"It's broken down! Throw the rope and put the pile."

At the Bashui Wharf, a large ship docked. Accompanied by shouting, the ship got anchored, the rope was thrown to the shore, and the people on the shore were put on the piles.

The springboard then hit the dock and the boat top, and people wearing canvas cages, canvas cropped pants and cloth shoes rushed up.

The bag was put on his shoulders, and the thing fell on his shoulders, and he ran over again on the trembling springboard.

This time they did not run ashore directly, but put goods on flatbed trucks from the docks.

Put a bunch of ropes on the flatbed cart were untied, and the wheels under the flatbed cart were stuck on two wooden tracks, sliding from the deliberately made slope to the shore.

There are fewer people coming and going to the shore from the pier, and you don’t have to frequently avoid people when you carry goods back and forth.

The goods on the flatbed truck were loaded onto other trucks, or the flatbed truck was directly pushed to the warehouse on the dock.

The tracks extend there, and as the flatbed carts enter, another flatbed cart is pulled out.

After walking back and forth, the flatbed cart arrived at the dock again.

There are other track exits in the warehouse, and the cargo needs to be moved out and used to use flatbed trucks.

It's also a round-trip, elliptical orbit.

"Good way, good thoughts, right, good thoughts." A man in a third-rank official uniform stood on the dock, exclaiming.

"Shangshu Song, the boss has always been like this, and he will always find ways to facilitate others' work." The man's follower said with a smile.

"If you want to call him Doctor Li, even if you say the boss, you should be Li Dongzhu, the Bashui Zhuang. How could the people around me, Song Jing, not understand the rules?"

The man who claimed to be Song Jing lowered his face and scolded the followers sent by the court.

"I know Shangshu Song." The follower responded with a depressed response.

Song Jing said to follow the class and walked towards the place where the crowds gathered. On the shore, a group of people gathered together and didn't know what they were doing.

"This is a gentle slope shelf. The flatbed carts coming from the dock can be put on the shelf due to inertia. The height of the shelf is parallel to other cars, and it is enough to move the goods and build a board."

When Song Jing arrived, a young man wearing big trousers and a big vest was telling the craftsmen that he was carrying drawings.

"Okay, let's give it a try. Donglin, you know how to design and draw pictures now. Congratulations." A craftsman agreed.

They started making wooden shelves on site, with a tool box for each person.

It didn't take long to make a gentle slope rack to connect with the track.

The wooden board on the other end is glossy, and the height of the car and the car is different, so there is an additional set of adjustable wood support.

If the car is tall, the support should be supported by a short one and can be supported.

If the car is low, it is naturally high to break the support.

In this way, the loading speed is also faster.

"Well! This method is not bad." Song Jing saw the efficiency of Lijiazhuangzi, and the craftsmen were wearing clothes marked by Lijiazhuangzi.

The character Ba at the chest of the clothes is the most conspicuous. The Ba River is so long, but the character Ba only represents one place.

Song Jing felt that Li family village was a little domineering, and the name of Yizhuang was named Yishui.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything. He had only been back for three days and heard the voice of Lijiazhuangzi in his ears.

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked at him.

Take a step forward: "This is my Song Shangshu, whose name is Jing, and the Ministry of Justice."

Everyone nodded and continued to study the Sweet Po. Shangshu is Shangshu, it has nothing to do with us.

Song Jing: “…”

He finally admitted that what Yao Chong and others said was right.

Yao Chong and the others once said that the merchants in Lijiazhuang had no awe of officials. The merchants believed that the boss was a senior enough official position and were from the second rank.

Then Shangshu is a third-rank official, obviously small!

Zhao Donglin, who had just drawn the picture, looked at Song Jing carefully, moved out slowly, and ran towards Zhuangzi.

"The boss, the new Minister of Justice Song Jing is at the wharf." Zhao Donglin reported.

"Song Jing? Oh, yes, he should have returned from Guangzhou. Lao Yao should go down. Finally, he helped Lao Yao once. He has bad personal ethics, but his abilities are posed."

Li Yi smiled when he heard Song Jing's name.

He leaned over Zhao Donglin, whispered a few words, and waved his hand in Zhao Donglin's surprised gaze.

Zhao Donglin left and went to arrange things.

He never became an official and studied with Li Yi in Zhuangzi. He was also responsible for the affairs of forty-one students in twenty counties.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and there were many more people at the pier, wearing all kinds of clothes.

"Lijiazhuangzi established a litigation auxiliary fund. Some people have grievances and cannot find a lawsuit to help with the lawsuit. Lijiazhuangzi Fund is responsible for it.

Now is the first issuance of fund lottery. You can get a prize once if you only have ten yuan and you may win the big prize."

When the Li family village team arrived, Song De was in charge of shouting and there was a box in his hand.

The team came to Song Jing's approaching and stopped. Song De held the box in his arms.

"As long as you give ten yuan, you can put your hand into the box and grab a note of paper. The note says the prize. Some are only worth one yuan, while others may be worth ten thousand yuan, all depends on luck.

Lijiazhuangzi will release one thousand boxes, two thousand notes in each box."

Song De shouted again, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Song Jing frowned. He thought it might be a scam. If the box contains notes of one cent, others would pay nine cents if they bought it once.

He couldn't help but ask Song De: "How do I know if there is more money in your box?"

"I, Lijiazhuang, Bashui, said there is, and there is no, and there is no. Moreover, the money will be used for the complaints of the people in Chang'an for the time being."

Song De straightened his chest and asked Song Jing to see the word "Ba" on his chest, and he was so domineering.

"Yes, Manager Song has come out. He said there is, who dares not believe it?"

"Some people question Li's Zhuangzi, ha, who is the owner of the boss?"

"This official was transferred back from another place, and he didn't know anything."

"If the owner of Lijiazhuang, the Bashui River, is a pitfall."

"Don't those pants break?"

"Take off your pants and fart."

"Why are you scolding?"

Amid the noise, a man stood up: "I'll give you ten dollars and see what I can touch?"

He handed over a five-cent exchange coupon, a two-cent exchange coupon and three-cent exchange coupon.

Song De took it and asked the other party to put his hand into the box.

The man waited for more than ten breaths before taking out his hand, spreading his hand, and there was a folded note in his palm.

He expanded, looked at it, and handed it to Song Jing: "I can't read, please help me see, you are an official."

Song Jing glanced curiously and said, "A piece of soap."

"That's great. The soap from Lijiazhuang now costs 200 yuan per piece. Does anyone want it? I'll sell it for 150 yuan."

The prize-toucher jumped up in joy and shouted loudly to sell soap.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Another person stepped forward and gave the money to reach in. This time, he took out a folded note and handed it to Song Jing.

Song Jingnian: "Ten fermented bean curd."

"Oh! I thought it was soap. The fermented bean curd from Lijiazhuang is only twenty yuan. OK, take it home to eat it." This person looked unhappy.

The other dock workers and those passing by were moved, and the two of them did not compensate.

They wanted to pay for the prize, but suddenly they found someone around them shaking their heads at them.

They were about to get angry, but the person who shook his head lifted up or untied the clothes outside, revealing the word "Ba" inside.

These people nodded and understood.

"Don't rush to leave later. Give you a piece of soap. Those who meet will have a share." The merchants said to the people who were blocked.
Chapter completed!