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Wang Defa nodded in agreement and actively went to each house.

Chu Chen also returned to the villa with confidence.

In the villa, Li Qinglian, Xiaofang and Roy were all staying at home, each busy with their own work.

Those who cook cook, those who do laundry do laundry.

Everyone feels novel about the whole villa.

Especially the faucet that can release water with just a twist, Xiaofang is smaller after all.

I don’t know how many times I have washed things.

Li Qinglian, on the other hand, was leisurely making clothes under the bright LED lamp.

With the photovoltaic panels on the entire roof, it can be said that the Chu Chen family has completely said goodbye to the dim oil lamp.

Some young wives and old ladies in the village also ran to Chu Chen's house whenever they had something to do.

Come over and talk to Sister Liu or something.

The entire Mama Village was secretly discussing that this Chu Wazi was not a disciple of an immortal at all, but the reincarnation of an immortal.

He came to save this poor Mashan Village. Otherwise, how could he come up with so many weird things.

But no one mentioned this. As long as Mashan Village has such a person, it is Mashan Village's blessing.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the workshop has been operating for a month, and it is time for delivery and payment of wages.

The last warehouse in the workshop was filled with sack after sack of refined salt.

In the past month, everyone in Mashan Village knew that the workshop made refined salt, but under the guidance of Chu Dazhuang and Orion Feng Er, they were able to make refined salt.

Everyone tacitly understood it and didn't say a word. They only knew that today was the day to make money.

Chu Chen also saw that Uncle Feng, who looked strong and strong, could serve as the leader of the entire workshop as long as his loyalty was not a problem.

I plan to observe it for a few more months so that the second uncle and the others will not be so tired.

The only people who were more anxious than the workers were Zhou Shicai and Zhou Heng.

They stayed in Qingyun City for almost a month, waiting for Chu Chen's first batch of goods.

Therefore, early in the morning, with about ten carriages and hundreds of people secretly and openly, they appeared at the entrance of Mashan Village.

"Brother Chu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much." Zhou Shicai walked towards Chu Chen enthusiastically.

Zhou Heng also greeted Chu Chen with excitement.

This Zhou Shicai, why can't he change the title of brother?

So he immediately took Roy to greet him.

"I've seen Boss Zhou, Mr. Zhou. The goods are ready. Please move on."

Under Chu Chen's warm welcome, Zhou Heng and Zhou Shicai walked toward the warehouse with a powerful man in armor.

As he walked, he introduced Chu Chen: "This is Fang Shuzhen, the son of the great general of Kyoto Zhenguo, Colonel Fang. Since the items this time are important, we specially asked him to escort the goods."

"Fang Shuzhen has met Mr. Chu." After the introduction, Fang Shuzhen immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"I've met Colonel Fang." Chu Chen also returned the greeting.

In fact, Chu Chen didn't know much about the official positions in the Great Xia Dynasty.

But seeing how respectful the city lord is to Zhou Heng and the other two, this guy must be pretty awesome since he can stay with them.

Fang Shuzhen saw that Chu Chen didn't have the slightest fear or apprehension when he saw him, and he couldn't help but think highly of him.

You must know that he is a soldier who has been on the battlefield and fought with foreigners.

When ordinary people see the murderous aura on their bodies, they will feel an involuntary fear.

He wanted Chu Chen to know what Fang Shuzhen was thinking: Why the hell do you think I’ve never killed anyone, and for someone like you, I could basically send him away with just one bullet.

Zhou Heng couldn't wait to step into the warehouse and unpack a sack.

Looking at the snow-white salt inside, he grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of his identity.

Fang Shuzhen on the side quickly stopped him: "Young master, you can't..."

Zhou Shicai smiled and waved his hand to stop Fang Shuzhen, who was about to step forward. He also dipped some with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chu Chen looked at it with a look on his face: "Mr. Zhou, you don't mind being so panicked. I stuffed a handful of the rhubarb in Uncle Feng's house with this thing. I'm still scared when I see it now."

Only then did Zhou Heng realize his rudeness: "Brother Chu is laughing, I am happy, happy."

To be happy after spending money, it seems that people from this wealthy family are not necessarily smart.

"Since there is no problem, let's load the car over the scale."

Chu Chen said with a smile.

Zhou Shicai immediately sealed the bag just now. From beginning to end, only Zhou Shicai and the other three had seen this refined salt.

It seems that the confidentiality work has been done well.

The entire workshop's daily output ranges from more than 300 to [-] kilograms. After working for a full month, the output is about [-] kilograms.

After the weighing, Fang Shuzhen gathered a group of people and carried the goods toward the carriage.

Zhou Shicai and Chu Chenroyi walked aside.

"Brother Chu, here is 16 kilograms. According to what was said before, it is fifty cents and one tael. So one catty is 80 taels, which is eight hundred cents. Your ten thousand and one kilograms are a total of eight thousand cents. Zero [-] taels of silver, this is the banknote, you count it."

Damn it, 8000 taels a month, this money is so profitable.

Chu Chen happily took the money, while Zhou Shicai was trembling when he saw it. He didn't even pay even a fraction of the 80 yuan, he was a profiteer.

Looks like I need to have a good meal at noon.

Chu Chen: It’s a joke. This is all what I have earned through hard work. One code is one code. I can eat and drink generously, but this business cannot be careless.

After the transaction was completed, Chu Chen told Chu Dazhuang behind him: "Second uncle, call everyone. We will stop work at noon today for team building."

"My nephew, may I ask what this team building means?"

Chu Dazhuang asked with a puzzled look on his face. Not only him, but also Zhou Shicai and the others looked at Chu Chen.

"Well, this is team building. I just want to see how hard everyone has been working this month. Let's cook a delicious meal and have enough meat and wine. Let's relax."

Chu Chen explained, and then called Hu Zi: "Go to Secretary Roy to get money, and buy me all the meat from Qingniu Town, as well as wine."

Huzi smiled and called three or five young men, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, he drove the mule cart towards the town.

Chu Chen, on the other hand, led Zhou Shicai and three others towards the villa.

"Brother Chu is not only like a god descending to earth, but he also treats the workers below without any stinginess. Zhou admires him."

Zhou Heng looked at Chu Chen and said.

"No, Brother Zhou, if you want the horse to run away and don't let the horse eat grass, that's what humans do."

If you want the horse to run, you don't want it to eat grass.

When Zhou Heng heard this, it was like hearing a famous saying from heaven. He thought about it carefully and found that it contained great truth.

He couldn't help but think of his soldiers in Daxia, who worked desperately for the safety of Daxia Dynasty, but received pitifully little military pay.

Some went off the battlefield and came back injured, unable to even afford a wife or a family.

How can this not be disappointing?

For a moment, he also felt powerless. Those high-ranking families were too much.

Just like a moth, it controls Daxia's financial resources. If you want to change, this refined salt is the first step.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel that there must be something else for him to learn from Chu Chen.

Otherwise, find an excuse and follow him...