Let’s just talk about this matter. Don’t tell anyone about it for the time being. Let the people in our own village earn the money first. If you want to recruit relatives, don’t worry. Wait until the first two batches are settled. Watch this. Once the work is done and there are no problems, everyone can talk about it.
When you say this, you must be careful and tell them first that the Shen family and the Fan family are people who can eat at the same table as the county magistrate. They are great people, so that everyone feels awe in their hearts.
Having said that, let’s talk about wages and other things.
If there is something that she wants to do, for example, the patriarch's wife wants to teach her parents' family, this is her business, Mrs. Fan doesn't care about it, she still has to use her name to register and press her fingerprints, if someone else breaks the embroidery, Yes, I am asking her to compensate, so if you are not a very solid relative, please do not give it.
Of course, you can also take taps, for example, one salary is two cents, and one cent is paid to others, etc.
Shen Linquan listened with a smile, and once again felt that the patriarch was really full of the wisdom of an old farmer.
He said a lot of things very skillfully. For example, when he said this, he tied it to money, so everyone would definitely be careful.
Shen Linquan wanted to exchange his thoughts with others, but when he turned around, Tang Laoshi looked innocent, obviously not understanding anything at all.
Shen Linquan could only look away silently, but at a glance he saw the fat dumpling in his arms frowning. Shen Linquan thought to himself that she had heard that the door was coming, so he asked her: "What is Mi Bao thinking?"
The fat dumpling sighed.
She really felt that rural work was not easy to do, so she pointed and said: "Grandpa Patriarch has already said it three times, and Mi Bao understands it. Why are they still asking? What they asked about was something Grandpa Patriarch just said. I’ve obviously already said that!”
Shen Linquan smiled and said: "They are not as smart as Mi Bao'er."
It's true. These people are indeed not as smart as Mi Baoer. Their brains can't accept so much information at once, so they have to ask questions repeatedly.
The clan leader was obviously used to it, so he patiently explained it, and finally managed to explain it clearly.
No matter how you say it, we finally have things sorted out.
Then the clan leader signed the deed first.
In the patriarch's house, there are the patriarch and his wife, Tang Youcai and his daughter, Tang Youliang and his son, Tang Youfang, and the two grandsons are going to school... After receiving eight needles and eight embroidery supports, the patriarch's wife After thinking about it, I directly ordered a batch of 200 copies.
Then the patriarch's wife brought out the mat and spread it out. Mrs. Fan was very relieved. They all checked it together and found that there were no missing threads or anything wrong, so they put their fingerprints on it.
There were people in the village who were quick at embroidery and quick in doing things, and they rushed over to do the work. When they saw this attitude, they were all very bold and asked for at least fifty copies. Mrs. Fan and the others initially prepared ten and twenty copies. Yes, no one wants it at all.
The main reason is that this job is so simple, everyone is so good at embroidering, and can embroider one in less than an hour.
Mrs. Bao also helped. In fact, she was not good at this kind of counting work, but the sisters-in-law of the whole family had to do this kind of thing. She also wanted to do it, so she simply sat next to her and embroidered for her own enjoyment.
On the other hand, Mrs. Fan was very busy, and in the afternoon when the crowd became more crowded, Mrs. Fan simply delegated all the inspection work to the patriarch's wife, and she only kept records.
Mrs. Fan is not good at writing, but if a woman can write, everyone looks very cool and intimidating, and is in awe of her throughout her life.
Moreover, the things Shen Zhen prepared for her looked very high-end. It was a thick booklet with one page for each family. It was very convenient to take notes and fingerprints.
After a noisy afternoon, it was almost dinner time and the work was finally finished. Mrs. Fan was also very tired. She returned home and took four more towels and asked Tang Youxiang to deliver them to the patriarch's family.
After all, although she is the head of the clan and should be in charge, she doesn't get a penny of benefits. It's embarrassing to spend a whole day with her.
The labels on these towels have been removed and they have been replaced at home. They are very absorbent and easy to use, and they can be used as gifts.
In addition to the patriarch's family, he also gave two yuan to the village doctor's family.
Because Mi Bao went to Shen's house to get food and deliver deworming medicine, so he was not at home, so the house was strangely quiet.
While Madam Fan moved her body, she remembered and asked, "Why didn't you see Xiaoman today?"
Tang Youxiang said: "Xiao Man seems to be on patrol today. He accompanied me to the mountains for hunting on a different day than others. He has been patrolling for the past two days."
Mrs. Fan gave him an angry look: "You didn't even say a word."
"Why are you talking about this?" Tang Youxiang was still a little confused: "How could he have missed something like this? Why don't we just come and learn it when we have time?"
Madam Fan glared at him, looked at the sky, packed some things, and went directly to Tang Xiaoman's house.
They were the only two people in Tang Xiaoman's family, and Mrs. Jiang was good at embroidery. She had been ill for a long time and thought a lot. After hearing about these things, she thought about her body and decided to be sad. Why don't she go there early? I was depressed all night.
It was almost dark now, and Mrs. Fan walked in the door and called with a smile: "Aunt Jiang, I'm here."
Mrs. Jiang quickly agreed inside: "Anyone from the Xiang family, come in quickly."
The voice sounded like she was crying. Madam Fan pretended not to hear it and went in with a smile while saying: "I found a job for the village, have you heard about it?"
Mrs. Jiang obviously knew this. She hesitated for a moment and hesitated how to answer.
Mrs. Fan smiled nonchalantly and said: "Actually, when I talked about embroidery at that time, I remembered that you were here in old age. Later, when the work came, I saw that this work was really not worthy of your old man's craftsmanship, but you are fine at home. Son, if you have time to poke a few needles, you can also use it to replenish household supplies. The important thing is that this work is not labor-intensive."
Mrs. Jiang couldn't move one of her legs and couldn't sit up straight. Embroidery was a delicate job that required careful attention. Her eyes and hands were not good enough. At that time, she didn't know how much effort it took to embroider Mibao's headdress.
But it's fine if you embroider it with poke or embroidery crookedly, and you don't need to look too carefully.
Mrs. Fan helped Mrs. Jiang up, took out the material bag, and explained as she did so, stringing needles on her and letting her try to embroider.
To Mrs. Jiang, this kind of work was just like a joke. Mrs. Jiang kept poking at her, and she became energetic and asked, "How much does it cost to embroider this?"
Mrs. Fan told her about the wages, and Mrs. Jiang was very happy: "Then I can poke several times a day! Can I make a lot of money?"
Mrs. Fan smiled and said: "Yes, I know that you are a master, so I brought you a 200-piece piece directly. You can embroider slowly at home. I will leave two for you to embroider tomorrow." Come here, ask Xiao Man to bring it over, and sign the deed. There are also these two pieces of cloth, which are the ones they wrapped when they came to work. They are not worth much. I think they are soft and absorbent, so I will take two pieces. Come, I'll save it for you to wipe your hands and faces with."
Mrs. Jiang nodded repeatedly and held her hand tightly with her old hand. She just looked at her and held it hard for a while without saying anything.
The old man did not say much thanks for the great kindness, but he kept this kindness in his heart.