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085 Rebuilding Home

At dusk, the mountains are far away, the sky is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night. On the desolate post road, five people and five horses stopped in front of a dilapidated post station, speechless for a long time. There is no Chaimen here, let alone barking dogs.

, there are only broken walls and ruins isolated in the setting sun.

"Let's set up a few tents for the night and start the overhaul tomorrow." Wan Lei jumped off his horse and took the lead in clearing up the broken bricks and tiles on the ground.

In fact, after several successive military revolts, wastelands like Changpingyi can be found everywhere in the Shuntian Prefecture area. Wan Lei came south from Peiping, and he felt a lot of emotion: the bones were exposed in the wild, and there were no chickens for thousands of miles.

Ming. The thought of a hundred things for the people is heart-breaking. This is war!

It was almost mid-February. Although it was the beginning of spring, the weather in the north was still very cold. Although the siege of Peking City had been lifted, many people were still hiding in the city and unwilling to go home. However, Wan Lei did not blame them. After all,

Many residents of Beiping City died, and the residences there were divided among others.

The city of Beiping was busy allocating houses and land, and many generals were assigned to big houses. Tie Xuan also specially left a big house for Wan Lei, but he didn't ask for it. Instead, he asked for a few horses, a few stones of grain, and a dozen taels of silver.

With a piece of cloth, he left Peiping and returned to his "post".

"There is a big house in Peiping and you can't live in it, but you have to go back to this Goubuli inn. You are born to work hard." Zhao Xueer was naturally not happy to have to sleep in the wilderness.

"Haha, God is on the move, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. Women like you don't understand, so you should go and cook for us." Wan Lei said with a smile.

"Boss, the walls and tiles of the inn are broken. If you want to repair it, you have to re-burn the bricks and tiles. It will take a long time for us to do it." Zhao Quanzhong frowned and said, this is the second time he has repaired the inn. Anyway,

I feel very unhappy.

"No need to burn it. Tomorrow, you guys will go to a nearby village and bring back the good bricks and tiles. Let's make some repairs and make a few rooms. Let's live in them first."

The Zhao brothers went to work, but Wan Lei had already cleared a corner, and then opened a large wooden board and found that the bottles and cans buried underneath were still there. He couldn't help but look happy, because the tiger balm underneath was his first step in making a fortune.

A pot of gold.

The hidden things were still there. Wan Lei looked through the ruins of the oil refinery in the backyard and found that except for the collapsed factory building, nothing else had been destroyed. It could be repaired by knocking on it. As long as the workers were found, it would be done soon.

Production can start.

After looking at the refinery, Wan Lei went into the backyard and looked at the oil well. He found that it was only held down by bricks and rubble, not blocked. He could continue pumping oil with a little repair. He felt more relieved and took the photo.

After dusting himself off, he returned to the open space in the front yard and saw that Zhao Quanren had dug out the kerosene stove from the ruins and started to light a fire to cook.

Seeing the smoke curling up from the kitchen, Wan Lei felt more at ease. The so-called golden nest and silver nest are not as good as his own straw nest, and the power and benefits are not as good as his own food. After being in charge of Changpingyi for so long, he has long regarded this place as his home, and secretly

Tell yourself: In the future, Changpingyi must be expanded into a large mansion. It will no longer receive officials, but all kinds of talents from all over the country. It will be directly turned into a Jixian Hall. Of course, it will be turned into a comprehensive university town.

Even more wonderful.

Of course, the talent in Wan Lei's eyes is different from that of the imperial court. The imperial court regarded literati who could read and write as talents, but he regarded all kinds of craftsmen as talents. The imperial court valued agriculture and suppressed business and exploited craftsmen. He valued commerce and industry. In the future, businessmen will also

Well, craftsmen and so on, Shuntian Mansion is their paradise, because here, not only do they not have to pay taxes, but more importantly, they will not be looked down upon by others.

"Xue'er, why didn't you tell daddy when you came back? You made dad look for you everywhere." The postman heard Zhao Jiuye yelling and cursing, and behind him, there were more than a dozen people, including Zhao Hongru.

They did not miss the life in the high-walled compound and returned from Beiping City.

"Dad, why didn't mom come back?" Zhao Xueer couldn't help but become a little anxious when she saw that the people coming were all gentlemen, but she didn't see her mother.

"You bastard, you didn't even come home to see her before, now you know it's your mother?" Zhao Jiuye glared at his daughter, but surprisingly, he didn't hit anyone with a big stick again.

"Your mother stayed in Beiping City and opened a shop with your Aunt Liu, specializing in kerosene. When we came back, we cleaned out the refinery and sold it to Beiping. By the way, where is Wan Ye?" Zhao Hongru said.

"He was looking through it over there, and those who didn't know better thought he was a playboy." Zhao Xueer pursed her lips and said with a smile.

"Haha, I have said it a long time ago. Master Wan will definitely not miss the prosperity of Beiping City. You see, I am right." Zhao Hongru's old face was full of smiles and he said to his nephews who were traveling with him.

: "Don't be stunned, pack up immediately and put up a few tents to live in first."

After assigning tasks to his nephews, Zhao Hongru walked into the ruins and came to Wan Lei's side. Together they rummaged around and gathered up everything that was not broken.

"Chief Zhao, all the people in Zhaozhuang have become city dwellers. I'm afraid you, the chief, will become a bare man. Should I change my name and call you Director Zhao?" Wan Lei saw that Zhao Hongru had been following him, but he didn't care.

As soon as he spoke, he knew that he was here to discuss the ownership and management rights of the oil well, but he was just too embarrassed to speak.

"My nephew is joking. You are the director of the factory. If I can be a small shopkeeper, I will win." Zhao Hongru is an experienced man. Of course, he heard Wan Lei's words and asked him to continue to take over the refinery. He secretly felt in his heart

I'm overjoyed, but I still have to say a few words of humility.

"My energy is limited and I can't manage such a big factory. I have to rely on you in the future. Let's do this. We agreed before and what will happen in the future. Let's go." We are all our own people, Wan Lei simply spread out.

said.

"Haha, my nephew is really a bright man. Whatever my nephew says, I will do it. But in this way, I can take advantage." Zhao Hongru smiled happily.

"Let's make a fortune together. It's not the first day we met." Wan Lei laughed. The old man and the young man have known each other for years, and their relationship has become even stronger.

In fact, it is difficult to find a business partner as smart and capable as Zhao Hongru. Moreover, during the defense battle of Peking, this old guy also played a big role. Not only did he provide kerosene for free, but he also wholeheartedly helped Wan Lei as a trumpeter. Otherwise, Wan Lei would also

It is impossible to gather the hearts and minds of the people of Beiping City quickly and for a long time.

"My dear nephew, there is a serious shortage of food in Beiping now. We need to increase production and find people to transport oil to nearby states and counties, and then convert the money earned into grain and transport it back. We can earn double income here and abroad.

Money, that’s why I rushed back in a hurry, how about we work together from tomorrow to clean up the refinery first?”

"That's good, we can start work overnight." When it comes to making money, Wan Lei is even more motivated.


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