On the first day of July, it rings.
All the sweet potatoes in the workshop have been ground and put into the sedimentation tank.
On the spot, song Xintong gave uncle he fifty liang of his wages, and he kindly changed all the silver money into silver coins and coppers to facilitate their private distribution.
Uncle he and his family divided the silver according to the number of people. One person could get one or two silver, and the family could get three or four Liang. As for how they divided the silver, song Xintong didn't know. Anyway, everyone was very happy with the silver, and there was nothing unpleasant about it.
Cui Tiezhu was pushed out by his daughter-in-law: "Xintong, when the sweet potatoes are collected, can we come to work with you?"
"Yes." Song Xintong thinks that these 15 people are still very capable, and she has no plan to return them. Moreover, she plans to add more people. In the second half of the year, there will be a lot more sweet potatoes, and she will not be able to get busy at that time.
"Well, then we'll go back." Cui Tiezhu said.
Cui Tiezhu's daughter-in-law said: "Xintong, if you have any other work, you can call us. We will do your work even if we don't do our own work."
Song Xintong laughed, "if there is one, I will tell you."
"Well, let's go." When the sweet potato crushing workers left, there were still a few workers left in the sedimentation area. Because song Xintong used a lot of fine wire mesh and could shake hundreds of kilograms of sweet potato dregs at one time, he needed less manpower and more relaxed.
"How much is left?" Asked song Xintong.
"There are still a few pools that haven't sunk yet. The one on this side has already sunk once, and there isn't much powder left." Villager Zhang Dagui said, "it will be finished at the latest in the future."
Song Xintong nodded: "well, it's hard for you."
"No hard work, no hard work. Our work here is the easiest." Zhang Dagui said quickly.
"I know your hard work." After Song Xintong finished reading it, he went to the accounting room inside and checked the account with poplar. "After two days, they will also give them more bonus."
"The same as the one washing sweet potatoes outside?" Asked the poplar?
"More than 20 or 30 Wen, I look at Zhang Dagui's hand here is worn out." Song Xintong said, "in a few days, we are going to travel far away, and we will leave the business of the workshop to you. A few days ago, when Jiang Guanshi came to the workshop, he said that he would come again in mid July. I don't know if we will come back then."
Poplar nodded, "girl, don't worry."
"In the restaurant, you have to keep an eye on it. You have to check the account every half a month. There are also peppers. You gave them one hundred jin before. You let them save a little. We've only passed eight thousand jin. Then we have to consider opening a branch. I'm afraid we won't be able to last until next year." Song Xintong said.
The poplars have written down one by one.
"You also stare at the vermicelli maker inside. When the workers at the settling place leave, you lock all the doors in front of you, leaving only the side door to go in and out, so as not to be watched." Song Xintong thought about it and found that it was almost like this, "if there is something big that can't be decided, just send a letter with us."
Poplar: "good girl."
Song Xintong told him that he would come back home after dinner, take a bath, and then start to pack up. Is one thing, two things and three things enough? Song Xintong only brought three sets of clothes. Should that be enough? But I don't know how long it will take to go out this time. I don't want to stay any longer?
In this way, she and Lu Yunkai have more and more clothes. They also have two pairs of shoes in them and some sewing work. She thinks that in case of boredom on the road, she can make clothes and read books.
After Lu Yunkai came out of the clean room, he looked at the packed cage and turned over the clothes inside, "how can I bring so much? And with thick clothes? "
"Well, it's cold all night. I can still wear it. Do I want to take a quilt? What if we sleep out on the side of the road? " Song Xintong said.
How could Lu Yunkai allow such a thing to happen? I'm sure I'll find a place to rest early, and then I'll find two pillows: "I can understand you with your sewing work, but why do you need to bring pillows?"
"I'm afraid you can't sleep well on the familiar pillow." Song Xintong said rationally, Lu Yunkai did not know what to say, "do you still want to bring the pot?"
"How do you know?" Song Xintong looked at Lu Yunkai in amazement, "I know my husband is also, Mo Moda."
"I really think I should take it with me. I can't find food on the road at noon, and I don't want to eat dry food. What should I do?" Song Xintong said, "we are going out to play. We can't aggrieve ourselves. Xianggong, don't you think so?"
"Yes, yes." Lu Yunkai took out some thin shirts and said, "just take two or three sets. If we really lack them, let's buy them again."
"Well, I'll follow you." Song Xintong looked at him one by one to take out.
"No more sewing." Lu Yunkai turned it over again and found two scripts in it. Forget it, it's better to stay and pass the time.
After turning for a while, he cleaned up a lot of things, and finally the two cages became one.
"Well, is that all right?" Song Xintong looked at a cage and asked, holding his cheek.
Lu Yunkai picked up a small box and said, "this?"
"Don't throw this out. There's silver in it." Song Xintong quickly opened the box, "is 1000 Liang enough? Do you want to hide a little? "
Lu Yunkai looked at the silver in the box, "enough." Why don't you pack it in your purse
"I wanted to hide it under the carriage so as not to spoil the thief." Song Xintong took out a box from under the bed. After opening it, he said, "you are saved. We have plenty of silver."
"How many?" Lu Yunkai knows that song Xintong's silver is in that box.
"I'll count it." Song Xintong took out all the banknotes and silver and counted them, "plus Dabao's more than 40000 taels of silver, we now have a total of 80000 taels."
"We have 37000 liang of our own, a little less than 100000." Song Xintong whispered, "Hey, it's hard to earn money. It costs faster." we'll make a lot of money after we measure the market next year. We'll soon be able to make it all together. "
Lu Yunkai, holding song Xintong's hand, looked at her and cherished her. "Thank you, madam."
"Moved?" Song Xintong put the silver back into the box, and then whispered, "you'll have to earn me a fortune later, and my wife will come back."
"Well."
"You have to be nice to me."
"Well."
"And be nice to the kids."
"Well."
"Don't look at other women."
"Well."
"Don't laugh at other women."
"Well."
Song Xintong looked down with a smile, "don't forget what you said."
"Well." Lu Yunkai nodded solemnly. He put her on the tip of his heart.