

"The king has always been healthy. He rarely gets sick all year round. He was fine a few days ago. How could he get sick? I saw that I was mostly angry with those pigs! In such a cold day, who doesn't know that the more thatched roofs are, the warmer they are? But who really did that? I don't consider whether the roof is strong or not! Oops! It's worth it if it collapses!"

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"Ermazi, please say less sarcastic words! Didn't you just snatch the grass before? People die like lamps are gone, so it's better to accumulate some virtue!"

"What are you talking about? Ah? Aren't we talking about the king? What do you mean by telling these things out of thin air? When did I grab the grass from someone? There are so many outside the city, do you still need to grab it?"

"Why didn't you rob it? I saw you quarrel with your own eyes!"

The two of them were arguing, stood up and rolled up their sleeves. Obviously, no one wanted to admit defeat for the sake of face.

"Enough! You two go to the intersection and stare! Last night, the merchants in the Sun family in Qingzhou sent someone to inform me, saying that they would transport goods into the city today! Why is it almost dawn and it has not arrived yet? Our dozens of brothers are just blowing the cold air and waiting here. We have to pay more money when we look back!"

Although he has taken on the job according to the king's regulations, the prestige of the original team bosses is still there. As soon as this man spoke, the two of them stood up and went out.

"Or why not, go and invite Mr. Huang to the palace to have a look?"

I talked about the previous topic again. Another boss made his own suggestions, but someone who was familiar with Mr. Huang immediately spoke:

"Old Huang coughed a few days ago. What if he gets sick and gets the king? Why don't he go to find the fisherman?"

Unfortunately, the fisherman had bad legs and feet after the winter began. They could not carry him into the palace, so that was too disrespectful to the king.

"Let's just go into the palace by ourselves!"

"All right, don't urinate and look at yourself to see if you're worthy!"

The few people gathered together and discussed this matter. Just when they didn't know what to do, Ermazi and the others came over with the Sun family's generals.

"It's time to go! Everyone is coming out soon! Line up in the order of yesterday, no chaos!"

Although I had known that the rules of Phoenix Station had been changed, I felt very distressed when I saw these people's offer.

Originally, there were internal strife between different gangs, and they were willing to accept the price by half. Now the price is unified. If they don’t want these people to move goods, they have to move them by themselves. But they are not noble people. They take a bunch of slaves when they go out. The merchants are going around all year round, and even guards often need to hire other people. How can they have so many people?

I can only admit defeat.

The merchant stared at the goods and saw that the things were all in the warehouse, so he went to the foot shop.

Because hiring these porters cost double the money, the man couldn't even bear to call a private prostitute and went straight into the house to sleep.

Seeing that he was asleep, the servant picked up the basin and walked out, poured the turbid warm water from the basin into the ditch, then put the basin down and sat in the group of porters.

Merchants have money to stay in a hotel, but these servants brought by them are not qualified to live in the house. Most of the time, they follow these porters to cook fire.

Everyone was worried about the king. After finishing work, no new caravan came, so they talked about the king again.

Although they meet many people from the bottom of the country, they are the most identifiable merchants who are in contact with the highest status on weekdays. How could they know about the noble people? After all, they are still the old sayings.

I thought these people who had just come from Qingzhou would not know about Phoenix Platform, but they were talking, but one of them hesitated and said, "A few days ago, Nu Nu heard the nobles passing by and talked about the king to my master."

"oh?"

Anyway, they were idle, and everyone was in a state of mind and asked what the noble man said.

"Hey, the king is now addicted to playing mahjong and ignores politics. How could he care about leaving the palace to see you guys?"

"Oh? Mahjong? What mahjong?"

This is a rare thing, and they don't know it.

"You guys are so playful, you guys don't know that the king had a rare thing a while ago..."

The man sighed and said how to play mahjong, and finally said, "It's fine if the king falls into depravity, but he's still holding his ministers to play together! I heard that who has even exported his ancestral property! Tsk tsk, it's really! I don't know what the king thinks!"

Seeing that he looked like a foolish monarch in Chu State was about to die immediately, the porters around him were surprised at first and soon panic on their faces, but not long after, they all surrounded him with anger!

"Beat him!"
Chapter completed!