Farmer’s Blessed Girl

This is not the only blueprint that Cui Wei designed, and what Bai Shan sees now is only a corner of it.

After he was brought back to his residence, he took Bai Shan to his study with only a sip of tea. From the study, he took out seven or eight drawings, each half the size of a table, and spread them out for Bai Shan. Look.

Some were rough and some were detailed. He picked out three and put them together for Bai Shan to see.

Because the table was not big enough, he asked someone to take a piece of cloth and spread it on the ground, then put the drawings on it, open the doors and windows, and let in the sunlight.

This drawing is like a beautiful picture scroll, with docks, houses, and streets lined up in rows, very orderly and symmetrical, and even the courtyard built by Bai Erlang is marked in it.

Bai Shan fell in love just at a glance, yes, this is exactly the Longchi Pier he envisioned, and it is more orderly than the Laizhou Pier.

Bai Shan got excited and asked, "Master Cui has estimated how long it will take to build this pier?"

Cui Wei looked up at him and said, "At the current speed, it will take at least ten years."

Bai Shan's blood became cold.

Cui Wei was used to it, and said indifferently: "So I just drew this drawing, adults don't necessarily need to build it according to it, but it is impossible to save money here without a transition."

Bai Shan touched his chin and asked, "Is Mr. Cui afraid that I have no money?"

Master Cui said "um", and asked with some expectation: "Is there enough money for Master Bai?"

"Not enough." Bai Shan glanced at the house and street on the drawing and shook his head decisively.

Even if the saltworks made more money, it would be difficult to gather so much money in a short period of time to build a house, not to mention a wharf.

The wood, stone, and craftsman's craftsmanship needed there are not cheap.

Master Cui's heart cooled down, and his eyes fell on his drawings again. What did he say when he had no money?

Bai Shan touched his chin and said, "Money or something has never been the most important thing, the most important thing is people!"

Money, there is no other way to think about it, he has a way to let people build the house, but the manpower and craftsmen needed to build the wharf...

Bai Shan looked at Cui Wei and said, "Master Cui, you have been in the Ministry of Industry for many years, so you can't let me go through the back door?"

Cui Wei ignored him.

Bai Shan surrounded him and persuaded, "Your drawing is so well designed, what a pity if it can't be realized?"

He said: "If the Longchi Wharf is really built according to your idea, as long as it takes a hundred years, not only the people of this party, but the whole world will be able to remember Mr. Cui in the future. This is an achievement that will go down in history."

Cui Wei is not an ordinary Ministry of Industry official, but he was born in the Cui family.

As a literati from an aristocratic family, he has a different kind of affection for his fame and history. When there is no chance, Cui Wei is willing to do what he loves wholeheartedly;

It is a huge temptation to not only do what you love, but also to have the opportunity to be famous through the ages with your favorite business.

Cui Wei thought.

Bai Shan looked at him eagerly.

Cui Wei lifted his eyelids to look at him, with a suspicious look on his face, "Master Bai has no money, so what's the use of just asking for someone? I found someone, can you afford it?"

Bai Shan immediately said: "There is still money to support people."

Cui Wei lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Building a wharf alone is not a great achievement. If the houses behind the wharf are messy and disorderly, what is the difference between them and other wharfs?"

Bai Shan assured: "Don't worry, Sir, you can build the pier with confidence and boldness. Leave the rest to me, and I will definitely make the houses and streets behind the pier built according to your drawings."

Cui Wei narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "Really?"

"Really."

Cui Wei thought about it, in fact, he still has some people in his hands.

After all, he has been in the Ministry of Works for many years. Although he is a bit withdrawn, he also has some master craftsmen who are familiar with each other. The master craftsmen have a group of small craftsmen under them, and he is also a little thin in the Ministry of Works.

If he asks, Han Shangshu should dispatch some people to him.

Cui Wei thought for a while and said: "I heard that Lord Zhou delivered the baby of Han Shangshu's little lady before, and took the child from his belly to save the mother and son. If she intercedes, Lord Bai just wants to call more craftsmen here. Impossible."

Cui Wei is withdrawn, but his background is there, and his IQ is also there. He is still very flexible, it all depends on whether he wants to.

Bai Shan looked at him quietly, "Sir Cui is really thoughtful, what else?"

Cui Wei smiled and said: "I can call some people, and Lord Zhou intercedes. If Han Shangshu is willing to raise his hand, the number of people who come will be almost the same. If it is worse, I will transfer some more from home. that is."

Bai Shan rolled his eyes, "From the Cui clan?"

Cui Wei: "...Sir Bai thinks beautifully, but someone Cui doesn't have that ability."

If it is his home, it is his own home!

From the Cui clan, he doesn't have the ability to transfer craftsmen, and he will not have it in his entire life in the future.

Because he was addicted to fortifications and arithmetic, the clan elders in the family thought that he had corrupted the style of the family, and the branch he belonged to was excluded. Although it would not be lost, it was difficult to speak in the family.

Fortunately, his brother also thought about it, and didn't blame him, let him mess around outside.

Also because Cui Wei likes fortifications, when he was young, before he was absurd enough to let the family give up on him, he bought a lot of craftsmen and raised them in his own village, and also exchanged some craftsmen with some people in the clan. In my own village.

Cui Wei decided to write back and ask his brother to send them too.

Bai Shan got an approximate number of people and was overjoyed, so he began to rummage in his own home. However, the number of craftsmen in his family was limited, so there were only a few. Except for a few who were good at building houses, there were the most carpenters.

Bai Shan sighed, there are too few people, it is better to find ready-made people to train them.

There were only two small villages near the Longchi Salt Field, and it was very lively at this time.

After Bai Shan shut down the saltworks, they had a hard time for a while, but they got better soon.

First, Bai Shan needs a lot of workers to build a wharf here. At first, they thought that building a wharf was harder than boiling salt, but after getting used to it, they found that they were almost the same, and the wages for building a wharf were higher than cooking salt;

Second, there are more and more craftsmen coming here, and people need to eat and drink. Although the grain and vegetables and meat in the construction site are delivered from the official fields outside every day, occasionally when there are not enough vegetables, the large kitchen of the construction site will also buy with them.

In addition to food and drink, there will be other expenses, such as wear and tear of shoes, clothes, socks, etc. A group of big men can’t mend, and the women in the village can make some money by making some needles and threads. In total, the life is better than when there was a salt field. Be good.

They were very happy, but they didn't know that Bai Shan was standing under the hillside looking at their site, and said to Bai Erlang, "Their house has to be pushed up and rebuilt."

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