There is an old saying in Sijiu City - Liba in Dashilan has no time!&1t;/p>

Although this is simple, the meaning inside is several layers inside and outside. The Liba is a little bit of food without surplus. She always stops her mouth and is idle at all. The shop selling mixed noodles at the door of her house is a regular customer on credit. Sometimes she doesn't take on work that can support the family for five or seven days. She can only carry an empty grain pocket to smile. The family tightens her belt and drinks a thin soup a day to save her life, and waits for one day to take on a good job. Only then can she barely clear the old accounts in the shop and eat dry food like a family sacrificing tooth.&1t;/p>

Besides, the work in Sijiu City is very complicated. Although I can’t guarantee how much money I earn, I can make up for myself as long as I am willing to do it. Calculate from the four seasons of the year, clear the ditch in spring, paste the awning in summer, put on a new kang in autumn, and build a stove in winter, and don’t worry about the day I can go back with an empty stomach in Liba City! Sometimes I encounter many customers in Zhaoliba, and the head of the Liba City can still stare at the customer. I don’t want to pay any money to do the work that can’t make a lot of money!&1t;/p>

Seeing that someone was squatting and waiting for work, Liba and Liba were squatting in the land where they were squatting and waiting for work, Liba, who was sitting in a small roadside teahouse drinking tea, suddenly shouted in a voice: "I've stopped in the market today. Let's go home now!"&1t;/p>

Listening to the shouts of Liba, the customer who was on Dashilan's market, turned his face and responded to the words of Liba from afar: "Hey... what are your masters sayings are fresh? Since the opening of Dashilan's market, I have never heard of the day when there was a rest? What? Which customer in Sijiu City has taken away all Haoliba? Are you unable to draw generals from here? How about it? How many of you are here to deal with Liba?"&1t;/p>

Take a sip of Gao Mo'er, and a few Liba heads sitting in the teahouse laughed proudly: "But counting in Sijiu City, there was really no strong customer in the past that could give Dashilan Liba a whole lot! But today, this customer is not an ordinary person. Not only did he give Dashilan Liba a whole lot, I am afraid that in the next two months, Dashilan will not see a few Liba squatting and waiting for work!"&1t;/p>

"Wow...Who can have such a big face and human face? You guys will tell me, let me know more?!"&1t;/p>

"Who else can it be? The picture of the living dragon in the Sijiu City is real Bao Gong - Mr. Duan, who is sitting in the top seat in the Beijing Patrol Bureau! Mr. Duan said that he wanted to rebuild the shops and shops on the streets of Zhushikouer, and the houses of neighbors!"&1t;/p>

"Hey... I said who can have such a generous face and human face in Sijiu City? It's Mr. Duan after a long time of trouble! Well, this year, I guess I have to get started with the work of clearing the stinky ditch in the beginning of spring. As for my two new ear rooms this year, I'm afraid I can't live in..."&1t;/p>

"What are you saying?"&1t;/p>

"What do you think about it - Liba from Dashilan asked Bao Yuan to go to the houses on the street of Xiuzhu City, the masons, tilers, carpenters, stonemasons in the Sijiu City, and there is one more missing? Just talk about this scene. I want to renovate and rebuild the two ear rooms in my house, and wait for next year!"&1t;/p>

Just like the customer who couldn't find Liba to work, not only did Liba in Dashilan, but Liba in Zhushikouer Street were sought to clean up the broken bricks and rubble after the fire, but the masons, tilers, carpenters, stonemasons in Sijiu City were all hired to Zhushikouer Street. The masters and masters in each row gathered together, and followed the capital city of Lei's close disciples slowly walked on the open space that Liba had just asked Liba to clear. They had already recorded the length and size of the house they wanted to build, and they were also thinking about the amount of stones, bricks, tiles, and wood to build.&1t;/p>

In a room with doors and windows on Zhushikouer Street, there was a barely left with roofs and doors. In the houses of Sijiu City, the person who was doing the construction materials trading inside and outside the city had already surrounded Mr. Duan, who was sitting in the house, and shouted at Mr. Duan: "Mr. Duan, the materials in our wood yard are all good wood sold from outside the pass. It was a serious and leisurely year after year! Now, Mr. Duan, you are in charge of repairing these houses on Zhushikouer Street. These good woods are naturally useful! You are doing good things like a kind-hearted Bodhisattva, and we don't point to making money on this transaction. You can reward us with a piece of money. We can deliver the wood to you in half a day. Keeping it will not delay your reason!"&1t;/p>

"The old saying goes that building a house requires the use of green bricks, green tiles, and Nanshan stones. It means that our Nanshan stones are all stones that are picked out by stonemasons with chisels. They are not allowed to burn and soak those damaged stones in water! Mr. Duan, as long as you nod, you can see things in the dark!"&1t;/p>

"The tung oil produced by the old water in Wuzhou is not able to filter out any dregs with green gauze. The old man from Senator Xu from the Republic of China has personally taken charge of the transaction for many years! Mr. Duan, I have sent all the tung oil. Look at which master I am delivering it to?"&1t;/p>

"Master Duan, I have to ask you to stick it in the account book! By this morning, the small trumpet sent a total of 200,000 blue bricks to the streets of Zhushikouer..."&1t;/p>

With a fat face covered in oil and sweat, Duan, who was still hanging on his arm, hurriedly supported the merchants who came to do business, but on the one hand he was secretly worried in his heart...&1t;/p>

He asked someone to run in front of the abandoned garden in public, especially when Ha Xiaojing spoke out the "Gong Master" who was around him who was invisible every now and then. Master Duan could only feel heartbroken and gritted his teeth and agreed, and returned all the good things he had obtained from the iron gun to the neighbors on Zhushikouer Street that had been fired.&1t;/p>

But before Mr. Duan could finish his words, he didn't know which ill-gotten owner was. He just shouted straight at the neck and didn't bother the second owner. Instead of returning those good things to the neighbors who were fired on Zhushikouer Street, it would be better for Mr. Duan to sell these things in public and rebuild the house on Zhushikouer Street with the money you earned to sell these good things. This is what it takes to make this great merit!&1t;/p>

It was like in a dream. Someone mentioned this here, and the neighbors on Zhushikouer Street, who were the Ha Xiaojing, immediately agreed without any trouble. Before Mr. Duan could figure out a turnaround and slapped the means, someone had already elected an old scholar from the Qing Dynasty, and wrote a note to the Beiping Municipal Government in a splashing voice. He then selected the characters in the Sijiu City scene who had been solemnly respected!&1t;/p>

I don't know if the officials in the Beijing Municipal Government, who are hindering their affairs for the people on weekdays, are full of food. As soon as the Chen of the ink traces was handed into the gate, several officials in the Beijing Municipal Government ran to the abandoned garden in Sijiu City with their heels and eggs. In front of Mr. Duan, he said a sentence to the crowd surrounding the abandoned garden in front of Mr. Duan - the people's hearts must not be disobeyed, and the public's opinion must not be disobeyed! Since everyone trusts Mr. Duan so much, the important task of rebuilding Zhushikouer Street was entrusted to Mr. Duan!&1t;/p>

The men walking in the Sijiu City are not only looking at the lively scene, but also knowing the rules of the world where people carry people through flower sedan chairs. Just now, an official from the Beijing Municipal Government said something in public, and someone was already shouting that he was willing to pay the money to buy something Duan got from the iron gun. In just a blink of an eye, several old Chaofeng, who had been in the Dangdang business, asked people to come in. Look at the things, the touchstones that they had to use when the price was cut off, the sables, the green bamboo silk, and Libra were all placed on the Eight Immortals table and carried them to Mr. Duan, and they were placed in front of him!&1t;/p>

It is said that people are sad to do things, and things are easy to get out of hand. In front of these people walking in the four nine cities, even if Mr. Duan wants to slop his shoulders back, he will be a scene that he can't help himself.&1t;/p>

The big cart was launched from the abandoned garden, and the fun things that had just returned were lit out in public. Then, the old chapels in the Dangdang business passed by and paid a price of 20% more on the price.&1t;/p>

In this market where people showed their faces, the shopkeepers of the chamber of commerce who came to send plaques to Mr. Duan to congratulate him naturally could not be stingy. Some people recognized the items in person and immediately asked their subordinates to go back to withdraw money, and some went straight to various banks in Sijiu City to get the ocean and handed it in person. It was only an hour later. The good things on several big trucks were sold out. The money they received was invited to serve as public accounts in person, and then the Shanxi merchants, Hui merchants, and Zhejiang merchants Chamber of Commerce presidents were the major checkpoints for the reconstruction of Zhushikouer Street project. To withdraw money from this public account, the three presidents of the Shanxi merchants, Hui merchants, and Zhejiang merchants Chamber of Commerce must be the key points of the three presidents of the Shanxi merchants, Hui merchants, and Zhejiang merchants Chamber of Commerce. With Master Duan's handprints as evidence, the whole thing was done so without leaks!&1t;/p>

Take a hand without any injuries and hold the newly written account book. Look at the meaningful smiles of the officials of the Beijing Municipal Government around you, and there is also Sai Qin Qiong who is standing beside him with resentment and staring at the wooden boxes filled with oceans and certificates of deposit. Master Duan really wants to die. Everyone in the world knows that he has such a large sum of money in his hands, but it is difficult to get greedy in it. What's more, these officials of the Beijing Municipal Government around you have to manage it well. You have to pay the money out of your waist......&1t;/p>

The loss of money has brought this great taste of attention and the desire of everyone is really fucking expensive!&1t;/p>

His mind was twisting and rubbing, and his eyes were filled with those people who were lying in his voice. Master Duan felt an evil fire in his heart and could not stop running upwards. A phlegm suddenly surged up in his throat. He screamed strangely, and he bumped heavily from the chair...&1t;/p>

Seeing Mr. Duan falling in a daze, the shopkeepers surrounding Mr. Duan suddenly screamed in a mess: "Hi...what is wrong?"&1t;/p>

"I'm afraid I'm going to have phlegm! Pinch the person... Pinch the person..."&1t;/p>

"What are their phlegm? This is tired and bloody! Is there a hairpin? Is it so soft that I pricked my fingers and bleed. Otherwise, something really happened in a while!"&1t;/p>

"Is there a fucking girl here? Who is wearing a hairpin on the man..."&1t;/p>

"Please go..... Please look for the doctor to help you!" (To be continued)&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!