Chapter 128: Moral Abduction

Chapter 128

"Brother Mingyu, will he repent and turn over a new leaf?" On the carriage, Jiang Sheng cocked his little head.

Zheng Ruqian was rather melancholy, "I don't know, hopefully."

After sending Wang Fufeng back to rest in his own residence, the six siblings hurried to Hairpin Courtyard.

There were still internal struggles to be dealt with in the Wang family, but they could only be left to Wang Fufeng.

They now needed to deal with their own affairs.

For example, Xu Mo needed to attend lectures at the prefecture school to prepare for next year's provincial examination.

Zheng Ruqian needed to go to Leisure Residence to discuss the sausage business, then transport the sausages to Anyang County.

Fang Heng was considering taking the eight servants to train in situ, just theorizing was useless after all.

Wen Zhiyun then looked around for a suitable storefront to open a medicine shop.

Even Jiang Sheng was excited to reopen the workshop.

By comparison, Little ChangYan suddenly became the most idle person. Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

"Little Five, come to school with me." Xu Mo said with eyes closed, "The prefecture school stipulates that you can bring a pageboy. When you get there, you can listen to the lectures, nothing else to worry about."

Zheng Ruqian turned his head, "One bookworm brother is enough, Little Five can come do business with me. The Anyang County route is still short on people."

Fang Heng looked at him in disdain, "Little Five isn't even as tall as a horse, letting him drive carriages, are you not afraid of losing the child? He's better off coming to train with me, at least he can protect himself."

Wen Zhiyun raised his head, thinking it might not be appropriate to hire Little Five brother to gather medicine.

Even Jiang Sheng looked over in concern, "Fifth brother, why don't you come open the workshop with me? You can have Auntie's sausages every day."

When everyone was busy, the one with nothing to do was most likely to overthink.

Wen Zhiyun was an example.

In the dead of night, the siblings always had to run out to find him and make sure nothing was wrong before they could breathe a sigh of relief.

But ChangYan was not Wen Zhiyun.

Little Jiang Sheng was overjoyed and pounced to fight the dogs for it. The big yellow dog bared its teeth, yet it didn't snatch any from her. If it wasn't for the maid servants of that household hearing the noise and coming out to check, she could have licked the bottom of the bowl clean.

So Jiang Sheng understood very well the significance of cleanliness for food.

Sausage was different from cured meat.

Cured meat could be washed before eating, so even if there was a strand of hair, most people wouldn't mind.

But the sausage stuffing was stuffed into the casing. Finding hair and grass roots in the meat paste would definitely shock the diners.

To prevent this possibility, Jiang Sheng discussed it at length with Uncle Zhang before finally deciding to implement a bonus system.

Sure enough. Hearing her words, the already excited woman's eyes brimmed with tears. "Of course, of course! I will work very carefully, even more so than when cooking for my own family. Absolutely clean and meticulous."

After visiting one family after another, bringing all the aunties who worked cleanly and briskly back and signing new contracts.

When they had visited the last family, Jiang Sheng took out the last contract from her arms, "Uncle Zhang, this one's for you."

The workshop at Hairpin Courtyard had changed owners.

Naturally, the contracts also needed changing. The only thing that probably wouldn't change were the people signing the contracts and the contract terms.

Zhang Qiquan casually looked through it and found it was still a profit sharing system, still 10% of the net profit. His eyes reddened slightly, "Boss, 10% is really high. For someone like me managing affairs, ten taels of silver a year is sufficient."

Judging by the current popularity of the sausages, the annual profit would at least be 200-300 taels. 10% of that would be 20-30 taels, really not low.

"Ten taels of silver does not match Uncle Zhang's hard work." Little Jiang Sheng put her hands behind her back like her big brother. "There will be much more to worry about in the future. I hope Uncle Zhang will not dislike the hard work."

"Oh, oh no, of course not." Zhang Qiquan pressed down the red handprint, laughing.

Jiang Sheng carefully folded all the contracts and put them in her arms, just waiting to go to the prefectural government to formalize them.

As the two sat in the carriage passing through the village entrance, a household door suddenly opened.

Then, a gaunt woman knelt in front of the carriage, kowtowing to them, "Boss, hire me too. I know I was wrong, I absolutely won't reveal the boss's secret recipe again. Please give me food, I'm starving to death."

Zhang Qiquan was startled and urgently pulled the reins to stop the carriage before running over someone.

That gaunt woman still kowtowed, "The boss is kindhearted and magnanimous. Please give me food, if you don't give me food, we'll starve to death."

The subtext: If I starve to death, it'll be on you.