Yang Shaofeng has a headache.

Although Yuan Yichi had agreed to send 20,000 workers, the workers were not in place for a day, and many things could not be started immediately, and the construction of the wharf and the city had to be delayed again and again.

Even these 20,000 workers are not enough.

According to Yang Shaofeng's plan, either he or she will do it or go big. Ishikan Yinshan is going to be mined, and the new city at Shimake must be built, so the laborers needed are not 10,000 or 200,000 or 200,000 or 100,000 or 200,000 are not enough.

Zhu Zhanji was a little annoyed: "The entire country of Japan was killed and all the Japanese slaves were arrested as laborers. Are you still worried about the shortage of laborers?"

"Then what?"

Yang Shaofeng said in reverse: "Have you seen anyone who fetches sheep and pulls sheep at once? There are enough labor here, but what about other places? If you can't fetch all of them at once, you have to pull them slowly. You have to give the sheep a time to grow wool, right?"

Zhu Zhanji said: "Other places? Where are you referring to? Jiaozhi? Or Myanmar? There are Jiaozhi natives in Jiaozhi, and there are Burmese natives in Myanmar. Who wouldn't let you catch them or what?"

"What about the Ming Dynasty?" Yang Shaofeng said: "You don't let these workers do it, do you want to let the people do it if you don't pay attention to it?"

Zhu Zhanji was speechless immediately.

Zhu Zhanji, who was trained by Zhu Laosi as a heir of another generation since he was a child, is different from a certain prodigal woman.

Li Zhongtang, a well-known pasting maker in history, once built a car to present it to the prodigal woman, but the other person felt that she was too noble and the driver was not worthy of being on par with him, so he asked the driver to drive on his knees.

Later, Li Zhongtang offered a small train to the prodigal mother and specially built a 1.5-kilometer railway.

As a result, the old woman who spent money liked this train very much, but was worried that the train's whistle and black smoke would affect Feng Shui, so the train was driven by manpower.

Compared with that old woman who is prodigal, Zhu Zhanji is far behind.

He has been following Zhu Laosi since childhood and was influenced by Yang Shaofeng and walked from south to north. Zhu Zhanji, who knew the sufferings of the people, knew very well how terrible the people were.

An emperor who is good to the people will praise him to heaven, and an emperor who is bad to the people will trample him into the mud!

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji had been holding it in for a long time but didn't make any mistakes, Yang Shaofeng was thinking about making a few more words, but Wu Ming, who had been guarding the tent, opened the curtain and walked in, bowed and said, "Your Highness, the top scholar, Zheng Chenger Erlang and Zheng Chengwulang asked for a meeting, and they also brought three thousand workers here."

Yang Shaofeng nodded and ordered: "Let someone arrange the three thousand workers. Those who should burn bricks should burn bricks quickly, and those who should boil cement should boil cement quickly. Let Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Ge Cheng Wulang come in."

Wu Ming turned around and went out, and Zhu Zhanji said, "Didn't you have a headache just now? Isn't there just three thousand workers coming, at least it's enough for a while, right?"

Yang Shaofeng frowned and said, "How long can three thousand workers last if they treat women as men and men as animals? The docks in Shimagen alone require tens of thousands of workers. Three thousand workers are better than nothing."

After thinking about it, Yang Shaofeng continued, "By the way, this place is now my Ming Dynasty territory. It's time to give this name. You can't always call Shimao Shimao, right?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and was about to speak, but he heard Wu Ming outside the tent shout loudly: "Survey Ge Cheng Erlang, fight Ge Cheng Wulang, meet His Royal Highness~!"

"The villain conquers Ge Cheng Erlang, and conquers Ge Cheng Wulang, and pays homage to Taijun!"

As soon as they entered the big tent, the brothers Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Cheng Wulang quickly came to Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji and gave a big gift of promising. The braid on their heads raised high, revealing their necks that were so short that they were almost invisible behind.

Zhu Zhanji nodded gently, but just squeezed out a "hmm" sound from his nose, and stopped talking, but instead looked at Yang Shaofeng with a strange look.

The sound that was almost unheard, was like the sound coming from a few days. The sound of Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Ge Cheng Wulang knelt even more neatly.

Yang Shaofeng rubbed his forehead and said, "I have heard about what you did in Japan. You have done a good job."

After being praised by Yang Shaofeng, Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Ge Cheng Wulang nodded violently and replied: "Hayi! It is our honor to do things for Taijun!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were even more bizarre, and even had a bit of pain.

Yang Shaofeng ignored Zhu Zhanji's gaze and said directly to Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Ge Cheng Wulang: "I will ask someone to settle the money for those workers, and give you two another one hundred taels of silver each.

Now, let’s put aside the labor affairs for the time being, and I have more important things to tell you to do.”

"Hayi!" Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang paused his head and said, "Please give me the order!"

Yang Shaofeng said: "Lead the way for the Ming cavalry, find Xichenghou Guishan, and come to see me with his head."

Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang's body trembled, but he still did not get up, but knelt on the ground and responded respectfully: "Hayi!"

Yang Shaofeng said with a smile: "Why, don't you ask me why I wanted to kill Houguishan, and don't worry if I will be killed by Houguishan?"

Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang still knelt on the ground, not even thinking of raising his head: "Taijun's mind is not something that we slaves can guess."

Yang Shaofeng nodded, regardless of whether Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang could see his face, and his tone of his speech was filled with praise: "Go. Do your business with all your heart and do your business with all your heart. I will not treat you badly."

Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Ge Cheng Wulang said again, then knelt down and took a few steps back, then slowly got up, and retreated out of the tent.

As soon as the two of them left, Zhu Zhanji laughed and pointed at Yang Shaofeng and said, "Taijun?Taijun? When did you become a woman?"

Yang Shaofeng said with a dark face: "Shut up! The so-called Taijun of the Japanese slave refers to the meaning of the adults. The Japanese slaves do not speak human words, and these two people who can speak a few human words are also half-hearted!"

Zhu Zhanji endured it for a long time and finally couldn't help it. He laughed wildly: "Sir? When did you have these two sons?"

"You silly!" Yang Shaofeng, who could not bear it, simply cursed: "What they mean by adults is not the father, but the officials with higher status than them!"

Zhu Zhanji continued to laugh: "Taijun? Sir? Haha!"

Yang Shaofeng simply stood up, shook his sleeves, and said, "Stay laughing, I'll go find Xue Bin."

...

"Damn it turns out that there is winter in Japan, and the snow is even bigger than that in Shuntian Prefecture."

Looking at

Xue Bin tightened his skin tightly, turned his head to look at Wu Ying who had just spoken and said, "Donkey is quite stupid, but it is rare to be as stupid as you."

Wu Ying said dissatisfiedly: "Nonsense! Why am I stupid?"

Xue Bin laughed and said, "Why can't Japan have winter? In the Ming Dynasty, Japan's location should be much different from Shuntian Prefecture. It is not like the places in Lingnan in the south, so there will naturally be winter."

Wu Ying snorted and said, "When will Shuntian Mansion be as warm as Lingnan, I will stay in Shuntian Mansion and not come out. Any laborers in Japan will die wherever I love you."

After taking a look at the Erlang Zheng Cheng of Cheng Erlang and Erlang Zheng Cheng Wulang who were leading the way, Wu Ying couldn't help but feel a little envious: "Look at them, they are really resistant to freezing, even more resistant to freezing than us."

Xue Bin ignored Wu Ying, but instead ordered people to take out two sets of thicker clothes, called Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang and Zheng Ge Cheng Wulang, and ordered: "Isn't it cold to wear these clothes?"

Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang bowed and said, "Thank you, Taijun! The villain is used to it."

As he said that, Erlang Zheng and Erlang Zheng Zheng were not polite. They quickly changed their clothes, and then whispered: "Water is not as good as the Ming Dynasty, and we Japanese people are not as good as the people of the Ming Dynasty. The so-called anti-freeze is just because there are not so many clothes to wear. In the past, we gradually got used to it."

Xue Bin nodded and asked, "Is this the case for ordinary Japanese people?"

Zheng Ge Cheng Erlang said: "Except for protecting nobles like Daming, almost all Japanese people are like this. Taijun doesn't know that Japanese people even have a luxury to eat a full meal, so how dare they imagine warm clothes?"

Xue Bin nodded again, just signaling the two of them to lead the way, and then stopped talking, and didn't know what was thinking in his head.

Wu Ying looked at Xue Bin for a long time and couldn't help but want to tease him: "What's wrong? Do you feel sorry for the Japanese?"

Xue Bin glared at Wu Ying, then pointed to the three thousand cavalry following behind him, and whispered: "I'm sorry for the Japanese because I've kicked my head out of my mind!

What I think of is them, these are from the Tatars, Oirat and the three guards of the Duoyan. Look at what they wear, and look at what the Japanese are wearing."

"What's wrong?" Wu Ying was a little confused: "They are them, and the Japanese slaves are Japanese slaves. Is that the same thing?"

Xue Bin shook his head, not thinking about Wu Ying: "If there were no border city and if there were no surrender to the Ming Dynasty, what would we be like now?"

Wu Ying couldn't help but mocked, "Your head is really broken. Who are we now? You are Yongshun Bo of the Ming Dynasty, I am Duke Qu, what we need to consider is the people of the Ming Dynasty, not these Japanese slaves."

Xue Bin doesn't want to pay attention to Wu Ying even more.

But Wu Kezhong came over and said, "Governor Xue is planning to use gentle means to these Japanese slaves?"

Xue Bin shook his head and said, "It's not that troublesome. The people of the Ming Dynasty were used to these things, but the Japanese slaves were used to them, they had never even seen the knowledge. If they gave them two points of sweetness, wouldn't they have to sacrifice their lives to work?"
Chapter completed!