Chapter 109 Chen Zheng



After all, having better equipment not only makes it easier to save your life during a battle, but you can also run faster if you lose and loot more if you win. Money and other things are not as useful as equipment.

But this time when they left Qinghai, Wang Zheng would not let them take weapons and armor with them. This was an army of 100,000. If they were fully equipped and caused chaos, Wang Zheng would be dead.

As for the issue of weapons and armor after they arrived in Chang'an, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian would naturally figure it out.

Although Wang Zheng confiscated their weapons and armor, he did provide them with war horses, the standard configuration of one person riding two horses.

People's desire for sweets is an instinct. The more sweets you eat, the more energy your body has, and you will feel very happy.

There were very few sweets in ancient times. The Tang Dynasty was vast and rich in resources, and there were many fruits, maltose, and sugarcane syrups for people to taste sweetness. However, the Tibetans lived on a plateau, so let alone the above, even honey was pitifully scarce. After all, spring flowers only lasted for a short time.

The Yu Shui line now has not only a variety of fruits and sugarcanes, but also red and white sugars. The prices are not expensive, at least they are very cheap in the eyes of the Tibetans.

"My name is Kunsang, they are all my guards, just tell me anything you have."

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A guard came back happily and reported to Kun Sang: "A young boy's family needs a dozen helpers. Although we only have ten people, we should be able to handle it as long as we work hard."

As for the contract work, you go to the place where the work is to be done, and then we negotiate a price, and then we give the work to you. You just need to take the money after the work is done. Whether it is a loss or a profit in the end depends on your and my vision. "

I was not as lucky as my senior brother to be chosen by the master as his disciple. At that time, I was still young and playful, so my study was naturally not good enough. I couldn't even get a position as a farm manager.

Chen Zheng’s face flushed, and his carefree look just now was gone, his expression became a little awkward, but he still explained: “When I was a child, I studied under the teacher, and like Senior Brother Wu Yi, I didn’t have my own name.

After the gentleman learned about this, he did not blame us. He just said: Forget it since you have already chosen a name, and don't use the character Zheng in the future. After all, if so, everyone will be called Zheng, and it is not good to have too many people with the same name.

"Very good." Kun Sang nodded and asked, "What kind of work does his family need help with? How much is the salary? How long can they work?"

Kun Sang introduced himself, muttered the boy's name, and asked, "Chen Zheng, don't you Han people avoid taboos when naming? Why did you choose the same name as the steward?"

The young boy turned around and led the way, saying, "My name is Chen Zheng, what's your name?"

We were still young at that time and didn't know what it meant. The reason we named ourselves after the teacher was actually because we admired him. At that time, we were still in Jinli Beach, while the teacher was in Yuzhou.

"Commander Kunsang, I found something."

The young boy nodded and praised, "It's a wise choice. Don't worry, as long as you work hard, I won't treat you unfairly in terms of wages. After all, you are the people assigned by the master."

I chose my own name after I learned to read. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. When I chose my name, I named it after my teacher. At that time, there were several other students who also chose my teacher's name.

Commander Kunsang thought for a moment and asked, "What does it mean to be a god? What does it mean to be a contractor?"

This year, the steward conscripted 300,000 people to leave, but the number of people coming to help has not increased much compared to previous years. The increased number of people is not enough to keep up with the growth rate of the farm, so don't worry about having nothing to do.

So our names were decided. I remember there were dozens of people who chose the correct characters, including several with the surname Wang. "

At this price, not to mention ordinary Tibetan soldiers, even some Tibetan commanders would personally go into battle.

The commander who had a bloody mouth from eating sugarcane yesterday, went to work as a helper today with his guards. This guy was quite honest. Li Jingye originally wanted to lend him some money, but he refused. He would rather work as a helper and earn money than owe Li Jingye a favor.

I want it, but I have no money. I certainly don't dare to rob it. I certainly can't sell the war horse. After all, I will have to rely on the war horse to make a living and live a good life in the future. If I sell it now, what will I do after I go to Chang'an?

Kun Sang also nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's go to the ground and take a look first."

The guard was dumbfounded, shook his head, and said in a somewhat frustrated tone: "I didn't ask."

As for wages, that depends on your ability to do the work. We can go to the fields first and then talk about it. You can work all day or do it on a contract basis. No matter what you do, meals are provided, whether it's meat or vegetables. As long as you can eat, we will provide you with enough food."

Li Jingye proposed to let the Tibetans work as helpers. His original intention was to clear the road as soon as possible, but the Tibetans saw it as a way to earn money to buy sugar. The wages here are high, and they can get several kilograms of sugar for a day's work.

The young boy smiled and said, "I will pay you for one day's work. Let's agree on a price first, and then see how you do your job.

If it's okay, just keep doing it. If I'm not satisfied, I'll give you one day's pay and let you go. If you do well, I'll also show some appreciation at that time.

At this time, a young Han boy came over and said, "My family needs people to cut sugar cane, catch fish, prune and pick oranges, and trim trees. There are many things to do, anyway, there is enough for you to be busy.

Kun Sang found this even more incredible, "Doesn't that mean he has the same name as the chief steward?"

Chen Zheng nodded, sighed and said, "Those guys still don't want to change their names. Every time I see them, I want to beat them up."

In the space of a few words, the group had walked a distance. After climbing over a small hill, Chen Zheng pointed to a house with white walls and green tiles and said, "That's my price."

Then Chen Zheng drew a line in front of him and said, "From here to the large area over there, all these paddy fields, sugarcane forests, and fruit trees belong to me.

These things are not picked up for free, but earned by me through the knowledge I learned from the teacher over the years. All of these are accumulated bit by bit by me. "


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