Chapter 174

On the fifth day of April, the workshop opened.

Song Xintong was standing on the flattened dam at the gate of the workshop. Looking at the majority of the villagers coming to the village, he was still very happy. "Our workshop will open from now on. As I told you before, how many sweet potatoes you send and how many I collect, the only requirement is not to have bad ones."

The autumn old woman son answers a way loudly in the bottom: "we guarantee to send good come over only."

"That's to say, anyone who dares to mix in the bad will be against us." Someone in the crowd called.

Someone in the crowd asked, "Xintong, do you want to recruit people in your workshop?"

"Yes, we were not at home when you hired people. Now we will miss it when we come back. If we have any work, we will come here to do it. It's much better than looking for work outside."

Poplar loudly replied: "no recruitment for the time being, but when the workshop starts to operate and has business, it will definitely recruit. We will be informed at that time."

The frustrated people suddenly recovered their mood, "well, we can't afford to take advantage of the people from other villages. There are seven or eight hundred people in our village."

"Don't worry, big guy. Our girl is from Taohua village. We may not help you first." Poplar pause, "but if you have land can be a variety of sweet potato, how much we workshop income."

"I've opened up five acres of wasteland, and this year all kinds of sweet potatoes."

"The sweet potato is high-yield. One mu of land is a little better. It's no more than four or five thousand jin. Five mu of sweet potato can get twenty or twenty Liang."

"I'm going back to reclaim wasteland. You can watch the excitement." I don't know who said that, and then the people standing on the dam dispersed a lot.

Autumn mother-in-law son spat a, "early said with them still don't believe, now fluster have fart use."

"How many sweet potatoes did qiusao plant this year?"

"Plus the wasteland, it's twelve acres." Qiu said with a smile, "I hope Xintong can do a good job now. I can earn tens of Liang selling sweet potatoes this year."

"No, sweet potatoes used to be worthless. Now that Xintong says so, there are more people growing sweet potatoes."

"Oh, I don't want to tell you. I didn't get the job of the workshop. Now I'll go back to reclaim the wasteland."

This summer, Taohua village set off an upsurge of reclaiming wasteland. The slopes and mountains that were originally difficult to reclaim wasteland were cut down, and all the trees were opened up in the shape of stairs. Many years later, the dry land with good texture gradually formed, but these are later words.

Song Xintong didn't stop Taohua village people's enthusiasm for opening up wasteland either. First, Taohua village has fewer people and more people, so it's good to have more land. Second, the place where they open up wasteland is on the other side of the village, where the slope is low. It is not said that cutting down trees will lead to landslides and so on.

However, song Xintong still reminded the village head that the place of reclaiming wasteland should be fixed in that area. As for the back mountain and other places on this side of the village, they should not be opened.

After the people in the dam left, there were only 20 people left, including song Xintong.

Mrs. Akiko and the three women were mainly responsible for cleaning the sweet potatoes and removing the broken ones or both ends. Song Xintong gave them waterproof gloves to avoid too much moisture. They also paid a high salary of 30 Wen a day.

And work has already started in the workshop.

Song Xintong had hired craftsmen to make the chopping and crushing blades. Although there was no motor power tool, he used mule and human push. This work required a lot of effort, so he hired four men. All the men were honest and capable. He's second uncle, Cui Tiezhu and two ten thousand family members. They all had good conduct.

Moreover, each of them has signed a five-year contract to guarantee that they will not disclose the secret. If they do, they will go to the Yamen to sue them.

Song Xintong took a look at the crushed slag that had been rolled. Although it was still large, it didn't get in the way. Anyway, there was a fine crushing process behind it, which was also done by uncle he. "Uncle he, these crushed slag will be rolled on this side of the stone mill."

"Don't worry about Xintong, let them produce more Euryale ferox powder." He said.

Song Xintong let out a sound and went to several filtration pools inside. The pools were all the pools that had been filtered twice. The filtered water was the well water nearby. The sweet well water could guarantee the quality of starch.

Because every pool will leave a lot of starch, and song Xintong didn't waste it. He sold the coarser starch, and used the rest of the good starch to make vermicelli after being exposed to the sun.

There are also two large sun drying workshops in the workshop, one is dedicated to drying starch and the other is dedicated to drying vermicelli. However, they all correspond to each process. People who are not in this process are not allowed to enter other processes. This is also to ensure that this production method will not be stolen by those who want to make it.

Before, Yang Shu suggested that all the buyers should come back to do it, but song Xintong vetoed it and only found a few young people who were willing to sign the death contract to do the last step. First, she was still thinking about the village. Second, there was no need. After she opened the market and everyone recognized her family's vermicelli, it didn't matter if others learned it, and she didn't plan to monopolize, After all, the whole week is too big for her to finish the business.

"Is the filtered residue sent to the pig farm?" Song Xintong looked at the empty filter area and asked.

Yang Shu: "they've all been sent. The owner of the pig farm is very happy. There's no need to process any more. Just add a little more bran. Those pigs like to eat."

"Well." Song Xintong sold the rest of the dregs, and he didn't suffer a loss if he sold them for five Jin per cent.

Further inside is the area where the vermicelli is made.

The most important way to make vermicelli is to make paste and silk. Now it's done by Daya and Wang. They have been practicing for nearly a month, and their skills are very good. They can master the heat, thickness and length, and what they want is what they want.

As for the two strong couples who bought them back, they were drying the noodles nearby.

Song Xintong looked at the two people with the action, and looked at Yang Xiaoyue is helping to burn the fire, can't help but say: "Xiaoyue this hand to burn but a pity."

Yang Xiaoyue raised her hands, "girl, the maid is wearing gloves. She will be fine and will not delay making clothes for the young master."

"Thank you so much." Song Xintong said with several people, "at the end of the month, I will give you more rewards."

"Thank you, girl." As Wang said this, he pounded the leaky utensil hanging over the boiling water pot, and the shaped vermicelli fell from the hole below and finally fell into the pot. When Da Ya, who was waiting on one side, saw the vermicelli coming out of the water, she immediately took them and put them into a cold water jar. Then she put them into a bundle and put them on a wooden stick. Then she put them into another cold water pot and kept swinging. When they were loose, she picked them up and dried them on the slender bamboo pole.

It can be made into wide powder and fine powder.

When it's completely dry, it will be successful, and then it can be sold.

"You do it first, and when they can take over your shift, you can rest." Song Xintong said.

Wang said: "girl, the work is easy, and the maidservants do it very well."

"Your first task is to help me take care of my family and Dabao," Song said

"The girl said it."

Yang Shu added: "girl, if this vermicelli business can be done well, these people are afraid that it is not enough. Villain thinks that it is necessary to sign some helpers to come back."

Song Xintong nodded, this workshop she repair very big, now only a few people or some open, "then you look at the office, and then look for a few back, it's better to see the yard."

In the workshop, there are not only warehouses and canteens, but also houses to live in, which are specially built for workers' lunch break.

Song Xintong paused: "in the future, this workshop will be in your charge. If anything goes wrong, I will find your responsibility."

Poplar was in charge again. He was very happy at the bottom of his heart and immediately showed his loyalty: "girl, don't worry, I will live up to her high expectations."