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Chapter 5: Sun Biao, a day laborer

The family who built the house had a surname of Qian, which was really a rich surname.

Mr. Qian wants to expand his house, and his purpose is to take a concubine from the sixth house. Originally, those with a wealth and status like Mr. Qian should live in Dongcheng or Nancheng, but the land prices in those two areas are expensive, and they are both expensive, so they cannot match Mr. Qian's identity, so they are not as comfortable as the northwest corner.

In this world, Master Renqian is the master. He can step on whoever he wants. What Master Renqian wants is this.

Luo Yongsheng could not see the honor of Mr. Qian. He brought Luo Yongjie to seek life. He did not meet the housekeeper, but was just a construction chief. Luo Yongsheng was kept, but he only paid twenty cents a day.

The thin Luo Yongjie also stayed, but he didn't give him any money, just kept a steamed bun a day, leaving him to do some idle work.

"It doesn't matter if you don't pay, you can eat it."

Luo Yongjie was a little unhappy. He ran out to beg for more than one steamed bun for a day. Why did he work here for a day so tired? But he didn't dare to ignore Luo Yongsheng's words.

"Others can call us beggars, but we must know that we are not beggars."

Luo Yongsheng worked very hard and worked very hard. Although he was exhausted and panting, he was still very happy. To be lazy, he should be lazy than Luo Yongjie, because just a few days ago, he was still a master of pampering living.

Go out for luxury cars and get into luxury houses.

The lights are bright and the wine is green, and the beauty is in her arms.

From extravagance to frugality, from extreme extravagance to extreme frugality, the ups and downs of life are nothing more than this, and Luo Yongsheng faces it calmly.

The reason why Luo Yongsheng likes to do this job is not just because of the twenty cents, but more importantly, he can observe and hear a lot of information while working.

As a businessman, Mr. Qian dared to take six concubines, not only because Mr. Qian is rich, but the reason why the Qian family is so Sheng Ling is completely due to the wealth of Mr. Qian's younger brother.

This second-yeon Qian is an official. Although he is not in the Yangzhou area, he serves in the Transportation Commission of Huainan East Road, specializing in inspecting local officials and is a profession.

In this way, one person can attain enlightenment, and Mr. Qian will inevitably be much more arrogant.

Mr. Qian, who was originally a grain shipping business, dared to reach out to touch the canal transportation industry, which had more profits and deeper water.

However, the news I heard was not noticed by Luo Yongsheng. Whether the two masters of the Qian family were doing well had nothing to do with him. After working here for a day, he made a relatively important discovery.

That is the servants in Mr. Qian's house, and there are many servants.

However, Luo Yongsheng kept this discovery in his heart. He would analyze and pay attention to some information to support his analysis. He did not tell anyone that on this day, he would deliberately approach a big man named Sun Biao.

Sun Biao is a short-term worker and works hard. He either helps people repair their houses or runs to Yangzhou port in the east of the city to unload the ships. He earns much more than Luo Yongsheng.

"I'm afraid I'm going to get thirty cents a day."

Faced with Luo Yongsheng's indirect attack, Sun Biao showed off with smugness: "Thirty? My old man, Sun Chen, helped people kill pigs in the morning, and unloaded the boat for the yamen in the afternoon, and it was fifty cents a day."

Earn fifty cents a day, and 500 cents a month.

Luo Yongsheng thought about it and couldn't help but give a thumbs-up: "I said why are you so strong? It turns out that you can earn more money."

In this era, how high is the quality of life that earns fifty cents a day?

According to Sun Biao, every meat is two days!

You can have a meal with meat in two days. This meat is not about putting a few slices of meat as thin as a cicada wing in a plate of dishes and getting caught up with it, but a real two taels per piece and eating two pieces!

This quality of life is too high.

"It will be easier to get married if you make so much money." Luo Yongjie, who was following Luo Yongsheng, asked enviously, but Sun Biao sighed.

“Not that easy.”

"My brothers only worked for twenty cents a day, but it was enough to make a living. Brother Sun, you can earn so much in a day, and you are afraid that you won't be able to marry your wife." Luo Yongsheng asked with a smile: "Who is so blind?"

"You don't know that if you want to marry a wife in Yangzhou City, you don't even think about it if you don't have a 20-strong stake."

Twenty taels!

Luo Yongjie widened his eyes. This number was beyond his imagination.

It is said that a large family has a lot of money, so why do you need a lot of money? Even if you hang two coins of money on your waist, your legs will be deformed when you walk.

Who dares to put thousands of documents on your waist so arrogantly and cross the streets when you go out?

"Two stalemates are enough to buy a whole pig."

Sun Biao cursed: "Twenty stakes can be bought with ten pigs. Whose wife is as heavy as ten pigs?"

This metaphor made Luo Yongsheng laugh and cry, and there was no reason to put the yellow girl on the name and share the weight with the pig.

"Because things are rare," Luo Yongsheng glanced at the direction of Qian's house and said, "Our master has taken six concubines today. Which wealthy landlord doesn't marry three or four, and the more powerful ones are even more beautiful and beautiful concubines. The more they marry, they can leave them to us ordinary people, so they are valuable."

"Do you think a girl is willing to be a concubine and eat delicious food or spicy food, or is she willing to marry us vulgar men and be a wife but drink the northwest wind."

Sun Biao nodded violently: "Yes, yes, you're talking very much."

"Instead of complaining about the difficulty of marrying a wife, it is better to make more money and marry two, three or even more wives in the future." Luo Yongsheng gave a bowl of chicken soup: "When you have three wives and four concubines in the future, you will thank yourself for your hard work today."

Sun Biao was a little excited when he said that he had three wives and four concubines, but the rough man was excited for a while and looked at the work in his hand and became bored again.

“It’s easy to say.”

This mutter made Luo Yongsheng smile with a faint smile on his lips, because he could hear Sun Biao's helplessness and inferiority complex from this mutter.

Why are you helpless and inferior?

It was precisely because Sun Biao was moved, because he felt that his ability was not enough to realize the fantasy that made him feel moved, so he felt helpless because he could only earn fifty cents of income in one day.

But Luo Yongsheng was not in a hurry to throw a big cake to Sun Biao, because Sun Biao and Old Man Li were different.

The latter is a beggar with nothing, and although Sun Biao is a short-term worker, he is a wealthy adult and strong man who makes more money than Luo Yongsheng now.

At present, Luo Yongsheng has not yet established a good character with Sun Biao, and without a convincing and inducing character, he is not qualified to guide Sun Biao to do something.

Never believe in any nonsense that the tiger's body shook and the king's domineering aura was full of tyranny.

Before Liu Bei deceived Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, he also knew that he would first report to his family's "Zhongshan Jingwang". This is the establishment of a character.

Without the good character of this, as for his virtue of weaving mats and selling shoes, others have no mood to speak with him, so how could he be impressed by his grand achievements in the subsequent communication?

For people of different identities, it is naturally different if you feed this chicken soup.

"Teach according to your aptitude."

After the day's construction period was over, Luo Yongsheng said goodbye to Sun Biao, and smiled as he looked at the back that was obviously unhappy when the latter left.
Chapter completed!
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