This sentence was asking Jiang Feng's heart. When he looked in the direction of the sound, a middle-aged man in a shabby long gown was holding his fists and bowing to him. The middle-aged man was thin, with his eyes narrowed, his sparse beard on his jaw and his face was full of wind and frosty. At a glance, he would be about forty years old. However, if he looked carefully, he would find that he would not be too old, maybe he was just thirty.

When the boss of the breakfast stall saw this middle-aged man, it was obvious that the two of them were very familiar with each other and laughed and scolded him:

"Zhao Xiucai, come to my place to recruit a business."

The Zhao Xiucai hugged the boss of the breakfast stall and smiled. The boss of the breakfast stall introduced himself to Jiang Feng:

"This military master came from the capital. This sour Ding is a good person in this market and is proficient in the ways. If you always have him with him, you will definitely not suffer any loss."

When Zhao Xiucai heard these words, his face was filled with a smile, and he clasped his fists and said humbly:

"It's all Brother Shi, you praise me, you praise me."

Jiang Feng looked at the boss beside him and looked at Zhao Xiucai standing there with a look of anticipation. He was also unsure of the place now, so who knew if he would be deceived? However, whether in modern times or in the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Feng had this habit of being unable to say whether it was an advantage or a disadvantage.

Since you can't take care of it, then don't take it anymore. It's better to have someone leading the way here than a blind man who opens his eyes. He nodded at the scholar opposite, stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder heavily. The thin Zhao Xiucai was staggered by him.

When Zhao Xiucai saw that the other party was going to hire him, he immediately smiled and said that he was about to introduce his market, but was interrupted by Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng said boldly there:

"Mr. Zhao hasn't eaten breakfast yet. Boss, come a bowl of tofu brain, add some more meat slices of braised rice, and set up oil cakes. Mr. Zhao, please finish it first and tell me, don't worry."

Speaking of which, the scholar in front of him was the first scholar he met when he came to the Ming Dynasty. Although the other party was ragged, he had a kind of gentle temperament that made him feel intimate. Although Jiang Feng was in a vocational school in his previous life, he still respected the teachers in the school very much.

This is also the reason why he has never been fired. After Jiang Feng said that boldly, he sat down and prepared to wait for Zhao Xiucai to finish eating before selecting personnel. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiucai was stunned by his words, and the boss of the breakfast stall was also a little dazed.

Jiang Feng suddenly became a little angry. He took out his copper coins and slapped them on the table, shouting at the boss:

"Are you afraid that I can't afford the money, uncle? Come on it quickly!"

The boss was startled by this bad words, turned around and went to work hard, muttering in a low voice:

"Is this a fool? I'll treat you to dinner."

Jiang Feng laughed, stood up and pressed Zhao Xiucai on the bench, and said:

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I'll have to worry about it after I finish eating."

The steaming tofu brain and the fragrant oil cake were already placed in front of Zhao Xiucai. Zhao Xiucai looked at the food in front of him blankly, not knowing what to say. At Jiang Feng's urging, he picked up the oil cake, bit it down, and chewed it hard.

At this time, I could not see any gentleman's gentleness. As I chewed Zhao Xiucai's tears, Jiang Feng was shocked by the side, thinking that a breakfast would not make this scholar react like this. The owner of the breakfast stall standing aside sighed at the side, and answered for him:

"I'm afraid I can't eat a meal with oil flowers all year round. My wife and children were in trouble in Shandong. I came to Tianjin and could not do the hard work. I have only made some money here every day for the past year and would not let myself starve to death."

Zhao Xiucai, who was eating voraciously, heard the words of the breakfast stall owner, and the tears in his eyes flowed even faster. He couldn't help but wiped his tears there with his sleeves. However, the speed of eating was not delayed at all. The two bowls of tofu brain and several sets of oil cakes that came up were all swept away.

Jiang Feng looked at a big man in front of him with tears in tears, and felt quite sad for the other party. After watching the other party finish eating, he took out a few cents and threw them on the table, preparing to select personnel with this scholar. After finishing the food, Zhao Xiucai stood up and sorted out his clothes under Jiang Feng's surprised gaze - although it was so ragged that it could not be sorted out.

Then, he bowed deeply to Jiang Feng solemnly, and his etiquette was very grand. Jiang Feng was shocked, but he felt a little angry in his heart. He stood up and said to the other party:

"Mr. Zhao, it's just a meal. Is it necessary to have such a big gift?"

Zhao Xiucai was shocked when he asked this and slowly raised his head. He didn't know why Jiang Feng felt that Zhao Xiucai was different from what he had just eaten, but he couldn't say what he had changed. Zhao Xiucai turned against the kind of servile philanthropy he had just said solemnly:

"Jun Ye, the student's name is Yangfan and the name is Liubo, please follow me."

The words were quite upright and serious, which made Jiang Feng very uncomfortable. However, the main thing to choose personnel was important, so he followed Zhao Xiucai and walked into the people with discomfort.

Unlike Zhao Yangfan, who looked malnourished, the man in his twenties and thirties who came out to find work in this city were all men in their twenties and thirties. Although they looked not blushed, they obviously showed that there were few hungry people.

Jiang Feng walked in front of Zhao Xiucai with big strides, walked among the crowd, and spoke loudly:

"I'm going to find two people to help..."

It was too late for Zhao Xiucai to stop him. When he heard that he wanted two more people, he surrounded him with all his efforts. Those who were sitting and playing on the ground all got up to introduce themselves. For a moment, the surroundings were extremely noisy and all kinds of self-recommendations were all:

"The little one is strong and eats less, so I bought the small one."

"Don't listen to him talking nonsense there, uncle, I can take my younger brother and sister to your place to work as a long-term worker. My younger brother and sister can do some work, just do this. "

Some are wrongly said

"Uncle, look at me as white as my skin..."

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Chapter completed!