The smoke and dust in the cement factory is too heavy, and if protection is not done properly, you may get pneumoconiosis.

And pneumoconiosis is almost an incurable disease, let alone in this era, even in future generations!

If there is not enough money, it will definitely be difficult for the cement factory to recruit people!

Hearing this, Ren Yazi chewed Yahuazi, shook his head and refused.

"You just don't do it! There are plenty of people who do it!"

“It’s impossible to add more money!”

Renyazi is just an intermediary responsible for recruiting workers. The wages are paid by the employer, and he has no right to increase or decrease them.

Also, although it is difficult to recruit workers in cement plants, there are still places available.

Big cities like Huai'an have no shortage of labor force.

If you don’t do it, others will!

There will always be poor, helpless people who don't care about their health just for money.

Looking at Ren Yazi waving his hands and leaving quickly, the uncle and nephew of the Ding family looked at each other.

But he didn’t pay much attention to it!

There are more job opportunities in Huai'an City, so there is no need for them to be anxious.

At this time, some commotion suddenly occurred in the center of the labor market.

A large number of people rushed towards the center of the market, as if something very important had happened there.

The uncles and nephews of the Ding family also followed the flow of people.

He saw a middle-aged man standing among the crowd, who was wide and fat.

"We're hiring! We're hiring!"

"Recruit experienced lumberjacks or logging apprentices. The basic monthly salary for skilled workers is four silver dollars, and for apprentices is two silver dollars. They are responsible for food and accommodation, and promise to eat meat every day."

"And as long as the workers can complete the scheduled tasks every day and there is additional work completed, the lumberyard will add more money on top of the original wages, which will be regarded as overtime wages. The more work you do, the more you will get!"

Eyes focused on this middle-aged man.

Obviously, the conditions he offered were generous enough that most people couldn't refuse them.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd seemed to have remembered something, and asked at the top of his voice.

"Where is the lumberyard?"

The middle-aged man looked around and uttered two words.

"Liaodong!"

As soon as the middle-aged man said these words, most of the crowd that had gathered together and seemed to be moving suddenly dispersed.

The conditions offered to middle-aged people are indeed generous enough, but Liaodong is too far away and is a notoriously cold place.

Most people cannot accept leaving their hometown to work in Liaodong!

But some people did not disperse, and still gathered around, watching the excitement.

The two uncles and nephews of the Ding family were like this, standing in the crowd, waiting for the middle-aged man to continue to say something.

Ding Awei tugged on his third uncle's sleeve and asked with curiosity on his face.

"Third Uncle, why are we waiting here if we don't leave?"

Ding Changshou shook his head and said.

"Why go? Is this lumberjack's treatment not good enough?"

"That's four silver dollars!"

Ding Awei scratched his head and asked.

"But the lumberyard is in Liaodong!"

Ding Changshou said with a smile.

"Ah Wei, don't you understand now?!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter where we work. As long as we pay enough, it doesn't matter if we are far away from home. Anyway, even if we work locally, we can't go home often."

"It's better to just run farther and make more money!"

"The local wage in Huai'an is just over two silver dollars per month. Only in places that are harmful to your health, like the cement factory, can the wage be as high as three dollars."

"Although it's a bit bitter and cold when we go to Liaodong, we go to Liaodong to work, not to make a living. As long as the wages are enough, it doesn't matter whether it's bitter or cold."

Hearing this, Ding Awei nodded thoughtfully.

There are many people who have similar ideas to Ding Changshou. When the middle-aged man announced that he wanted to work and came to him to sign up, many people rushed forward.

"I want to sign up!"

"I want to sign up too!"

"..."

Amidst the noise, almost two to three hundred men signed up to work in the logging camps of Liaodong.

Next, a group of people gathered around the middle-aged man and went to the government for notarization and signed the contract under the supervision of the government.

The transportation and communication conditions in this era were not developed, and there were many illiterate people. In order to prevent the people of the Ming Dynasty from being harmed by unscrupulous and profiteers, or even abducted.

When signing an employment contract, it needs to be notarized by the government!

To put it bluntly, it is government endorsement to protect the interests and safety of workers to a certain extent.

Although the Ming Dynasty does not yet have the conditions to introduce a labor protection law, it is still no problem to ensure that workers can get the wages they deserve after hard work.

The middle-aged man in charge of recruiting workers found a restaurant in Huai'an City and ordered a few tables for the workers to have a good meal.

After resting for a night, a group of people set off towards Lianyungang.

We are going to go to sea from Lianyungang and then transfer to Liaodong by sea!

…

Watching the ship carrying hundreds of young and strong workers sailing away to Liaodong, the middle-aged man in charge of recruiting workers stood on the dock and exhaled heavily.

Then he turned around and said to a young man in official robes behind him.

"Master Li, once these workers are in place, the imperial government's lumberyard in Liaodong will probably be able to start work!"

The young official named Li nodded and said.

"You did a good job!"

"You deserve a lot of credit for being able to recruit so many people at once!"

"Perhaps it won't be long before I will be transferred to Liaodong by the imperial court."

The young official said such nonsense without starting or ending.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man turned around and asked.

"Master Li, is he going to be promoted? But Gaosheng will go to Liaodong..."

The young official shook his head and said.

"I really want to be promoted. It is said that the imperial court is going to send me to Liaodong to take charge of the construction of the imperial shipyard in Dalian."

"Although it is a bit bitter and cold in Liaodong, in His Majesty's words, young people must be on the front line of building a new Ming Dynasty!"

"If you dare to endure hardship and can endure hardship, this is a good example for young people!"

Although the young man said so, his thoughts in his heart were different from what he said.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! His background was not good. Although he was born in a civilian family, he passed the imperial examination and became an official.

But now he is just a low-level eighth-grade official. Although he is said to be an official, he is actually a official.

It's just that now in the Ming Dynasty, officials are not separated into different families, and officials also have channels for promotion. This makes him appear to be an official.

But even so, due to his background, even if he made achievements, it was difficult for him to get promotion opportunities.

He can only work hard to get senior qualifications and see if it is possible to get promoted through seniority in the future.

However, now there is an opportunity in front of him.

In Lianyungang, he was only an eighth-grade clerk, but if he took the initiative to request to be transferred to Liaodong as an official, he would be promoted one level to the seventh-grade rank.

Moreover, you can also have a specific job that can achieve results!

He is responsible for supervising the construction of Dalian Shipyard. If he does this well, there is no doubt that he will be promoted to another level.

When the level reaches the seventh level, it is truly a county-wide feudal territory and a Bailihou!

For an official with no background like him, he is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but he is afraid of not having anything to do.

Because only if you have errands can you get credit!

With merit in hand, he has the capital to compete with those famous disciples for the few promotion opportunities.
To be continued...