After Manager Song left, Sang Ye called his third aunt and Zheng Dacheng home and told them the good news, asking them to continue recruiting people according to the previous reward method.

The third aunt and Zheng Dacheng were very happy. You should know that for every 100 people they had added, their wages increased by 200 people. This time, the Zhang family increased the number of pickups, and they had to gather at least 200 people each to make shoes and soles, or even more. In this way, they could earn several taels of silver in a year.

"Xiao Ye, the shoes are sold so well. According to Manager Song's meaning, they will be better and better. This time we can just gather more people to store more shoes. If you add more volume next time, you don't need to panic and look for people everywhere." After calming down, the third aunt suggested to Sang Ye.

Zheng Dacheng, who was standing aside, also made another suggestion: "We need a lot of fabric for uppers and soles. Last time we went to the city with Brother Zheng to feed the materials, I saw someone buying rag heads in the cloth shop. The price is much cheaper than the good cloth that is sold by pound. Why don't we cooperate with those cloth shops and buy all the rag heads back to make the soles, just make pads in the innermost part of it."

Sang Ye looked at Zheng Dacheng unexpectedly, nodding or shook his head: "Brother Zheng's proposal is very good. If you make too many shoes in the future, using rag head soles can save a lot of money, but there are some inappropriate things to do." As she said that, she told the disadvantages of using rag head soles to absorb the soles.

She had thought about using rag heads to save costs and expenses, but the demand for soles was too high, and using rag heads alone was definitely not enough. Moreover, rag heads were too fragmented, and it was a waste of time to piece them together to make cloth boards. She was worried that the soles made were not flat, so she didn't do this.

Now that Zheng Dacheng said this, she did not reject her enthusiasm without wanting to jeopardize her enthusiasm, and put these problems in front of Zheng Dacheng one by one, allowing Zheng Dacheng to weigh whether it is cost-effective to do so, and whether there is a better way to solve these problems.

After hearing Sang Ye's concerns, Zheng Dacheng smiled honestly and said his solution: "In our village, most women either make shoes or soles, or men with strength pick up needles and threads. I thought that they could gather the elderly who were not very good at using their eyes but still had skills, and let them cut the rag heads into cloth boards layer by layer. This would not delay us from making soles, but also increase the income of each household."

The most important thing is that the money saved by using rag heads to cover the soles can completely pay the wages of the elderly who make cloth boards and save a lot of money. Moreover, the elderly are patient and work more meticulous than young people. The cloth boards made with rag heads are often better than those of young people. The cloth boards made with rag heads will not be worse than those of good cloth.

Sang Ye was overjoyed. After thinking for a while, he felt that this idea was very feasible, so he couldn't help but say to Zheng Dacheng: "You have a solution! OK, try this first. If the soles of the shoe are the same as good cloth, then put them on the rag head to make the cloth. As for the personnel who make the cloth, you will arrange it."

When his suggestion was adopted, Zheng Dacheng's slightly vicissitudes of life showed a bright smile on his face, looking happier than Sang Ye, the boss. He nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, boss, I will do this."

Zheng Dacheng is steady and reliable in doing things. He has done everything he has done so much so that Sang Ye naturally has nothing to worry about, but he just encourages him to let go.

The three of them continued to discuss recruitment and decided to expand the scope of recruitment and go to the market with a large number of people in the town to post recruitment notices. If the staff is too scattered, they will rent a house in the town as a shoemaking workshop, so that these staff can make shoes directly in the workshop, and then choose a reliable person as the manager to be responsible for the operation of the entire workshop.

After the third aunt and Zheng Dacheng left, Mangye, who was idle, spread the big cakes on the chair. The fat bun ran in with trembling body, biting her pants legs and pulling them out.

The mulberry leaves didn't know what it was going to do, so they had to hold the hand and stand up with it with difficulty and walk out with it. As a result, the fat guy ran to the bottom of the peach tree, and patted the trunk with his feet, then turned his head and shouted at the mulberry leaves. The meaning was obvious.

"Eat and eat, you will know how to eat all day long, and don't look at how fat you are." Sang Ye patted the fat bun's big furry head angrily, but he still picked up the bamboo pole leaning against the tree, picked a few ripe peaches and knocked them down.

Before she could bend down and pick up the peaches

As soon as he got up, the fat bun ran over and held the fragrant peaches in his mouth and sent them to Mangye's hands, looking at her with a eager eyes.

Don’t think that Fat Group is kind-hearted and picks up the peaches for mulberry leaves to eat. It wants to eat them but doesn’t like to eat peach pits, so it sends the peaches to mulberry leaves and asks her to take out the peach pits and give it only the peach meat.

Mangye was both angry and funny. Seeing the fat bun looking at him with a gaze, he shook his head helplessly. As it was, he held the peach in both hands and broke it hard along the slit of the peach, and the peach turned into two petals. Once he broke it, the peach pit was easily and loosely removed.

"Eat it, eat it, maybe next year you won't be able to eat the peaches I broke for you." The mulberry leaves stuffed the peach meat into the bloody mouth of the fat ball, with a faint melancholy on his face: "You are going to return to the mountains and forests to live independently. In the future, no one will take out the pits for you when you eat fruits. Don't be picky about food and not eat them, otherwise the nutrition will be unbalanced and will easily get sick."

After discussing with Zheng Lin, Mang Ye decided to release the fat group into the forest after the autumn harvest. Although the grizzly bear usually lives independently after the age of three, and the fat group will only be two years old, she was worried that the fat group will lose the ability to survive in the wild for too long, so she could only adapt to life independent in the forest in advance.

If the fat group really cannot adapt to the life of the mountains and forests, she will bring it back and continue to raise it, and cultivate it into the real overlord of the mountains and forests. If the adaptation goes smoothly, it would be better.

Even though she was reluctant to leave, she could only do this for the future of the Fat Group. After all, the Fat Group belongs to the deep mountains and forests, but not here. If someone can't tolerate it one day, she is worried that she can't guarantee its completeness.

"Aowuaowuaowu"

The fat group sat down against the tree trunk, eating peaches with big mouths, and enjoyment was written on its furry face. Its furry face was filled with enjoyment. Its unaware of the poop shoveler's words, nor did it know what the poop shoveler thought. Now it is still a carefree and fat man who eats, drinks, sleeps every day.

At noon, Mang Ye was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and Zheng Lin and Meng’s mother and son came back.

Meng was rushing to cook, but Mangye didn't let her go to rest. The Meng family was a little far away, and the road was very bumpy. It was fast to ride a carriage, but it was very painful. Moreover, Meng was old and had a little tired after two trips.

Meng was unable to compete for mulberry leaves, and Zheng Lin also persuaded him a few times, so he went back to the room to rest, leaving the couple to cook in the kitchen.

"How is it? Is the matter solved?" Sang Ye sat under the stove and asked, looking at Zheng Lin, who was pouring oil into the pot.

"It's solved. My uncle banned Xu's feet and refused to walk around. He asked my cousin's wife to send the woman back to the Xu family. Now it's probably here." Zheng Lin said lightly, too lazy to call Xu's "Grand Auntie".

Sang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Didn't you make a difficult time for my uncle? My uncle and Xu have been married for many years after all, and there are also my cousin and the others..."

Zheng Lin shook his head: "My uncle is really unhappy, but he is either for us or for his cousins ​​to understand the truth and does not blame him for his husband."

"That's good, mom, don't have to get stuck in the middle and make a dilemma." Sang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Was that woman not defending herself? She was so willing to be sent back to her parents' home?"

Zheng Lin snorted coldly, his face a little gloomy: "Why didn't you make any excuses? She said that she did not intend to trip her mother, so she could only fool herself! Several cousin sisters-in-law had long disliked her, so they took this opportunity to drive the person away."

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to drive people away when Xu comes out again.

"That's good, I don't want to see that woman again." Sang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Whether it was Mei Zi or Qiu Qianqian, these two men liked men who were thinking about others and were used to pretending, which really made people unable to like them.

Then, Sang Ye told Manager Song about the increase in supply volume, and also said that he was interested in building a workshop in the town.

"This is a good thing. It's better to build a workshop. Maybe the entire Taoyuan Town will become a town specializing in tiger-head shoes in the future." Zheng Lin was very happy that his wife's efforts were not in vain, so he couldn't help but joke.

Sang Ye also laughed, but shook his head: "Forget it, if the entire Taoyuan Town is made of tiger-head shoes, the tiger-head shoes are probably going to be sold.

I have been doing all over Daqing, and I don’t have that big ambition. I’m satisfied with earning a thousand taels of silver a year with tiger-head shoes. But if this momentum continues, it will definitely be more than a thousand taels. Oh, I’m quite excited to think about it!”

"Yes, yes, my wife is the most capable!" Zheng Lin looked at his wife's satisfied smile, and his hands itched for a moment and pinched her white and red cheeks with her flour-stained hands.

Mangye suddenly turned into a cat face and stared at the man with annoyance: "If you don't put the fish into the pot, the oil in the pot will be dried up."

Zheng Lin used his sleeves to help his wife clean her face, and then focused on the pot. He quickly prepared four dishes and one soup, and the whole family got together and ate them all.

Aunt San and Zheng Dacheng took the recruitment of people to heart. After returning, they asked their grandchildren to write hundreds of recruitment notices and went to various villages and Taoyuan Town to post.

The thing that every household in the four villages of Zhengzhuang made a lot of money by making a fortune in tiger-head shoes has long been spread in the villages. Anyone who can get in touch with the Zheng family has often gone to the village to inquire about recruiting workers.

But I didn’t need so many people before, and I was worried that someone would have other ideas. Even if there was a secret contract, it would be difficult to ensure that no one was blinded by the interests and did something stupid. Therefore, I was very cautious when recruiting workers. Most of them were acquaintances, and when choosing, they also chose honest and reliable people as much as possible.

This time, the Zhang family made the name of tiger-head shoes with one shot, so there is no need to worry too much about recruiting dishonest people to cause damage to their interests. However, what should be checked must be carefully checked. With the careful selection of Aunt San and Zheng Dacheng, more than 400 people were quickly recruited.

Among these 400 people, there are men and women, grandmas in their forties and fifties, and girls in their thirteen or fourteen years old. Let’s not talk about grandmas. Most of them want to earn a wage to supplement their children and grandchildren. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl also wants to reduce the burden on her family and save her dowry for herself. She will have the confidence to marry into her in-laws in the future.

Most people tend to make tiger-head shoes with high wages, and only a few people know how to choose soles. Whether to make tiger-head shoes or soles requires some investigation to decide. If you can't make shoes, you can only transfer to soles. If you can't even put the soles in the soles, you can only go home and do whatever you need to do.

Fortunately, most people cherish this opportunity very much, and they are very attentive in making shoes or sucking soles. Half a month later, only a dozen people were eliminated, and the rest obeyed the arrangements of Aunt San and Zheng Dacheng and did fortifications that they were better at.

Because the people recruited this time were very scattered, Mang Ye decisively took out the money and rented a three-entry house in the town. After purchasing some tables and chairs, it was transformed into a workshop for shoe storage and soles, which also took into account the function of storage.

Sang Ye directly handed over the workshop to Zheng Chunxiang for care. Zheng Chunxiang was worried that she would not do it well, so she refused. Finally, with the encouragement of her brother, sister-in-law and parents, she agreed.

The old ladies who specialize in making cloth boards have also found it. In order to strive for fifty places to make cloth boards, they get 300 million yuan a month. Many old ladies have shown their unique skills and can make cloth strips that are big on their fingers into the cloth boards.

During this period, some serious disputes will inevitably arise. In the end, the four villages will share the fifty quotas equally with the patriarch's fairness and justice. If there is a need for manpower in the future, we will still follow this method, so no one will make trouble.

After everything is on track, another month has passed.

Now, Mang Ye's belly is eight months old, and she can't see her toes even when she stands up and walks. She is worried that the fetus will have difficulty giving birth when it is too large, so when she is seven months old, she tries to control her diet and insists on eating less and eating more meals for an hour a day.

I don’t know if it’s because of its good absorption, but even so my belly is getting bigger and bigger, and it’s bigger than an average pregnant woman, which makes Sang and Zheng’s furniture worry.

Zheng Lin became even more serious. He wanted to count the rice grains in the mulberry leaf bowl every day, for fear that she would eat one more, but she did not dare to control her diet, so that his temper began to become irritable, as if he was going to have a baby.

Fortunately, Sang Ye's figure did not continue to be horizontal. Mr. Li Qi, who came to take the pulse every now and then, said that there was no problem, which made people feel a little relieved. However, the child was not born safely in one day, so he could not really feel relieved. Zheng Lin could not control his inner anxiety and became following Sang Ye in an endless manner, which could somewhat relieve his emotions.

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Sang Ye herself was very calm. She didn't believe that God asked her to work hard again, just to let her finish her child completely and do whatever she should do every day without being affected by others.

On this day, Sang Ye taught a few women who were good at red to make new tiger-toe shoes. Meng walked in quietly and whispered in her ear.

After hearing this, Sang Ye was surprised and happy. He said to the others and came outside with Meng, lowered his voice and asked, "Mom, are you talking about it true? Did Aunt Zheng fall into Yue Niang?"

"You kid, can you fool you with this?" Meng said angrily, holding her hand and walking forward: "You Aunt Zheng is still waiting for your words. If you think it's right, please mention it to your parents as soon as possible. If you think it's not good, you will refuse directly. The relationship between our two families is good, and you Aunt Zheng won't be surprised."

Sang Ye hurriedly said, "Mom, I must be happy, but my parents still have to decide on Yue Niang's marriage. I must inform my parents as soon as possible and let them make up their minds."

When Meng heard this, she seemed a little happy: "Then don't delay. You should quickly reply to your Aunt Zheng, so she can also say to him."

"Hey, hey, I'll go now." Sang Ye responded, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hurried to the front hall.

The aunt Zheng who was mentioned by the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was nothing but Zheng Nian, the biological mother of Zheng Cong in the former Zheng Village. Who would have thought that Zheng Nian would fall in love with Yue Niang and suddenly came to the door to find out Sang Ye's to say kinship to her son?

For Mangye, this is a good thing for dozing off and giving a pillow!

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