Xie Rongzhao was not worried at all. After being a young lady for so many years, her perspective on thinking about problems was naturally different.
"Don't worry, they don't dare to make trouble. Eighty percent of the villagers in this village are renting our fields. If you dare to make me unhappy, are you still thinking of planting our fields?"
Of course, a farm with more than a thousand acres cannot be managed by people from the village.
Moreover, Xie Xiuwen himself was from a farming family, so he was naturally willing to take care of more ordinary people within his ability.
Because there is no need to pay taxes, and their family has a lot of land, Xie Xiuwen has always set the rent at 40%. If there is a disaster, the rent will be reduced by another 10%.
Many big landowners charge 50% of the rent when they rent out their fields, and some of the more sinister and ruthless landowners charge 60% of the rent directly, which is too much for the farmers.
Some of the villagers here have one or two acres of farmland, but where is enough to support the whole family?
Therefore, it was natural to have a share of the land for cultivation.
The Xie family's farm is kind and only charges 40% of the rent every year. Since it is fertile land, one acre of land can produce a harvest of two to three taels of silver this year. But the owner's family only needs 40%, so they can get 60%. , at least the family can have enough to eat.
Some families were rich enough to rent thirty acres of fertile farmland in the village. After a year, in addition to food and clothing, the tenant farmers could still have a few taels of silver left over for the New Year. This was a good life.
Xie Rongzhao built the embroidery village here because he knew that even if she proposed some stricter rules, these people would not dare to cause trouble.
I really offended her. Those fields will no longer be leased to you. What can you do?
Not to mention that there is such a thing as a lease, that thing is only for ordinary people, and for government households, that thing is useless.
Sure enough, not long after, the female shopkeeper came back with a smile.
"Tell me, how many people do we have in our embroidery shop now? How many are there between those with good skills and those with average skills?"
"Yes, our embroidery village has recruited seventeen more people today. Seven are from this village and ten are from other villages. They are not far away. In addition, there are a total of forty-two embroidery ladies. Among them, we can call them Those with good craftsmanship, that is, twelve, and the rest with average craftsmanship, can still make some ordinary clothes without any problem.”
Xie Rongzhao nodded: "I just took the order from the Hou Mansion. The Marquis has five hundred soldiers by his side. From now on, we will also make the clothes for these five hundred soldiers all year round. This one does not care about craftsmanship, he can do needlework. Just live. But the wages will naturally be lower. We need to make this clear to the female workers."
"Yes, don't worry, young lady, I understand."
"This person is still a bit short on money. Fortunately, the city can also share part of it. Let's try to make two hundred winter coats before the end of the month. I have already asked someone to roughly size them. We are only responsible for making large and medium sizes here. That’s it.”
Xie Rongzhao handed over the note with the dimensions: "Although I don't care about craftsmanship, I can't make it too shabby. Don't expose threads where they shouldn't be exposed. When these people wear them, they are the face of the prestige Houfu. You can't main idea."
"Yes, don't worry, I will keep an eye on you."
Xie Rongzhao had a meal here at noon, and he didn't ask anyone to cook it alone. He ate just like the embroidered ladies here.
What we had for lunch were vegetarian dishes, but they were a lot of oil and water, and they were steamed buns with Erhe noodles.
It was definitely too late to make steamed white flour buns, so the female shopkeeper had someone make a large pot of white rice for the lady alone.
Xie Rongzhao came with the maid and the nurse, so naturally they all had to eat white rice.
Xie Rongzhao felt that the cooks here were pretty good at it, and it was great that the vegetarian dishes could be made like this.
There was a stir-fried winter melon and a roasted tofu. Since there was no meat in the kitchen, the cook's brain was quick and she made a scrambled egg with green onions and a roasted mushroom with fungus.
Xie Rongzhao was not in a hurry to go back, and everything had been sorted out in the main house. Xie Rongzhao was still a child, so naturally he couldn't live in the main courtyard, so he chose a courtyard between the east bays to live.
"Miss, Madam told me that we can only stay here for one night, and we have to rush back tomorrow. It is said that several young masters will come back."
Xie Rongzhao naturally knew this, and he hoped that they could all go home to live together, so that the family would be lively and popular.
"I know they are coming back to live. It seems that my father wants them to listen to some great Confucian lecture. That's all. I don't study and I don't remember his name. In short, it will be beneficial to them."
"Miss, when we go back tomorrow, are we going to bring gifts to the young masters?"
Xie Rongzhao likes to buy some gadgets outside. Sometimes he uses them to enjoy and sometimes gives them as gifts.
As a half-year-old child, she didn't want to always give gold and silver gifts to her friends. Not to mention it was tacky and could easily cause disputes.
"Well, when we return to the city tomorrow, let's go shopping on the streets first. I remember that my fourth brother likes to eat candied haws, but I wonder if he can sell any of them now?"
"It's not very cold yet. I'm afraid we don't have candied haws, but we should have sugar snowballs."
"Then buy sugar snowballs."
No matter how much good food Xie Rongen eats out, the taste of his childhood will never change.
"Miss, I brought the account book over. Do you want to see it now?"
Chen Xia received the account books sent by the female shopkeeper outside and sent them away.
Xie Rongzhao looked at the account books for almost two quarters of an hour, and then sent someone to call the female shopkeeper in.
"What are your orders, Miss?"
"Cotton and cotton cloth will be delivered in the past two days, as well as some poorer fine grass cloth. First, we will complete the quota of two hundred winter clothes, and then make some children's winter clothes and quilts."
The female shopkeeper immediately understood: "Is the lady going to be sent to the charity hall?"
"Well, just make ten sets based on the body shape of an ordinary five-year-old child, and ten sets based on the body shape of an eight-year-old child, and then make a few quilts. In addition, I have people take apart some old cotton-padded clothes, and you can also arrange them People make cotton shoes, and you can see the size."
"Yes, I understand. If there is anything unclear, I can go to the charity hall and measure it myself."
Sure enough, having subordinates who are good at getting things done makes people worry-free.
Xie Rongzhao always felt a little restless after dinner.
It felt like something was going to happen.
"Mommy, I feel uncomfortable. I always feel like something is going to happen."
Wang Zizhen had laid out the bedding for her and had been with the young lady for many years. She knew that the young lady had strange good luck.
"Then slave girl, go and give the order, so that all the servants should cheer up and keep a good vigil."
Even so, Xie Rongzhao still felt uneasy.
"Mommy, go and call Uncle Li Si outside and ask him to take people to inspect the outside of our house."
"Yes, slave, I'll do it now."
Xie Rongzhao couldn't sit still, so he simply went to sit in the front hall, always feeling that something big was going to happen.
Sure enough, not long after she sat down, there was a commotion outside.
? "(End of chapter)
