Wang Yuan's face was glowing red.
He ordered soap from Cheng Wanwan a few days ago. After picking up the soap four or five days ago, he had it sent to Wang's store in Huzhou for sale.
Because he is in Huzhou, his prices have been raised a bit. Unscented soap costs 500 yuan a piece. He has changed the packaging of honey-scented and milk-scented soaps and put them in exquisitely carved wooden boxes. The price is As soon as he put the four taels of silver in the shop, it was sold out in less than two days. He made a lot of money.
No, I rushed to Dahe Village non-stop, planning to order a large amount of soap.
"Except the King, a rare guest."
Cheng Wanwan quickly welcomed the person in and asked Chunhua to serve tea.
Wang Yuanwai sat down in the hall, cupped his hands and said, "Sui Ruren, I really didn't expect soap to be so popular. I came here this time to order 3,000 pieces of unscented soap, 1,000 pieces of honey-scented soap and 1,000 pieces of milk-scented soap."
Cheng Wanwan nodded, stood up and brought the order form, filled in the amount, and said, "The pick-up time is one month later..."
"Why does it take so long this time?" Wang Yuanwai was surprised, "Can it be done earlier?"
The soap market in Huzhou has just opened, and countless people are waiting to buy it. As long as he brings several thousand pieces of soap to the shop, it will be sold out within ten days. If he waits for a month before selling the soap, the day lilies will be cold. .
"To be honest, there are still more than a dozen people waiting to pick up the goods." Cheng Wanwan said, "There are 20,000 pieces of soap in total. It will take at least more than 20 days to shorten the production period as much as possible."
The smile on Wang Yuanwai's face gradually solidified.
I thought this was the Wang family's exclusive business, but I didn't expect that there were dozens of competitors...
Cheng Wanwan is a manufacturer, so her ideas are completely different from his.
For a manufacturer, of course, the more people who come to make reservations, the better. Her production prices are very favorable. Anyone who orders from her will earn more or less. Those who enter the market first will earn more, and those who enter later will earn more. Those in the market earn less. In short, this is not a loss-making business.
She was glad that she had the title of Ninth Grade Ruren, which would make those businessmen who wanted to have an exclusive monopoly fearful.
She smiled and asked, "Wang Yuanwai, do you still have a reservation?"
Yuan Wang had no choice.
Because he knew very well how popular this thing was, it couldn't be that other people's shops had it but he didn't.
Nowadays, there are more people selling, which is nothing more than making less money. The original asking price was four taels of silver, but later it was lowered a little, and even three taels can make a lot of money.
"Of course." Wang Yuanwai nodded, "Here is the deposit. I will pick up the goods in one month."
He paid the money and left with the pickup order.
Many people in the village were talking about it.
"Wang Yuanwai just came here a few days ago. It's only been a few days and he's here again."
"It shows that soap sells quickly. No wonder Dashan Niang expanded the workshop so much."
"Dashan Niang makes a lot of money, and we can also make a small amount of money. I have to go to Mrs. Zhao to sign up quickly. This time I have to choose whatever I want."
"We women have no status in the family. We take care of our children and cook every day, and we don't get a word from our mother-in-law. If we work here in Dashan Niang and get paid every month, it depends on whether our mother-in-law and man dare to look down on her."
"I heard that this time we are mainly recruiting women. Let's go and have a look!"
In the courtyard of Lao Zhao's house, a long line of people was queuing up.
Mrs. Zhao was sitting in the main room, interviewing people one by one. She couldn't write, so she asked Zhao Erwang to write down names.
After Zhao Dawang refused to study, Zhao Erwang was sent to school by Old Man Zhao. He already knew how to read, and after reading for a few days, he could write a few words well.
"I am Changgui's wife." A woman sat down in front of the table and said nervously, "I am strong and work quickly. I promise not to be lazy or to eat..."
Mrs. Zhao said, "I'm not asking you for your man's name, but your name."
"My maiden name is Zhou, so I am Zhao Zhou."
"This name doesn't work." Mrs. Zhao said, "Whatever your name was before you got married will be written on this paper."
This was a registration method proposed by the eldest daughter-in-law. She said that if any woman separated and divorced like Mrs. Zhao Fugui in the future, the names with the two superimposed surnames would not count, and there were many people with the same surname in the village.
Mrs. Changgui thought for a while before she said, "My name is Zhou Xiaoya."
When she said this name, she felt a little embarrassed. It made her feel as if she had returned to the time before she was married. She had no man, no mother-in-law, no children, and lived a carefree life every day... At that time, she was just It's the real her, not someone's mother-in-law, someone's mother, someone's daughter-in-law...
The women who were chattering just now in the yard also became quiet.
The sentence "What's your original name" made them suddenly think of many times, those girls' days that they can't go back to.
After getting married, when did you really become yourself?
Working in the soap factory, they are no longer the noble ladies or the hammer ladies, they have their own names——
"My name is Zhou Xiaoya."
"My name is Xu Zhaodi."
"My name is Zhao Xiaoliu."
"My name is……"
Mrs. Zhao asked one by one, first wrote down everyone's name, and after the first round of screening, she took it to Cheng Wanwan to determine the final quota.
When the interview was about to come to an end, an unexpected visitor suddenly came to the yard.
"It's really lively here."
A cheerful voice sounded, and immediately, four people walked in from the courtyard door, two women and two girls.
Old Mrs. Zhao looked up and saw her two married daughters whom she had not seen for a long time. When she was young, she first gave birth to two daughters and then three sons one after another. Her two daughters were married early. When I was young, I would often go back to my parents' home. Now that my two daughters have grandchildren, they gradually stop coming back.
Seeing the daughter of Lao Zhao's family returning to her parents' home, she thought there must be some big event, so the people waiting for the interview in the yard dispersed automatically.
"Why did you two come back together? Is this an appointment?" Mrs. Zhao asked Erwang to put away the list, and asked Qiuhua to pour tea. "You came on foot or in a bullock cart. It's not too late." What are you doing here?"
"Grandma, did you say that my eldest aunt is recruiting workers?" Ergu Zhao's daughter asked curiously, "Isn't it that my eldest aunt used to be lazy and lazy? Why was she suddenly named a ninth-grade Ruren and opened a workshop?"
"How long ago did this happen? Why do you kid still bring it up?" Old Mrs. Zhao said angrily, "I'm busy, what should I do quickly?"
Aunt Zhao smiled and said: "Instead of recruiting outsiders, why not recruit your own children? Our Erniu is a diligent person. I specially brought her here to help Dashan Niang."
Second Aunt Zhao then spoke: "Our Yu'er family is honest and willing to work, so let's recruit her."
Two girls were pushed out, one was Chen Erniu and the other was Lin Yu'er, both fifteen or sixteen years old.
The two of them stared at Old Mrs. Zhao eagerly.
Mrs. Zhao has a headache.
Both of her daughters have married into villages in the next county. How can they still hear about what happened in Dahe Village?
"I can't agree to this." The old lady shook out the interview list. "Did you see that everyone needs to register for the interview and be screened based on their abilities? The final list is decided by the boss and his wife. I can't do it. host."
Aunt Zhao slapped her thigh: "Then let's go find Dashan Niang!"
A group of four people walked towards Cheng Wanwan's house.
Mrs. Zhao slapped her mouth in annoyance. How could she leave such a big trouble to the boss's wife? Isn't this just looking for trouble!
She quickly spoke: "Erwang, run fast, take a shortcut and explain this matter to your aunt."
