The celebration banquet that day was naturally filled with wine and delicious food.
Zhou Yanqing is never willing to treat himself badly when it comes to food.
Every time I bring my own food, it is extremely exquisite. The meat is the tenderloin.
After the cooks of the Zhou Mansion prepared the food for their Master Liu several times, they naturally became more familiar with it. They also knew how to please Master Liu, who was in charge of most of the family's business.
Every time they pretend to be too much, their sixth master is happy to reward them. Don’t you understand? It’s natural to pretend to be more sophisticated.
As for the Sixth Master of Zhou Mansion, he has always regarded himself as an elegant man. Naturally, an elegant man is different from the villagers who drink heavily and eat large pieces of meat, and their eyes light up when they see the meat.
When it comes to food, people in Shangya usually only eat seven to eight cents full, so when eating in Xiahe Village, they will naturally have to eat one or two cents less. Anyway, the carriage is loaded with all kinds of pastries and snacks.
Although the toilet in Qiao Mingjin's house has been greatly improved, it is even more complete than that in their Zhou house.
However, if the sixth master of the Zhou family needs to go to the toilet in Xiahe Village and asks Qiao Mingjin for some toilet paper or bamboo slips or other things for scraping, this Zhou Yaren must be more willing to die.
Therefore, all kinds of good ingredients such as this are a benefit for the three children of the Qiao family.
Wan'er has naturally grown a ring of flesh, and when she lowers her head slightly, she can see her double chin. Her belly is only slightly full, but she can still see her stretched out belly. And Xiao Yunluan is even more devouring.
Delicious food, have you ever seen it at home?
Every time I only eat small things, my mouth is full of oil, and I can't wait to scrape the remaining soup in the bowl with my little tongue.
Every time Yun Jin and He saw their son's appearance, they felt so embarrassed that they wished they could pack him up and send him back to Yunjia Village.
It was the same this time. There were three tables set up in the workshop, and the children gave them a small table. Along with Sister Xiu's two children, the five children just wanted to bury their heads in the bowl.
This time not only the He family and Ma family who came to help in the kitchen were called together, but Yue Dongzhi and Shi Gen, who were doing chores, were also called together.
Those two people have been working in the workshop for a while, and their boss pays them well. Logically speaking, their home is in Xiahe Village, and lunch is not included. But sometimes it happens to be a meal time, and everyone will invite them to eat.
Last meal.
The two of them were originally worried that Qiao Mingjin would know or tell Master Saturday, and they were very worried.
Unexpectedly, not only did they not say anything, but seeing that their family was in trouble, Mr. Saturday brought more meat and vegetables to the workshop every time, and even gave some to them to take back. The two of them were very happy.
Even the family members have been telling them to work hard in the workshop, so the two of them are the first to come every day. Every time the people sleeping inside open the door of the workshop, they can see the two squatting at the door of the workshop.
They also worked very hard, not only helping to haul wooden stakes from the forest to the workshop, but sometimes when the carpenter shop in the city bought wooden stakes from elsewhere, the two of them would transport them back with Yun Jin.
The firewood used for cooking in the workshop and for drying wood piles were all collected by the two of them in the woods.
In addition to natural drying in the open air, the other method for drying wooden piles is to use fire. Therefore, a lot of firewood needs to be burned every day. The two of them have to load a cart of firewood into the forest every day, even the firewood used in Qiao Mingjin's home.
, those two also took care of it.
It made Qiao Mingjin very worry-free.
Naturally, the two of them were very happy to have this celebration banquet. The host never forgot them every time he had dinner and regarded them as part of the workshop. The two of them were very satisfied. After a while, both of their faces grew.
I have gained a layer of flesh, my wallet is bulging, and my face is no longer sad.
After Yue Dongzhi, Shi Gen and others dispersed after having enough food, Qiao Mingjin and Zhou Yanqing called the other chefs together to adjust some of the rules.
First of all, promote He’s father, He Mancang and Master Wu Yong to be the masters in the workshop.
The monthly money rose to five taels.
In addition to being marked with the Yayi Workshop logo, the work can also be marked with the name of the master craftsman. For independently completed works, 10% of the selling price can also be given as a bonus.
Therefore, Father He received fifty taels of bonus from the "drink water and think of its source" punishment, while Master Wu Yong received a hundred taels.
In addition, it is also stipulated that if the total annual silver sales of other people's finished products in one year reaches one thousand taels, they can also have the opportunity to be promoted to master master in the following year. Before becoming a master master, the monthly silver is two taels, and the bonus will be two ounces of his independent work. One out of ten.
None of the masters had any objections to the new regulations. No one complained. Instead, they felt confident and ready to work hard.
Whether it is the eight masters from the city or He Fuyue, Dalei and others, if they were asked to do work before, how could there be such a thing as sharing bonuses?
They built whatever furniture the master told them to build. Wu Yong and others still received a stable monthly salary, while Father He and others had to find jobs everywhere. If they had jobs, they could earn more every month. When I have no work to do, I just stay at home and worry about things in the fields.
Now that we have a fixed monthly payment, we can also draw commissions. Such a result is really unimaginable.
Everyone is working hard to make more finished products and more high-quality products so that they can be promoted to masters as soon as possible and save some money to buy some properties.
The enthusiasm in the elegant art workshop is high.
Even Yun Jin no longer wants to be the deputy steward. He wants to stick behind everyone and learn to be a carpenter.
Qiao Mingjin couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it.
On the day of the celebration banquet, before Zhou Yanqing left, he handed Qiao Mingjin a slender nanmu box.
Qiao Mingjin didn't know why.
Zhou Yanqing's eyes were a little dodgey.
Qiao Mingjin was even more surprised. When did Zhou Yanqing, who was full of energy and had everything in the world, look like this on Saturday?
What bad thing have you done?
There is something fishy.
Qiao Mingjin opened the box suspiciously.
A silk-red golden butterfly inlaid with precious stones and emeralds lay quietly on the red silk lining with a flower hairpin, and appeared in front of Qiao Mingjin's eyes with brilliant light.
Extremely delicate. The butterfly wings flap slightly when you shake them.
The craftsmanship is very high, and the workmanship is complicated. Even the patterns on the butterfly wings are carefully carved. This kind of craftsmanship is definitely not something that can be produced by gold and silver shops in Qingchuan County.
"Given to me?" Qiao Mingjin raised her head and stared at Zhou Yanqing.
Zhou Yanqing's face turned slightly red and she tried her best to calm down.
What scene has he not seen on Saturday?
Don't come here to embarrass yourself.
He held his palm to his mouth and coughed a few times, then his expression remained normal for a moment and he said: "Nonsense. I didn't give it to you. Could it be that I entrusted you to give it to someone else? I don't have the time."
Qiao Mingjin looked at his forcedly calm expression, which was both unexpected and vaguely surprising. She was also a woman.
Women always like to receive gifts from others. They come in all kinds, regardless of value.
"Why did you give it to me? Is this considered a private gift?"
Qiao Mingjin stared at him and joked.
Zhou Yanqing cast a sidelong glance at the woman in front of him. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but relying on his height, he jumped over the woman's thick black-haired head and set his sights not far ahead.
At this moment, he saw this woman openly making fun of him. The Zhou family's Mr. Saturday felt like he had been punched in the face in a muffled voice.
The lover is very calm and at ease, but he acts like a fool.
He has never seen any scene before, he... what is he afraid of? He is not afraid.
Zhou Yanqing gave Qiao Mingjin a hard look, then returned to the look of a rich young man. As long as he had a paper fan in his hand, he could fan him fluidly a few times.
Saturday Master stared at her sideways. He said leisurely: "Are you thinking too much?"
Seeing Qiao Mingjin still staring at his face, as if waiting for some reasonable explanation.
He cleared his throat twice and then said: "I just see you wearing a rotten wooden hairpin all year round, which kind of ruins my image. If people know that my partner, Zhou Yanqing, is such a village girl,
Are you still laughing to death? I have rewarded many people with gold hairpins and silver hairpins. I haven’t seen anyone say that I give and receive them privately. What do you, a village girl, know about giving and receiving privately? Huh.”
Qiao Mingjin also looked at him sideways: "I am a village girl, but I have never eaten pork. I have always seen pigs running away, right? I was originally a village girl, but now you, Mr. Saturday, know that it is embarrassing for you to cooperate with me? But look
Because you worked hard to save the image of the workshop, this village girl reluctantly accepted it without saying thank you."
Seeing this woman being so calm, Zhou Yanqing took away the gold hairpin he carefully selected from Kyoto, feeling depressed in her heart.
This doesn't seem to be what he wants to see?
Originally, he had prepared a basket of words, waiting to be used when the woman refused. He thought that the woman would shyly refuse like other women. He tried to persuade her again, and she pushed again, and again.
Push it again. After doing this three times, he finally accepted it after he said it all with his impeccable tongue.
Unexpectedly, the words he thought about all night were not used at all?
Zhou Yanqing stared at the woman in front of him hatefully, wishing he could knock her head off and open it to see what the structure was and why it was different from other women.
Qiao Mingjin was unaware of his ups and downs in mood.
Isn’t receiving gifts a common thing in modern times?
They gave each other gifts whenever they had nothing to do, and no one asked her to repay them in return.
She is naturally happy to receive gifts. Anyone who sees such a golden and exquisite piece of jewelry will be moved. She is a woman, isn't she?
Although she had a lot of money and was willing to put meat on the table every day, she just couldn't bring herself to go to a gold and silver shop to buy a gold hairpin like this.
It’s not like eating or drinking. When you have no money, if you pawn, you have to shrink it. Not only the general shrinkage, not to mention the craftsmen’s money for craftsmanship, the pawnshop would like to slap the hairpin on the ground and crumple it into a ball.
After weighing it, one tael of gold can be exchanged for 10 taels of silver. Compared to the time when I bought it for a hundred and eighty taels, not to mention the shrinkage, it has simply evaporated.
Therefore, buying such a piece of jewelry will not only make people hate you, but also make you feel distressed to death.
Because when it evaporates, you can't even touch a trace of water vapor.
Naturally, it is a gift given by others and received with peace of mind.
Anyway, she hasn't thought about spending money to buy one like this.
Zhou Yanqing saw that Qiao Mingjin had been opening the box to appreciate it carefully since she received it. There was joy in her eyes, but it was not the kind of ecstatic joy that made her eyes light up when she saw it.
Appreciating it with the joy of receiving a gift? Is that so?
Anyway, no matter what, the depression in Mr. Saturday's heart has dissipated.
As long as she is happy. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
ps: Dear friends, I'm sorry, it's late again. I'm a second-rate person. I'll go and code another chapter. It might be very late. Or I can just read it tomorrow.
