Bai Ling snorted coldly, glanced at Shangguan Yu with disdain, and took a big sip of tea to calm down the anger, so as not to burn the Zhuangzi.
"Buying a village with one hundred taels of silver is a rare good thing. I won't drive these people away, and I will continue to give them the same treatment as before. But I am just a woman, and I don't have the same righteousness as you. After all, I am the most
What I love is money. So I accept people from Zhuangzi, but there are two things I want to make clear to you in advance." Bai Ling said seriously.
"Say." Shangguan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a touch of joy in his heart that he had not even noticed.
"First, if the descendants of this group of people continue to work here, the rent will increase by 10%, and other things remain unchanged. I need to make a profit. Second, please remember, Mr. Shangguan, that this village is already mine. Don't
If we let people in for any reason, after all, I, a peasant girl, don’t have as much financial resources as Mr. Shangguan.”
After Bai Ling expressed his attitude, he felt a little depressed.
"I know that without these soldiers throwing their lives and blood, we would have lived a lot of stable life. But I am afraid of poverty. I don't want to live a life without enough food, and I don't want to bear such a big responsibility. In the end, I can't care about such a big responsibility.
Many people.”
While Bai Ling was speaking, he closed his eyes and subconsciously looked at the space with his mind.
Even with this cheating artifact, she could raise an army within a few years, but Bai Ling didn't dare to do that, otherwise she would be targeted, and she didn't know what would happen to her.
When rescuing and helping others, you should do your best and not put yourself in danger.
"Okay, I promise you." Shangguan Yu nodded without hesitation.
In fact, when Shangguan Yu planned to give Zhuangzi to Bai Ling, Yang Fan tried to dissuade him.
Especially since Shangguan Yu did not intend to take the person away, Yang Fan once questioned whether Bai Ling would take over, and the master and servant also made a bet because of this.
Hearing Bai Ling's words at this moment, Shangguan Yu felt extremely comfortable. The woman he treated with special eyes was indeed not a superficial person.
Treat him differently?
Shangguan Yu was startled by the words that popped into his mind, his expression could not help but sink, and there was a cold aura lingering on his body.
Bai Ling was checking Zhuangzi's personnel, so he didn't pay attention to Shangguan Yu's expression, otherwise he would definitely be more wary of Shangguan Yu.
Not to mention that Bai Ling went to the patriarch's house the next day and talked with everyone in detail about the planting of winter wheat and the future study of the third house. Naturally, both parties were satisfied.
However, Duan Yulang came to Sanfang and urged Sanfang to build a factory quickly and increase the production of fermented bean curd and preserved eggs.
After Duan Yulang left, Bai Sanshu said with a headache: "It is the time of spring plowing now, and there is no time to build a factory. What should we do?"
"I'll go talk to the village chief and the clan chief." Bai Ling already had an idea after Duan Yulang expressed his intention to come, and said: "Mom and dad, we are doing more and more business in the third house. Maybe we will do it in the future."
We have left Nanshan Village, but this is our foundation after all. We must lay a solid foundation before we can go further?"
"Don't live here anymore?" Mrs. Bai Liu clicked her tongue when she heard this. She had never dared to think like this.
"Mom, if the weather gets warmer, my little brother will go to school. I don't know what his future will be. Do we still have to stay here and let my little brother worry?"
Rubbing the top of Bai Xiaoshan's head nestled in Baicao's arms, Bai Ling said seriously:
"Whether I want to go into business or pursue an official career, there will always be people asking about my background. Our family has become rich, and we are not happy with the old house, so we are afraid that we will become the target of criticism. So we can only find another way to create a
A praiseworthy and virtuous image will at least make most people in Nanshan Village think of us well."
Bai Ling's words made the whole family take it seriously.
But they understood what Bai Ling said, but they didn't know what to do.
Bai Ling did not show off, and said bluntly: "In Nanshan Village, the Bai family has a large population, but after all, it is not the only Bai family. So, let's..."
After talking for less than half an hour, Bai Ling finished explaining his plan, and the family began to discuss it.
That night, Sanfang was destined to lose sleep, thinking carefully about his family's future and Bai Xiaoshan's future.
At the dinner table the next day, the whole family expressed their support for Bai Ling's actions. Bai Sanshu even took Bai Ling and went to the village chief's house with gifts, and then to the patriarch's house.
"Sanshu, is your family really willing to do this?" Within a few days, the patriarch heard good news one after another, and his heart almost couldn't bear it.
Especially since Bai Sanshu is a descendant of the Bai family after all. With such dedication to the entire village, no one can shake the Bai family's status in the village from now on.
And this is also the face of the Bai family, isn’t it?
"Yeah." Bai Sanshu nodded heavily. Being stared at by so many elders who didn't dare to look up before, his honest face turned red. "Originally, we thought the workshop was a small business that could earn some money with the fellow villagers.
Money is good. But yesterday the noble man came to the house and told us how many things he wanted, so the money earned will not be less. So as a family, we should also honor our ancestors and help the village more."
"Second girl, let's talk to grandpa. How much profit can your family make from the 10% profit?" The patriarch nodded repeatedly after hearing this, but looked at Bai Ling and asked.
Sanfang decided to give 10% of the annual net profit to the clan, which would be used to repair the ancestral hall and open up wasteland for sacrifice. The clan would decide how to use it, and Sanfang would not interfere.
Give the village another 10% to build roads and distribute dividends to the villagers in the future.
"I can't be sure about this. After all, when the workshop is newly built, there are many expenses that need to be included in the cost, and it will take several months to truly recover the cost. Moreover, the price of preserved eggs will be counterfeited in the future.
No matter how you do it, the price will go down.”
Bai Ling had thought about this question carefully, and she would have said it even if the clan leader didn't ask.
"Fortunately, Mr. Duan signed the paperwork, and as long as Sanfang still sells preserved eggs, he will only take Sanfang's goods, which is a stable customer base. Therefore, it is conservatively estimated that the factory's net profit will be 10% per year after the factory recovers its capital.
It should be more than two hundred taels of silver."
"What? Two hundred taels?" The village chief took a breath, and instead of calculating how much the third room would earn, he asked: "Then your family will earn less than four hundred taels a year?"
After the patriarch and the others were happy, they all expressed solemn expressions after hearing the village chief's words, fearing that the third wife would regret it.
Four hundred taels of silver, and there are more than 100 households in Nanshan Village. I am afraid that except for the three-bedroom house, no one can save so much money.
"What I just said is a conservative estimate." Bai Ling said with a smile: "In the past few years, the price of preserved eggs has been higher, and the profit has been greater. If there are no accidents, the net profit of 10% a year should be around 500 taels."
above."
Bai Ling's tone was very calm, but the clan leader and others were no longer calm.
Five hundred taels of silver is enough to feed the villagers of a village, but the third house gives two five hundred taels. What is the concept?
After the clan leader and others digested it for a while, Bai Ling straightened up and said crisply: "If we want the workshop to continue to operate for a long time, we can only rely on the grandfathers and uncles to restrain the villagers. Once the recipes are leaked out.
, even if our factory is not corrupt, our income will be reduced by at least half."
"Let's study this matter first and give you a satisfactory answer." The patriarch said cautiously and asked: "Girl, if the workshop starts three days late, won't it delay things?"
"At worst, we can hire more people, and we can squeeze out the three days of work." Bai Ling raised a pair of dimples, smiled and shook his head, and then left with Bai Sanshu. (To be continued)