"The forty-five people who were newly recruited by the farm are all pretty good."
The study room was brightly lit. Gu Xiang sat at the table, looking through the reports delivered from various places recently, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Qiu Li glanced at her and saw that she was looking at the latest personnel files. She thought her little lady was also quite satisfied with the performance of her employees, so she nodded and said seriously, "They are all very hardworking, they are really smart, they know how to do things, and they are very well integrated. There are no signs of bullying outsiders on the farm at present."
Gu Xiang nodded seriously: "Well, they are doing well. Looking back at the farm, I think there are more foods to prepare for rotation, all of which are physical work, so it is not good to not keep up with the food."
Qiu Li: "…that's right."
She was particularly concerned about the food of employees for her young lady, and she had long been used to it.
I didn't understand it before, because she was not as far-sighted as her little lady.
Facts have proved that the little lady is right. Good enough food can indeed increase the enthusiasm of employees to work, make everyone like the farm and be willing to work on the farm all the time.
There are very big rules and many skills in farming. It is not easy to cultivate a group of real and good people who serve crops. After training, you must naturally win people's hearts.
If you want employees to work hard, you can’t just sign a contract, just as the little lady said—“Everyone wants to regard the farm as their home.”
Only by treating the farm as your own home and working for the farm is the same as working for yourself, that is the best state.
"Miss, I save my life and give me a future. The Gu family is my family."
So she always does her best to do her best when doing things for the Gu family. If Gu Xiang doesn't mind anything that doesn't do well, she will be nervous and unable to sleep at night.
Gu Xiang responded gently, his face also gentle and serious: "I really hope everyone is like Qiuli in my family!"
A few words made Qiu Li very moved, her cheeks flushed, and even those few words that had already reached the mouth with a little criticism were thrown out of the sky for a while.
Her little lady spent no money. Although the farm produces very high and every household has a good harvest, she still buys grain and food ingredients in large quantities... It’s okay to collect grain and food ingredients, but she opens her own restaurant, and some good food ingredients are good for business.
The little lady was a rich boy, and she used various tricks to supplement the villagers around her. She said that she would win-win cooperation and spread her skills. She would not only spread the skills that could pass on her family, but also give her good seeds and distribute vegetables. Even the worries of these people were relieved.
If the new seeds planted in the village according to the new method are not well harvested, the young lady will give you subsidies.
The things grown could not be sold, so my little wife agreed to buy them.
Qiuli only saw the two abacus beads of Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Xiao trolling quickly, and a large sum of money from the house flowed out, so she couldn't help but feel dizzy.
Every time Qiu Lilai wants to talk to Gu Xiang, he always goes off topic in the end.
Gu Xiang coaxed the maid and opened the file at hand, swept away at once, and all kinds of information were instantly immersed in his mind.
She really wanted to win over this group of smart and clever new diners. Most of the farm employees and the villagers of Guzhuang still provided her with food spots every day, but it has become more and more stable.
She hasn't felt the surging emotions of diners for a long time and has not enjoyed the fun of the skyrocketing food orders.
It is really not easy to raise this diner.
Insensitive diners only know how to stuff food into their stomachs to survive. Those who are under too much pressure and pain have no intention of feeling the beauty and have very few delicacies to pay for.
They don't have it at all, so how can they give it to her?
But you can enjoy it with plenty of food and clothing, but gradually become difficult to satisfy.
"Why!"
Gu Xiang suddenly wanted to eat candied haws yesterday, so he rolled up his sleeves and boiled a small pot of syrup, and selected a batch of good hawthorns to make some candied haws.
With her tongue, the seasoning will naturally not go wrong. Only considering that the children are sweet, she dipped it a little more sugar.
The result - Humph.
The little kids actually have some disgust.
Even a year ago, the little kids in Manguzhuang might not be able to eat a piece of candy during festivals.
Gu Xiang rolled his eyes a little and suddenly remembered: "By the way, many of the soldiers brought by Li Dutou are from the northwest. Prepare midnight snacks for them tonight. Don't cook dry rice. Cooking noodles is more suitable for their appetite."
Qiu Li responded and quickly opened the booklet in her hand and recorded it.
Nowadays, Gu Xiang is doing more and more things, and the people around him are under great pressure. As the saying goes, good memory is not as good as bad pen tips. Everyone has a booklet, which is only the size of a palm. It usually does not take up space in the sleeves, and it is easy to use. It is really convenient to use a piece of fired wooden charcoal pen.
Qiu Li has already recorded half a box of such a booklet. She flipped through it before going to bed at night, and she was always extremely satisfied.
Gu Xiang looked at Qiu Liji and smiled a little: "I cooked a pot of mung bean soup to Li Dutou these days, and I think he is a little angry."
There was fog in the evening, and the sea of ​​clouds that were often seen on the hills were gone, and the sky was dark.
Li Dutou felt that the sky was really similar to his mood.
Whenever he had the chance, he would talk to the princess and the envoy Hua about returning to Beijing. He also wanted to find General Di, but the young general could not see anyone all day long. Sometimes he heard that he would go to build houses with a few servants and villagers, and sometimes he heard that he would not know what to do with his people to the mountains.
General Di couldn't reach it, and the princess was so polite. All the treatment he gave him was the same as that of Brother Dog and Commander Chen.
Every day, you can follow the princess's guard team to train. After the training, the meat on the stove is not eaten at will, but it is necessary to eat enough.
Li Du smiled bitterly. How could he remember what he came to do for the boys he brought? He was so happy every day that he was tiring several times more training than before, and he just complained casually, which made him feel insincere.
The day before yesterday, Li Dutou and a group of boys were teaching in the guard team. It was a cultural class. At the beginning, everyone was smiling and just thinking it was resting.
But after listening to a few chapters, Li Dutou almost knelt down - he suddenly heard the incisive history books in such a place and in such a classroom.
Shouldn’t this be something... emperors and generals want to learn? How can we tell these... ordinary soldiers?
How can they listen to these contents? How can they match them?
The first lesson was taught by the princess himself. Now when Li Dutou remembered it, he was still sweating profusely and was confused.
Li Dutou thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't remind the princess anything.
He was a little reluctant to let it go.
Chapter completed!