Dig The Space-Time Ring At The Beginning

Lu Fei asked Wang Ping and Wang Cheng to return to Wangjiacun first.

Firstly, to report safety, and secondly, to ask the villagers to move quickly, they all went to [Dalukou] first.

Well, it’s the two sides of the natural chasm and ravine that people in Wangjia Village call it, but now it’s named [Dalukou] by Lu Fei.

He particularly emphasized that all grain, meat, and vegetables should be kept at Wang Ping's home. Everyone travels lightly, don’t take anything with you.

A village was relocating, and the off-road vehicle could only carry four people at a time. He didn't want to be a bus driver going back and forth.

Wang Chengdao: "Mr. Lu has something to do in the market town, so let Ping'er stay and help. I will go back and organize the villagers to relocate."

Wang Ping said: "Yes, I will stay and my father will go back, so that neither party will be delayed."

Lu Fei thought it was okay, since Wang Cheng also knew the way to [Dalukou], so he left Wang Ping behind.

After Wang Cheng left, Lu Fei asked for two large returning pills and two small returning pills. The remaining small returning pills were left to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping asked. "Mr. Lu, what are we doing in the market town?"

"Hiring!"

Lu Fei said calmly.

"Recruiting?"

What is this?

Wang Ping said he didn’t understand.

Lu Fei explained: "Recruiting workers means I pay and let others do things for me."

"oh!"

Wang Ping seemed to understand.

People in Wang's hometown are all self-reliant. Except for people who live in big families, there are no people who do things for other people's families.

Usually, they are busy with their own affairs, and after finishing their work, they practice martial arts.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "What did Mr. Lu recruit workers for?"

Lu Fei said: "Build the road."

"Building roads?"

Wang Ping was shocked, "No, no. The laws of the Han Dynasty state that road construction can only be done by the government, and private people are not allowed to build roads without permission."

Lu Fei was surprised, what kind of law is this?

But he didn't care, "The laws of the Han Dynasty can't control me."

Wang Ping said: "But building roads means doing corvee work, and no one wants to participate."

Lu Fei said: "I'm not asking them to do corvee service, I'm recruiting workers. Do you understand recruiting workers?"

"don't know!"

Wang Ping shook his head and said, "All I know is that as long as you talk about building roads, no matter how much money you give, no one will do it."

"Besides, Mr. Lu, do you have money?"

Lu Fei was stunned, I have money, I still have several hundred million in my account.

But it seems that those Tang coins are not usable in the Han Dynasty.

The common currency of the Han Dynasty was called Han Zhu, which looked a bit like copper coins. It was round on the outside and square on the inside. One hundred pieces in a string could be exchanged for one penny of silver.

Lu Fei didn't have a single Han bead in his hand.

This is embarrassing. I only think about my own money and forget that the Tang Dynasty and the Han Dynasty are two different worlds.

However, this does not trouble him.

Human beings' most primitive transactions were not conducted with currency, but with barter.

Chen Jiahao proposed the advanced idea of ​​trading resources with a meal, and then he would exchange labor with what he ate.

That's alright.

Full of confidence, Lu Fei asked Wang Ping to take him to the busiest place in the market town.

Off-road vehicles are the best advertisements, roaring all the way and attracting everyone's attention.

Well, originally the villagers thought the off-road vehicle was a monster, but after seeing Wang Ping stretching out half of his body on the roof of the car and saying hello with a smile on his face, the villagers were no longer afraid.

Lu Fei parked his car on a spacious dam at the entrance of the street, then gave Wang Ping a large backpack filled with 200g packets of spicy strips, and asked him to give them to everyone along the street, two packets to each person.

After giving it away, I have to say something: "If you want to eat more delicious food, go to Mr. Lu's place in the street and line up to get it."

“Line in line to get it for free, no money required!”

Lu Fei himself set up a tent in the dam, which was filled with various snacks.

Spicy strips, chicken legs, duck wings, beef jerky, shredded squid, potato chips, shredded konjac, spicy yellow croaker, egg yolk pie, chicken cake, fruit candy, toffee...

In short, they are all small packages, sour, spicy, fragrant, and sweet.

Wang Ping's advertising is excellent.

Mainly because he eats and hairs at the same time.

The food he ate was so delicious that everyone was drooling when they saw it.

When he took the snacks from Wang Ping and ate them, he became extremely obedient.

So delicious.

These two small bags are not enough to fit between teeth.

The villagers were eager to snatch Wang Ping's backpack.

However, as soon as they heard that they wanted to eat, they just had to go to the street corner to ask for Mr. Lu to get it, and no one did anything. They rushed to the street corner and queued up like children to get it.

Lu Fei greets everyone he sees and gives whatever he picks up, anyway, five packages per person.

Well, that’s all for today.

If you want to eat, you will continue to queue up tomorrow.

As for recruiting workers, Lu Fei didn't mention a word.

Wang Ping made two trips back and forth, and no longer had to go out to advertise, instead replacing Lu Fei in handing out snacks in the tent.

Those who get the snacks first notify their family members to pick them up, and then notify their relatives, neighbors, and friends.

Just like this, it is passed on to ten, ten is passed on to a hundred, and a hundred is passed on to a thousand...

Within a long time, tens of thousands of people came to Lu Fei to get snacks.

Not only people from the market town of Wangjiajia came, but also people from various villages came, and more and more people came.

Even Wang Heng and Zhang Bao couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, so they queued up and received five packs of snacks each.

Damn, it’s so delicious!

Mr. Lu is not only the God of Killing, but also the God of Cooking!

God cannot be an enemy!

The two of them changed their mentality unconsciously.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Lu Fei gave Wang Ping a few instructions, and Wang Ping started to parade again.

However, this time he did not hand out snacks, but said: "Everyone will come to the street in the evening. Mr. Lu has a surprise for everyone."