The dental shop is also known as one hand holding two businesses, and it is cheaper to do both.
When Chu Qing was building the Taowu Hall, that is, before looking for the Tao family merchants, he had a general understanding of the dental shop in Beijing, and finally came to the conclusion that it was, in four words, heartbreaking.
If he didn't go to the Tao family farmer, Chu Qing would have to go to the dental shop. According to the procedure, he would give the money to the dental shop. If he wanted to hire a hundred people, and each person would pay one yuan, the money would not be given to the people who worked, but to the people who worked.
Give it to Teeth.
After the 100 yuan was given to Yahang, Yahang looked for people to form a "construction team" and found 100 people.
Yahang does not charge the construction team, but does deduct it, similar to agency fees.
From Chu Qing, Yahang received one hundred, and after the construction team completed the work, he gave people fifty, or even thirty, and divided the thirty or one hundred people.
This is Yahang. One hundred yuan is the market price and they will not blackmail officials like Chu Qing. They do not dare to bully any wealthy family members or officials, but they will bully the people to death.
It won't work if the people work on their own in Bei City, because no one will hire them. The mansion that employs many people to work is not short of money and will not take advantage of it. They will find a dental shop or an intermediary platform because of this
The intermediary platform is guaranteed.
Yaxing's oppression of the people is reflected in many aspects. For example, the refugees' hometown was hit by a disaster. Although the land was destroyed, the land deeds were still there and were still kept in their arms.
Yahang will send people to find out among the refugees which refugees have land deeds. After identifying the target, they will lie and tell them to go to work in that house. As long as they work for a few months, when the disaster is over, the government in their hometown will
Once the ground is level and the house is built, we can go back after a few months.
But in fact this was not the case. They asked illiterate people to sign some guarantees, contracts, and documents.
The most common one is slave status. If these people are turned into slaves, they are still not slaves. After becoming slaves and then being sold into someone's mansion, then the land deed of this common people will also belong to the owner. Of course, Changlu
This is not stipulated in this way, but because the laws are not sound, dental shops will take advantage of loopholes.
This commoner became a servant of a certain government and was not allowed to leave at will. Once he left, he would be a runaway slave, and Chang's law punished runaway slaves extremely severely.
The mansion doesn't accept your land deed, but you can't go back and farm this land, so you're just dragging it away to see who can drag it to death. You are still staying in my mansion, and I have a hundred ways to make you submit.
I was lucky, I exchanged the land deed for my freedom, and became a free man after leaving the house, but the land deed was gone.
If you are unlucky, the land deed will be taken away. What's worse, the government and Yaxing will say hello, and they will directly transfer the land deed of this common person to someone else without even having to pretend to be someone else.
No matter how big Changjing is, it can accommodate the common people, and the mansions of dignitaries can definitely accommodate a large number of servants.
But over the years, various mansions have been buying slaves, not enough, and as many as they can buy. The fundamental reason is that they are all beasts.
Let's just talk about Zhangfu. Zhangfu bought lots of land deeds from Yaxing at low prices. These land deeds were all defrauded or stolen from the refugees by Ren Yazi.
So who will plant these lands? It must be the servants of the government.
So it often happens that a refugee's home was hit by a disaster, and then he begged all the way to Beijing. His land deed was robbed or cheated, and he couldn't survive. He had to sell himself as a slave and became a slave in a certain mansion.
, and was finally sent back to his hometown to farm for the master of this mansion. When he went to the place, he found that what he was planting was his own land. Of course, now, legally speaking, this land already belonged to his owner.
This kind of thing happens everywhere, and it is Yaxing that promotes this blood-stained industrial chain!
Do you think that if you have worked hard for generations to buy land, it is really your land? No, it is a cycle. The land you bought is not the starting point of happiness, but the end of your life. I must have a way to make the land
"Take back" your house and let you continue to "struggle".
Steal your land, sell you into slavery, and then let you go back to plant the land that originally belonged to you!
All the tooth shops in the city have been closed down, 60% of them belong to the dead ghost Jin Yuanzhi, the remaining 30% are all under the name of Pu Bucheng, and the remaining 10% belong to other merchants.
The second day after Jin Yuanzhi's body was delivered to the Zhang Mansion, Zhang Songling ordered his housekeeper to deliver a stack of land deeds and lease documents to Qianqi Camp. Chu Qing gave these documents directly to Jiang Yuesheng.
Well, in short, no dental shop is allowed to appear in Beijing.
Don’t forget, in addition to Kim Won-chi, there is also Yahang under the name of Park Bo-sung and others.
Chu Qing didn't need to come forward at all. After the construction of the greenhouse in the southern suburbs was completed, he asked Wang Tongtong to take two thousand refugees to Xiao County. After Zhang Songling learned about it, he didn't know how he communicated with Pu Bucheng. Another pile of land deeds and documents were
Sent to Qianqi Camp.
In this way, the Southern Suburbs Human Resources Service Guarantee Hall was opened, and Nangong Ping, the nephew of Prime Minister Nangong Xi of the Dachang Dynasty, became the biggest celebrity in Beijing.
Tao Ruolin personally selected thirty smart children from Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs and sent them to a greenhouse to teach them some basic writing skills and how to keep documents and process contracts.
At this time, Chu Qing was sitting on the top floor of Fulai Building. In front of him was Ba Haocun, a wealthy businessman in the capital.
Ba Haocun stood behind the round table, his calves a little cramped.
He was originally having dinner at Fulai Tower. Halfway through the meal, Chu Qing came up with a few Qianqiying scouts and a half-year-old child.
The scouts from Qianqi Camp drove the others away rudely. Chu Qing and the half-year-old child sat opposite him. Ba Haocun was so frightened that he quickly stood up, called Master Chu, and secretly guessed
Chu Qing’s purpose of coming.
Chu Qing poured himself a cup of tea and smiled without opening his mouth. The one who spoke was the half-old child next to him, the second prince Langya Wang Changxian.
Changxian was not wearing a unicorn robe, but a Confucian robe. He sat there and imitated Chu Qing's example. He looked at Ba Haocun up and down maliciously before speaking slowly.
"I heard that Mr. Ba is the owner of this Jingzhong Car and Horse Racing Shop."
"That's right, this young master..."
"I also heard that Mr. Ba once said that if you don't nod, the goods outside the city and the goods in the city can't be pulled out, and they can't be transported in, right?"
"This..." Ba Haocun looked at Chu Qing and bravely said: "Mr. Chu, you are specifically looking for the old man. If so, why do you want to find the old man?"
Chu Qing shrugged and pointed at Changxian: "I'm not looking for you, but he is looking for you."
Ba Haocun looked at Changxian: "I wonder who this young master is?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I want to negotiate a deal with you."
"Buy or sell?"
"Yes, the people in the city who want to work hard, pull carts, or transport goods have to go to you, Mr. Ba. If a caravan wants to transport bulk goods into the city, they have to go to you, Mr. Ba. In addition,
Besides, all the oxen, carts and horses are looking for you. There is also a horse farm in the west of the city, so that's it."
Ba Haocun replied: "That's right. I did open several carriage houses in Beijing to beg for food."
"That's good. In a few days, I will send people to Xiao County to pull stones. You can send people, carriages and horses."
"Xiao County Stone?!"
Ba Haocun obviously knew the inside story, and he immediately smiled: "It's easy to talk, why do Master Chu and this young master need to come in person? They can just tell someone to inform them. In the past, Master Zhang also walked away when he pulled the stones."
The old chariots and horses travel."
"Okay." Changxian smiled slightly: "How much will it cost?"
"As in previous years, at least hundreds of chariots and horses will be used. If it remains as before, how dare I earn Master Chu's money? How about six hundred guan? Although the journey is not too far, after all, the horsepower is not consumed.
"Young master, six hundred guans at a time, two days' return. You must know that in the past, the old man collected thousands of guans."
"It's not much. I don't know how many of these six hundred have fallen into the hands of the coachmen, horsemen, and coolies."
Ba Haocun laughed and said: "Don't worry, young master, they are all suffering. They will take whatever they are given. Even if they are not given, they will not dare to cause trouble."
Changxian played with the tea cup in his hand and repeated again: "Of these six hundred strings, how many of them fell into the hands of those coachmen, horsemen, and coolies?"
Ba Haocun realized something was wrong, frowned and said: "Young Master, you ask about this, I don't know what it is..."
"Let's do this." Changxian waved his hand impatiently and interrupted: "According to the information obtained by Qianqiying's inspection team, you signed book contracts with many people at the horse and carriage shop in Beijing, and handed these documents to me.
There’s no need to trouble Mr. Ba, I’ll go talk to the people and give them the money directly.”
"How could this happen?" Ba Haocun's expression changed slightly: "They rely on old carriages and horses to register their household registration. If you send the documents..."
"I just want to ask you whether I will give it to you or not!"
Ba Haocun's expression remained gloomy and he looked at Chu Qing.
If it was Chu Qing who said this, he must be afraid, and maybe he would agree with it, but as soon as he leaves this restaurant, he will go to Zhang Songling and his backers, but a half-year-old child behaves like this in front of him
If you go out, you can't control the situation.
Changxian's face showed an expression that a prince should not have, a slightly ferocious expression: "I will ask you for the last time, do you want to give it or not?"
"So what if I give it, so what if I don't give it."
"good!"
Without saying a word, Changxian picked up the tea cup, smashed it directly on his forehead, and then shouted.
"Where are the guards? Someone has assassinated my king. Come quickly!"
Tong Gui, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up to the group of palace guards with his long sword unsheathed.
With a "plop" sound, Ba Haocun sat down on the ground, his soul all gone.
Chu Qing stood up and looked at Fu San: "Is it him?"
Fu San nodded: "Yes."
Chu Qing waved his hand at Tong Gui: "Break his hands!"
"only!"
Except for Fu San, no one knew what Chu Qing meant by "It must be him."
That night, in Zhang Mansion, when Lu Zhu wanted to protect his last shred of dignity, Ba Haocun roughly pulled Lu Zhu's arm around his chest behind his back.
The scabbard hit Ba Haocun's palm hard, his fingers were all twisted, blood spattered everywhere, and he screamed repeatedly.
Chu Qing turned a deaf ear and just said to Wang Tongtong calmly: "Go and tell Zhang Songling that it is related to Xiao County. The carriages and horses transporting stone must be people whom I can trust. Mr. Ba won't give me any kindness.
It’s hard for me to be merciful, I hope Mr. Zhang understands something."
