As May enters May, the group of workers and apprentices who came to Guanzhong five years ago will be over, and those who can survive will have hundreds of trump card wages to get. Today is the time when the shopkeeper Luo settles the accounts with the workers and apprentices who are about to arrive. Although there are always some deductions, the big numbers are still not wrong.

The cicada began to grow taller and shorter, "Cicada" and "Cicada". Although the Qiu Workshop strictly blocked the news outside, there was no airtight wall in the world. When the weather became hot, the workers and disciples were also warmed up. In private, there was a rumor that the court had laid a fertile soil in the west of Shishan. As long as they went, they would be given fields and could borrow oxen and farm tools. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Hundreds of workers and disciples lined up to walk into the account room. Although they were tortured by the five years of hard work, their faces were covered with divine light, and their eyes were full of excitement. The workers and disciples around could not help but try. It was the day when the annual appointment was coming to collect wages that more workers and disciples could bear it. A young worker and disciple were waiting in the queue, smiling from ear to ear.

"That man surnamed Sun even took his wife in advance. As soon as he received the wages, he would go to Shishan together." Guo Hong said in jealously. Bao Qizhang licked his lips and murmured, "What a woman." He also glanced at the young wife from Guandong. He had a thin waist and a big butt. When the couple arrived at Shishan, they would give birth to a son. Most of the workers and apprentices in this workshop had not seen serious women in two or three years. Whenever they paid their wages, prostitutes and gambling stalls buzzed over like flies that smelled blood. Some people couldn't hold back their anger and spent the hard work of half a year or even two years.

Turning his face from the accounting office, Bao Qizhang and Guo Hong had to concentrate on dealing with the loom in front of him. The light in the workshop was very dark. In order to prevent the rain from wetting the machine and cloth materials, the workshop built a thatched roof with air was exposed on all sides, and surrounded it with a mat in winter. In addition to the common silk and hemp in Kanto, Xia Guo Workshop also weaves a lot of wool thread. The loom used in the workshop is much more complicated than that used by Kanto. The eyes, hands and feet are constantly busy, and there are six or seven more pedals.

There are three or four few. Therefore, when weaving, you must concentrate on weaving the fabric according to the pattern. You can only use a single loom to weave the patterns on the fabric. In order to weave the patterns on the fabric, the weaving worker's left toe pulls the sky and the right toe pulls the ground. Every time a weaving thread is weaving, a sky and ground fusion must be lifted, and a pedal control shuttle is also a pedal control shuttle. After you are proficient, two or more people can weave more and more complex patterns. The woven fabric must also go through subsequent processes such as slurry and washing, which is considered to be completed.

Bao Qizhao and Guo Hong were both exhausted and their eyes were full of stars. After seven or eight hours, they dragged their tired bodies down from the loom and walked to the shed step by step, but they noticed that the atmosphere around them was a little strange.

"The boss deducted the wages and asked them to do it for a while." Someone said in a muffled voice. Manager Luo found a book of accounts, and the materials that the workers and disciples had used to learn skills in the early stages were listed on it for five years. The shopkeeper said that the workshop was short of staff now, and if these workers and disciples were easy to talk about and do another period, they would be fine. If they forced to leave, they would be embarrassed to settle the accounts openly and not pay the workshop a sum of money.

"Is that right?" Bao Qichao grinned, but his expression seemed to be crying. His full hope was in the account book of Manager Luo. But God knows, besides his salary, he remembers something.

"If you meet me, you will fight with them!" Guo Hong lowered his voice and said angrily.

The man next to him was named Li, who was lying on the earthen kang and turned over. He farted with a "pop" and then said sobly: "Work, how do you fight? The guardian is holding swords, guns, bows, arrows, and muskets. With a bang, even the iron plate was penetrated." His eyes were completely cloudy, as if a thick phlegm-like color flowed out of despair. It was better to die than to live.

"After all, I will kill Gao Laipi, the evil dog." Guo Hong lowered his voice and said to Bao Qizhang angrily. Gao Laipi was the foreman who tricked them into the workshop. Guo Hong kept thinking that if he hadn't been trapped in this hell, he might have already divided up fifty acres of land in Shishan and asked for a wife, and maybe the babies would have crawled on the ground.

"Don't be ruthless, you will suffer." Bao Qizhang was still as arrogant as mud. He lay quietly on the earthen kang on his back, waiting to knock on the clay pot to drink porridge. He thought silently that there were two years left. In two years, will he get the 100 coins he deserved? If he can't get it, should he hang himself? Or should he leave with a rolling bed? "It's still as Guo Langzi said, kill Gao Laizi, I will lose my life." Bao Qizhang suddenly had a vicious thought.

The porridge was a little thicker than before, but Bao Qizhao and Guo Hong were not happy. After drinking, they licked the bowl clean and didn't need to wash it. Then they went to the earthen kang weakly, without saying a word for a night, and fell asleep. The thick clouds in the sky covered the moon, looking like a heavy rain was approaching, but the rain could not fall and it was very hot. Twenty-seven or eight practitioners lay on the earthen kang, all of them were red in their flesh, and they were snoring loudly, and from time to time, they heard the sound of "bang" and "bang" to drive away mosquitoes and flies.

Foreman Qiu Liuer drank two taels of rice wine, and his eyes were red when he burned. He looked straight at the woodshed and asked with some concern: "Fifth Master, is it really okay?"

Master Du Wu curled his lips disdainfully and cursed, "Is he coward?" He spat, "It's not the first time for men to do this. The stupid man surnamed Sun was still locked in the shed. The opportunity is rare, no one will pull you if you don't get it!" He scratched his crotch without any eloquence and walked towards the woodshed quickly. The other two foremen followed him. Qiu Liu hesitated for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and followed. Compared with the prostitute with broken shoes, the wife of Sun was a good wife. Not long after, violent struggles and gasps sounded in the woodshed.

The next morning, Manager Luo summoned these foremen, with a dark face. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped Du Wu, almost slapped him out of his teeth. "The big shopkeeper." Du Wu covered his face aggrievedly, "The little one knew he was wrong." As he said, this was not the same thing as he did. There was a more beautiful one who had been filial to the shopkeeper.

"Why can't a group of stupid pigs control the thing below?" Manager Luo cursed, "Everything to cause trouble for me!" He lowered his head. The boy named Sun was really in trouble. He even shouted everywhere to sue the official. As soon as the official Qiu went to Guandong to urge goods, a mess broke out, but he could teach himself how to explain.

"Shopkeeper," Du Wu said with a saliva, "even if the unlucky worker and apprentice go to sue, the yamen constable will ask for evidence and it is useless to call for justice."

Manager Luo was furious when he heard this, and raised his feet and kicked him to the ground, shouting, "Don't you see when can you let him meet the official?" He had a dark face, gasped for a while, and he flashed in his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "As usual, you guys do good things, you guys will handle them!" Seeing the four foremen below stunned on the ground, he shouted coldly: "Why don't you get out of here!"

After walking out of the account, Qiu Liuer whispered and tentatively: "Fifth Master, are you going to make the man and woman?" He paused and sighed: "That woman is not bad, it's a pity." With a slight regret, Du Wu's eyes flashed slightly, and he said grimly: "Good boy, I'm brave enough."

The news that the woman was tainted was heard, as if a spark had fallen on a dry firewood pile. The workers who were originally angry because of their wages being deducted were even more angry, but they were not afraid to show it under the long-term pressure of the foreman. "Balls, a bunch of beasts!" An honest man like Bao Qizhang also whispered and gritted his teeth. "These gangs of killers." Guo Hong spitted on the ground. When two or three workers passed by each other, they looked at each other, with hatred eyes in their eyes.

When the work was done, the foreman called out to discuss it. Later, the couple disappeared. It was said that the shopkeeper gave him a lot of money to send it away. Some people even secretly envied the good luck of the surname Sun. Until the morning of the fourth day, the county government came to ask, saying that the farmer who was digging medicinal materials in the suburbs dug out two bodies, and one of them found a deed, indicating that the man was named Sun Lu, who had been a tutor in the Qiu Family Workshop for five years. After the period expired, he would cash out a hundred coins of wages. Because the workshop had not been cashed out, Sun Lu carefully placed this small roll of paper that he didn't recognize a few words in the gap in his clothes. Several murderers did not find it.

After Zhang asked Manager Luo, he asked the staff and apprentice who lived in the same shed with Sun Lu. Now, the entire workshop seemed to be blowing like cold water dripping into a pan. Not long after the constable left, thousands of staff and apprentice ignored the foreman's intimidation and surrounded the account room three layers inside and three layers outside. "Kill people to pay for their lives!" "Those who are lying first!" I don't know who started yelling first, but many people followed. Bao Qizhang and Guo

Hong also squeezed into the crowd with a flushed face. "These grandsons are too bullying!" Guo Hong turned around and said to Bao Qizhang. He saw a worker in front of him who was already chasing and chasing a foreman named Yang, and soon he fisted. The crowd was excited, and the foreman seemed a little cowardly now. They no longer had their usual arrogance, holding swords, bows, crossbows, and muskets like facing a great enemy, guarding outside the accounting and warehouses.

The workers and disciples outside were getting more and more fierce. Some shouted, "Shopkeeper Luo said, speak!" "Call the boss out to speak!" Some were shouting, "Give us the wages!" "Kill someone to pay for their lives!" Some lost their minds and began to smash the loom, and then threw the broken wood towards the foremen.

Suddenly, I don’t know which foreman slipped. With a whoosh, a crossbow arrow was inserted straight into the face of a worker.

It was even more like adding fuel to the fire. The workers and disciples who had been surrounded by water were immediately thrown into pieces like raindrops. More people shouted loudly: "Anyway, it's a death, I'm fighting with him and other dogs!"
Chapter completed!