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071 Recruitment

After saying something, Song Zhou was speechless, and in the end he could only use her usual tricks.

Talking tricks.

"I don't care. Even if they are separated, they are still from our old Song family. My fourth brother is gone, and I can't even be able to keep his only bloodline!"

"Song Laosi's bloodline is here. What can you keep it or not? If you separate the family, you must look like you are separated. Aunt Song, you still have to be clear."

Lin Maofeng couldn't stand the way the Song Zhou family looked the most.

"The Song Li family and his son have just moved here to live. Don't say anything bad about the future. Your sixth brother passed the imperial examination and was promoted to the scholar. Don't ruin everything because of the imperial examination."

The imperial examination is a system for the selection of officials in the Darong. Before the appointment, the imperial court would send people to Maocai's hometown to investigate. Virtuous and filial and honest are the most important parts.

Lin Maofeng's words scared Song Zhou's face pale.

She remembered that Lao Liu seemed to have said something similar to her, but she would forget it when she was excited.

At that moment, Song Zhou went back in shame without saying a word.

Lin Maofeng went to find Song Chen.

He basically decided on the worker in the workshop, and he had to look for Song Chen to see if he had any comments.

Song Chen happened to finish breakfast and was about to go to the workshop to check it out. When he saw Lin Maofeng coming, he invited him to the workshop together.

On the way, the two talked about the workers.

"Some of the people I heard from Uncle Li Zheng are from a family, right?"

Song Chen didn't pay much attention to most people in Beiguan Village, but she basically remembered it after hearing it and seeing it.

Lin Maofeng nodded, "There are some of these people. These families are famous in the village and are honest and willing to work hard."

"I have no objection to the people I'm looking for. However, if our workshop starts to start production, there are not many workers needed. These twenty places and three families account for half of them. In other words, my workshop can only help less than ten households to create new inputs in a short period of time."

Since she did not ask Cang Xiuxuan to send someone over, she found someone in the village, just to create some employment opportunities for the villagers, so that everyone's life would not be so sad.

In the future, she became bigger and the whole village was her backing.

Lin Maofeng thought about what she said, "What do you mean is to try to get more people involved?"

"Yes, I hope that the first batch of twenty places will be from twenty families, and our village is only seventy or eighty families. It should be no problem to find twenty hardworking and hardworking people from eighty families. As for the others that have not been selected for the time being, some of them can become the reserves for the next batch. Those who have not been selected can collect herbs and sell them."

"Chen girl, you..."

Lin Maofeng felt unprecedented excitement when he heard Song Chen's words.

When Song Chen said it before, he didn't feel so real, but when she told him about this today, he seemed to have seen the bright future of Beiguan Village.

"Uncle Li Zheng, I am from Beiguan Village. If you want to be good, you will be together." Song Chen knew what he didn't finish afterwards meant.

"Okay, okay, okay, everyone in Beiguan Village must thank you!" Lin Maofeng said a few good words in a row.

"I will immediately gather the whole village together, and then select the workers in the workshop in public, and take this opportunity to tell everyone other things."

After Lin Maofeng finished speaking, he turned around and headed towards the village.

Song Chen did not stop him. His actions were entirely to earn her fame in the village, and she was happy to see it.

Lin Maofeng's movements were very fast. After a while, the whole village gathered in the center of the village.

Everyone gathered together and whispered, not knowing what happened.

Lin Maofeng stood on the platform, looking at the crowded people standing below, and began to shout at the top of his voice, "The Song family's pharmaceutical workshop is about to recruit workers. The first batch of people are recruiting twenty honest and diligent people. If you want to go, come to my place to register. It is fifteen yuan a day, and you can rest for one day a month."

"In addition, thirty preparation workers will be recruited. These thirty people will start working about a month after the workshop starts. Anyone who wants to go can come to me to register, and the wages are also 15 cents a day."

"What are you doing every day, and there is work every day?"

As soon as Lin Maofeng finished speaking, someone asked below, and there were many people eager to try. It seemed that as long as Lin Maofeng responded, they would rush up.

In fact, they have work every day or not, and they will go to make money. The person who asks is afraid that they can't figure out why they ask this.

I just thought it would be great if I really had work to do every day, and I could almost make half a piece of money in a month.

Lin Maofeng couldn't answer this question.

"As long as the medicinal materials are available, there is work to do every day." Song Chen did not say too much, "Pharmaceuticals is the business I have with Huichuntang. As long as there is no problem with Huichuntang, our pharmaceutical workshop will not have any problems."

When the villagers heard the three words Huichuntang, they were immediately excited.

According to this, if they can go to the workshop to work, would they be considered Huichuntang’s friend?

When I see the guys in the shops in the town look arrogant, they can only lower their heads to their chests. If they can become friends, they will be proud from the future!

“I do it.”

The first person spoke in the crowd, and the people behind them also shouted.

When Song Chen heard these voices, all of them were men, and he couldn't help but frown.

"In addition to the elder brother, uncle, sister-in-law and aunt can also sign up. Women do the work inside and men do the work outside, it has nothing to do with them."

Song Chen knew in his heart that if he really put both men and women in the same workshop to work, all kinds of rumors would appear in the village within three days, and she would be kind enough to do something bad.

Sure enough, with her words, a woman's voice soon appeared.

"Uncle Li Zheng, I'll leave it to you and my father next." Song Chen couldn't handle the selection of the person.

But Song Dashan and Lin Maofeng knew what the people in the village were like. With the two of them in check, there must be no scammers who could get through them now.

After some selection, the first batch of twenty people, Song Dashan and Lin Maofeng, had already selected them. According to their private communication before, the family could only choose one at most.

If you choose the second batch of people, it is not as easy as the first batch of people. After all, the first batch of people can work immediately, and everyone is scrambling to be the first batch of workers.

The second batch was still nothing for them.

Song Chen is not in a hurry. Anyway, the opportunity has been given, so don’t say she won’t take care of her anymore.

"Today, the first batch of twenty workers will prepare. I will come to learn about medicinal materials and process them tomorrow. Work will start in five days, but the wages will start from tomorrow."

Medicinal materials are not like other things, and they still need to be trained in a centralized manner.

The villagers who were selected had no objection, but they did not expect that the wages would be calculated from tomorrow, which made them all happy again.

Compared with the first batch of selected workers, the people who were not selected were still a little unhappy.

But they were just unhappy. They didn't know if they could get their wages after they finished their work. After all, it was not Song Chen who said that Huichuntang was from Huichuntang. If they couldn't afford the wages after doing things, wouldn't it be in vain?

Most villagers thought that they had a clear understanding of Song Dashan’s family. If such a large house was built, they probably had enough money to use.

If you don’t have money, what’s the salary?

No matter how capable Song Chen is, he has never done business in the past. It is considered good if he is not eaten by others.

Song Chen didn't know what they were thinking, nor did he care about these thoughts.

After the people here dispersed, she went back.

After she returned, she began to concentrate on sorting out the contract she had to sign. The workers in the pharmaceutical workshop must keep it confidential and the contract must be signed.

She still couldn't use the brush, and she couldn't take out the other brushes, so she could only continue to write with the branches she burned herself.

After a few days of acupuncture and Chinese medicine, Wang Gousheng himself had obviously felt the changes in his body. Now he is no longer drowsy all day long. When he is in good spirits, he will walk around the house.

Song Chen wrote the agreement in the living room, and she had to ask Song Dashan to find out some questions.

When Wang Gouzhou came, Song Chen wrote seriously and did not notice him.

Wang Gousheng stood aside for a while and was very interested in what Song Chen wrote.

"Xiaochen, what are you writing about?"

Song Chen turned his head and saw that it was him, so he asked Song He to bring a chair over, "I'm in the workshop worker's contract letter."

"What about this?" Wang Gousheng pointed at the charcoal strips on Song Chen's hand.

"This is a pen I made myself. My brush handwriting is ugly, so this one should be better." Song Chen was a little embarrassed, remembering the ridicule he received when he first wrote brush handwriting after coming here.

"Can I try it?" Wang Gousheng asked.

Song Chen was a little surprised, "Did your uncle read a book?"

Wang Gousheng shook his head, "I haven't read it before, I just think these words look interesting and want to try it."

Song Chen thought about it, and according to his previous physical condition and family conditions, it was impossible for him to study. In this era, he would buy a book for dozens of taels. Most scholars in the town copied books by themselves.

The contract was almost finished, so Song Chen simply stood up and gave his position to Wang Gousheng. "There are papers I wrote before. I'm going to try writing them on it."

Paper is also expensive, and Song Chen can't bear to leave it alone.

Wang Gousheng did not refuse, took the paper written by Song Chen on the side, picked a word inside and began to describe it.

When Song Chen saw the first word he wrote, it was indeed written by someone without any foundation, with a crooked and chaotic stroke order.

She didn't read it later. Twenty copies of the contract needed to be written, and it was up to her own.

As a result, when she finished writing the second contract before going to see Wang Gousheng.

She was shocked!
Chapter completed!
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