Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Chapter 59

When Lin Xiaofeng witnessed this scene, a helpless but understanding smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He walked forward and gently patted Xie Hongxin's broad and thick shoulder, as if to transfer the power of sophistication and reason through this slight contact. .

He spoke earnestly and sincerely: "Brother Xin, we must not act too hastily and radically. We must know that the capital is the center of the world, a place where dragons and snakes are mixed. How can we generalize it with remote places such as Yangqu County? Such an extreme approach may undermine the authority of the government. Damaged.”

After hearing this, Xie Hongxin not only did not restrain himself, but held his head high and chest out even more, with a face full of fortitude and pride: "Hey, now that I am following Mr. Lin in the capital, I have long thrown away the so-called face and dignity, so what should I be afraid of? ?" His words revealed a determination as if he was ready to die.

"Shut up!" Lin Xiaofeng's face suddenly changed, and he shouted sternly, his eyes shining with a serious light that could not be ignored.

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In Beilangfang, which circulates day after day, Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian quietly embarked on the long road to find out the truth. They are like two persistent explorers, vowing to uncover the secrets of this strange land, measure the temperature of every inch of soil, touch the veins of every street, go deep into every corner, and gain insight into the trivial life of every creature. Only in this way can they Let that clear map flow deep within you.

Li Yunlong promptly introduced a unique figure to Lin Xiaofeng - deputy commander Jia Fugui. This man has a thin figure, a shrewd face like a fox, and a sharp and cunning light dancing in his eyes, but he is not an ordinary person who can be seen through at a glance. It was only after Lin Xiaofeng had a brief confrontation with him that he realized how extraordinary he was. Jia Fugui is as familiar with the big things and small things in Beilangfang as his family treasures. Rather than looking through long and complicated case files, he can quickly provide accurate answers. Although his words are somewhat flattering, they cannot conceal his inner wit and ability. .

After Lin Xiaofeng had a brief but profound conversation with Jia Fugui, he gave him a new task: "You have two days to gather people to build public toilets. I want to build public toilets every 150 feet in North Langfang." A public toilet for men and women stands.”

Hearing this, Jia Fugui's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, and then he respectfully agreed: "As you command, my lord."

Lin Xiaofeng further instructed: "At the same time, a group of people need to be recruited to take charge of street cleaning. Within half a month, significant results must be seen. No one will be allowed to defecate at will in the streets. Once discovered, they will be severely punished!"

With a smile in his eyes, Jia Fugui rubbed his hands and asked in a low voice: "Sir, who should pay for the funds needed to recruit people?"

Lin Xiaofeng responded decisively: "You don't have to worry about this matter. All expenses will be borne by me. In addition, I will send Lu Sinan to assist you." Lu Sinan was Lin Xiaofeng's old subordinate when he was in the Yangqu County Yamen. He knew the basic rules of officialdom, and even more The important thing is that he can act as Lin Xiaofeng's eyeliner, always paying attention to Jia Fugui's every move and preventing him from being greedy.

After Jia Fugui heard this, a trace of sadness passed between his brows: "Sir, if we really want to build a public toilet every 150 feet, it may involve occupying private houses..."

Lin Xiaofeng waved his hand to interrupt him: "You don't need to worry too much about these details. If there are private houses that need to be requisitioned, just go and negotiate the price, and I will fund the purchase. But remember, you must be gentle and courteous when negotiating with the people."

He added: "Furthermore, personnel need to be arranged to collect and transport excrement out of the city every day. How they dispose of it, whether it is sold or dumped, I will not interfere, but we must ensure daily cleaning, and no delay will be allowed!"

Jia Fugui looked bitter: "Sir, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to implement this last clause."

At this moment, Li Dexian's eyes widened and he was surprised: "What! The Military and Horse Division can't even deal with a group of dung pickers?"

Jia Fugui had no choice but to explain: "Mr. Zheng, you don't know something. A single dung picker may not be scary, but when they gather in groups, they form an insurmountable barrier. Now that this golden juice shop has become proud of the government, which one in the city When a household's cesspit overflows, they all rely on them to solve it. If they ignore it, no one can bear it. Therefore, these dung pickers have become a lingering pain in the hearts of the soldiers and horses."

However, Lin Xiaofeng took this indifferently, and his tone was full of perseverance and confidence: "Don't worry too much, just do as I say. I have my own way of dealing with these people." His words were like an invisible sword, passing through Seeing through the fog indicates that all problems will disappear in the face of his profound wisdom.

Jia Fugui's figure gradually faded away in the dust, leaving a feeling of loneliness.

At this time, Li Dexian, like a cunning cat, came over quietly. His eyes were like stars in the night sky, shining brightly and full of inquiring curiosity.

He cast an inquiring gaze at Lin Xiaofeng, his tone full of confusion and admiration, and asked in a low voice: "Old Lin, to be honest, I really can't figure it out. On the surface, these things seem to be happening day after day, year after year. How could an unknown dung picker have such an unfathomable background? What kind of existence is this golden juice business you are talking about? What is the mysterious power behind it? "

Lin Xiaofeng did not respond immediately, but turned around leisurely, as if the weight of the years had been condensed in that glance. He spoke slowly, his tone was gentle but full of meaning: "You have to understand this golden juice industry as an independent world, just like our dung factory or fertilizer factory, but it is not limited to the transformation of matter. Call it this 'Xing' is enough to reveal the vastness and far-reaching influence of this industry. In fact, it has built a near-monopoly structure in the market and even given birth to several leading giants."

He continued to explain, with a serious and solemn expression: "Don't underestimate these workers who carry dung every day. After hundreds of years of hard work and accumulation, they have formed a strict structure just like salt workers and canal gangs. The organizational structure has unique rules and skills passed down from generation to generation. Therefore, they are respectfully called 'Shitao' or 'Shig Gang'. And those giants who make all the difference in the Golden Juice Industry are most likely the leaders of the Shit Gang. figure."

"This dung gang controls the collection of excrement in a city and a place. Their power and influence are so strong that they can even compete with the government. What's more, they often take the opportunity to extort civilians. Every day Whenever there is a full manure pit in a house and it coincides with continuous rain, these people will take advantage of the situation and raise the price of cleaning the manure, forcing the people to pay a high price."

"It's natural for Jia Fugui to be in awe of them. Just imagine, once the Shit Gang decides to go on strike collectively, the city will be shrouded in stench in a short period of time, and the public health system will collapse in an instant. What's even more frightening is that then, What may follow may be a catastrophe of plague, malaria and other vicious diseases sweeping the city."

When Li Dexian heard this, he was stunned and his face showed sincere admiration and thought. He eagerly asked: "Old Lin, your knowledge is really admirable. So, under such circumstances, how should we deal with this thorny problem?"

Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath, with perseverance shining in his eyes, and replied calmly: "The only way is to wait! We must wait for the opportunity and let the problem surface on its own. The current situation is unclear, and we should not act rashly. The only way is to go deep. Only by mining and mastering more intelligence data can we make the most informed and effective decisions."

Lin Xiaofeng sighed deeply, and the heavy breath surged in his heart like long-standing dust, instantly pulling him back to the distant but clear past. At that time, he was still wandering around the streets of Duantian Mansion, accompanying a group of ragged beggars. He had already formed a bond with the mysterious Shit Gang, who was constantly cutting and dealing with chaos.

In that era full of complex entanglements, the relationship between beggars and dung gangs was like a river and its banks, interdependent and frictional. Lin Xiaofeng experienced it personally, saw and heard it, and had a deep understanding of the intersections and conflicts between them. Whenever Li Yunlong mentioned the words "dung picker", Lin Xiaofeng's eyes would flash with an indescribable worry, as if indicating that some kind of obscure crisis was about to come.

The Duantian Mansion in my memory was a scene of bustling people and a bleak world. A group of shrewd and sophisticated beggars, like cheetahs, take advantage of the opportunity and squat around the dilapidated public toilets, waiting for people's mercy. They act quickly and accurately, and only need a meager copper plate to satisfy their own food and clothing. However, this is just a surface that floats on the surface. There is a deeper story hidden under the iceberg.

The reason why this group of beggars can efficiently obtain alms is due to their secret cooperation and deep trust with the dung pickers. Day after day, year after year, a certain delicate balance is formed between the two, a tacit understanding that can only be realized by being in it. The industry wisdom and life philosophy of the dung pickers gradually penetrated into the minds of the beggars, giving them unprecedented insights into this seemingly filthy dung gang.

After listening to these stories, Lin Xiaofeng's heart was shocked like wild waves crashing on the shore, and he could not calm down. He was keenly aware that the profit chain behind this seemingly humble manure-picking industry was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. As a result, a bold plan emerged in his mind to open up a new way of survival in this chaotic world.

He gathered a group of beggars living at the bottom of society and started a one-stop service from picking up manure, transporting manure to selling manure. Using modern business management concepts, his team has won the recognition of the people of Duantian Mansion for its excellent efficiency, fair prices and strict time concept. Not only that, they also thoughtfully help residents dispose of domestic waste, which has led to an increasing reputation and praise spread in the streets and streets.

However, the good times did not last long, and the big trees attracted the wind. With Lin Xiaofeng's success, he and his team inevitably touched the fundamental interests of the Dung Gang. How could this closed and powerful group tolerate others trespassing on their territory? Finally one day, the members of the Beggar Gang in Duantian Mansion were raided. They and their vehicles were hijacked by a mysterious force and taken to the outskirts of the city, where they faced a stern warning from the Dung Gang.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard about this, his anger was as uncontrollable as a volcano erupting. He firmly believed that although he did not possess Qiao Feng's peerless martial arts - the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he could definitely compete with him in terms of wisdom and courage. Therefore, he resolutely led a group of brothers to stand up and face the powerful Dung Gang forces.

At first, Lin Xiaofeng had a heart for reconciliation, hoping that through verbal confrontation, the other party would give up and apologize. But the people in the Feces Gang had no intention of giving in. They spoke sharply and had arrogant attitudes. They openly provoked Lin Xiaofeng and forced him to quit the feces picking industry.

Faced with such a situation, Lin Xiaofeng did not back down. Instead, he retaliated with the same vicious and sharp words. The two sides were like two fighting cocks, going back and forth with each other, and the situation escalated into a chaotic and fierce armed fight.

Lin Xiaofeng took the lead in ordering the recapture of the hijacked brothers and the dung truck, intending to temporarily evacuate to avoid its edge. However, the Dung Gang didn't have the slightest bit of gentlemanliness, and actually raised a dung ladle and threw dirt at the Beggars' Gang. When Lin Xiaofeng saw this, he was not willing to be outdone and ordered a counterattack.

In an instant, an unprecedented "dung war" began. Lin Xiaofeng calmly directed the brothers of the Beggar Gang to fight. They even came up with the strategy of mixing rocks into the dung bucket to attack the enemy, hoping to catch the opponent off guard. However, the Dung Gang was not someone to take things for granted. They quickly adjusted their tactics, and the two sides fell into a fierce and stalemate confrontation.

Time passed quietly in the smoke, and Lin Xiaofeng's team gradually became tired. Many people vomited due to the harsh environment on the battlefield, and their combat effectiveness dropped sharply. On the other hand, the Dung Gang became more and more courageous as they fought, seemingly intent on continuing this battle to the end. However, Lin Xiaofeng did not fall into panic. He was not afraid of danger and decisively sent people to the government to report the case for help.

The government received a report and learned that a large-scale armed fight was taking place outside the city, and they quickly sent troops to stop it. However, when the officers and soldiers arrived at the scene and saw the devastated battlefield and the two sides still engaged in fierce fighting, they were so frightened that they retreated and were unable to intervene for a while. Subsequently, the government once again dispatched a second batch of elite troops, armed with hard bows and crossbows, and then managed to control the situation and quell the dispute.

Lin Xiaofeng took the opportunity to order the brothers of the Beggar Clan to break up into pieces, evacuate individually, and return to the city to hide. At this time, the Dung Gang was in an unprecedented dilemma. After all, they had been working as dung pickers in the city for many years, and the government knew their situation well. It didn't take long for most of the Dung Gang members to be arrested one by one.

Although this battle ultimately ended with the intervention of the government, the imprint it left on Lin Xiaofeng's heart was extremely profound. Whenever he recalled the "dung battle" that subverted his cognition, he would always feel a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. It was the most dangerous and cruel battle in his life, and no other experience could compare with it. And all of this originated from the distant past, the streets of Duantian Mansion where he became associated with the Feces Gang.

The situation in North Langfang is like a cesspit shrouded in fog. It is still unclear what kind of power pattern the dung gangs there have woven into.

But Lin Xiaofeng, a sophisticated man, relied on his past experience at the bottom of the world to speculate that the so-called Dung Gang had already condensed into a unified and powerful underground force in the hinterland of the capital.

If this is the case, the situation will become complicated and difficult to control, just like a black hole swallowing stars.

However, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with perseverance and determination at this moment. He held real power in his hands as if he were at the helm of a starship. Faced with possible challenges, he had already made up his mind: If the Shit Gang dared to make waves, he would join hands with Xie Hongxin. Just like a cheetah pounces on a cunning rabbit, it goes straight to the yellow dragon and disintegrates its core in one fell swoop.

In any case, in order to completely reshape North Langfang, the first step is to integrate the scattered folk in the manure-picking industry and bring them under the state-owned system.

Otherwise, if the Shit Gang is allowed to continue to be controlled by those greedy big businessmen, I am afraid that within a few years, their arrogance and domineering level will be jaw-dropping, and they will even dare to challenge the bottom line of human dignity.

At this time, Li Dexian noticed that Lin Xiaofeng was deep in thought, so he patted him on the shoulder gently, with a gentle but powerful tone: "Old Lin, what are your next plans?"

Lin Xiaofeng came back to his senses after hearing the sound, subconsciously stroking the short mustache under his chin, thinking deeply for a moment: "What's the next step..."

Lin Xiaofeng said slowly, "We need to recruit talents. Although they don't all need to be well-educated, they must at least have the basic skills of literacy and digitization. Then, we will @#￥%... ·····”

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At dawn the next day, when people in North Langfang stepped out of their homes and touched the dewy stone road in the morning, they immediately noticed a strange atmosphere in the neighborhood, and an unprecedented atmosphere of change quietly filled the air.

In the dim light of morning, the brick walls on both sides of the alley seemed to have been given new life overnight, and were covered with a layer of clean white paint, just like the world after the first winter snow. On top of this plain white background, lines of colorful characters are vividly displayed, which is extremely eye-catching:

[Together, we painted a picture of the North Corridor, and every bit of beauty reflects on people’s hearts! 】

[Cultivate yourself and your family, let’s work together to build a glorious future for Beiling! 】

[People can be shameless, but they must not blaspheme the heaven and earth and drown everywhere! 】

[If you discard filth wherever you go, heaven will also look down and take notice! 】

【An ancient saying goes, those who defecate on the ground may not be able to protect future generations. 】

[Violating this prohibition will cause harm to your loved ones, so be careful! 】

The eye-catching aphorisms and calls for virtue that emerged overnight were like stars, instantly lighting up the streets and alleys of North Langfang.

Behind all this is the result of Lin Xiaofeng's careful planning and supervision. He stayed up all night and spent his efforts to condense this chain of words that contains admonitions, deterrents, mysterious beliefs and plain truths, aiming to quickly correct the lives of the people in North Langfang. bad habits.

In view of the low level of cultural popularity in North Langfang, Lin Xiaofeng more carefully arranged for a frustrated scholar to be stationed under each wall, and they played the role of temporary lecturers.

Whenever a crowd gathers or someone stops to ponder something, these scholarly commentators will read the slogans on the wall loudly or explain their doubts in simple and easy-to-understand terms.

At first, this group of scholars who once had great ambitions were quite resistant to this move, muttering in their hearts: "How can we not allow others to be convenient on the dignified street?" However, as Xie Hongxin held the iron fist of power, he used thunderous means to intimidate several people. A die-hard who tried to provoke, and generously gave each person five taels of silver as a reward. Only then did these people's emotions ease, and then their worries turned into joy, and they all devoted themselves to this special "preaching" work.

At this moment, the bustle and noise in the streets seemed to be crumpled into a ball and stuffed into this bustling world. An old man carrying a pole with traces of time on his shoulders stopped in front of a wall covered with eye-catching characters, as if attracted by invisible magnetism. attract. His face full of grooves shrank into a ball of walnut skin, and waves of confusion and curiosity surged in his deep eyes. He muttered: "Oh, um, um, who wrote this? The handwriting is strange. , and it seems to contain a different kind of beauty!”

At this moment, the commentators in bright official uniforms hurried over after hearing the sound. Their steps were fast and powerful, as if every step was reminding themselves that behind them was the responsibility of the Military and Horse Division to be strictly supervised by Lord Lin Xiaofeng. Any instructor who slacks off in the slightest will face severe fines.

The commentator's high-pitched voice cut through the din: "Uncle, this is a new thing that we have recently launched!"

He waved his arms and announced loudly: "We sincerely invite all villagers and elders to participate in the random lottery whenever you are in a public toilet. The lucky ones can win the grand prize of up to five taels of silver!"

After hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead, which was full of vicissitudes of life, with a teasing smile on his lips: "Oh, I have lived for most of my life, and I just heard today that you can get good luck when you poop. Prize! There are so many new things in this world, even the tricks on the streets are so new, and what’s even more surprising is that the government turns a blind eye to it and lets it go!"

After saying that, the old man made a gesture of preparing to leave. The commentator had sharp eyes and quick hands. He quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes and raised his voice to express his sincerity: "Uncle, you misunderstood. This is indeed a serious event sponsored by the government. Look at the entrance of the public toilet over there. Someone is handing out notes. You Just pick one up when you go to the toilet.”

"At the end of every month, the government will hold a public lottery on the street. The first prize is the five taels of silver, but only one lucky person can win it! It's absolutely not false. I have personally participated in it!"

When the old man heard this, the smile on his face was mixed with doubt. He shook his head and took steps forward. The commentator was very anxious and grabbed his sleeve again: "Old man, do you not believe what I said?"

The old man's face was slightly stunned, and his eyes widened: "What do you believe? You can win a big prize with just a piece of paper. Who are you lying to? If the government can really come up with silver, I would rather stand on my head to relieve myself than believe it!"

The commentator explained anxiously and patiently: "Old man, you will know if it is true or false if you experience it for yourself! There is a number printed on the note, and you have to press your fingerprint after receiving it, and it is stipulated that you must leave within half an hour. Toilet, if you exceed the time limit, you will be deemed to have automatically given up your qualification for the lottery!"

The old man looked at the public toilet not far away suspiciously and asked hesitantly: "Really?"

The commentator responded firmly: "Every statement is true and absolutely no lies!"

The old man pondered for a moment, and finally decided to give it a try. Then he turned towards the public toilet and took a piece of paper with Arabic numerals printed on it. He stared at the paper tightly, frowning, and rubbed his forehead repeatedly with his rough palms, his expression like Confronted with a difficult mystery.

Under the guidance of the staff, the old man solemnly pressed his fingerprints on the corresponding numbered position on the registration book with his fingers covered with toner. This series of rigorous operations is exactly the unique idea carefully planned by Lin Xiaofeng - going to the toilet to get the number and participate in the lottery.

The lottery is divided into five levels. Although the third level at the end is only a small copper coin reward, there are also hundreds of places. The first and second prizes are a five-tael and one-tael silver respectively. There are only two lucky people in total. My son can win this honor.

Lin Xiaofeng knew in his heart that such a simple design must have loopholes, such as repeated collection or forged numbers. However, he already had a countermeasure.

There are not many people in North Langfang, and the call teller at the public restroom can recognize almost every villager who often comes and goes; as for forgery, each number corresponds to a unique fingerprint, and anyone who dares to pretend to claim it will be caught. , once verified, the counterfeiter must bear the obligation to clean the toilet.

In addition, various unexpected problems may also arise, such as work negligence, difficulty in distinguishing fake numbers, etc., but Lin Xiaofeng does not care about this. Compared with promoting public health awareness, these additional investments are negligible and more important. Importantly, it can ignite people's eager yearning for a clean living environment.

In the long run, this is just a short-term activity. With the subtle changes in social atmosphere, without Lin Xiaofeng's repeated emphasis, people will naturally abandon the habit of open defecation. After all, who can refuse the pleasure of strolling leisurely on clean streets? What about enjoyment?

At this moment, more and more people are watching the commentator, like a group of sparrows gathering together for food. Lin Xiaofeng stood quietly on the edge of the crowd, her heart filled with satisfaction and relief. On this road to recreate the miracle of Yangqu County in the capital, he finally took the first step steadily.

Li Dexian quietly observed the ingenious slogans on the street, with a meaningful smile on his lips: "It is indeed the work of Lao Lin, who can always come up with some weird but very likely to work."

Although all this may seem absurd to others, perhaps it is these seemingly whimsical measures that can truly move the gears of the times and bring about the long-awaited changes.

Jia Fugui stood quietly beside the two of them, like a fox waiting for an opportunity, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched slightly like spasms, and that awe-inspiring look gurgled from the depths of his eyes like spring water, pouring all of it into On Lin Xiaofeng. There were ups and downs in his heart, and he monologued: "This man is the prince's teacher. He is indeed extraordinary and has extraordinary bearing, which makes people sincerely awe."

Lin Xiaofeng stood still, as steady as a thousand-year-old tree, and his words were profound and full of power: "Jia Fugui, how is the progress of selecting a new location for the public toilet? And when will the necessary manpower be available?" His voice was like the sound of a hammer striking a bronze bell, deep and powerful.

When Jia Fugui heard Lin Xiaofeng's voice, he woke up instantly as if being blown by the cold wind in winter. He responded hurriedly, with a tense yet respectful tone: "Sir, the site selection matter has entered the final stage, and we have already completed the residential buildings involved. All acquisitions are to be made until the residents are relocated. However, due to the tight schedule, the recruitment of manpower is slightly behind, and it is estimated that it will take another two days to complete the assembly. In addition, due to temporary recruitment, workers' salaries naturally need to be appropriately increased, which is also It makes sense.”

After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng waved his hand as casually as if brushing away dust: "Gold, silver, wealth, and silk are all external possessions. At this moment, what we are pursuing is efficiency, even if it costs more, we will not hesitate." As he said that, he Pointing to the closely connected houses at the end of the street, his gesture was firm and powerful: "Jia Fugui, you have a more important task - immediately start buying all the houses at the end of the street, demolish them and clear them into a spacious open space! "

"From today on, this place will be called 'North Corridor Square'!" This sentence was like a groundbreaking statement that took root.

Li Dexian looked confused, frowned, and asked in confusion: "Old Lin, why do you suddenly want to build a square again? This square can neither eat nor drink, so what practical use does it have?"

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, a faint smile flashed across his lips, but his eyes sparkled: "Dexian, you don't know something. The construction of the square actually involves the fundamentals of people's livelihood. Although people's lives are stable nowadays, leisure and entertainment are serious. Only by enriching their spiritual world and making them feel comfortable can they stimulate their positive fighting spirit. We will also hold a public lottery here. How can we let the lottery results be leaked in advance and announced half an hour later? In that case, I Hasn't Lin Xiaofeng turned into a lottery dealer operating behind the scenes?"

Li Dexian became more and more confused after hearing this. His honest face was now full of question marks: "What is a lottery ticket?"

Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng coughed a few times in embarrassment and realized his gaffe: "Ahem, this lottery ticket is a magical seed. We will introduce it in the future, and it will also be in the form of a lottery, but it must be done by then. Plan carefully and never act hastily."

Lin Xiaofeng has a clear mind and knows that the current publicity and promotion is not enough. He planned to build a large stage in the center of the square, invite theater troupes to perform every day, and even boldly imagined allowing young talents in Yangqu County to create some novel and unique scripts.

This series of measures can not only actively encourage people to develop good hygiene habits and encourage positive social energy to do good deeds, but can also take the opportunity to cleverly integrate various advertising messages and strive to achieve a higher level of communication effect and public interaction effect. In this seemingly ordinary square, what Lin Xiaofeng wants to build is a new world full of vitality and hope.

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In the changing hours of the half-moon, a majestic revolution is lurking in the depths of North Langfang.

This torrent of change first surged quietly from the residential communities. Like building blocks in the hands of a child, each residential house was dismantled patiently and meticulously, turning into dust and memories, giving way to a vast expanse of land. Square wilderness.

The surface of the square is covered with bluestone slabs that have accumulated over time, and each piece seems to bear the imprint of history. In the center of the vast world, a majestic stage is slowly unveiled, standing proudly, like a stage about to A mysterious theater that plays out all kinds of things in the world.

On the edge of the square, several huge wooden billboard skeletons stand impressively. Although they are still empty, they are like blank rice papers waiting for the wind and clouds to come, silently waiting for the colorful colors of the future.

In the square, various flowers and green vegetation are cleverly intertwined, just like a long splendid scroll woven by the embroiderer's painstaking efforts. And those stalls reserved for rent, although the curtain of investment has not officially started, there are already many smart and clever people. The discerning ones occupied it first, and they set up stalls one after another, making it very lively.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaofeng felt secretly happy, knowing that in this difficult time for people's livelihood, those who dare to break out of their cocoons and show off their business acumen are all trendsetters with courage and courage.

For this reason, he specially ordered his military division to dispatch capable troops to provide special protection to these small traders who dared to take the lead, and to prevent ruffians with bad intentions from taking advantage of the situation and infringing on their rights.

On both sides of the streets, rows of newly planted saplings of various shapes are not of the same origin, but are natural gifts from the wilderness on the outskirts of the city. Each one carries the unique mottled and vigorous vitality given by nature, adding to the This city adds a bit of casual yet orderly atmosphere.

However, the core priority behind this change is the comprehensive improvement of the quantity and quality of public toilet facilities in North Langfang. Forest

Xiaofeng strictly prohibits people from dumping filth at will. A special dumping area has been opened behind the public toilets, and all feces must be disposed of in a centralized manner. Violators will face severe penalties.

Since the layout of public toilets is reasonable and the density is appropriate, people do not feel particularly inconvenienced by this. On the contrary, everyone can voluntarily comply because of the fear of fines.

But things in the world are often unpredictable. The capacity of the public toilet pits originally planned to be enough to meet the sewage demand of the entire North Langfang area suddenly became stretched after the strange rumors of the "poop lottery" spread crazily.

People from many surrounding cities and towns heard the news and flocked to North Langfang, just to find out and try their luck. As a result, the amount of fecal emissions surged sharply, and the pressure on the original cesspit facilities suddenly doubled.

In desperation, Lin Xiaofeng had to urgently order the expansion and deepening of the cesspit.

This unexpected turn unexpectedly boosted the popularity of North Langfang, attracting a large influx of migrant workers and instantly raising the local consumption level.

Faced with this series of interlocking butterfly effects, the people did not show panic or resistance. On the contrary, they held an optimistic attitude and allowed the river of life to rush forward amidst the turbulent changes of the times. An unknown yet promising future.

In the vast land of the North China Plain, North Langfang is like a bright pearl embedded in the earth, carefully carved and shining by the double-edged sword of technology and change.

The people here are bathed in the baptism of this new life, and their contentment is like full ears of wheat. No need to say too many words, it is enough to see the happy faces.

In particular, the improvement of public health is like spring rain that quietly nourishes all things. It does not infringe too much on people's rhythm of life, but actually nourishes every inch of land, quietly improving the quality and temperature of life.

Perhaps, in the vast history, North Langfang is quietly writing a new chapter in its own unique way, and is very likely to become the first urban cell in the world to use the toilet revolution to promote tourism.

Among them, Lin Xiaofeng, a character who understands the essence of change, chose to purchase a mansion here in order to better display his skills. Inside and outside the mansion, there was an endless stream of new servants and caregivers.

Although the reform in North Langfang has just started, it is already emerging. Behind the prosperous appearance, the underlying security is still being explored and established. Although the powerful and powerful bandits blocking the road have not yet appeared, those petty thieves hiding in the dark are always Lin Xiaofeng. The object of caution.

Lin Taohua, a woman who likes to stroll leisurely in the streets, has become the object of Lin Xiaofeng's special attention.

To this end, he specially added several personal bodyguards to ensure that she would be safe and sound while enjoying the changes in the city. He worked personally, walking around the streets, telling every ordinary person that the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in North Langfang in the past half month were all due to the arrival of two distinguished guests, Mr. Zheng and Mr. De.

Whenever Lin Xiaofeng joins hands with Li Dexian - a man with a spring breeze and a permanent smile on his face. Although the affairs at hand are not heavy, he is passionate about the governance of North Langfang - patrolling the streets, the people on both sides of the alleys will be enthusiastic. waving in greeting.

On a sunny afternoon, the two of them sat side by side at a tea stall on a bustling street, their eyes moving among the crowd, capturing the pulse of life. Li Dexian suddenly smiled, full of admiration for Lin Xiaofeng: "Old Lin, you really have a lot of skills. I never thought that in just half a month, North Langfang could be transformed like this."

Lin Xiaofeng took the conversation and picked up the tea bowl, but choked on the fragments of tea leaves. However, he did not show the slightest embarrassment, but responded calmly: "Yes, the renovation cost for this half month is only two thousand taels of silver, of which the bulk It is used to purchase private houses in large quantities, and the rest is spent on manpower and materials.”

"This is just the beginning, and the costs that will follow are probably incalculable." Lin Xiaofeng's eyes were deep and firm, "If calculated according to the existing standards, if all 108 squares in the capital were to undergo such transformation, at least Two hundred and sixteen thousand taels of silver are needed.”

After hearing this, Li Dexian had a wry smile on his face: "Then how much money do you have left now? What if you run out?"

Lin Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed confidence: "There are always tens of thousands of taels of silver as reserves. According to Yangqu County's standards, the comprehensive basic reconstruction of North Langfang should be more than enough. If there is more, it will indeed be a bit stretched. .”

(End of this chapter)