Need for money

Zhang Jia was relieved when he heard Lin Jingzhi's final words of affirmation. To be honest, compared with Lin Jingzhi, he was more eager to open up this wasteland as soon as possible.

The Lin family opened up wasteland just to make money, but he opened up wasteland to benefit the people and fulfill his dream!

"With Mr. Lin's words, Zhang feels at ease, but before starting the construction, Zhang still wants to remind that digging canals in wasteland is a very huge project, and the manpower must not be short. In addition, the tools must be Prepare in advance, well, you must buy more shovels and bamboo baskets for carrying soil."

Lin Jingzhi slapped his head when he heard the words, and secretly thought that he was really careless, and even forgot to buy tools. Fortunately, Zhang Jia reminded him, otherwise, when the work starts, people can't dig it with their hands, and when they arrive At that time, if you buy urgently in large quantities, the price of these ordinary items will definitely increase significantly.

After all, the quantity he wants to buy is really too much.

According to his rough estimate, the number of people employed in this project is between 6 million. Even if only one-third of the people use shovels, tens of thousands will be needed. As for the bamboo baskets for carrying soil, according to Zhang Jia Reminder, he suddenly remembered the two wheelbarrows that were very common in his previous life.

In this era, a rickshaw with wooden wheels was commonly used in people's homes.

It seems that I have to find some time to study it.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for reminding me that these things will be ready as soon as possible!" After Lin Jingzhi said, seeing that it was getting late and there was a lot of things piled up behind his back, he asked to go back to the city.

Zhang Jia also knew that Lin Jingzhi had too many things to prepare, so he responded and stepped on the steed.

Aunt Yu stayed by Lin Jingzhi's side all the time, and heard every word of their conversation. At first, she was shocked when Lin Jingzhi said that she would open up wasteland and dig canals. With a chivalrous heart, she basically agrees with Zhang Jia, thinking that if the scholar-in-law can really open up this wasteland, it would be a great merit.

"Yu'er, you've been out for a long time, are you hungry?" Lin Jingzhi raised the rein in his hand, got on the horse's back, and asked with concern.

Although Aunt Yu was a little hungry, but she was tough and didn't mind being hungry for a while. She shook her head and jumped on the horse's back. The big red apples were thrown over to her with a shake of his hand.

Instinctively stretched out his hand to catch the apple, Lin Jingzhi turned the horse's head, clamped the horse's belly forcefully, and galloped away.

Looking at the receding figure, she was stunned for a long time before Aunt Yu lowered her head, slowly wiped away the apple with her sleeve, then raised the veil, put it to her mouth, and took a bite, Lin Jingzhi said yes He came out with her, and she was hungry, so Lin Jingzhi would definitely not feel well.

He obviously had two apples, why didn't he eat one himself, instead he gave them all to me, what a nerd!

She has always been self-reliant and strong, and she is not used to this kind of subtle care, but she feels that the apple in her hand is much tastier than the one in the past. She opened her small mouth one after another, and hurriedly took care of one, and she stuffed the other. Into his arms, he flicked his horsewhip and chased after him.

When Lin Jingzhi and the others rushed back to Los Angeles with a few guards, it was already the beginning of the Youshi period. Zhang Jia thought about getting the former assistants over as soon as possible, so he got off the horse and planned to say goodbye and leave. Lin Jingzhi saw him If he wanted to leave, he also jumped down, and prevented the guards from taking the reins, and said: "Mr. Zhang, you will often go out of the city in the future, and the journey is far away. This horse will be given to you."

Zhang Jia was reluctant to accept it at first, because a good horse is worth at least 20 taels of silver in the horse market, but in the end he couldn't stand Lin Jingzhi's persuasion, and he also knew that he would not be able to travel without a horse in the future, so he had to keep going. He thanked him, and then led the horse towards his mansion.

When Zhang Jia was far away, Lin Jingzhi looked at the height of the sun and felt that it was still early, so he handed over the horse to several guards and asked them to take the horse back first. It was now afternoon, and people from the street came When people go, riding a tall horse on the street is not acceptable, it is easy to hurt people.

That black horse was full of spirituality. Seeing that its owner wanted to let it go, he jumped up and down unwillingly, but refused to let the guard pull its rein. Lin Jingzhi was soft-hearted, and there was nothing he could do about it, but the black horse was beaten by Aunt Yu. After glaring fiercely, he lowered his head and let the guards lead him away.

"Yu'er, your prestige is still high." Lin Jingzhi patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, joking with a smile.

Aunt Yu didn't answer, she bit her lip, slowly took out an apple from her bosom, and handed it to him, "You're hungry too, let's eat an apple first."

Already back in the city at this time, Lin Jingzhi could find a restaurant to eat some food, but he still took it and smiled happily, "Well, let's go, let's go to the Xunjia blacksmith shop first."

Although Aunt Yu just gave him the apple he gave away, it can be seen from this little incident that Aunt Yu's attitude towards him has changed a lot, at least she is no longer hostile, and she still has him in her heart up.

Apart from the escorts, there were only two guards left, so a group of four squeezed into the bustling crowd together.

Los Angeles has a large population, and consumes a lot of ironware, so there are many blacksmith shops. Shovels are very common, and the production process is also very simple, so any blacksmith shop can take over the job of making shovels. Of course, only find one A blacksmith's shop is out of the question.

From the outbreak of the locust plague, the influx of refugees into Los Angeles, and the start of digging the canal, Lin Jingzhi secretly speculated that it would take no more than half a month at most, or even shorter, so even if he found a larger blacksmith shop, he could make 5 blacksmiths a day. Even a shovel would not be able to complete the task.

Jingji blacksmith shop is considered to be a relatively large blacksmith shop in Los Angeles. There are five or six master blacksmiths and more than a dozen apprentices who are helpers. When they came to the door, Aunt Yu saw Lin Jingzhi stop and glanced at The sweat on his forehead, and the silk that was blown by the wind along the way, frowned slightly, "Second Master, you should leave it to the stewards of the mansion to handle such trivial matters as buying a shovel."

When Lin Jingzhi discussed with Zhang Jia about digging canals and opening up wasteland, he did not avoid Aunt Yu, so it was not surprising that Aunt Yu could think of Lin Jingzhi's thoughts, but now Lin Jingzhi couldn't guess that Aunt Yu felt sorry for him. , just smiled slightly, and replied: "It's okay to be idle, let's go in and take a look."

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingzhi turned around and walked in.

Aunt Yu saw that the scholar did not listen to the persuasion, so she didn't say any more, but just followed in.

As soon as he stepped into the blacksmith's shop, a wave of heat hit his face. Lin Jingzhi paused instinctively, and then stepped out again. The most conspicuous places were the two glowing red stoves, because there were bellows below. Because of the drum, the flames in the stove rose nearly two feet high. The bellows were pulled by two young men aged sixteen or seventeen. Like the other blacksmiths, they were all shirtless.

Those masters formed a circle of two people around the stove. Their exposed upper body was muscular and covered with sweat, reflecting the nearby flames, and their skins were all red. Holding a big hammer in his mouth, shouting a chant, beating the iron ingot in front of him again and again.

The owner of the blacksmith's shop is a simple and honest middle-aged man who also works with a group of people. When he saw a customer coming at the door, he quickly put down the big hammer in his hand. A young man next to him took the hammer and continued. The unfinished work of middle age.

The middle-aged man was also shirtless before, but when he saw a woman among the guests, he put the cloth jacket on the side on his body, buttoned it, and greeted him, and asked with a smile: "How many guests?" Officer, but do you want to buy some iron tools? There are good steel pins, shovels, and rakes in the small shop."

"Follow this pattern first, and make me dozens of steel needles!" Lin Jingzhi was looking around at the interior of the blacksmith shop. Take out a steel needle about three inches long.

The middle-aged man saw that Lin Jingzhi and the others were dressed in extraordinary clothes, and had a very respectful attitude. After he bent down and reached out to take the steel needles, he asked in a soft voice, "Excuse me, my lady, how many steel needles do you have?" specific requirements?"

"No, when I leave, I want as many as you have built!" Aunt Yu used to forge steel needles in the blacksmith's shop, and she was used to seeing shirtless men, so after entering the blacksmith's shop, , secretly glanced at Lin Jingzhi, seeing that he didn't look unhappy, he was relieved.

As for the steel needles, naturally the more the better, after all this kind of hidden weapon needs one less.

The middle-aged man responded, and quickly took the steel needles to assign tasks to several masters. At this time, Lin Jingzhi also saw a few shovels in the corner of the blacksmith shop, and walked up to him. He picked them up and looked up and down Look, I frowned slightly, the workmanship of this shovel seems to be too rough.