Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 26 Just wait, I will help you change your name to Tian Wenjing!

Guangzong County, Shangbai.

"Was the weather this cold during the Little Ice Age?"

Lin Dao, wearing a Lei Feng hat, shook off the snow from his military coat. "It's March, and it's still snowing."

Looking up, the huge military camp was filled with swaying patches of military green.

Lin Dao took over all the inventory in the warehouse of Mr. Li, who runs a labor protection supplies business.

This was not enough, and many additional orders were placed.

Lin Dao's large order finally made Mr. Li well-off.

He was so enthusiastic and grateful that he insisted on taking Lin Dao out for a leisurely trip and almost let him stay there.

It’s impossible not to buy it.

The weather suddenly turned cold and the temperature dropped sharply.

It was just drizzling a few days ago, but now it has started snowing.

On cold nights, people living in dugouts could really freeze to death.

Even those who live in tents are at risk of frostbite.

Before the construction of the color steel prefabricated house is completed, military coats and military green quilts are essential items for keeping warm.

The feet made a crackling sound on the ground, leaving behind a series of footprints.

Lin Dao walked through the camp, checking for any unexpected situations.

“Most of the recent shipment orders from Overbearing President are sent to Africa.”

“African people are starting to get rich?”

Lin Dao was thinking about the warehouse goods in and out documents he recorded when he was working.

If he wants to bankrupt the domineering president, he must first find out where the company's business is done.

This makes it easier to carry out targeted interception.

As a warehouse manager, he can see all this information clearly.

Su Tongtong, who is at the company headquarters, has no access to this information.

Even if you ask indirectly, it will definitely not be as detailed as what is here in Lin Dao.

The thoughts in my mind were interrupted by a burst of noise and shouting.

Looking up, I saw a group of people fighting not far away.

It should be said that someone is being subjected to a one-sided beating.

"stop!"

Lin Dao shouted and walked over.

Sun Dalang and others who had been following him also held the hilts of their swords at their waists and quickly stepped forward to protect him.

"Lord~~~"

When everyone saw Lin Dao coming, they hurriedly saluted.

He glanced at the man lying on the ground groaning.

He was wearing a fur coat, not a military coat, which meant he was not from the camp.

Lin Dao did not lose his temper, but calmly asked, "Tell me clearly, what's going on?"

When encountering unexpected situations, you should first find out the cause of the matter and then make a decision and respond.

Instead of reversing the process and starting things right away.

"Reply to Master Lang."

Someone in the crowd stepped forward and said, "This person has ulterior motives. He even cursed that the cold weather and snow were the Master's fault."

"He also encouraged us to return to the fort, saying that at least there were houses there to keep out the cold."

Everyone spoke up and angrily accused the person who was beaten.

Zhou Shuren once said, "Although the poor are poor, they are not stupid."

There are indeed houses to live in in the dock.

But those dilapidated houses can't block much of the cold wind and snow.

They all knew that returning to the dock was equivalent to returning to their previous life.

What was life like in the dock before?
The military households had only corn porridge full of sand and stones to eat, and they only had one meal a day.

As for the family, they are lucky if they can drink a bowl of porridge a day.

What's even worse is that Marshal Baobi and his men also wanted to rob the military households of the rewards and travel expenses they received from the Lord.

In this era where food is life, how could the military households throw themselves into a den of wolves?

Really think they are stupid~~~
"I see."

Lin Dao nodded, took two steps forward and looked at the man lying on the ground. "Did Marshal Feng arrange for you to come here to recruit people?"

"Go back and tell Marshal Feng that I will no longer do business with him."

"If you do something like this again in the future, I will be furious."

He waved his hand, and a man came forward, carried the man away and threw him out of the fortress gate.

After dealing with this minor matter, Lin Dao continued to patrol the camp.

"The construction of prefabricated houses must be accelerated."

Looking at the rows of prefabricated houses under construction not far away, Lin Dao instructed Sun Dalang, "You will personally lead the team and supervise this matter."

As he spoke, Lin Dao looked up at the sky and said, "It will probably get even colder in a few days."

In the modern world, building a prefabricated house is as easy as building blocks, and it can be done as quickly as possible.

It might even be possible to build one in just a few minutes.

But here in Yonghe Space and Time, there are no large-scale equipment.

Secondly, the people doing the work have no relevant experience at all.

Thirdly, the weather conditions also affected the construction progress.

As the weather gets colder, the hiking trails can only be more intense.

"Don't worry, Master."

Sun Dalang nodded vigorously. "Those gluttons are more powerful than each other when they eat. If they don't work hard, I will not let them off!"

Those who built the prefabricated houses were mainly captured civilians from the Later Zhao army.

After interrogation, those who had done evil were beheaded, and the rest were locked up.

Although he was imprisoned, his treatment was better than when he was a laborer.

Not only are there three astonishing meals every day, but each meal is thin porridge that is not that thin.

There's even a dish of pickles for a bit of salt.

The civilians were so moved that they cried.

This is not the treatment of prisoners at all. They couldn't even eat this well and be this full when they were at home!
In Lin Dao's opinion, this food standard is far lower than that of the Tilanqiao Shanghai Finance Branch.

But in the eyes of people in Yonghe time and space, Lin Jiazhu is simply a living Bodhisattva.

If you follow Master Jia, you will have to eat nine meals in three days.

You can only survive if you have food to eat.

In this damned world, the greatest pursuit is to survive. Once the construction of the prefabricated houses began, the food and benefits were immediately improved.

Not only did they have steamed buns, rice, and corn porridge to eat, but they could even have a meal of cabbage and pork stew every day.

Pangu is above!

Is this the fairyland?
In fact, there is no need for Sun Dalang to keep an eye on it.

The laborers are already working very hard and with great dedication.

What limits the speed of construction is lack of experience and unskillfulness.

The construction of mobile homes in the camp was in full swing.

Lin Dao was not idle either.

In a simple factory building temporarily surrounded by cloth tents.

He was teaching how to use foot-operated sewing machines to hundreds of selected women from the beggar army, who were known for their intelligence and hard work.

“This isn’t difficult~”

"Step on this pedal and move it back and forth~"

"This is where the needle falls~"

"Put the cloth here~"

"Remember to thread and adjust the line~"

"Start with straight lines, then learn curves and corners."

"~~~"

Lin Dao himself just did some intensive study.

Mainly watching videos and reading materials.

What he taught was only learned reluctantly.

Fortunately, the women all studied very hard and seriously.

His attitude towards learning is no less than that of a senior high school student.

These foot-operated sewing machines have long become antiques in modern times.

But here in Yonghe Time and Space, this is undoubtedly a divine artifact.

When Lin Dao finally sewed out a so-called dress that was longer in front and shorter in the back and was crooked, all the women burst into uncontrollable exclamations.

It's really amazing!
"okay."

Lin Dao stood up and said, "I'll give you one week or seven days to become proficient in the operation."

"After that, you will also serve as masters, each of you taking on a few apprentices to teach."

"As for the specific work."

Lin Dao took out the pattern diagram and the breakdown diagram and said, "First, cut the fabric. There are markings on it. Cut according to the lines."

"Then use this sewing machine to make the pattern on the drawing."

"As for the treatment."

“Three meals are provided during work.”

“Afterwards, they will be judged based on the quality and quantity of the finished product, and you can take the remaining fabric home.”

There was no mention of wages at all.

It’s not that Lin Dao didn’t mention it, but that the women didn’t mention it.

Nowadays, there are many people who are willing to sell their bodies, lives and entire families for a meal.

Moreover, under the disgusting master-apprentice system of ancient times, working for a master for ten years for free was considered a small amount.

Still want wages?
I'm afraid he drank too much corn porridge and burned his brain.

Looking at the women sitting in front of the sewing machines and working, the sound of the wheels turning filled my ears.

Lin Dao put his hands in his sleeves, and the image of the domineering CEO with the typical capitalist demeanor emerged in his mind.

"Business is shifting to the African clothing market, right?"

"Even if I have to lose money to gain publicity, I will intercept all your orders!"

"Just wait, I'll help you change your name to Tian Wenjing then!"

It's noon.

"It's time for dinner~~~"

With the loud shouts of the cooks, the whole camp seemed to be boiling.

Men and women.

Young, strong, old and young.

Beggars, refugees, prisoners and everyone else.

They all put down their work and gathered together for lunch.

"Not bad. Knowing how to queue is progress."

Seeing that everyone was queuing up in an orderly manner to get their meals, Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction.

Queuing for food is not a natural skill.

This was learned on their own initiative after many people lost the right to eat and went hungry because of the competition.

You can skip the queue, but then you won’t get to eat.

Just like what Runtu said, "People can't teach people, but things can teach people."

Because you don’t queue up, you will go hungry and can only watch others eat in front of you.

You will definitely learn it by the next meal.

"Master Lang."

Jinlian, wearing a military coat with only half of her head exposed, trotted over.

"The food is ready, please enjoy your meal, my dear."

Back in the big tent, Lin Dao's main team in Yonghe Time and Space, except for Sun Dalang who was watching outside, were already waiting there.

Two female secretaries and a dozen clerks assisting them.

Qin Lang, who was mainly responsible for managing the military households, and a dozen middle-level captains with humble backgrounds and small surnames.

There is also Liu Hu, whose figure is as big as an iron tower.

It was Liu Hu, the team leader from Chen Shuaiwu Fort, who beheaded seven levels of Jiehu people alone when receiving the reward.

When Sun Dalang went to recruit Liu Hu, he was rejected by him.

Liu Hu said that he is not a person who would betray his master when he sees benefits.

But a dramatic scene occurred.

Liu Hu, who was returning to the fort with a large amount of rewards and supplies, was robbed by Chen Bishuai.

Not only was the reward he fought for with his life stolen, but Liu Hu was also beaten and humiliated by Chen Bishuai's relatives.

"You're a peasant from a military household. You have good things but don't know how to pay tribute. You don't know the rules at all!"

"If you do it again, you'll be in trouble!"

(End of this chapter)