At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, she went to the Yangliu Lane shop and happened to meet someone who came to discuss business, saying that she wanted to order a batch of goods from their workshop every month starting from the end of the year.
There was a lot to ask for, but I didn’t sign the paperwork at that time. I had agreed that the shop would open after the new year, so it wouldn’t be too late to sign the paperwork.
The man named Wang who claimed to be from the north, and the people who were following him at the time, were painted like this.
Xu Yinyin has a good memory and will definitely remember it correctly.
So while this person was negotiating business with them, he was also doing tricks behind his back to steal their secret recipe?
People from the north...
Xu Yinyin thought carefully and put the matter aside for the time being, waiting for the shop to open in two days to see if the man would come to her door again.
In addition, Chen Xiaotian also needs someone to keep an eye on him.
Thinking like this, Xu Yinyin's eyes fell on Goudan, "Goudan, can you do me a favor?"
Goudan was young, and no one would pay attention to him when he was running around in the village. He asked Goudan to help keep an eye on him. If Chen Xiaotian contacted anyone again in the past few days, he would come to her house immediately and tell her.
Goudan was immersed in the portrait. Hearing this, he immediately patted his chest and promised, "Sister Si Ya, don't worry! Leave this matter to me!"
That way, he really looks like a little adult.
Xu Yinyin couldn't help but smile, but suddenly she thought of what she had heard years ago, and she couldn't help but laugh.
Two months ago, the government official escorted another prisoner to Jiaozhou. She spent some money and asked the official to help inquire about Mo Dazhuang's situation.
The official came back from the previous year and told her that Mo Dazhuang died not long after he arrived at the penal colony. Because he could not stand the hard labor, he wanted to run away. He was whipped by the steward who guarded the prisoners there, and then died without treatment.
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Xu Yinyin sighed and reached out to touch Goudan's little head. The child has gotten better. Maybe his father will not come back, which is a good thing.
If not, who knows what Mo Dazhuang will look like when he comes back in three years?
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The second day of the Lunar New Year is the day when married women return to their parents' homes to pay New Year's greetings.
Early in the morning, two carriages came out of the Xu family's yard. They were Xu Dalang and his wife and Xu Erlang, both of whom were going into the city to return to their parents' home to pay New Year's greetings.
Not long after they left, Fang Xu and his wife from the city came to visit with Fang Yuxing to wish them happy new year.
They are common in the city and often have meals together, but they are not like those who only meet once a year and have so many conversations.
But there was still more to say, and everyone was busy cracking melon seeds in the main hall. In the kitchen, Ma's sisters-in-law and Xu Chunxi were busy having lunch.
Mrs. Fang Xu affectionately pulled Xu Yinyin to sit next to her. No matter how she looked at it, she liked her. This was her aunt. When Xu Yinyin married into the Fang family, she would also be the uncle's grandma over there.
Over there, Fang Changxu was talking to Xu Chunshan, "Chunshan, when will the Wumapo workshop be built? Will we have to recruit workers by then?"
"About March, we will be recruiting people by then. There will be quite a lot of people! We will hire more people than this workshop in the village!" Half of the foundations were finished a year ago, and construction started on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. It is estimated that it will be completed in two months.
Almost finished.
Xu Chunshan said with a smile: "Uncle, you are wrong. The one built over at Wumapo is not called a workshop. I have already thought of the name, and hired a carpenter and mason to carve it with gold foil. It is called Xuji Food Factory!"
"Xu Ji Food Factory?" Fang Changxu and Fang Xu didn't know this yet. When they heard the name, they were stunned and then wrapped it twice in their mouths, Xu Ji Food Factory.
Immediately, Fang Changxu slapped his face, "What a wonderful name! It's so grand!"
At the same time, he was also happy in his heart. He knew that this factory was connected to Mingren Garden, and it was really an honor to be named after the Xu family!
After a pause, he asked: "What are the requirements for recruiting people in this factory? To tell you the truth, many relatives and friends have come to ask me about it."
Xu Chunshan said: "There are no requirements. Just like a workshop, you will have to interview and sign a contract. Once hired, you will start in ten years and you are not allowed to resign without reason."
Fang Changxu listened and had an idea in his mind. He nodded, then changed the topic and started talking about something else.
After lunch, it was not until mid-afternoon that Fang Xu and the others said goodbye and returned to the city.
After watching them leave, Zhang Xiulan and Mrs. Zhou walked out with their husband and children, preparing to return to their parents' home to pay New Year greetings. One was right next door, and the other was only a few steps away.
Uncle Zhang was the eldest, so he naturally went to Uncle Zhang's house. Uncle Zhang also brought his family to Uncle Zhang's house, which happened to be a lively place.
Both Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Wu were busy in the kitchen with their daughter-in-law. Although they saw each other every day, they had a lot of fun together during the New Year, so the meals had to be prepared carefully.
Uncle Zhang and Uncle Zhang greeted their brother-in-law and his family to talk in the main room.
This house is still a stone house, a bit simpler, but it is better than being kept clean.
Uncle Zhang was talking to a few people about building a new house in the spring. When the house is demolished and there is no place to live, he will have to borrow his brother-in-law's house to live in.
Xu Chunshan immediately said that he would live in it. His second uncle had built a new house and he would also come to live in it. It was so spacious, so they didn’t often live in the village during the Chinese New Year.
After a while, the meal was almost finished, so I asked my daughter-in-law to continue the work. Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Xu also came in to join in the leisure, chatting, and the topic of marriage came up.
When relatives get together, don't they just talk about these children's matters and the parents' differences.
Zhang Sanlang is seventeen this year, and Zhang Daya is also sixteen, so it’s time for them to get married.
Mrs. Zheng mentioned this matter first because the cashier at the teahouse next door to the Pig's Knuckle Rice Shop had fallen in love with Zhang Sanlang and had asked the shopkeeper to check on him a few years ago.
He was from Lijia Village on the other side of Beicheng. He had studied for several years and found a job as a bookkeeper, but his family was still an out-and-out farming family.
He had a daughter at home who was similar in age to Zhang Sanlang, so he thought that Zhang Sanlang was very good and wanted to marry his daughter to him.
"I asked someone to go to Lijia Village and inquire about it. I heard that the Li family has a simple population and that the girl looks good and has a good temperament. I thought that when the shop opened, I would mention the matter of fortune telling to Accountant Li.
If we like each other, I will invite someone to come to propose marriage."
Zhang Xiulan then answered: "The accountant Li seems to be a good person, and he speaks in a kind and gentle manner. I think his daughter will be just as good, so this marriage can be done."
Zheng responded, "That's right, that's what I think."
Zhang Sanlang and Xu Dajun went out to play together and were not there.
Seeing that the marriage was mentioned, Zhang Daya was so shy that she hid in the kitchen to help.
Mrs. Wu answered the conversation at this moment, not afraid of being embarrassed by her daughter, "Da Ya is also sixteen this year. I have searched our village and the neighboring villages, but I don't think there is anything suitable. I am also a little bit concerned about this matter."
She's angry, her aunt, her uncle, can you guys help me and search for Da Ya?"
Xu Chunshan and Zhang Xiulan really miss this romantic match thing. They met and got married through someone's introduction. Unlike later, when times progressed and free love became popular, a few of them still cared about the introduction or not.
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In these underdeveloped days, if children want to marry each other, they have to rely on either matchmakers or relatives. Otherwise, where would you go to find out?
You keep searching and searching, but you are also afraid that you will find something bad and ruin your life. After all, these days, you will not be given so many opportunities to be in the same place with others and test whether the other person is suitable for life.
She has such an eldest niece in her mother's family, and Zhang Xiulan doesn't want her to marry poorly.
But Da Ya's temperament is introverted and a little timid. If she wants to marry in the city, that's not enough.
It's better to marry closer, don't worry.
Zhang Xiulan's mind was spinning, and she suddenly clapped her hands, "Why isn't there one in the village? Isn't the Erlang of the Deng family just right?"
Deng Erlang?
He seems to be seventeen this year, which is quite suitable for his age. The kid doesn't talk much and is honest, so he really matches Da Ya very well.
The Deng family made a lot of money last year from bamboo weaving. Old man Deng searched for a shop in the city and signed documents to rent it. He will soon go to the city to open a shop. Deng Dalang
I am the most skillful with Deng Erlang, and I learned the best from Old Man Deng. I also want to pass on the Deng family’s unique bamboo weaving skills.
Mrs. Wu exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of him?" Maybe it was because the child had been setting up stalls in the city last year to sell bamboo weavings, and he was not seen often, talked little, and had little sense of presence, so he didn't
Just think about it.
Uncle Zhang also said: "Think about it, Deng Erlang is pretty good, but I don't know if he is the eldest son of our family or not?"
This kind of thing needs to be satisfactory to both families before it can be negotiated. It is not something that can be done just because your family is happy.
Zhang Xiulan said, "I'll talk to Mr. Kong later."
Kong works in a workshop and is Deng Erlang's eldest sister-in-law. If she confides in her, she won't be afraid of leaking out whether this can be done or not.
Mrs. Wu hurriedly said: "Sure! Then I will trouble her aunt about this matter."