The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 88 Reclaiming the Payroll
The other craftsmen who just arrived, Mr. Song, etc. also showed shock on their faces.

When everyone first came here, they just wanted to be able to eat and live here.

Song Zhe originally wanted to go to Dengzhou, but when he was in Pidao, he found that every time Ruan Siqing approached someone, he had to ask the other person where he wanted to go, and as long as the other party said he wanted to go to Dengzhou, Ruan Siqing didn't care, so he stayed. Xinyan said to go wherever he wanted, and then he arrived in Lushun.

Looking at it now, Lushun seems to be quite good.

However, Zhou Deshui can boil salt, and I can write?is that useful?

"Mister's name is Song Zhe, right?" Ding Yi asked him when he was thinking wildly.

"Student Song Zhe, the third year of Apocalypse—" was about to introduce himself.

Ding Yi waved his hand and interrupted: "There is a shortage of teachers on the island. I don't know if the teacher is willing to pay three liang of silver per month, one stone per meter."

Song Zhe was overjoyed, regardless of his status as a scholar, he clasped his fists together: "But according to my lord's order."

While Ding Yi was talking to everyone, Ruan Siqing was asking Ruan Wenlong.

"Father, why did Lord Ding build this military and civilian service center first, and then sell the goods?" He was a businessman, and he was a little puzzled.

Lushun Island is full of poor people, and only Ding Yi's camp pays. Everyone usually can't eat enough, so how can they have money to buy things?

Ruan Wenlong shook his head, motioning him not to ask.

In his heart, he cast all his eyes on Ding Yi.

He also asked Ding Yi before, why Ding Yi built this military and civilian service center first, and handed it over to the Ruan family to run it.

And there are many requirements, the first one is to choose a young lady as a salesperson.

Ruan Wenlong didn't know what a salesperson meant at the time, but he later found out that it was a buddy.

The second thing is to put things neatly, with clearly marked prices, and all kinds of things are placed in categories, and the space inside is relatively open, so that people can walk around when they come in, and there are seats where they can rest.

The third is a membership system, officers are members, and there are discounts for shopping.

Wait, Ding Yi even wrote a bunch of them for him to read. Although Ding Yi's handwriting is not very good, after reading it, Ruan Wenlong also feels very thoughtful. If this kind of shop is built in Jiangnan Dazhou, it must be very make money.

But after hearing Ding Yi's final statement, Ruan Wenlong was completely convinced.

"This officer pays thousands of taels of silver every month. In the long run, it may not be able to make ends meet. Moreover, the sergeants have accumulated so much silver that it is difficult to spend it in Lushun."

"We build shopping malls, hotels, and bathhouses. Sergeants and civilians want to buy things, improve food, and take a bath. They just spend money in our shopping malls and hotels."

"As long as the profit is increased a little, the military pay we send out will return to our pockets."

"They have run out of money, and if they want to make more money, they have to make meritorious service and get promoted. If they want to make meritorious service and get promoted, they naturally have to fight desperately."

"The officials of the Ming Dynasty only knew how to withhold military pay, and they were not afraid of being insulted by soldiers. If they really went to the battlefield, who would work for them."

"This is one of the reasons why Daming has repeatedly fought and failed."

"We think that the silver taels in the hands of the soldiers can be obtained in other ways, so that they can consume them willingly? Why should they be withheld?"

After listening to Ruan Wenlong, he was completely convinced.

He also told Ruan Siqing later that what Ruan Siqing listened to was like a slap in the face, and Mr. Ding's mind is different from that of ordinary people.

This is called recovery of payment?
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After lunch the next day, Ding Yi waited in the room for a while, and Qin Nan came in with Shen Chuying.

In the past two days, the three of them ate together every night, and Ding Yi usually ate with the generals at noon.

And for dinner, Ding Yi had to tell some stories to listen to the two girls. Shen Chuying seemed to be used to this kind of life, and seemed a little reluctant to leave.

After Qin Nan brought her in, he turned around and left with the two maids.

Suddenly, only Shen Chuying and Ding Yi were left in the room.

In the past, she must have been so nervous, blushing, and even wanted to leave the room.

But today, she was actually a little happy in her heart, secretly happy.

She stood there quietly, raised her head slightly, and boldly looked at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi was also watching her.

Shen Chuying didn't wear plain clothes today, and there were pearl flowers on her hair.

The thin floral skirt was attached to her body, and the front was stretched high, which formed a beautiful arc. Ding Yi could imagine that the snow-white hidden under this dress would surely make most men Intoxicated and obsessed.

Zhuhua is bright red, as bright and moving as her face, she stands up straight, like a slim young girl, just from her delicate, beautiful and young face, it is hard to imagine that she is a woman who has been married for three years.

Ding Yi looked into her eyes and walked over slowly.

Swipe, Shen Chuying's face turned red suddenly, and her breathing became short of breath.

She seemed to feel the aggressiveness of the man in front of her, but in her heart, there was actually some faint expectation.

I'm not a slutty woman, she reminded herself silently.

However, she didn't know what to do.

"General Ding." Her voice trembled, and her body seemed to tremble.

It's broad daylight.

For the women of the Ming Dynasty, this is not a suitable time to do certain things.

Ding Yi walked up to her and grabbed her hands.

Hiss, Shen Chuying was so nervous that she almost suffocated, her charming little face was flushed, and her heart was beating wildly.

But after all, she still didn't make a sound, and strangely, she didn't retreat or shrink her hands.

Ding Yi held her hand and could clearly feel her body trembling.

He exerted all his strength on his eyes, and they became slightly moist.

His voice is thick and sincere, and because he speaks slowly, he sounds extremely emotional and gentle: "That day when I first met Miss, I was astonished as a heavenly being."

"Tossing and turning that night, I couldn't sleep all night."

"The most painful thing in the world is nothing more than this."

"Miss Shen, it would be a great thing if I could have known you a few years earlier."

After Ding Yi finished speaking, he gently squeezed Shen Chuying's little hand.

Her hands were soft, smooth and tender.

Shen Chuying choked up immediately. Although she had been married for three years, she was only a 19-year-old lady from the Ming Dynasty, and she could not stand such a hot confession.

Her face was covered with pear blossoms, and she was sobbing and choked with sobs: "My family's ruined flowers and willows, and the body of a sinner, who dares to be a general, is so kind."

"If so, if—meet the general a few years earlier—it would be great——"

Ding Yi was overjoyed, without saying a word, he hugged her in his arms.

Hiss, Shen Chuying was so happy that she almost fainted.

I have never felt that the arms of a man can be so warm and thick with a sense of security.

She trembled in Ding Yi's arms, not daring to move, enjoying this moment desperately.

At this time, Ding Yi's voice was in her ear, and her breath passed her earlobe. The man's breath made her whole body hot, her body became weak, and she could hardly stand. It was only by Ding Yi's arms that she could stand still.

"Give me a year, and I swear to God, I will marry you."

Shen Chuying nodded excitedly.

After a while, she slowly left Ding Yi's arms, with a puzzled face, she said shyly, "Why does it take a year?"

"I have sent someone to meet your father, and your father said that he wants to marry you to Chen Jisheng."

"Ah." Shen Chuying covered her mouth and screamed.

A few seconds later, she blushed and cried, "Why didn't he discuss it with me, and wanted to marry me again."

For the past two days, being brainwashed by Ding Yi and listening to stories, Shen Chuying's mind was full of free love, and the fate of her parents had long been forgotten.

"Yingying, don't worry, I have my own way." Ding Yi comforted her.

Shen Chuying blushed even more when she heard Ding Yi call her Yingying, and she was very happy in her heart.

"Do you believe me or not?" Ding Yi stretched out his hand to caress her little face.

Shen Chuying shyly blinked her bright eyes and nodded heavily.

"Remember what I said next, and when you go back, tell your father what I said."

"Your father is smart and will definitely consider it carefully."

"My family, everyone listens to the general." Shen Chuying said gently.

"You still call me General? Call me Brother Ding."

"Ding—Brother Ding." Shen Chuying smiled sweetly, with tears in her eyes, and now she laughed, sweet and bitter, with an indescribable charm.

Ding Yi hugged her fiercely by the waist.

"Ah" she exclaimed shyly.

With a splash, Ding Yi sat on the stool behind her, and she leaned against Ding Yi's arms.

She was like a frightened little rabbit, huddled in Ding Yi's arms, not daring to move.

"You go back and say this, remember well—"

Shen Chuying listened carefully, and suddenly blushed.

"Brother Ding—" Your hand?

The words came to my lips, but I didn't say them after all.

(End of this chapter)