When the beach is cloudy in summer, the sea breeze brings the tide of the sea. The closer you are to the beach, the more uncomfortable your skin will be. Even if you don’t do any exercise, you will feel stuffy and it will come out of your body. The sweat that comes is hot to the outside, and you will find it cold when you touch your arm with your hand.
At this time, the best way to cool off is to take a shower with warm water. Never use cold water. One person is easy to get sick, and the other will feel hotter after this energy. If the conditions at home allow, then dig A swimming pool, convenient and fast, plunge in and out again, it’s cool.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were repeating this action. It's good to have an artesian well. After a flood, I don't know what kind of changes have taken place in the ground. The water in the artesian well can spew out more than one foot high.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan didn’t go into this phenomenon. Instead, they used this fountain to build a large pool. They even saved the swimming pool. They dug a river to connect with the river three miles away. No one opposed it. Compared with the original history of stone thorns, it can be described as a world of difference.
In the whole mansion, in addition to the office area in front, two people at the back asked craftsmen to design a garden. There are two bamboo buildings standing there, and there are ponds, small lakes, and various pavilions in the surrounding area. In the corridors and ditches, some fish were raised and flowers were planted.
People who are not long here will get lost when they enter this garden. Unfortunately, there are not so many farmers who come to play. Even if the door at the back of the mansion is opened and a notice is posted for the children of the people to come and play, no one will come.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan worked hard to design an original yard into a children’s playground with small wooden houses, slides, swings, seesaws, and water carousels, but because no one came over, it turned into a decoration, only the eldest child, Li Xun. It's okay to run over and play from start to finish.
Then the three of them sat in the pool less than two feet deep with big eyes and small eyes staring at the fake fish carved in wood.
At noon today, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan finally couldn't bear this sultry day. They looked like it was raining. There was still no wind. For the whole morning, a drop of rain did not fall. They were too close to the beach. The body was damp and sticky, so people kept the door outside the fountain and jumped in to soak up.
The groundwater is different. It is so cold that it will come out to warm up after a while. It feels a bit addictive.
"It's been two days. Qi Dong has been locked up for two days. After a while, he will go for three days. He has been drinking water. Do you need to send him something to eat? He should be uncomfortable today, too."
Wang Juan finally didn't feel bored anymore, shaking his wet hair to remind Zhang Xiaobao.
"No hurry, check it out tomorrow. If you still can’t figure out what to do, just give him something to eat. Give him a bun a day. I think it’s almost the same. What’s the reaction of Liu Shaoqing and the four of them? Ask."
Zhang Xiaobao estimated that if Qi Dong had enough water, he would not commit suicide, and he would not die for a while. On the contrary, he was more concerned about Liu Shaoqing and the four people. He hasn't got the information today and I don't know how the split plan is going.
After the two people's hair was almost dry, the person who went to inquire about the information finally came over.
"Little son, little lady, nothing happened. The four of them have been in their own homes for the past two days. Although they are close to each other, they have no contact. The subordinates in their family seem to be honest, even if they meet every day. , It’s just silent, and didn’t fight."
The person who sniffed the news came back and reported it.
Hearing this news, Zhang Xiaobao was satisfied, and said, "Stable is good, otherwise the fight will be released again, and the accumulated hatred will be released. Small conflicts are easy to resolve. Only when the backlog reaches a certain level, will it be out of control. , Continue to the next step."
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Liu Shaoqing is still in a distressed situation. The people under his team have tried their best to catch shrimps, but the number is far from enough. There are only a hundred jars. If they can get all the shrimp caught by the other three, it may be almost the same. , But now Zhang Zhong has people spreading the word about collecting a jar of shrimp paste.
There happened to be a jar in the home of those ten common people. The money was changed in the past. The four families were all catching shrimp and waiting to sell them. Originally, I planned to see if any common people also caught shrimp and collected them at a higher price. All the people are busy, some are digging rivers, some are building houses, and some fishermen have joined Zhang's fishing business.
There are less than 20 days, even if it is artificial heating, it will take such a long time. If there are no shrimps, just wait for the time to lose money.
"It was to gather for profit, so why not complain for profit? He is rich and wealthy, but if he doesn't have any advantage, he will leave. Hey... A good method, Zhang Zhong, Zhang Zhong, a good method of separation, I have clearly seen it, but he hides. But go.” Liu Shaoqing sat there, not knowing whether it was the gloomy weather that made him feel bad, or suddenly wanted to drive, muttering a few words to herself.
Not only did he understand, but Cao Herui also knew that this was Zhang Zhong’s strategy, but even if he knew the divorce plan, in order to pay off the debt earlier, he had to jump into the trap, a jar of shrimp paste ten thousand dollars, how? Can you not earn it
When Cao Herui found a reason for his betrayal, he felt better.
"Master, sir, good news, sir, the price of shrimp paste has risen again. The people from the Zhang family came out and said, 15 pennies for a jar of shrimp paste, and the'pickled vegetable shop' will collect enough for a thousand jars, sir, hurry up. do it."
Cao Herui's servant rushed in and happily talked about what he had just seen to the master sitting in the yard who had just improved.
"Fifteen pens? Let those thirty people who only know about drinking do things for me. Can't delay." Cao Herui's heart was beaten up by the news. The rhythm was a bit fast and a little unstable. He knew those three. The ten people in Zhang's family ate deliciously and seldom went to help with things.
It doesn’t work at this time. Money, time is money. The Zhang family pays a lot of money. It’s really a good job. One person can make two jars with one person’s wages a day, and one thousand jars will be collected. This promise is given. For the sake of fame, the Zhang family will not regret it.
Thirty people are sixty jars a day, and six hundred jars in ten days. How much is that? Nine thousand Guans, all the money has been paid back, and there is still a surplus.
The subordinate ran over in a hurry, got the order and left in a hurry.
The news of the fifteen-can-one jar was released, and some people were also tempted. They wanted to catch shrimps and make shrimp paste in their spare time. But Zhang Zhong posted another notice on the sea wall to prevent typhoons. The coming tide washed away the houses.
Among the people in the choice between money and Zhang Zhong, most people finally chose Zhang Zhong, and only a few chose money. When it was their turn to work, they didn’t work hard and waited for a break. Just go catch shrimp.
For two consecutive days, a small group of people did not work hard, which made Zhang Zhong a little sad. He paid so much for Luzhou. Without being forced, what he said could not compare with the money. People who have just ruined their homes, and people who don't want disaster.
"This is human nature. Never think of others as they should be. Who will blame others? This sign is a touchstone, um, heaven and hell, between thoughts, when you choose, you are doomed to end. Those who don’t work hard, don’t use them from tomorrow on. Let’s catch shrimps."
Zhang Xiaobao didn't look sad at all after he got the news. He just felt sad for those people. Fifteen bottles of shrimp paste, lobster? Waiting for the pie to fall from the sky.
Wang Juan also feels unworthy for those who choose to catch shrimps. There are no fifteen tongs, they are all deceptive things. They are purchased outside of the pickling shop. The fishery has already done almost the same. Many people think that the pickling The production line belongs to the Zhang family, and the fishing company belongs to the Zhang family. The shrimp paste collected is not from the Zhang family.
It’s too naive. All industries participate in each other’s shares and settle accounts separately. Even if that’s not the case, just find someone to buy the shrimp paste from the fishing company, and then resell it to the pickling shop, that is, there are a thousand jars outside, and we should cry at that time. I’m crying, I’m supposed to laugh, and I can see all the different things in life again.
"The wind does not blow, the leaves fall, the water does not flow, the fish live, the heart is not calm, it is useless, the sky is overcast and there are many clouds." Wang Juan is a little bit thinking about the Zhuangzi of King Zhang's family, and there is not too much trouble there. The dealers listened to the master's words every time they chose, and the master never let them down.
"Help, help."
"Boom Boom"
"I know how to do it, help."
"Boom Boom"
"Huh? Xiaobao, did you hear anything?" Wang Juan suddenly heard someone calling for help.
"I heard it, where Qi Dong smashed the door, he wanted to understand, go, and ask him what he knows." Zhang Xiaobao closed Qi Dong for nearly five days, and finally heard the movement, pulling Wang Juan towards there. .
"Should I call a guard?" Wang Juan was afraid that Qi Dong would suddenly attack him.
Zhang Xiaobao waved his hand. "Let’s go, no need to call the guard. He ate a steamed bun at noon yesterday and has been drinking water for the past few days. Who is he? Without salt, a steamed bun can recover. His feet are still tied. ."
"Help, I know what to do, and I can do what I want to do. It's okay to keep false accounts. I can't stand it anymore."
When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan came outside the wood house, they heard Qi Dong's voice that had become feeble.
"Don't even say, he is so smart, he can do whatever he knows to do." Wang Juan boasted.
Zhang Xiaobao laughed twice, "How many people are fools who can try their best to make false accounts? Have a good chat with him."
Two people stood outside the door of the firewood house. Qi Dong inside found that the crack in the door was dark, and looked outside with one eye, and immediately said happily: "Little son, little lady, quickly tell the adults, I understand what an adult means. Yes, I am obedient."