“The text above is actually an advertisement!”
"Advertisement?" Emperor Jing looked at Fang Zhengyi in confusion.
"It's just a signboard, a publicity."
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "In fact, the treasury did not spend a penny on all the projects in the city, but these merchants were the ones who enthusiastically built them."
"The exchange is that we can advertise on the road, and the maintenance for the next fifty years will be handed over to the merchants."
Emperor Jing looked at the paved road in the distance and murmured, "So that's how it is."
Although there are many advertisements on the road, they do not seem complicated.
Before the construction, Fang Zhengyi called a meeting to discuss the matter.
Even when putting up advertisements on the road, they must be built in an orderly and aesthetic manner.
Moreover, before construction begins, sketches must be submitted to the government and reviewed.
The road surface is quite nice, and not only did I not spend any money, I actually made money.
Emperor Jing listened and nodded repeatedly, naturally without any dissatisfaction.
After looking at the road, Emperor Jing turned to look at the workers not far away and walked forward.
I randomly picked a worker and asked, "What's your name?"
Chen Siwu, who was working on the ground with his head down, raised his head with an honest look when he heard someone asking him questions.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Fang Zhengyi standing next to Emperor Jing.
He was surprised and said, "Master Fang!? I am Chen Siwu, nice to meet you, Master Fang!"
Fang Zheng couldn't help but smile when he saw that he still recognized him: "Chen Siwu, this gentleman is my honored guest. Just answer whatever he asks! Don't be afraid."
Chen Siwu nodded, his eyes rolling around, looking at Emperor Jing.
This person is obviously of very distinguished status and is valued by Lord Fang, so I have to perform well.
Emperor Jing thought about the question and asked, "Don't be nervous. How much do you make every month?"
"Two taels of silver."
The surrounding workers glared at him!
Everyone has one penny! You have two pennies? Do you still have any shame?
Chen Siwu did not lie. Workers were generally not allowed to talk about monthly wages.
He really was paid two cents a month, and because he was a skilled laborer, his wages were negotiated to be higher than others, even though they were doing the same work.
"Are you tired from working every day? How is your rest? Tell me the truth."
Chen Siwu shuddered: "Tired! I'm so tired!"
Fang Zhengyi: "......"
"Hiss! Didn't your employer set the working hours for you, as well as the time for holidays? Didn't your employer strictly enforce it?"
Chen Siwu said aggrievedly, "Yes! It was executed! But they said they would give me a day off, so I can continue to work, and the extra work will be counted together, and I will be given a long vacation!"
Fang Zheng asked hurriedly: "Is the long vacation over?"
"It's almost time, it's almost time. The boss said we'll have a holiday at the end of the month. If you work during the holiday, you can get an extra ten cents a day. It's all voluntary."
Fang Zheng's expression lightened up a little.
That's okay, except that ten cents is a little short.
But it’s all voluntary, can you stop workers from earning overtime pay?
All you have to do is check whether the merchants are deceiving the workers. There is no way to enforce mandatory regulations on salary levels now.
Emperor Jing continued to ask: "Where do you usually eat and how is the food?"
Chen Siwu said quickly, "We usually eat at the construction site. There is a shed not far from here. They will deliver food to us at mealtime! It's delicious!"
Then he ran to the side, took out a wooden lunch box, opened the lid and showed it to Emperor Jing: "Look, my lord, this is the meal I had today."
Emperor Jing took a look and saw a lot of boiled vegetables, two slices of half fat and half lean meat, and a small piece of pickled cabbage.
It looks good. It would be great if we could eat this while marching or fighting.
Emperor Jing nodded with satisfaction.
Chen Siwu licked his lips and glanced at Fang Zhengyi secretly. The master seemed to be anxious because he had said the wrong thing just now. He should make up a lie to say something nicer.
Then he curled his lips and said, "Oh, it's just that I eat fatty meat every day and get irritated!"
"???"
Chen Siwu suddenly said this, and Emperor Jing and Guo Tianyang were both stunned.
Are all the disaster victims in Jianjiang Prefecture like this? Did they get irritated by eating too much?
When the workers around him heard Chen Siwu speak, they all glared at him again.
Damn it! There's a scab among the people. You've just had a good meal for two days and now you're getting cocky when you see a high-ranking official?
Chen Siwu, this bastard, let’s give him a beating when we get back to the dormitory!
Emperor Jing naturally saw all of this, but his expression remained calm.
Fang Zheng was so happy that he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
What a talent! There is a hidden talent in this small construction site!
It's rare, it's rare! You didn't have a script and you performed well!
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Chen Siwu lowered his head in shame.
Emperor Jing then asked, "Is this lunch box free?"
"Yes, it's free, two meals a day."
Emperor Jing turned to Fang Zhengyi and whispered, "Prepare one for me. Haha, I want to try a box lunch that can make people get angry."
Fang Zhengyi smiled awkwardly.
He leaned over and took Chen Siwu's lunch box and asked, "Is there any food left in the shed?"
"Yes, but... the second one will cost money." Chen Siwu felt a little uncomfortable after saying this, and quickly added: "But it's not expensive! If you want it, you can take it, and I'll buy another one."
Fang Zheng took out a large banknote from his sleeve with a ghostly movement and stuffed it into Chen Siwu's sleeve.
He whispered in her ear: "Take the banknotes and don't make any noise!"
Having said that, he stood up and walked to the side of Emperor Jing.
Chen Siwu reached out and touched the silver bills in his sleeve, and was stunned for a moment, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
When Emperor Jing saw Fang Zhengyi taking Chen Siwu's lunch box, he frowned and said, "What did you take away from him to eat? Give it back."
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