Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

A strange man, with an impatient expression on his face, nodded, "You little beggar, the project here lacks a small worker to move bricks and take care of the food. The salary depends on how much you can do! The more you work, the more you will be paid. "

"..."

Mo Dun should have spurned such an invitation that insulted her personality, but she had no strength to refute.

Thus, facing the cruel reality, the young leader of the Huns lowered his noble head.

"My lord, I will eat first and then move the bricks."

After saying this, Mao Dun felt ashamed.She has always been ashamed in Qin, but fortunately, no one else she knew knew about it, otherwise she would simply die.

"My surname is Xiang, you call me Foreman Xiang, you can eat first."

Xiang Liang stroked his safety helmet and took out a letter contract. After he read it to Mao Dun and the girl stamped his fingerprints, he said this to Mao Dun.

The Dachu construction team has first-class service, regular contracts, affordable prices, and a high praise rate of [-]%. They have maintained the quality of the best team in Qin State during the irregular inspections of Gongzice, so there will be no shady scenes, and there will never be unscrupulous black contracts. .

"Row."

Mao Dun grabbed a piece of big cooking cake, dipped some pickles in it, and put it into his mouth with an excited face.

This is the only food she has seen in the past few days, the black-hearted Yan Ce doesn't even feed her any vegetable leaves, even the leftovers from the cook, even some leftovers.

"Transporting 25 truckloads of bricks is a piece of Qin Banliang. Hard work pays more. It is our supervision... It is the culture of our construction team." Xiang Liang saw that the beggar was eating so well, and said calmly: " This is five Qin Banliang for you."

"!!!"

Mao Dun was so frightened that he almost spat out the cake he had swallowed, and quickly poured a glass of water and sent it down.

"Didn't you just say you were in charge of the food!"

Xiang Liang nodded innocently, and said, "That's right, cooking cakes doesn't cost money, but pickled vegetables do. A small bowl of five pieces of Qin Banliang, by the way, water also costs money, add one more."

"Xiang Gong, what a black shop you are! Five small bowls, where did you dig up ginseng!"

"The price is clearly marked on the bottom of the bowl, so you don't have to eat it." Xiang Liang said with an unfriendly expression.

The Xiongnu woman turned over the small bowl expressionlessly, and saw the price tag, which was smaller than an ant, and couldn't see it clearly at all.

*expletive*, it's so small, it's for people to see!You are ashamed to say that it is the Xianyang Conscience Construction Team.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads,

Mao Dun gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Keeping accounts."

"Ok."

Xiang Liang agreed solemnly, and wrote in the public bookkeeping slip: Selling a bowl of pickled vegetables makes a profit of three Qin and a half taels, and selling a glass of water makes a profit of one Qin and a half taels.

"Wait! I can read, this is three, what the fuck did you just say is five!"

Mo Dun was startled.

"My construction team is following the path of small profits but high sales. I don't have much in my hands, but I also want to earn more." Xiang Liang admitted openly.

Mouton: "..."

Are you all so dark in Qin?

Chapter 370 Five Heinous Events

Mao Dun was silent for a while, swallowed the pancakes, the small bowl of pickled vegetables bought at a high price, and the high-priced water. For a moment, she felt that she was quite proud, after all, no fool would buy a dish at the price of pork The pickles are still small.

Looking at the brick transporting trolley that was close at hand, and the cushion under the buttocks.

Then she asked:

"Xiang Gong, may I ask if there is anything else that is charged!"

"When you are working, you can choose to change into the uniforms of our construction team, which are clean and durable, and you only need to rent each piece for one day—"

"No need!!!" She replied hastily.

It was Shan Yu's first time stepping into this terrifying land.

As a pure-blooded foreigner, she was severely beaten by Qin's characteristicism, taught to behave in various ways, and exploited by capital. This country with strong combat power has already made her lose some thoughts of conquest. death, the Huns will never pass the Great Wall.

Putting on a small hard hat that was rationed for free, and wearing a sweat cloth around his neck, Mo Dun pushed the heavy cart and ran on the construction site.

It is no different from other small workers.

Unlike other temporary workers whose eyes are full of hopes and dreams, and who have been brainwashed to succeed, Mao Dun's eyes reveal the desperation of Quan Te Niang.

However, the only good thing is that the identity of temporary workers will not be checked on the construction site, and there is no military secret involved in moving bricks, so no one cares about Mouton, so it is considered a safe zone.

Thinking of this, the Hun girl pushed the cart, feeling unspeakably sad.

She is obviously the leader of the Xiongnu, and she thought that there would be a royal plot of "my fate is up to me" in Xianyang, but the reality gave her a heavy critical blow, and she might as well develop in the northern border honestly.

"What are you doing! Don't be lazy."

"I'm coming……"

Mao Dun shuddered, hurriedly pushed the cart, and trotted to transport the bricks.

From the rising of the sun in the east to the setting of the curtain in the west, she ran countless times. She didn't even dare to eat pickles at night, but only dared to eat free cooking cakes.

Dry and hard.