Wu Miao found a craftsman for Shen Zhiyao. After seeing it, Shen Zhiyao discussed what needed to be done and the price with the craftsman, and signed a contract.
Later, Shen Zhiyao took the craftsmen to Zhuangzi to inspect it on the spot.
"The fruit trees in this area should be dug out and transplanted here and here. If you can't finish planting, just pile them up in one place. You don't have to deal with them."
Shen Zhiyao indicated the position of the craftsman.
"The fruit trees will be moved out, the pond will be dug at this location, and then a house will be built in this area. I will give you the style drawing of the house in two days."
Shen Zhiyao planned to plant some of the fruit trees that were moved out in the space.
After giving instructions about the affairs in Zhuangzi, Shen Zhiyao was going to go find Lady Wu in Zhuangzi.
When I arrived at Mrs. Wu's house, I saw a familiar person.
"Miss Shen, why are you here?"
Mao Dazhuang was surprised when he saw Shen Zhiyao's figure.
For a moment, Mao Dazhuang thought of something and said, "The new owner of Zhuangzi is Miss Shen?"
"Yes, it's me." Shen Zhiyao recognized this person as a diner who had patronized her stall.
That time I almost bumped into the shopkeeper of Yihua Pavilion.
"Are you Mrs. Wu's husband?"
The last time she came to Zhuangzi, only Madam Wu's husband was absent, and now this man was working at Madam Wu's house again.
It's not hard to guess his identity.
Mao Dazhuang nodded. He spent most of his time farming on Zhuangzi, but whenever he was free, he would go to the dock to move goods.
Last time I heard from my family that the new owner was a little girl, but I didn't expect it to be Mrs. Shen.
"My boss, my name is Mao Dazhuang. Are you here to collect rent? We have packed the rice that should be given this year." Mao Dazhuang immediately changed his mind.
Shen Zhiyao waved her hand: "Let's talk about renting another time. I want to find your wife."
Mao Dazhuang immediately called Mrs. Wu out.
"Ms. Wu, there are more than twenty craftsmen working in the orchard in the village. I would like to ask you and the ladies from the other two households to help cook morning and evening meals for them. Each person is worth 30 yuan a day. I wonder if you are willing. What to do?"
The contract signed by Shen Zhiyao and the craftsman required that the rice be cooked. She definitely didn't have time to cook it, so she had to hire someone else.
Thirty cents a day!
It’s almost as much as the boss’s wages for moving a day’s cargo on the dock!
"Master, thirty coins a day is too much."
Mrs. Wu is kind-hearted and doesn't want Shen Zhiyao to suffer.
"Cooking for more than 20 people is not an easy job. It costs about 30 yuan a day."
Shen Zhiyao insisted on thirty essays.
Mrs. Wu couldn't resist her, so she went to the women of the other two households to talk about the matter.
Of course they are willing.
After the matter of cooking food for the craftsmen was settled, Shen Zhiyao immediately told Mrs. Wu the standard of the craftsmen's daily food:
Eat fried meat pie with vegetable porridge in the morning, and eat two meat and one vegetable in the evening.
Afterwards, Shen Zhiyao gave the craftsmen five days' worth of food to Mrs. Wu, and asked Mrs. Wu to watch the purchase and make up for the excess.
"Master, why did my boss just give me the money like this!"
Seeing Shen Zhiyao's leaving figure, Mrs. Wu's hand holding the silver trembled.
Mao Dazhuang was also a little surprised. He looked at the silver in Mrs. Wu's hand and said solemnly: "My boss trusts us. Let's work hard and don't let our boss down."
After handing over the cooking work, Shen Zhiyao only saw the food cooked by Mrs. Wu and the other three for the craftsmen two days later when harvesting the fruit trees.
The portion is generous, the meat is abundant, and the craftsmen eat it deliciously.
"Are the fruit trees just here?"
Craftsmen have dug out some persimmon and pear trees that do not need transplanting.
Shen Zhiyao nodded: "Well, just pile them here. You continue to transplant the fruit trees. I will take these away and throw them to the mountains to let the fruit trees rot in the mountains. The style drawings of the house will be given to you in about two days. .”
Such a good fruit tree was just thrown away?
The craftsmen felt a little pity, but since it was their own thing, they couldn't say anything.
Shen Zhiyao drove the donkey cart and made several trips before moving all the dug fruit trees to the hill closest to Zhuangzi.
She chose a relatively private place on the hill and placed the fruit trees. She walked around the hill for a long time and saw that there was no one around, so she quickly put the fruit trees into the space.
Now is the busy farming season, and almost no one comes to the mountains.
In the next two days, Shen Zhiyao went to the dock to sell evening food at a stall while seizing the time to draw the structural diagram of the house she needed to build.
Of course, she only made a rough sketch, and she needed to discuss the rest with the craftsman in person.
Shen Zhiyao planned to build a house with blue bricks and tiles. After handing over the structural drawings of the house to the craftsmen, she and the craftsmen discussed some details, and then the craftsmen started laying the foundation on an auspicious day.
After the construction of the house started, Shen Zhiyao took Shen Yueya and went to Lihua Village again.
Seeing the two completed rice windmills, Shen Zhiyao poured the rice mixed with rice bran from Aunt Chen's home into the hopper of the rice windmill and tried it out.
Adjust the adjustment gear and shake the handle.
The wind blows and rice falls from the outlet.
The rice bran in the rice is quickly and easily separated.
"Uncle Chen, your craftsmanship is so good!"
After Shen Zhiyao used the grain mill to separate all the miscellaneous rice in the funnel, she didn't feel any discomfort, and she noticed that the edges of the grain mill were also polished very smooth.
It can be said that Gufengche has been very successful!
"It's much faster to use this than a dustpan, and it's not that laborious."
Carpenter Chen had already tried the effect of the windmill in advance. After trying it, he felt that Shen Zhiyao was really smart and could come up with such a convenient object.
"Zhiyao, what's the name of this thing?" Aunt Chen still thinks this thing is very magical.
"It's called a grain windmill. It can be used to separate the chaff from all grains."
Aunt Chen's eyes grew hot: "Zhi Yao, can my aunt buy a windmill for my own use?"
Zhiyao came up with this valley windmill. If you want to make one, you have to ask her first.
"Of course." Shen Zhiyao didn't hesitate at all.
After a moment, she looked at Carpenter Chen and continued: "Uncle Chen, if you make a windmill and sell it, do you think it will be easy to sell?"
Uncle Chen is an old carpenter himself and has a better understanding of the market for wood products.
"The Valley Windmill is very convenient and some people will buy it, but it is not particularly difficult to make the Valley Windmill. A skilled carpenter can basically make it by himself after taking apart the Valley Windmill."
Carpenter Chen’s objective analysis.
Shen Zhiyao understood what he said and said, "We can make ten units first and then sell them on a trial basis. Even if others want to imitate, they won't be able to do so quickly."
Carpenter Chen thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
After reaching an agreement, the two then discussed where to sell it and how to divide the money earned.
In addition to the windmill, Shen Zhiyao’s custom-made wooden dinner plates were also made by Chen Zhu.
Shen Zhiyao's donkey cart couldn't fit two valley windmills and two hundred wooden dinner plates.
She went out to borrow the bullock cart from Li Zheng's house.
"You little loser, you're so slow to chop up a piece of pig grass, are you trying to be lazy?"
When passing by the door of Shen's house, Shen Zhiyao heard Mrs. Yang's mean voice coming through the fence.
