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Chapter 242 Jiangyan 2

(Don’t read if it’s repeated, it will be revised tomorrow)

The guards at several city gates were almost scared out of their wits. Did they lose their jobs? And they were assigned to the thankless work of repairing dams?!

However, they unfortunately got into trouble with Princess Jin's team, so why was it the Yang family who punished them?

In fact, they belong to the Yang family and work for the Yang family!

Several people became angry and said, "Humph, he is just a branch of the Yang family. Let's go to the master and file a lawsuit against him."

Their master is a direct descendant of the Yang family. The person who truly leads the Southwest Army has Concubine Yang and the fifth prince as his backers. Who would be afraid of a small prefect from a branch of the Yang family.

"Let's go." If they sue well, who can say that they won't have the opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune.

Yang Jian naturally didn't know that someone was going to sue him. Of course, it didn't matter even if he knew about it.

Anyone who dares to bully his teammates is considered good if he doesn't hit those individuals.

Yang Jian's ideas have always been inconsistent with the Yang family's purpose, but the head of the Yang family has not suppressed his development. It can be seen that the Yang family knows his affairs.

I am definitely afraid that one day he will be liquidated by the royal family, and his side branch will be able to save him. Even if he cannot be saved, the Yang family will still have his side branch's bloodline to pass on.

Of course, the premise is that the nine tribes are not killed, but even if they are killed, Yang Jian can still resist it.

The most important thing now is what is in front of you.

Yang Jian was happy, and his subordinates all noticed that the curvature of the corners of his mouth was smaller.

After parting and dying in one life, they met again in the second life. Just in time, infrastructure construction was started, and these are the passionate and good young people of China.

At the front of the team, Young Master Nan and Young Master Wei came back, "Girl, there is no inn in Yancheng that big enough to accommodate our team."

The downwind team is really too large. Yancheng is flooded all year round, the economy is backward, and the development of all walks of life is hindered. There is really no inn that can accommodate five to six hundred people and nearly a hundred carriages.

Do we have to live in two or three separate houses? It would be difficult to manage the goods. The two of them traveled through most of Yancheng but could not find a suitable inn. They were really heartbroken.

"No need to look for it, Mr. Yang has arranged it, follow." Wei Zhen pointed to Yang Xiaosi.

Oh? It’s official? Is there such a good treatment? He won’t be sent to prison, right? Nan Shao and Wei Shao were suspicious, but they smartly went to Pan Butcher to find out the situation.

Because their girl is too smart, she always thinks that others can understand it at a glance just like her, and has no intention of explaining at all.

Moreover, Miss Mi, who is always considerate and considerate, is not quite right either.

Uh...what's going on?!

Yang Jian glanced around at the people around Wei Zhen. They were all young people, energetic, and looked very capable. They were all responsible for themselves.

She is surrounded by such a group of talents all the time. This is the ability of a general. Even if she does not have an official seal, she is still a commander-in-chief.

Therefore, everyone is willing to respect Wei Zhen as the boss, but her contribution is several times that of ordinary people.

"What did you want to eat just now? I'll let someone arrange it." Yang Jian felt sorry for these two women, and the first time she spoke was not for official reasons.

In this era, there is no need for a girl to run around from home to home. It is just because they have no status and they have to do it as a last resort.

Therefore, I have to work harder and at least get a prime minister position so that I can be their backer.

"You take care of the arrangements, and the brothers will take care of them." There were many people, so Wei Zhen did not make any requests, believing that Yang Jian could make arrangements.

"Well, are there any of our people in the northwest?" Yang Jian asked nervously, fearing that Wei Zhen would give a negative answer, but if not, why did Wei Zhen spend so much effort to build the northwest? It caused a fuss.

"Well, Xiao Liu Mo'en is the deputy general of the Nanshan City garrison in the northwest; Xiao Jiu Shen Nianjin is the general of the Shen family army in the south; Xiao Si Yang Jian in the southwest is the prefect of Sichuan Province.

The rest, east and north, me and the third child will look for them again." Wei Zhen's eyes were firm, and she would definitely keep searching until all the brothers in their team were complete.

Wei Zhen made a lot of noise. If communications weren't backward in this era, those who received the news would have contacted her automatically, instead of having to search from place to place.

After receiving such news, Yang Jian finally showed a smile on his face, "Very good, we will work hard. By then, no one in this world can make things difficult for you two."

This is their goal. In this life, everyone must live to the end of their lives without any regrets.

The corner of Mi Le's mouth twitched, you are a scroll king and you still have to work hard? Is there any way for others to survive? This is the rhythm of trying to overthrow the Zhao Dynasty.

"It's not necessary to work so hard, just be okay." Otherwise you will really lose your friends, Wei Zhen said with rare sincerity and sincerity.

"Then what can we do? It is a good time, so we have to do business. Letting the people live and work in peace and contentment is the meaning of our coming here.

Let's just talk about Yancheng. Floods occur every year, large areas of fertile farmland are abandoned, and the people are short of food. Life is too difficult.

I have inspected the terrain and found that, just like the predecessors who built water conservancy projects without dams, I took advantage of the situation based on the special terrain, water veins, and water potential at the mouth of the river.

Damless water diversion and gravity irrigation make embankment, water diversion, flood discharge, sand discharge, and flow control interdependent and form a system.

It ensures that the comprehensive benefits of flood control, irrigation, water transportation and social water use can be fully exerted.

This is Jiangyan.

Regarding various technical issues related to water conservancy, I need the support of the boss to improve the shortcomings of the plan. As for the cost of building materials and other aspects, I need the help of the third boss to come up with the data of the plan.

I have no skills on my own, and the skills of the people under my command are so poor that they won’t be able to teach them for a while.

No one is available. This project has been under construction for more than half a year, and the progress has been greatly extended. It seems that next year’s flood season is coming soon.”

Yang Jian started talking non-stop again, without any sign of stopping.

That's all, they have learned the same theoretical knowledge. Otherwise, who among the locals here can keep up with Yang Jian's ideas? Of course not.

This phenomenon once made Yang Jian depressed for a long time, and he suddenly missed the interstellar era, but he had to be cautious in ancient times, and there were still people in several cities waiting to be fed.

Wei Zhen and Mi Le are autistic. This guy has been suppressed for too long, so let him say enough.

Moreover, he has to do the work. Alas, it's a good thing there is only one such brother, otherwise he would be driven crazy.

"Uh-huh... ok." Wei Zhen was still very patient and responded to Yang Jian from time to time. In fact, no one knew whether she listened or not.

Because, her eyes were focused on the food on the roadside.

"The chef in my house has a specialty dish called spicy chicken. This dish uses dozens of seasonings and a hundred sets of procedures.

The cooked chicken is spicy and refreshing, salty and mellow, with a hint of sweetness.”

"Did you do it?"

"Want to eat!"

Wei Zhenmi Le said in unison, she would be so enthusiastic, just for a bite of spicy chicken.

Yang Jian raised the corner of his mouth proudly, "If I can't cure you, hum!" "Then it depends on your performance.

Well done, a set of spicy chicken every day. This dish can only be made authentically by my chef.

There are also Mapo tofu, Dongpo pork elbow, bean paste crucian carp, pocket tofu, pickled fish, couple's lung slices, ants climbing the tree, beggar's chicken, and fish-flavored shredded pork."

"Well done, give me the cook." Even if we don't go back to celebrate the New Year, we still have to build a small Jiangyan.

Because they have a cook, they celebrate the New Year every day. This is the treatment a boss should have.

"The chance is great, it depends on your performance." There are several such cooks in his house, and Yang Jian doesn't feel bad at all if one of them is given out.

Besides, this is definitely not as good as the royal chef, but let’s trick people into working first.

"Okay!" Wei Zhen and Mi Le looked at each other and decided to fight for their stuttering.

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