"Rest assured, everyone, we will keep our word. Brothers, bring down the ten large pots and distribute the meat stew to everyone. Let's eat first, and then officially start working!"
As he gave the order, the ten large pots were immediately carried down.
The laborers all brought their own utensils, and under the guidance of the Tiger Tail Village Manager, they began to line up, waiting to get the meat stew.
Watching the smiles on the faces of the laborers, Zhang Hai shook his head slightly, sneering coldly in his heart.
Ten pots meant 6,000 pounds, 3,000 silver taels; over ten days, that would be 30,000 silver taels' worth of beast meat. Did these people really think they could eat beast meat every day? Impossible!
The progress of construction each day is up to them to decide. Father Zhang Yiqing said just last night, at most he would only allocate 10,000 taels for buying beast meat, which is about 20,000 pounds.
