Chapter 53: Zhao's company

After signing up and arranging the order of entry, Zhao Fubo and his team returned to the teahouse. There, they could at least take off their breastplate and drink tea and watch the game in the field leisurely.

Of course, not everyone can see it here, after all, not everyone has a telescope.

So most people are on the tables on both sides of the main stands, enduring the increasingly fierce sunshine. But as consumers, they are well taken care of this time.

Like the annual martial arts competition, after signing up outside the venue, they were immediately squeezed out by various transactions.

Horse sellers, snacks, weapons and armor, and this time there are other people. Some graceful Persian and European girls sell all kinds of fresh products to the audience in their crisp voices.

Their shops occupied the largest area at this time, and the houses made of large canvas walls were not only cool, but also filled with goods.

These hardworking girls would carry their goods on pallets, and the large crowd rushed to the stands and provide services to the audience there.

However, the banner hanging on this shed made Zhao Fubo blush somewhat - Zhao's Industrial Company, and the owner was Zhao Fubo.

Since the master is him, their career may be easily and unimpeded in Huangsha City, which is actually controlled by the Zhao family.

"Hot cocoa...hot cocoa...alpine milk candy..."

"Types...Types...The latest products of Zhao's Industrial Company in Huangshacheng..."

Zhao Fubo was in the teahouse, watching his female slaves working diligently, and he was a little puzzled, not knowing how the teacher came up with those solutions to make these girls work so hard.

And the audience in the stands were obviously conquered by these things.

"My God, would they still eat so happily if they knew where those gelatin came from?"

When Shu Yuer thought of the source of the gelatin, she couldn't help but feel disgusted. Now all the skins, hooves, etc. in the city were collected by Martin.

Fortunately, these things are not in the science and technology park. If they were there, Shu Yuer would rather die than stay there.

The busy employees below were a group of slaves purchased by Martin and Abdul Martini in Ziyunzhuang. Some of them were recruits from the Crusaders, and some were girls from Persia.

It would be fine to buy those new recruits. Zhao Fubo understood that it was for the need for technical confidentiality. These people did not understand Arabic or Chinese. Even if they escaped from this Huangsha City, they had nowhere to escape.

Moreover, under the transaction of Teacher Martin's merits and piece-based salary, they had to use the word "desperate" to describe it when they did their work.

For example, on the premise of ensuring quality, if more goods are produced than others, the first person will be awarded the title of Kuaishou and he will be qualified to get rid of his identity as a slave.

If you surpass others for 20 consecutive days, in addition to identity changes, you will also start to have a piece-based salary. You can become a small leader in 30 days. In addition to the increase in the base of piece-based salary, you will also have a small leader’s salary to be collected... In the face of Zhao Fubo’s inquiry, his teacher’s answer is very simple.

"When the rules of competition are established, you can easily have everyone's enthusiasm by strictly enforcing the rules, and everyone will work hard for your career. In fact, in our China, the Daqin that once had had this system, called the ten-level military merit system, prompting the slaves in their army to fight to the death..."

Zhao Fubo was not very interested in the first half, but he listened to the second half as a story, which was not bad.

Zhao Fubo really admired Teacher Martin's skills. Now those slaves are constantly processing milk candy in the garden shed, and the telescopes even include small mirrors of embrace.

Sometimes Zhao Fubo was a little worried, and he didn't know where his teacher Martin thought of this strange ability. If he taught him all, would he become an old man like him?

Most of the girls who bought them in batches from Ziyunzhuang were fifteen to sixteen years old and knew Arabic, and some of them were young crusaders from the West who were brought here by the church.

Teacher Martin took good care of them. Although they did not abolish their slave status, they asked others to treat them as free people, and even asked those who already have free people in the garden to not be rude to them.

They also have those rules of competition. As long as they work hard, they should easily obtain a true free person status.

There, for the sake of tranquility, Abdul Zhemal was sent to be the chief manager of the shed. Anyway, it was a place where we needed to speak, and I believe that we could play to his strengths.

In addition, Zhao Fubo felt another point.

That is, his teacher is really a greedy and cunning guy. Just think of a cup of cocoa or a piece of milk candy, and you can easily sell it several times higher than the raw materials.

As for the profits of telescopes, hehe... I'm sorry to say it out loud, it's really expensive.

"Hehe, those are just some small money. As long as you can win this competition, then we..."

Then what about us? The teacher didn't say anything, but Shu Yuer, who was tasting fragrant tea, said.

"Erlang, you don't need to learn too carefully about Teacher Martin's ability to make money. Instead, it is important to become a talent with both civil and military skills! Fortunately, Teacher Martin doesn't have to worry about these things, but I have to worry about them!"

Facing Shu Yuer with a smart and long-term vision, what else can Martin say? Needless to say, naturally he only has both hands to agree.

He twisted his beard and smiled, but he didn't look at Shu Yu'er, but instead looked at Little John and kept smiling. What the latter rewarded him was just a boredom roll.

Shu Yuer was obviously very satisfied with this ending. When he was Zhao Fubo's inner supervisor, in the future... "Teacher Martin, our people are here. Doesn't anyone need to see the affairs of the family?"

If Shu Yuer hadn't wanted to stay here for the guy who was thinking about the lives of Zhao Fubo and Muke that day. She and her thick account book would have to be kept in mind.

Even though people sit here, they have to worry about their home affairs.

"Don't worry, they will work hard. Yu'er, the most important thing for us is to implement the rules, and to explore and occupy the market. We don't have to worry about the rest! As for those workers, I think they are trustworthy!"

Martin was not worried about the workers in the enterprise system who were trapped eight hundred years later. Although the people were thicker at this time, the people at this time were much more honest than those at that time.

At this time, a preliminary competition has begun in the following arena.

According to the rules, everyone must participate in the competition and short blade battle. According to the requirements of the soldiers of the Arab Empire, these two are skills that everyone must be proficient in.

At this moment, the first event in the competition was in progress. In the long team, those participating were already adding in, while the people in front had already started shooting at the target a hundred meters away.

It is similar to the last time Emin and Bassel fought, each shooting five arrows, and one game determines the winner and lose.

As the most basic combat method, almost every soldier in the Arab army must know about the kung fu.

Martin drank tea and looked at the field with his telescope from time to time. The results in the game made him shake his head. He thought that in this era, everyone was a good archer.

After a long time, he realized that it was not the case at all. Many people even participated in archery competitions and were simply not allowed.

"We will have to be professionally subdivided in the future. We will do whatever we do. Don't know everything and be fine in everything!"

Martin's words aroused Shu Yuer's interest. Similar to Shu Yuer, little John also put down his telescope. Only Zhao Fubo and Muke were still watching the results at the arch.

"According to what you said, does our company still need to raise soldiers? Teacher Martin, you should know that raising soldiers requires a lot of money!"

As Zhao Fubo's head of the family, Shu Yuer is very tight about the money in the "family". Even Martin, the main player in making money, has no right to want money.

"Hey, I said Xiao Yu'er, why are you a tiger at such an old age? As for military affairs, you will talk to Fu Bo in the future. I don't care about those things!"

Shu Yuer shook her arms and neck, as if she was telling Martin that even if she had the name of a tiger on her back, she had to look forward to this family.

"Teacher Martin, I'm all for your master and apprentice. Think about it, what should Erlang do if he wants to be generous? I won't leave you some money for retirement in the future! I'm strict, but it's all for you!"

Martin pouted his beard and his lips moved to counterattack. But after thinking about it, he still endured this tone. Based on his years of experience as the "third leader", he knew that the most impossible thing in the world was to bicker with women, especially such a thorny little woman.

She cried and lost her grace.

She said she was too light, she was defeated and she was out of face.

No matter what, if you are quarrel with a woman, you generally have no chance of winning.

"Forget it, forgot it, let Fu Bo get a headache by himself! Anyway, it's their family's business, I'll do so much trouble!"

Martin had something unknown to what was happening in front of him, but the only thing he probably had to do was to abandon the little John. The latter was probably a little dissatisfied with Shu Yuer's status as a tiger.

"Let's go, let's go and compare arrows! We need to be eliminated. It seems that we are about to come! I always hear some boring words here, and I'm annoyed..."

Muke put down his telescope and looked at Zhao Fubo, wanting to hear his opinion. Unexpectedly, Zhao Fubo said something at this time, causing public anger.
Chapter completed!