Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

As soon as the gong struck at 3 p.m., the sound of footsteps could be heard on the bluestone pavement of Yongxin Street.

With the experience of passing through three passes and nine dangers before, and with soldiers as guards, and Zhou Zhengkun having already informed all the sentries in advance, the team from Xiaofengzhuang moved at a lightning speed and finally entered the city before sunset and arrived at this desolate street.

Yongxin Street was once a prosperous commercial street, but it was turned into ruins by a fire three years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that Sect Leader Huo and his guys felt that one market was not enough and tried to expand it further, they would not have thought of this ghost market-like area.

But apart from that, Yongxin Street is not too remote, and the area of ​​the street is not small. If it is renovated carefully, it is not impossible to regain its former vitality.

But in the past three years, this place seems to have been selectively forgotten by those officials. This shows how lazy the officials in this county city are.

This time when she went to the city, Aunt Liu specially changed into new shoes.

But when her shoes stepped through the sewage pit, the smell of rotten wood surged from under her feet, making her mood, which had already been bumpy all the way, even worse.

Looking around, the half-tilted and tattered signboard creaked in the wind, revealing the spider webs entwined between the rafters.

Aunt Liu looked around and found everything displeasing. She couldn't help but grumble in a low voice, "This... can this be called a market? It's not even as good as the market in Qingshan County..."

"Don't talk nonsense. There is no market town in Qingshan County now. Don't look at this market town as dilapidated now. But in the hands of the owner, it will definitely be transformed into something magical." Old Wei had sharp ears. When he heard what Aunt Liu said, he immediately refuted her.

"Yes, yes, the boss is very capable, so of course I believe him."

Aunt Liu smiled awkwardly, feeling that she had spoken out of turn.

She has been with her boss for so long, so naturally she trusts him unconditionally.

But this dilapidated market is going to open to welcome customers tomorrow, and she feels at a loss as to where to start.

Everyone quickly walked into the market area, and then organized themselves under the supervision of the consuls. Just when everyone had just taken a breath, Shen Wanwu walked quickly over with a thick stack of drawings.

"The streets of Fangshi need to be renovated, expanded, and pavements renovated. Everything needs to be renovated. In addition to renovation, guardrails and crossbars need to be built, and the overall decoration needs to be arranged. In short, everything from the archways and plaques to the cracks in the walls and gutters needs to be renovated. Nothing can be done casually."

The consuls took the drawings back, and everyone felt their scalps tingling when they saw them.

This is quite a lot of work, I'm afraid I'll have to work all night.

It would be hard for anyone to bear the long journey and then have to work at such a high intensity.

"The boss sympathizes with everyone's hard work. Starting immediately, everyone's wages will be tripled according to overtime calculations. Do you have any questions?"

Shen Wanwu's next words directly shattered the hard work in everyone's hearts, and everyone's eyes lit up.

"It's just an all-nighter, isn't it? I'm not afraid of the dark!"

"Suddenly my hands were itching, so I wanted to find something to do."

"The boss is so generous! I'm going all out!"

Everyone was talking at once, obviously excited about the triple wages.

Not far away, Chen Changfan, who was observing the situation in the accounting office, twitched the corner of his mouth.

As expected, as long as you give enough money, any difficulty can be overcome.

It’s a pity that the bosses in the previous life didn’t have the awareness that Chen Changfan has now. Not to mention triple pay for overtime, they wouldn’t even let you ask for overtime.

Once something goes wrong, they will just brush it off with a perfunctory response like "employees are working overtime voluntarily."

Or they vigorously instill in employees a sense of "ownership" and "sense of corporate mission". To put it bluntly, what do employees work for? Isn't it money?

If you ask me to work overtime, I will complain. But if you give me triple the salary, I will be full of energy.

A simple triple salary can solve the problem immediately. This is the power of money.

Now the cash in Xiaofengzhuang has exceeded one million taels. This is due to the returns from Shen Wanwu's financial management, but more importantly, it is due to Chen Changfan's mediation, signing of large orders, and harvesting of large customers.

He is already a traffic cash king worth millions, and any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

While Chen Changfan was still complaining, everyone else had already gotten busy.

……

“Three hours.”

Hu, the bricklayer, stepped on a cracked brick with his thousand-layer soles. "I want this main street to be a smooth thoroughfare. Even a blind man can't trip over it."

Hu the bricklayer's throat rolled, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as he gripped the trowel, and he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Young and old men! Apply the glutinous rice mortar!"

Whoohoo!

Seven or eight blacksmith furnaces were lined up along the street. Blacksmith Han had his muscular upper body bare, and his bronze skin shone with a metallic luster under the reflection of the fire.

He swung the octagonal hammer and smashed it against the red-hot iron bar. Sparks flew like a torrential rain, splashing onto the strangely shaped bronze gate.

"Add another 30% charcoal!"

Han the blacksmith's roar mixed with the clanging of hammers. "This gate must be able to stop the cattle!"

Although I don't know what this so-called turnstile is used for, since it is the boss's order, I must complete it with quality and quantity.

Not far away, blacksmiths bent and wove iron wires into rice-basket-like iron frames.

The carpenters assigned some people to install wheels on the iron frames, which attracted strange looks from onlookers.

"What new thing has the boss designed?"

From what they were talking about, it seemed to be called something like "wheelbarrow".

But in the eyes of blacksmith Han, this cart is different from the common wheelbarrow. The wheelbarrow has only one wheel and requires certain skills. It will overturn if you are not careful. The wheelbarrow is light and not picky about the road. If a person can pass, the wheelbarrow can also pass.

In his opinion, the four-wheeled cart was really useless. He could imagine that it was designed by his boss, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Some carpenters built carts and shelves, while others shaped doors and windows and planes tables.

Some workers also brought large pieces of glass into the house.

Even the slowest-witted person would realize at this moment that the market opened by the boss was probably different from others.

At the west end of the market town, Du Qinniang and thirty-six embroiderers stood in a row.

She raised her bare hands lightly and cut large pieces of bright red cloth into two-foot lengths. With a flick of her arm, the red cloth was spread flat and neatly on the shop, looking festive.

"Cover the renovated shop floor with red cloth and arrange the fabrics neatly by pattern, texture, and price. Oh, and put out the down jackets we've made, too. The boss has instructed us to put a flower basket next to them, with a note stating that they're ordered by Mr. Jin Qiuyue."

The embroiderers nodded in agreement.

As she spoke, Du Qiniang seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and pointed her finger directly at the market archway: "If there is still enough red cloth, hang it all on the beams! Make sure it is hanging down so that merchants can see it when they raise their eyes!"

Chen Changfan stood on the makeshift watchtower, his charcoal pencil moving rapidly across the parchment.

He suddenly paused and shouted, "Old Shen! Leave three feet of space at the corner of East Third Street! This needs to be used as a parking space."

Although Shen Wanwu didn't understand what a parking space was, he still followed the order and gave instructions immediately.

After issuing one order after another, Chen Changfan finally stopped writing. On his paper, the prototype of an ancient supermarket had already appeared.

"If time wasn't so tight, I'd really like to build the passages in this market like a maze. That way, I could make money faster."

He thought of a business simulation game he had played in his previous life.

He once tried to play the role of a well-meaning mayor.

As long as the roads are built more complicated, more toll booths can be set up to collect fees. If citizens choose not to drive but take the bus, the parking fees and bus tickets can be increased.

The same principle applies to opening a supermarket.

Every extra second a customer stays in the supermarket, the more they spend. He forgot how much, but he tried to make the supermarket look like a maze.

……

At three quarters past the hour of You, dozens of glass hurricane-proof lanterns lit up one after another, illuminating the busy figures on the street.

Hu, the bricklayer, covered in mud, half-knelt on the bluestone slab, tapping the newly laid blue bricks with the back of his hand. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I know there are no hollows by the sound. Once this road is paved, we won't be afraid of any heavy carriage running over it."

The main street was paved and the masons were busy reinforcing the wall. If a pickpocket slipped in through the hole in the wall, it would be no joke.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of tiles clicking in the dark, and the young bricklayer was stunned.

But it was just a slight sound, and there was no other movement except for the cat's meow.

The young bricklayer cursed himself for being a coward, but he cursed: "It's not even spring yet and it's already making trouble for the cat. This beast should be castrated."

Just now, a dark shadow poked its head out from the thatched pile in the northeast corner of the market town, and then it heard the humming of a bowstring. The dark shadow fell back into the thatched pile and disappeared without a sound.

On a secret sentry post in the distance, a well-hidden archer smoothed the trembling bowstring and awkwardly imitated a cat's meow, signaling to other sentries that the crisis here was temporarily resolved.

"Did you see clearly? Under the black clothes, they seem to be wearing a red coat. They must be the children of Sect Leader Huo, there is no doubt about it."

“That’s the seventh one.”

"Come on, if you dare, come on, I haven't had enough killing yet."

After the bandits in Qingshan County were wiped out, these soldiers became more and more eager to kill. Now that they had such a chance to kill the enemy, they were as excited as night owls.

That night, the market town was brightly lit, and everyone was working busily. However, the darkness and coldness outside the street were probably only known to the spies of Sect Leader Huo who had been shot through the chest by a secret sentry and were hiding in a corner, waiting to die.

……

As daylight broke, the gate of the market slowly opened. The newly applied vermilion paint had not yet dried, and a refreshing smell emanated from it.

Chen Changfan, Shen Wanwu and others passed through the door in a carriage.

The spacious main street, paved with bluestone, shimmered like a mirror. The carriage was moving at a fast pace, yet it did not feel bumpy or swaying, which was clearly due to the excellent craftsmanship of the masons.

Brocade signs hung under the eaves of shops on both sides, and people were busy placing goods on the shops.

Every few meters, you can see a few four-wheeled carts parked neatly by the road.

The red tablecloth covering the shop and the decorations everywhere really add a lot of festive atmosphere, making people feel happy unconsciously.

Especially the glass typhoon lamps that are still lit on both sides of the road, the bright but not dazzling light and shadow are very eye-catching.

The carriage circled the market and arrived at the end of the main street. Blacksmith Han was standing next to the gate with his hammer in his hand. The fine iron fence shone coldly in the morning sun.

"This is the exit of the supermarket. The aisle on the far right is non-shopping, and the five aisles on the left can all be paid for," Chen Changfan explained with a smile when he saw everyone's curious looks.

There was a clerk waiting at each of the five aisles. These people were carefully selected accounting clerks and could use the abacus very quickly.

"You mean, in this market... ah, supermarket, customers can just take whatever they want and pay for it all at the exit?"

Shen Wanwu immediately understood his boss's intention, but was still shocked.

At the same time, he immediately felt a lot of worries in his heart, but when he saw his boss's confident look, he hesitated to speak.

"Just ask whatever you want to ask, don't be so nagging."

Chen Changfan jumped off the carriage and walked towards the guys who were putting goods on the shelves.

Shen Wanwu followed behind, thought for a moment, and then spoke:

"Boss, I understand your intention. If customers can choose their own items and pay for them all at once, it can save labor costs to the greatest extent possible and is more convenient for customers. However, this will make it difficult to control the safety and loss of goods. What if someone deliberately damages the goods or steals them? What will happen? What if a dispute arises during the checkout process?"

"Do you think I won't consider these issues?"

While Chen Changfan asked people to check whether the price tags on the shelves corresponded correctly to the goods, he personally placed the adorable little snowmen on top of the shelves.

Although those little snowmen look ugly, their rows of black eyes seem to have consciousness and are quite smart and alert.

"Is this... a snow golem?"

Chen Changfan made a gesture to keep quiet, then took Shen Wanwu to a place similar to a classroom, and took out a shiny round disk from his arms.

It was the star plate that was seized from Zhengqing Mountain before.

"The star disk has established a connection with the snow golem. If the golem discovers someone is hiding goods or maliciously damaging them, it will issue a warning, and the corresponding information will be displayed on the star disk. You only need to send someone to be on duty throughout the entire process and deal with any problems in a timely manner."

Chen Changfan introduced it with great pride.

This is an ancient version of the surveillance system he created based on the puppet-making method he had mastered and combined with the functions of the star map. It is absolutely suitable for use in this supermarket.

"The boss's thoughts are dozens or even hundreds of levels higher than mine." After trying hard to understand, Shen Wanwu finally recovered from the shock and couldn't help but admire.

You thought I was on hundreds of floors, but actually I had already reached the atmosphere.

Even he was a little shocked. He didn't expect that in less than a day, an ancient supermarket was actually opened.

Everything is ready. Chen Changfan is in a good mood and has begun to secretly look forward to what kind of profits the opening of the supermarket today will bring him.

After all, he had been busy since yesterday and even he felt a little tired, let alone those hard-working guys.

"Let Aunt Liu serve food to everyone first, and then prepare to open for business."

At Chen Changfan's command, a steaming food cart was pushed out from the corner of the street, and the tempting aroma of food immediately filled the newly renovated market.