12dz Chapter 283: The Battle for Regulating the Industry
Chapter 283: The Battle for Regulating the Industry
A group of people, already living in poverty, were fighting to the death for a mere trifling gain. Perhaps there is no greater sorrow in the world than this.
After Zhao Sheng gave a stern reprimand, he thought for a moment, turned to Zhao Yongqiang and said, "Go to Magistrate Li about this matter and tell him to draft a safety management method for the construction of houses on Huipin Street.
Craftsmen who want to engage in construction and repair work on this street must obtain a professional qualification."
Zhao Yongqiang knew nothing about these matters. Since he was asking Magistrate Li to handle it, he had no worries and quickly responded, "I'll do it right away."
"No rush, let's go later." Zhao Sheng hurriedly stopped Zhao Yongqiang and looked at the embarrassed craftsmen opposite.
"I see that some of you are leaders, so I think you should have some skills. What I just said was not meant to embarrass you. As long as the leader has been in this industry for more than three years, he or she will be qualified, so you don't have to worry about it."
The craftsman in front of him couldn't help but show a look of joy on his face when he heard this.
"We understand your arrangement, sir," said a craftsman.
"Oh, do you really understand?" Zhao Sheng's eyes lit up and he asked curiously.
"Yes, your Excellency's intention is simply to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation and to ensure the quality of the construction."
"Well, you have a good idea. What's your name? What do you do?" Zhao Sheng asked again.
"Your Excellency, my name is Xia Minghan, and I have ten years of experience in house construction. I'm from Quyang, and I heard there was work to be found here, so I brought some people from my village here to try and get a job. I just started a job, and before I even finished it, I encountered this."
"Xia Minghan?" Zhao Sheng thought for a moment, then smiled and said to the others, "Since you are all engaged in house construction, why not take me to see how your work is going?"
Upon hearing this, the other craftsmen found the adult in front of them quite interesting.
Seeing that order was getting out of control, Liang Dong quickly reached out to stop the people approaching Zhao Sheng and said, "Prince Consort, please keep some distance."
When the craftsmen heard that the young man in front of them was the prince consort, they were so scared that they took several steps back.
"It's okay. We are all craftsmen. How could you harm me?" Although Zhao Sheng said this, he was actually a little scared in his heart. His hand unconsciously reached for his waist and quietly opened the safety of the wheel pistol.
It’s okay to act impressive, but your own life is equally important.
Surrounded by a crowd of people like stars surrounding the moon, Zhao Sheng and a group of people walked out of the security duty room.
"My dear...Prince Consort, this is the house that I led my men to build." Xia Minghan said, pointing to a house that had not yet been completed.
All the rooms are made of wood. Since we are temporarily holding an exhibition here, the style of the house is extremely simple.
However, this house seems to be a little different and is obviously one foot taller than the other houses.
"Why do you build houses higher?" Zhao Sheng asked in confusion.
"Hmph! He doesn't know the rules. Houses should be of the same height, but he insisted on making them higher." A local craftsman complained with dissatisfaction.
"Sir, in the street, we use eight-foot pillars, and the arch height is eight feet and eight centimeters, which is considered auspicious. One foot and one inch represents 'wealth'. Businessmen naturally want to make money, so our house will naturally be taller."
Xia Minghan bowed respectfully to Zhao Sheng and explained patiently.
"Oh~ there is such a saying. Well, you are very good. What you said makes sense."
Zhao Sheng was a soldier in the past, so he wasn't very familiar with these things. However, once when he was overseas, he met a man from Taiwan who mentioned these things.
Zhao Sheng thought of this, looked at Zhao Yongqiang beside him and said: "This, Xia Minghan, right? Just give him a qualification."
"Okay, Your Majesty." Zhao Yongqiang responded quickly.
After saying that, he continued walking forward while protecting Zhao Sheng.
Those houses that were obviously shorter than those built by Xia Minghan were obviously not as beautiful as the previous ones in Zhao Sheng's eyes. It was not that the craftsmen did not know how to build, but the shorter houses looked less grand.
He shook his head and continued walking forward.
There are a few houses scattered on the empty ground, and the construction speed is obviously slow, which is all due to local monopoly.
"Construction needs to be accelerated. The trade fair is about to start. There's less than a month left. We have to hurry!"
There was obvious displeasure in Zhao Sheng's tone, and the local craftsmen naturally understood the meaning of his words.
After seeing the construction on the street, Zhao Sheng left.
Zhao Yongqiang immediately conveyed Zhao Sheng's intention to Li Weiguang.
Soon, the documents for obtaining the qualifications of construction craftsmen entering Huipin Street were posted.
With the official letter, these craftsmen went to the government office, which still had a paper plaque. The newly appointed Jia Benzhou and Li Weiguang certified these craftsmen and issued an official letter allowing construction.
Craftsmen with official documents had an extra guarantee, and the number of craftsmen working on this street increased accordingly.
The Zhao and Li families were locals, so they naturally built much faster. The Cui family also had connections in Luancheng, so things went much more smoothly. Most of the money these craftsmen earned came from merchants outside the Great Zhou.
"What? The lease of this street can be extended? Does that mean we can continue to use the houses we built?"
Some businessmen suddenly discovered that this was a business opportunity, and perhaps their investment was not in vain.
More than half a month has passed quietly, and Huipin Street has quietly transformed into a rudimentary commercial landscape. Some astute merchants can't wait to kick off their sales.
On Pinhui Street, there is a wide variety of goods, ranging from the original simple grains, oils and groceries, to the iron farm tools necessary for farming, to convenient and delicious ready-to-eat meals. Each category carries the vitality of the market.
When the wool and cotton fabrics carefully crafted by the Luancheng workshop area appeared elegantly, it was like a warm spring breeze blowing into the hearts of merchants from afar, inspiring their unprecedented enthusiasm for buying.
"Putting on this dress is like putting on a warm embrace."
A foreign businessman who had just bought a wool sweater was full of joy and praised it highly, as if the fine wool not only wrapped his body but also warmed his heart.
Although it is already May, the north is still a bit chilly in the mornings and evenings. The temperature difference is so great that people have to prepare some clothes of appropriate thickness.
The businessman gently put the newly bought wool sweater on his shoulders. The comfort and warmth from the inside out made him full of satisfaction and anticipation for this purchase.
This news seemed to have wings, and with the scent of ink and the touch of paper of the "Expressway Evening News", it swept through the streets and alleys of the capital at lightning speed, leaped into the misty pavilions of Yanzhou, and then shuttled through the prosperous flowers of Luoyang.
Only in Bingzhou, due to the continuous beacon fires and the dense clouds of war, the flow of information seemed to be tightly blocked by the thick city walls and the haze of war, making it difficult for the sounds of wind and rain from the outside world to penetrate into this land baptized by war.