Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Everyone's eyes lit up: "It's the Xie family!"

"Do you think anyone can go? You don't even consider whether they want you or not! Think about the food of the Blackstone Guards. I saw them on the ship a few days ago." The man swallowed his saliva with envy.

The eyes of the woman squatting next to him lit up. She had wanted to save some money to buy some fish and meat for Douhuaer.

"But I haven't seen anyone selling fish and meat in Dongcheng in the past few days!" someone replied.

"The Blackstone Guards have been recruiting soldiers these past two days!"

Some people began to get interested: "Recruiting soldiers? Can I sign up?" They had never heard of any other soldiers receiving such treatment as the Blackstone Guards.

"Don't even think about it. That's recruiting from within the military household, and we only want boys between 14 and 18 years old." Tsk tsk, these conditions are really strict.

The sun slowly rose higher amid the sound of people chatting and talking. For some reason, there were so many people at Dongjiekou today.

The woman waited at the foot of the wall and did not move all morning. Looking at the increasing number of young men looking for work in the shack, the woman seemed to be thinking about something.

Soon the manager of the refugee camp came out with a few people, carrying tables and chairs, and placed them at the street corner. Several pieces of paper were pasted on the wall behind them.

Seeing this, everyone rushed over and helped to lay the floor. Those who couldn't help stood aside and looked at the notice on the wall eagerly.

"Okay, ah! Stand still and listen to me." Everyone was familiar with the steward. He was a little gray-clothed man a few months ago, but after Jia Da and several others disappeared, he was promoted to steward.

Responsible for the collection of tools and various affairs in the refugee camp.

"The Xie family wants to build a mine at the foot of the Black Mountain. They are now hiring people to build a mine and various craftsmen. Everyone can see if there is anyone suitable for you. Don't worry, I will read them one by one."

The steward had a smile on his face and spoke slowly and calmly. As soon as these words came out, everyone was immediately excited.

"How many people will the treasurer recruit this time?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"To Asiku, how many days of work will you have to do this time? Will food be provided?" This is the issue they are most concerned about.

"Alright, everyone, be quiet. This is the property of the Second House Lady! Listen to me one by one."

"Oh!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that it was under the name of the female monarch. It was because the second branch of the Xie family was recruiting workers and had always had a good reputation.

He never delays paying wages and even gives workers a meal when they encounter heavy work. He is a very conscientious host.

The crowd then quieted down and formed a circle in an orderly manner.

"We are now hiring 50 laborers, with priority given to those who have built dugouts, 20 carpenters, 10 cooks, 10 handymen, and miners..."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked. "It looks like a lot of people are needed! Just those who cook for the miners and build houses for them will take nearly a hundred people." They couldn't help but have some expectations for the miners.

If you say that miners are poorly treated, you have to hire ten people to cook for you. How bad can the treatment be?

The wooden carriage not far from the city gate was made of dark wood, but the roof and curtains were made of blue-gray brocade. A wooden sign with the word "You" hung on the corner of the carriage. The whole thing looked gray and inconspicuous.

Sandalwood incense was curling in the car. On the snow fox fur blanket, a young man was leaning against the corner of the table, holding a palm-sized teapot and listening to the treasurer reading the recruitment notice.

After hearing what happened next, he lifted a corner of the curtain with some surprise, and saw that the refugees quickly lined up in a queue and politely made way for the exit from the city.

The same was true for the team of women next to them. They were out doing business all year round. During this period, they heard that something big had happened at home, so they rushed back near the end of the year. They didn't expect to be blocked when they arrived at the city gate.

But he was not in a hurry at all. He was used to it because he encountered this kind of situation of refugees blocking the door eight out of ten times in other cities.

"Sir, the city gate is open. Should we go in?" the coachman asked in a low voice.

"Yeah!" he said in a flat tone.

The ordinary-looking carriage followed the team forward, and the voices of the villagers could be heard from time to time.

"Hey! The construction over at Black Stone Mountain is about to start. Can I take my vegetables there to sell next time?" said an old man carrying a load on his shoulder, with a gleam in his eyes.

"It should be possible! That's enough food for thousands of people, and the journey is much closer than going to the city."

"Of course not! Hey? Old man, you are carrying heavy objects, so you should take the cargo lane over there. It's faster than the one we are on!" a young man reminded.

The old man carrying the load changed his expression slightly, but he did not move. The young man understood and chuckled, "Don't worry, old man. We won't charge much for the goods."

"Really?" someone asked.

The young man said seriously: "Of course it is true. This is what the queen suggested." He pointed to the three gates that were artificially separated into the city, "The pedestrian path, the car path, and the cargo path." Only the cargo path is guarded by a special person and collects city taxes.

On this side, there was only a coin slot. After inserting a copper coin, the gate would open naturally. The guards in the sentry box a few meters away were watching lazily, just to prevent anyone from climbing over the barrier.

I can't even open my mouth, let alone charge more. Sorry, I can't reach it.

The guy collecting money at the cargo aisle also looked listless. There were fee scales posted on the wall, and under each scale there was a string of copper coins.

The charges vary according to the length and load of the vehicle. The only difference is that a horse-drawn carriage is two big coins more expensive than an ox-drawn carriage.

Such an open and transparent charging standard is an eye-opener for the new residents moving into the city.

The vegetable seller, looking at the few carts on the cargo lane, the long queue on the pedestrian lane, and the gate that was difficult for him to pass through with his load, hesitated for a long time and then picked up his shoulder pole and went to the cargo lane.

Anyway, it's a rare opportunity for him to come here, so he might as well listen to the young man and go to the city earlier so that he can sell his vegetables at a higher price.

He took two steps to the front of the aisle and looked around. There were people in front and behind, a woman carrying a small basket, and a man pulling a cart. Everyone looked calm, as if they really didn't want to charge more.

The cargo road was wide, with a tall horse-drawn carriage in front. The waiter handed over ten copper coins. The clerk who collected the money was sitting in the sentry box, holding the hanging rod in his hand and shaking it.

There was a notice on the wall next to it, which stated that the entry fee for a horse-drawn carriage carrying goods was ten coins. However, the clerk took a look at the scale shown on the land board next to it and got on the carriage. Not only did he not use the lane, he also prepared to pay for the truck.

As expected, what the adults said is right. Those who can ride in a carriage are rich people.

He rolled his eyes and pointed with his pole at the opposite wall. The standard fare for the carriage was eight copper coins. He then thrust it towards the waiter, signaling him to quickly take back the extra copper coins.