Need for money

Ever since he knew that Lin Jingzhi had made up his mind to open up that wasteland, Zhang Jia even dreamed at night that he wanted to start work earlier, and when he heard Lin Jingzhi say that the date for starting work had been set, he was naturally both surprised and happy.

Lin Jingzhi picked up the teacup, drank it dry in one gulp, wiped the water stains around his mouth with his sleeve, and replied with a smile: "Tomorrow, tomorrow we can start work."

"What? Tomorrow?" Zhang Jia's ass seemed to be pricked suddenly with a steel needle, and he stood up suddenly, and then asked in a tight voice: "Where is that person? The person who opened up wasteland and dug canals Where?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhang mention it just now?" Lin Jingzhi put down his teacup and smiled inscrutablely.

Zhang Jia was taken aback, and after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized that he slapped the table with his palm, "Victims, you, you actually want to use the victims to open up wasteland and dig canals!"

Lin Jingzhi smiled without saying a word, and poured himself another cup of warm tea, but this time he did not drink it up in a hurry, but picked it up, put it in his mouth, and sipped it gently.

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Zhang Jia circled around the main hall anxiously for several times before he heaved a long sigh of relief. The number of disaster victims in Los Angeles is nearly [-], which is already enough and safe. From today onwards, he can sleep peacefully if his dream can be realized. Good night's sleep.

Although he will be very busy after work starts, he can indeed sleep peacefully.

When he came to Lin Jingzhi, he cupped his hands and said with admiration: "Young Master Lin really deserves to be the current Patriarch of the Lin family in Luocheng, Mr. Zhang is convinced."

The idea of ​​using disaster victims to open up wasteland and dig canals is not only bold and novel, but also requires considerable courage!

Lin Jingzhi held the teacup in one hand, and helped Zhang Jia up with the other, "Mr. Zhang, you don't need to be like this. I came to see you today. In addition to telling you the date of start of work, I also want you to go to the wasteland with me to have a look."

"No problem, don't just go over there to see, even if you want Zhang to sleep there every day from today, Zhang will never complain." Zhang Jia smiled brightly for a while, and wanted to pull Lin Jingzhi out.

"Wait, Mr. Zhang, don't worry!" Lin Jingzhi pulled back his hand, making Zhang Jia stop, "Last time, Lin told Mr. that you and your friends should bring your relatives to the wasteland as well." Have you discussed the matter with them?"

"We've discussed it, why? Are you going to bring your family there today?" Zhang Jia asked suspiciously.

Lin Jingzhi put the teacup in his hand on the table, pushed Zhang Jia to sit down, and then said solemnly: "Mr. Zhang, I will not hide it from you. Recently, the Lin family and Luocheng City Guard Wang Meng had some unpleasant troubles. , so I’m afraid that he won’t be able to attack the Lin family at that time, but he will use you to destroy the good things of the Lin family.”

After listening to Lin Jingzhi's explanation, Zhang Jia was startled. He seldom went out recently, so naturally he didn't know the news. He also had contact with Wang Meng several times. He had heard from friends who were also bureaucrats that this person was sinister and ruthless. Spicy, but also mediocre and incompetent, if it wasn't for a big backer above, it would have been squeezed out long ago.

If Wang Meng is really what his friend said, then Lin Jingzhi's worries are very necessary.

"Well, what Mr. Lin said is reasonable. When the wasteland is cleaned up, Mr. Zhang will immediately move the whole family there, including my father-in-law's family. As for other people, Mr. Lin does not have to worry. Mr. Zhang will naturally There is a way for them to relocate their family." Zhang Jia replied.

"It's best if Mr. Zhang has a way, but if it doesn't make sense, Mr. Zhang can convey the next sentence. If they are willing to move all their family members to the wasteland, I can let them settle down for a long time and rent some fields for them to plant." Those few people were just errands in the government, and their families were not rich. After all, they were just ordinary people. It would be a great thing if they could get some good land to cultivate.

Zhang Jiake still remembered that Lin Jingzhi had promised him that if the wasteland was successfully opened up, he would be able to remove the three-year rent from the tenant farmers. This condition makes them relocate with their families!"

The two sat down and talked a few more words. Lin Jingzhi picked up the teacup and drank it down. Then he left Zhang's mansion with Zhang Jia. When they got to Kuanda Street, they immediately saw the guards of the Lin family standing not far away, holding tall horses.

The black steed was also standing in the center. After seeing Aunt Yu, it began to shake its head dishonestly and snort, trying to break free from the guard's restraint. The guard also knew that the black horse was a divine horse. , very spiritual, he simply let go of his hand and let the black horse run over.

This black horse has thick limbs, well-proportioned muscle stripes on the front and rear legs, and a big red saddle on its back. While running, it flicks its long tail back and forth, looking very excited.

When Aunt Yu saw this black horse, she narrowed her eyes slightly, obviously also very happy. Ever since she tamed this fierce horse, she fell in love with the feeling of riding it galloping in the fields.

When the black horse approached, she stretched out her hand to pull on the rein, and leaped up briskly.

"Plop" This time the dark horse didn't give Lin Jingzhi any face, just snorted at him, let go of its four hooves, and ran towards the gate of the city. Seeing the crowds on the street, Aunt Yu sat on the horse's back Pull the rein and control the speed to avoid hurting pedestrians.

Lin Jingzhi first shook his head with a wry smile, then took the white horse led by the guards and turned on his back.

Out of the city gate, Lin Jingzhi's party of more than [-] people flicked their whips, allowing the dismounted horse to let go of its four hooves and gallop forward. It is obvious that ordinary horses are much stronger, I saw that it was carrying Aunt Yu on its back, running very fast for a while, leaving everyone far away, then turning around again, and running back again, with the horses ridden by Lin Jingzhi and others Go hand in hand.

Seeing the strength of the black horse, Lin Jingzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly, while Aunt Yu just sat on the horse's back and didn't restrain the black horse. Instead, she enjoyed the feeling of freedom and speed.

After about an hour and a half, everyone finally arrived at the destination. Although Lin Jingzhi's body is much stronger now, he almost lost his airs after sitting on the horseback for so long. Physical work, if the physical fitness is too poor, you will have to fall off the horse after riding for a long time.

As soon as he arrived at the destination, Lin Jingzhi resisted the soreness in his thigh and jumped off the horse. Another suffering of riding a horse is that people with poor skills have to clamp the saddle tightly with their inner thighs to control their body However, if the horse runs for a long time, the inner thighs will rub against the saddle for a long time. If it is light, it will cause burning pain, and if it is heavy, it will even wear out the flesh.

Seeing Lin Jing getting off the horse, both legs were swinging slightly, Aunt Yu hesitated for a moment, then turned over from the horse's back, the movement was smooth and light, landing silently, very agile and flexible.

Gently patted the horse's neck, signaling it to find food by itself, and Aunt Yu stepped forward and held Lin Jingzhi's arm. Lin Jingzhi turned his head and smiled gratefully at her, before looking at the Dismounting, Zhang Jia, whose body was still a little too much, said, "Mr. Zhang, was it clearly marked on that blueprint, where will the houses be built in the future?"

Zhang Jiaqiang endured the pain from his body, pointed forward reluctantly, and replied: "If the Lin family develops all this wasteland, at least 6000 people will be hired to cultivate it, so Zhang and others have planned a dozen constructions here. Every area of ​​the house is not very big."

"Oh, it's good to have a plan. Refugees should come here at noon today. At that time, point out the place to them and let them build their own houses. Well, you can also specially keep the masters who used to be craftsmen and carpenters. They built it together." Lin Jingzhi thought for a while and said.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhang thinks the latter method is better. If some people can be specially selected to build houses for the refugees, the houses can be built more beautiful and sturdy without affecting the construction of the project. Otherwise, if they stop working, then If they go back to build their own houses, they will probably be exhausted, and even if they can grit their teeth, it will affect the progress of the project." Zhang Jia replied after listening.

"Well, then use the latter method!" After Lin Jingzhi said, he was about to ask Zhang Jia to take out the blueprint for a look, but suddenly thought of a problem, so his brows furrowed deeply.