Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 185 Xiaochunzi, You Are Still Young
In the dead of night, the Sidan building.

An oil lamp, a square table, and two men.

Jia Liu was settling accounts, and Yang Yuchun was reading.

The recent expenditures are too large. It is necessary for Jia Liu to take stock of the net benefits and net expenditures, and analyze where the economic stagnation points are, where the growth points are, and what major expenditures have occurred in the near future.

But because there are too many accounts in the past six months, many of them are not remembered, and the expenses in Beijing are even more messy, which makes Jia Liu quite annoyed. He has to stop to recall from time to time, which makes the accounting work inefficient.

Yang Yuchun was seriously reading a book called "Guangling Journey". On the table were "Hongguang Jiyou Yangzhou City Shouji", "Sacred Dynasty Martyrdom", "Yangzhou Ten Diaries" and other books. He knew the past better, and specially sent people to bookstores in Chengdu, Chongzhou and even the countryside to search for them. (see author's note for details)

"Seventeen thousand plus twelve thousand equals twenty-eight thousand"

After mental calculation, Jia Liu continued to take notes.

As the stalls got bigger and bigger, construction projects started, and funds flowed frequently, Jia Liu thought about asking someone to help manage the accounts.

You can't count on Shuan Zhu for this kind of thing, that guy gave him one hundred taels to manage the account, and in the end he was able to calculate one hundred and twenty taels, that is to say, the young master would pay him twenty taels.

So this guy can only be external, not internal.

Jia Liu didn't dare to hire two Shaoxing masters like normal officials. The people under him each had work arrangements, so there was really no one close to him to help him manage his private accounts.

Let's find out as we go.

For the time being, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, I can only suffer myself first.

He closed the ledger, counted the silver bills knocked from Lu Yuanguang, and stuffed them in the ledger with satisfaction and put them in the briefcase together.

Only those who are worthy can realize the realization of self-worth. This old saying is not false at all.

Outside, I don't know how many days.

The dozen or so lanterns hanging on the stilted buildings attracted countless flying insects to scramble. There were no frogs in the mountains, but the hooting of owls could be heard from time to time.

On the construction site at the foot of the mountain, there are piles of bonfires, and the craftsmen are still busy.

In order to catch up with the construction period and catch up with the progress, Wandashan and Director Zhao divided the civilian husbands into three shifts to work uninterruptedly, which made the progress of the project progress rapidly.

Out of humanistic care, Jia Liu ordered that the meals of these civilian husbands should not be withheld, and the civilian husbands must be fed.If there is heat stroke due to injury or illness, a doctor or doctor should be arranged immediately for treatment.

And a death order was issued, no casualties were allowed no matter how late the construction period was, and if anyone died, Dashan and Director Zhao would be taken.

Seeing Yang Yuchun studying seriously, Jia Liu got up and went outside to get some air.

"grown ups!"

The two Sauron soldiers who had been on duty at the door bowed and saluted. There were obviously red spots on their necks from mosquito bites, and they must have suffered a lot.

In the darkness in the distance, there were also the figures of Sauron's personal soldiers. In order not to be tortured by mosquitoes, these loyal guards wrapped themselves tightly, and they sweated a lot.

Jia Liu nodded and said, "Go, walk with me as you please."

"Whoo!"

Two of Sauron's personal soldiers followed Jia Liu silently to the open space in front of the Siwei Building, and had a bird's-eye view of the busy construction site from above.

Jia Liu suddenly turned around and asked the two Sauron soldiers: "Are you two married?"

The older Sauron Bing Deb said he was married and had two children.Another 13-year-old named An Lu came out to fight with Haidutong. He has been fighting south and north for ten years and has not yet married.

"23 years old, not too young, it's time to start a family and have a queen,"

Jia Liuwei thought for a while, and asked An Lu, "If I ask you for a Han Chinese daughter-in-law, would you like it?"

"what?"

An Lu was taken aback, "Really?"

"How did you talk to the adults?"

Debra gave Anlu a look.

An Lu came to his senses, and quickly said that he wanted it, and he couldn't ask for it.

Jia Liu smiled: "Okay, tomorrow you can count how many people like you have no daughter-in-law. If you are willing to marry a Han woman as a wife, write down the name for me, and I will give you this Batulu later. Matchmaker, I told you all to marry daughters-in-law a year ago."

"Thank you sir!"

An Lu was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"What's there to thank you for, if you work hard for me, shouldn't I marry you a daughter-in-law?"

It doesn't matter who the Manchu Banner is or whoever he is, as long as he is loyal to him, Jia Shikai, he will be responsible for him to the end.

After so many years of war in Xiao Jinchuan, almost all the men are dead. If they agree to Jia Liu's proposal, Jia Liu will have to find a place for those poor women and children to settle down.

Persuading some women to marry their subordinates as wives on the premise of voluntary consent is a way to have the best of both worlds.

Neither willing nor demanding, Jia Liu is rich now, so it is not difficult to marry his subordinate Zhang Luomen.

Back in the house, he saw a mosquito biting Yang Yuchun's left hand, but the child didn't realize it, Jia Liu hurried forward and slapped it.

The mosquitoes had already had their fill, and Jia Liu's palm was covered with black blood.

Yang Yuchun also woke up with a start, quickly put down the book and fetched two stalks of mugwort to repel mosquitoes, lit it on the oil lamp, and put it in the incense burner.

Jia Liu didn't live alone. There were two wooden beds in the room, one for him and one for Yang Yuchun.

When he pulled the quilt away, Yang Yuchun behind him said: "My lord, I think they are the Han people, we are not."

Jia Liu paused, turned to look at Yang Yuchun, shook his head: "No, we are all Han Chinese."

"But we,"

Yang Yuchun pulled his braid to the front, the meaning of what he wanted to say was obvious.

"It's nothing, people still call me a fake tartar, but my old man is indeed a real traitor,"

Jia Liu stepped forward and put Yang Yuchun's braid behind, "We are still weak now, when we are strong, we can cut off this braid, then we will be the same as them, all Han Chinese."

"Ah."

Yang Yuchun nodded, knowing that they couldn't do more now, he hesitated for a while and couldn't help asking: "My lord, since you decided to help them preserve their blood, why do you want that girl?"

Jia Liu smiled: "Do you think I'm lustful, taking advantage of others' dangers, or taking advantage of others?"

Yang Yuchun quickly shook his head: "No."

"No, you have,"

Jia Liu patted Yang Yuchun's shoulder, "If I don't want that girl, people won't know how sincere I am."

"Uh?"

Yang Yuchun didn't quite understand Mr. Jia's logic.

Jia Liuyu said earnestly: "You are still young, and you only see some things on the surface. When you get older, you will find that you can't just look at the surface, you have to think deeply about things. After thinking about it, you will understand me better. gone."

"Oh,"

Yang Yuchun nodded, "So the lord really has a crush on her little girl?"

"No."

Jia Liu was sure that he was a man with a wife, so how could he not behave like a woman.

The world only knows that you can't have both, but how does the world know that these two things can't be eaten together?

Therefore, the truth should be explored in practice, not taken for granted.

　In the 53rd year of Qianlong's reign, the Military Aircraft Office requested to destroy the volume of "Hongguang Jiyou Yangzhou City Shouji", "Sacred Dynasty Martyrdom Record", "Ten Diaries of Yangzhou", "Jingtuoyi History" and other books.

　　A hundred years later, the original copies of such books were sent back from abroad, triggering the third wave of anti-Qing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)