Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

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"Hey, have you seen the imperial list? If you go to the Northland to farm and open up wasteland, you will be given 20 taels of silver. I heard that there is a shortage of people in the Northland."

"Why do you care about Na Qiu's work? How can you go to the north to farm? You spray Na Qiu Kuo every day!"

"Do you think this emperor's list is real or fake? If you give me so much money, you won't trick people and then ask for 'click!'"

Dr. Tea from Baoli Teahouse patted the two people talking on the shoulders and said, "Don't make blind guesses, the imperial list is real. Baoli is cooperating with this matter, but there is a shortage of manpower for farming in the North."

The tea drinkers around also stopped talking and looked at Dr. Tea: "Tell me what's going on."

Dr. Tea gritted his teeth and said: "This matter is quite simple. Goguryeo was destroyed by us, and all the prisoners of Goguryeo were sent to mine. Previously, the people of Goguryeo were still under observation, and the court could not use their strength. This time Isn’t this what happened?”

Tea Guest A asked: "Can crops really be grown in this bitter cold land in the north?"

Dr. Tea suddenly became interested: "You have asked the right person! Everyone knows that tea trees like higher mountains and places with relatively lower temperatures, but not too low."

"Then there is soil. This soil is very particular. Plants are the same as us. Just like eating, they also need nutrients in the soil. In addition, they can grow as soon as the sun shines."

Dr. Tea looked around furtively and whispered: "I'm telling you, don't spread rumors!"

The tea guests were waiting for the next words, and they were all impatient: "Say it quickly! I'll forget it if I die!"

A sensible person directly took a 20-tael banknote and said, "How about it?"

Dr. Tea smiled and accepted the treasure, and then said cautiously: "Our young master brought back some of the soil from the North. I have used it before!"

"Hey, why don't you just show off and play riddles with us?"

Dr. Tea asked the tea guests to calm down: "Shhh! The soil is black! It's loose and loose, and it feels like you can squeeze out oil when you pinch it!"

"Later I heard from the young master that this is a rare black soil in the world. This black soil is good for anything you grow!"

Some tea drinkers began to think wildly: "Can't we just dig up the soil and transport it back?"

When the other tea guests heard what he said, they scoffed: "Hey, after digging the soil and transporting it back, why don't you fly over?"

Seeing their lively conversation, Dr. Tea knocked on the table: "Everyone, please don't spread the word about this black land. I have to be polite here."

The tea guests all nodded in agreement and spoke clearly.

Such dramas appeared in Baoli Trading Firms everywhere, and soon more and more people were called to register at the Hubu Yamen.

Fang Xuanling originally thought that there would not be so many people willing to stay away from their hometown, but this time the Hubu Yamen was paralyzed, and he immediately got up to find Yuchi Baoqi and Li Shimin for a meeting.

Fang Xuanling, who had just taken two steps, turned around and went back, using the telegraph machine to send a telegram clumsily, but the telegram was sent to the wrong person.

There were too many people, and there were not enough people. Officials guarding the telegraph machine were sent out to maintain order and register.

Yuchi Baoqi looked at the telegram in his hand which started with 'Your Majesty': "Holy crap, what do you mean, old man? It's cold, can you give me some clothes?"

"Dad! Dad! I am trying to make me rebel!"

Li Shimin looked at the word "British Master" and wondered what Fang Xuanling was doing.

Yuchi Baoqi drove the car and quickly arrived at the outskirts of the Hubu Yamen. Why was it the outskirts? It was because it was full of people and couldn't get in!

Yuchi Baoqi took out a speaker from his pocket. It was rented by the system for [-] yuan an hour.

"I am a British father-in-law. It makes no sense for you to do this. You can't just go if you want to! What we want is someone who can move the whole family and can farm, not someone who fishes in troubled waters!"

The people all fell silent, obviously what Yuchi Baoqi said was effective.

"Our recruitment requirements and necessary conditions will be posted at the door of the Household Office tomorrow. Anyone who belongs to Baoli Commercial Bank can get the same notice!"

"What you need to do now is to line up in an orderly manner. Officials from the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Affairs will issue a number to each of you and will receive you in batches tomorrow!"

Fang Xuanling hurried to the yamen gate and ordered the officials to start distributing number plates to the people and receive the people in stages tomorrow.

Yuchi Baoqi looked at the people who had become more orderly and quietly took back the loudspeaker. There was no charge for the trial period of three ten minutes.

“It’s so cool to pick up a bunch of wool!”

Government offices and Baoli Trading Firm in various regions within the Tang Dynasty received Yuchi Baoqi's telegram, and they quickly selected people from various places who were suitable for going to the Northland.

Half a month later, Li Shimin and Yuchi Baoqi felt relieved when they looked at the thick account transfer booklet handed to them.

"The people moving to the north are ready. When are you going to send them there?"

Yuchi Baoqi thought for a while: "I still have to let them build houses according to this number of people. Now the weather is getting colder and it will be spring."

He did what he said and used the telegraph machine in Li Shimin's Ganlu Hall to send a telegram to Yuchi Mountain.

"Brother Dashan, we have recruited more than [-] people. Is that enough? Speaking of which, you have to settle these people well."

Yuchishan was eating. He was so busy that when he was able to eat in the afternoon, he saw a telegram from someone below.

Yuchishan opened the telegram anxiously and slapped himself in the face: "Oh! You can't live! You can't live! You can kill me! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Yuchishan slapped the rice bowl in his hand and knocked it upside down on the table: "Seven hundred thousand! Seven hundred thousand! Wuwuwuwu!"

Behind every prosperous Tang Dynasty, there are countless horses and oxen that are facing collapse. The Yuchi Mountains are about to burst apart.

Yuchi Baoqi didn't wait for Yuchishan's return, so he didn't care.

At this time, the person in charge of Baoli Trading Company in Qizhou received a telegram from Yuchishan. Looking at the exaggerated figures on the telegram, the manager went directly to the Governor's Mansion to find Wei Tong.

"Master Wei! Look, Qizhou City is about to be refurbished! We need 3000 million tons of cement in four months! We can also get this gravel, sand, and gravel, so we can arrange for the factory to start working quickly!"

Wei Tong was talking to his colleagues in the governor's office about how to find a way to sell goods. He suddenly heard Manager Zhang's shout and felt excited.

"Where did the news come from? Is it true?"

Manager Zhang stretched out his finger and flicked the telegram in his hand: "The Beidi construction team needs it. This is a big deal! There will definitely be other construction in the future. This time, it has become the pillar industry of our Qizhou City." Is it stable?"

Wei Tong took the telegram with bright eyes and read it word for word.

"Who is this Yuchishan?"

Manager Zhang looked solemn: "This is the head of the founding manager. He once blew up [-] Tubo cavalry in the Tubo War and saved the young master from fire and water."