Chen Er felt that his IQ was insulted and had 150 guan. The interest rate for a year was two guan. However, the interest rate for a hundred guan was ten guan. How could he lose money for a five-year period?

So after depositing the money without interest, Chen Er left the bank and went directly to the recruitment site set up by Yang Shaofeng and Master Yang.

If you don’t work hard and can’t even afford his mother’s interest, how can you buy a bigger yard? Your son will be a scholar in the future. Maybe he can be a juren, but he won’t be a bigger yard.

There are obviously many people who have the same idea as Chen Er. The entire recruitment site was crowded with people, and there was only a lot of drums and drums.

After queuing for a long time, Chen Er slowly squeezed to the front, rubbed his hands embarrassedly, and chuckled, "My name is Chen Er, do you want to come to work?"

The clerk behind the table obviously saw Chen Er like this a lot, and just asked: "Name? Residence? Have you opened an account in the bank? What will happen?"

When the little official asked this, Chen Er was stunned and said in a daze: "Little Man Chen Er, now he lives in the house at the resettlement site. The bank can also have a deposit account, but the villain only has one strength and can't do anything else."

The little official registered Chen Er's information, then pointed to a long dragon behind him and said, "Stand with them, someone will take you to work in the next round. Your wages will be sent to your bank account between the tenth and the fifteenth of each month, and you will get them yourself."

Chen Er asked blankly: "If you don't give cash? What should I do if I want to buy something?"

The little official said impatiently: "After the fifteenth, go to the bank to withdraw cash or treasure money, and you will naturally follow your purchases. Next!"

Chen Er had no choice but to go to the back of the team to line up. A man watched Chen Er come over and said with a smile: "How is it? Do you want to beat him?"

Chen Er shook his head and said, "That's not, I'm just curious. Why don't you give us the salary to find money directly? Instead, you have to deposit it in the bank?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe he is afraid of spending money randomly? Don't think so much. Just go to work honestly and go back to the bank to withdraw money. Anyway, the emperor and the top scholar don't want to cheat us."

Chen Er nodded with a hint of longing in his eyes and said, "I heard that I can get twenty cents of wages a day, and I will give white flour steamed buns to eat on the construction site. I don't know whether it is true or false."

Until someone was taken to the construction site, Chen Er was still thinking about what the taste of white flour steamed buns was. In the past, he was willing to eat them only during the Chinese New Year. If he really gave white flour steamed buns to eat every day on the construction site, he would have worked hard!

But what Chen Er didn’t expect was that there were not only white flour steamed buns on the construction site, but also bone soup!

A large pot of bone soup, the oil flowers floated on the soup noodles, and pieces of meat rose and fell in the rolling soup. The chopped green onions on the soup noodles sucked the oil and looked even more green and seductive. The strong fragrance floated in the air, which made Chen Er feel even hungry, and the sound of gurgling was like a drumming.

The chef who made the soup had a steady hand. The meat piece as big as a baby's fist did not shake at all and then followed the broth into Chen Er's bowl. With some other dishes, the aroma of the broth and the aroma of the dish suddenly came to his nose. Two steamed buns larger than the fist were placed on the tray in Chen Er's hand. The aroma of the white flour mixed with the aroma of the broth and the aroma of the dish made Chen Er unable to help swallowing.

Holding the tray and following the foreman to find a place to sit down, Chen Er grabbed the fat and fat steamed buns, bit them viciously, and then chewed them in big mouthfuls.

The foreman looked at Chen Er whose eyes suddenly turned red, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Chen Er uttered vaguely until he swallowed all the steamed buns in his mouth and replied: "It's nothing, I just remembered that my father came. He had never eaten such good steamed buns until he died. He just picked money from his mouth little by little, so he could cover my small yard.

Now my small yard has been demolished and I have money. There are such delicious food and bone soup here, but my father has lost it."

The foreman reached out and patted Chen Er on the shoulder and said, "Don't cry, why are you urinating like a man? If you have this good life, your father will be happy to watch in the sky. Do your best to try to save a bigger family business for your son."

After Chen Er nodded, the foreman continued, "Eat quickly, eat for a while, we should go to work. We dare not be careless about laying the foundation."

Chen Er nodded vigorously, stuffing steamed buns into his mouth, while picking up other dishes from the tray to eat.

The foreman looked at Chen Er's voracious look and said with a smile: "Don't panic, there are still steamed buns. If there is not enough, you can get them again. If there is not enough soup, you can add them. If there is no need to work so hard."

Chen Er nodded vigorously, and the speed of stuffing steamed buns into his mouth was not slow at all. Even if he felt a little choked, he would quickly drink the broth and go down.

The broth is too hot? Not to mention this winter, the broth that passes through steamed buns is not that hot anymore. Even if it is hot, is there anyone willing to spit it out?

God, there is a six-year-old and a half-year-old boy growing up at home, so he can’t come with his children? This big white steamed bun can be eaten for the New Year, but the broth is not necessarily willing to take a sip during the New Year!

I didn't care if I saw such a person for too many times, but just smiled softly, and then slowly ate the food on my tray.

It was not until he burped that Chen Er put down the tray with satisfaction, and looked at the foreman with a little embarrassed expression and said, "I'll let you laugh at me."

The foreman shook his head and said, "It's nothing. When I first came to the construction site, I was like you. I was so hungry that I was afraid of eating less. But when you get used to it, there will be nothing left. Then you will drink this bone soup every day until you want to vomit."

"Drink every day?"

Chen Er couldn't help but widen his eyes and said with a chubby voice: "How much does this cost? Can you still drink bone soup every day?"

The foreman smiled and said, "Then you came late. Those who came early know that the food on this construction site is good, and even some landlords and wealthy people dare not eat like us."

Also, as soon as we started working here, the emperor asked someone to pass on an imperial edict, saying that we could work hard and earn more money."

Chen Er exclaimed, "Old Master? If we can drink broth every day, then he wouldn't have to eat meat every day?"

Chen Er did not doubt the foreman's statement that the foreman's bone soup had not been finished. Except for the piece of meat that was gnawed by the foreman, a large bowl of broth with oil flowers was left, which made Chen Er feel a little regretful.

The foreman smiled and said, "A salary of twenty cents a day can be earned 600 cents a month. Two months is just as much money as you always have. Even if you put in more effort, it is worth it, let alone the emperor and the top scholar treat us so well."

Chen Er nodded vigorously and said, "What you are talking about is that after using all your strength, you will have a sleep, and you will grow out the next day. But if you drink such good bone soup and eat meat and steamed buns and don't work hard, then you are still a human being!"

After saying that, Chen Er asked embarrassedly again: "I haven't asked you what you call me yet?"

The foreman smiled and said, "My name is Yang San, from Yangjia Village in the south of the city. Work hard. When the autumn comes, these schools should be almost built. By then, your kid should also enter school."

Chen Er said curiously: "We are building a school? So, is the rumor that the children are asking them to study in the autumn? "

Chen Er didn’t know where the rumor that all children were studying came from, but Chen Er had already thought about it. Even if the rumor was fake, he had to let his children study and have more than 100 chunks of money at home!

The foreman looked at Chen Er with a nervous face and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, "Let's build a school? We can't do it. We just lay the foundation for the school, and there will be masters and craftsmen to build it later.

The top scholar said that the government office can be destroyed, but the school cannot be destroyed. Otherwise, the craftsmen who built the school and those who lay foundations would have to drag them out to make boards and beat them to death!”

Chen Er nodded vigorously and said, "That's the reason, it's not unfair to beat him to death!"

After saying that, the foreman said mysteriously again: "I just said that I am from Yangjiazhuang, so let me tell you more. The rumors you heard about letting your children study are true! Although I don't know where your yard will be divided in the future, your children will definitely study in these societies, and maybe this construction site we do."

Chen Er's eyes lit up and was about to speak, but the worker stood up, holding the tray in his hand and said, "Let's go, we should go to work, now we have to put these trays in place and let the women wash them."

Chen Er said suspiciously: "We don't need to clean it up? Otherwise, I'd better take it home and let my wife clean it up."

The foreman smiled and shook his head, "No, there are women here who specialize in cleaning the pallets.

By the way, if your wife has no work, she can come to the construction site to wash these pallets. Although it is a little dirty, she has a wage at least, fifteen cents a day.”

Until the evening when we got off work, Chen Er was still a little dizzy and came late in the morning. Before he could work, he had a meal of big white steamed buns and broth. There were actually big white steamed buns and broth at night?

If it weren't forcibly ordered him to eat the two big white steamed buns, Chen Er actually wanted to take the two steamed buns home so that his wife and children could also taste the taste of the steamed buns.
Chapter completed!