Early that morning, Wan Lei sent away Li Baihu and his party. Only Song Ming stayed, but he had already changed out of the scary brocade robe and put on the common people's clothes. He should be named Song
Jin Ming, this shows that he is ready to stay in Changpingyi for a long time.
On the contrary, Wan Lei, as the Yi Cheng, is ready to seize the time to extract oil and get out of the way when the limelight is not right. It is not that he is timid and fearful, but it is because the officialdom is dangerous and the world is difficult, and people who do not have long-term concerns must have immediate worries.
Ah. If Yi Cheng's status is not guaranteed, the oil well will no longer be his private property, and he will no longer be able to make oil profits.
As for whether someone will compete with him for the position of Changping Yi Cheng, Wan Lei knows that the answer is yes. It is said that everything in the world is for profit, and all the noise in the world is for profit. Once others see that Changping Yi has a way to make money,
If you have an oil well, you will definitely try your best to take it as your own.
Wan Lei asked himself that he had not mastered the iron shirt (background), let alone the golden bell (backer). In this almost naked state, his ability to withstand attacks was almost zero, so he had to be there before others made up their minds.
If you make enough money before occupying the magpie's nest, you won't be reduced to a beggar even if you are squeezed out later.
After seeing off Li Baihu and his party, Wan Lei was about to return to his house when he saw Zhao Hongru coming with a group of squires. They did not enter the post station, but went directly around to the back of the post station. After inspecting it, Zhao Hongru pointed at
There was only a piece of wasteland separated by a wall from the inn, so excavation was ordered.
With so many people coming in large numbers and starting large-scale construction projects, Wan Lei naturally couldn't escape Wan Lei's eyes. He brought Song Ming out and saw these guys digging the corner of the inn. He suddenly became angry and asked: "You guys
What are you doing?"
"Nephew Wan Xian, it's been more than a month since we dug a well into the Black Dragon King's heart. We haven't been able to start drawing the dragon's blood yet. You and your elders are afraid that something might change later. I discussed it with them and decided to draw another dragon's blood outside the inn.
Drill a well to facilitate the extraction of dragon blood." Zhao Hongru still used the feudal superstition of the Black Dragon King and continued to deceive.
"You can't just use the well in the inn, why bother digging? I suspect you are digging the corners of the inn on purpose. Do you know that intentional damage to public property will be punished seriously," Wan Lei warned sternly.
"My nephew, you misunderstood. How dare we damage public property? It's just that the inn is an important public property, and we ordinary people can't come in and out all day long, so we have to take this step. I hope my nephew will understand."
"Considerate?" Wan Lei snorted coldly and said angrily: "You ran outside my inn to break ground without saying a word. How can I be considerate?! You have really opened up a dark well. In the future, you will take those black and smelly holes.
The black water is pouring everywhere and infecting the officials who are passing by. Is this responsibility yours or mine?"
"Ah, this, my dear nephew, don't worry. We will process the black dragon's blood well and make sure there is no odor left." Zhao Hongru hurriedly patted his chest to assure himself, and the elders on the side also nodded in agreement.
"This is what you said. If anything happens in the future, you will be responsible for it." Wan Lei snorted again, turned around and was about to leave. However, Zhao Hongru quickly caught up and asked, "What about digging a well?"
?”
"You started digging even if you didn't dig. Can I stop you?" Wan Lei glared at Zhao Hongru and said, "This black dragon's blood will ignite at the sight of fire. You'd better watch the well carefully and don't get it out."
When a fire comes, if it really burns down my inn, you won't be able to eat and will have to carry it around."
"That's it, that's it." Zhao Hongru looked panicked and said hurriedly: "I plan to build a hut around the new well to prevent people from getting close to it and to ensure that there will never be a fire."
"That's pretty much it. If you want to do anything in the future, tell me first and don't disturb the ground without saying a word. This is an important place for the inn, not your own backyard." Wan Lei dropped this sentence and winked at Zhao Hongru,
Then he threw away his hands and left.
Outside the inn, a group of people were digging wells in full swing. Seeing that there was nothing interesting to see, the old people who came to see the excitement went home one after another to warm themselves by the fire. It was really too cold to stay outside. Zhao Hongru saw all the outsiders leaving.
, he asked the nephews who were in charge of digging the well to stop working and start building walls to enclose the land. Against the back wall of the inn, they directly circled more than 40 square meters of land to build a house, and surrounded the well that was only two meters deep.
Got up.
Zhao Hongru was building a house on the land behind the post station, and Wan Lei was not idle either. He asked Zhao Quanzhong to lead the two brothers Zhao Quanren and Zhao Quanyi to dig a one-meter-deep ditch in the backyard, leading directly to the outside of the back wall. Wan Lei was in charge.
Install the bamboo oil pipeline and then fill it with soil to form an underground channel, so that the oil from the oil well can be delivered to the refinery located behind the Yi Station without anyone noticing.
In addition, if Wan Lei didn't look good on Zhao Hongru in front of so many elders, outsiders would naturally think that Zhao Hongru and him were at odds with each other and were strangers to each other. No matter how ferocious the Yan thief remnants were, they would not attack this old guy.
This also provides insurance for Zhao Hongru and relieves him of worries, so that he can profit from oil unscrupulously.
Of course, what was happening in these scenes was for outsiders to see. It meant building a plank road to cross Chencang secretly. In fact, Zhao Hongru and Wan Lei were so good that they almost called themselves brothers. Why? Because Wan Lei decided to refine the residual oil as long as it could not be used as lamp oil.
All the kerosene that comes out belongs to Zhao Laocai. It's strange that Zhao Laocai is unhappy.
The reason why Wan Lei is so generous is actually due to the urgency of the situation. In this situation where he could be dismissed at any time, he no longer cares about making profit, so he can only give up the fish and try to accumulate more.
Residual oil can be used to refine tiger balm. Compared with kerosene, which is profitable, tiger balm has a higher technical content, is easier to monopolize, and is easier to make money.
After finishing the work of setting up the culvert, Wan Lei was just about to wash his hands and eat when he heard someone exclaim: "Dad, why are you here?" Then he saw a person hiding behind him like a rabbit, and he knew it without looking.
It's Mr. Zhao Jiu who is here.
"Master Wan asked me to come, can I not come? It must be you, a dead girl, who has caused trouble for Master Wan. Master Wan wants me to take you home." Mr. Zhao Jiu glared at his daughter and said to Wan Lei
He said apologetically: "Master Wan, my little girl is neglectful in discipline. If she gets into any trouble, please be patient. I will take her home and discipline her well."
"Master Jiu, you are really good at joking. That's nothing. Sister Xue'er has helped me a lot at my inn. I also plan to give her an extra salary." Wan Ren said with a smile.
"Salary?" Mr. Zhao Jiu looked at Wan Lei and then at his daughter, with a solemn expression on his face. He was obviously worried that his daughter would lose her virginity to someone else, otherwise how could he get any money?
Zhao Xueer stretched out her right hand, handed over a small silver ingot, and said timidly: "I am now the sales assistant of Brother Wan. I earn one tael of silver per month and commission. This is last month's salary. Please keep it."
.”
"Oh, you damn girl, why are you becoming more and more ignorant? Uncle Wan has already done his best to let you eat and live in. How can you still ask for other people's money? Quickly, quickly return it to others." Zhao Jiuye
He glared at his daughter again, not only did he not ask for her daughter's filial piety money, but he was also very angry.
"Jiuye, what you said is wrong. Sister Xue'er is working as my assistant now. It's very hard work. Of course, you have to be paid according to your work." Wan Lei smiled slightly and added: "I asked you to come here this time because I have something to talk to.
You said, let's go to the oil refinery with me to have a detailed discussion."
When Mr. Zhao Jiu heard that there was something to discuss, his heart suddenly rose to his throat...