After He Baozheng's wife Wang took away the real money from Liangchuan, He Baozheng's daughter also came to learn this craft. Many women in the village had long since seen Wang having nothing to do and followed others to do bamboo weaving. They all thought that Wang was working for free when they were full. Later, they did not expect to be paid for their wages. Although Liang Chuan himself kept I made a part of it, but I didn’t expect that I could earn more than 100 yuan from a bamboo basket.
Their eyes were hot, but they didn't know Liang Chuan and Yi Niang, so they could only come to fawn over He Baozheng. He Baozheng told them their requirements. This craftsman can be taught, but the bamboo weaving skills can only be sold to others. If you want to learn how to make bamboo weaving, He Lu has no room for such a villain who wants to die as soon as possible because of his craftsmanship and establishes his own business.
Many people were really petty in the beginning, but He Baozheng made it clear to them from the beginning. In order to ensure that he had proof, He Baozheng asked Ye Xiaochai to write a note for him, which clearly stated what obligations he had to fulfill to learn his craftsmanship, and how much liquidated damages would be paid to Liang Chuan in case of violation, etc.
Every man and woman who wants to learn a craft must sign, and they cannot accept apprentices without authorization and teach others. The items and responsibilities listed on a small note are quite detailed. He Baozheng was worried and asked everyone to go to the ancestral hall or earth temple to make an oath to their ancestors or Bodhisattvas first. Most of them were simple villagers and knew the seriousness of learning other people's craftsmanship.
In ancient times, when there was no Internet and no textbooks on how to get rich on rural areas and farmers, every unique craft was passed down from generation to generation by hand or mouth. Some crafts were relatively unorthodox or expensive, even to the female descendants of one’s own family. They won't teach it, because if you teach an apprentice to a master, there is an extra risk of starving to death. His own descendants are all hidden away, not to mention others who are not related to him by blood.
Liang Chuan takes this craft very lightly, because although this bamboo weaving craft can make money, it needs to be industrialized to make big money. If he just does it on a small scale, he really can only do it in Fengshan. . He is not worried that the villagers will compete with him if they refuse to sell to him after they have skills. The market structure of these people is too small. If he can't compete with them, then Wanda Store will close as soon as possible.
Besides, I don’t plan to make money from this craft alone. This is just one of the businesses, and the big business is yet to come.
There are too many labor forces in the village. If we absorb them for our own use, too much labor force is soaked in the land, which is a labor surplus. The current atmosphere in the village is not good. To change the appearance and atmosphere of the village, we must start with their labor values. Let them have a serious job and realize that they can live a comfortable life relying on their own labor. Then they will love life more. Have a better pursuit of tomorrow.
Over the past few days, people came over one after another and asked He Baozheng if he could earn some spare money by following Liang Chuan's family. He Baozheng was a bit embarrassed to talk to Liang Chuan when he saw one or two here and there. Later, there were more and more people, because he didn't care about it even if he said it. Besides, there were more people doing it, and a lot of wages would be paid in the future, so he was a little worried about Liang Chuan. His daughter and mother-in-law were all working for Liang Chuan, but so were the others. .
One day at the end of the first year, He Baozheng couldn't resist the entreaties from too many people in the village and came to discuss the matter with Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan doesn't go to the ground either, and there is Ye Xiaochai who helps take care of the shop. Like Sanxian, he spends his days chopping firewood and making sand tables in the yard.
Every time Liang Chuan saw He Baozheng feeling unhappy and constipated, he knew something was wrong with this old boy again.
"Tell me, what happened this time?"
"Sanlang, that's the thing... uh..." Every time He Baozheng comes, his own wife is also in the yard. His wife Wang doesn't like to talk to him anymore. She must have been angry for decades and now wants to When they came back, several other women looked at the two of them sneaking around and talking quietly, and turned on the gossip mode. They were protecting their boss, fearing that he would be led astray by He Baozheng.
"You should tell me, half-way through, is Sister Wang causing trouble with you again?"
He Baozheng thought to himself how the scandal of this family had spread here. His old face suddenly turned red and he had to say: "Sanlang, do you remember that you said a few days ago that you want the women in the village who have nothing to do to learn from it?" Learn bamboo weaving..."
"Yes, I'm confused, why no one wants to learn from it. I said, Lao He, this is because you are a righteous person. The land on the north bank is not good. If you think about it differently, you can do some crafts. You make a lot of money!"
"Yes, Sanlang, you are right. Ever since my mother-in-law received wages from you, many people in the village have become enthusiastic. They also want to come to your place to find something to do. Can you please make some arrangements? . . ”
Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng. A few days ago, this old boy complained to him that the work in the fields was not easy to do. Could you make some arrangements for him? Judging from the way he looked, he probably didn't want to sleep with these women and couldn't do bamboo weaving. He couldn't do it. I was just thinking about how to arrange something for him to do, and I got it.
He folded his hands and pondered for a moment, and then said after thinking for a while: "In this way, if the people in the village want to do bamboo weaving, you can call them together and you will be in charge of them all. There are too many people and I can't manage them. When the time comes, it will be up to you. You are responsible, and I will pay your wages later. They still work on a piece-rate basis, but you are responsible for the management. Anyone who disobeys management will be fired."
He Baozheng has been cultivating the land all his life, but he has never thought about how to make bamboo weaving. For a moment, he didn't know how to start, and his face was a little difficult.
Liang Chuan said: "This matter is not difficult. Since we want to become bigger and stronger, we cannot adopt a laissez-faire approach. These people must be centralized and managed in a unified manner. There must be processes and methods, and the division of labor must be clear."
He Baozheng was stunned for a while after hearing this. He opened his mouth so much that he didn't know what to say. What kind of tricks are these? He broke out in a cold sweat. He might as well go back to farming. .
Liang Chuan comforted him and said, "Don't be nervous, He Baozheng." He stroked his back with his hand and calmed down his shock: "These words sound scary, but in fact they are nothing. They just arrange who should do what every day. I told you so you don’t have to worry.”
"Uh..." Can He Baozheng not be worried?
Liang Chuan sat in the yard and started making bamboo weaving by arranging people to cut bamboo from the mountain. Who is responsible for cutting bamboo and who is responsible for carrying bamboo. After the bamboo comes down, bamboo weaving begins, and then there is a series of things like transportation and piece counting. These arrangements are arranged by He Baozheng, and he decides on the manpower. Once the whole bamboo weaving work has been decided, it will be easy to carry out.
He Baozheng understood it immediately after hearing this, and he was scared to death. I just heard so many mysterious things about free-range breeding and unified management, and this old man made it easy for me to listen.
"Sanlang, the government posted a notice in the bamboo forest on the mountain saying that there was a big insect. Have you ever encountered it again?" Speaking of this ferocious beast, the muscles on He Baozheng's face tensed up. Times were different, and tigers at that time If you encounter it, you will be killed. In today's society, the country would have to legislate for protection.
"It's strange to say that I heard the roar of tigers the first time I went up the mountain. The roaring tigers in the mountain forest were really impressive. I haven't seen them again since then. Maybe it's because I was just chopping bamboo on the outside and didn't go deep into the bamboo forest. Is it good luck? Encountered a big insect." After He Baozheng's wife Wang took away the real money from Liangchuan, He Baozheng's daughter also came to learn this craft. Many women in the village had long since seen Wang having nothing to do and followed others to do bamboo weaving. They all thought that Wang was working for free when they were full. Later, they did not expect to be paid for their wages. Although Liang Chuan himself kept I made a part of it, but I didn’t expect that I could earn more than 100 yuan from a bamboo basket.
Their eyes were hot, but they didn't know Liang Chuan and Yi Niang, so they could only come to fawn over He Baozheng. He Baozheng told them their requirements. This craftsman can be taught, but the bamboo weaving skills can only be sold to others. If you want to learn how to make bamboo weaving, He Lu has no room for such a villain who wants to die as soon as possible because of his craftsmanship and establishes his own business.
Many people were really petty in the beginning, but He Baozheng made it clear to them from the beginning. In order to ensure that he had proof, He Baozheng asked Ye Xiaochai to write a note for him, which clearly stated what obligations he had to fulfill to learn his craftsmanship, and how much liquidated damages would be paid to Liang Chuan in case of violation, etc.
Every man and woman who wants to learn a craft must sign, and they cannot accept apprentices without authorization and teach others. The items and responsibilities listed on a small note are quite detailed. He Baozheng was worried and asked everyone to go to the ancestral hall or earth temple to make an oath to their ancestors or Bodhisattvas first. Most of them were simple villagers and knew the seriousness of learning other people's craftsmanship.
In ancient times, when there was no Internet and no textbooks on how to get rich on rural areas and farmers, every unique craft was passed down from generation to generation by hand or mouth. Some crafts were relatively unorthodox or expensive, even to the female descendants of one’s own family. They won't teach it, because if you teach an apprentice to a master, there is an extra risk of starving to death. His own descendants are all hidden away, not to mention others who are not related to him by blood.
Liang Chuan takes this craft very lightly, because although this bamboo weaving craft can make money, it needs to be industrialized to make big money. If he just does it on a small scale, he really can only do it in Fengshan. . He is not worried that the villagers will compete with him if they refuse to sell to him after they have skills. The market structure of these people is too small. If he can't compete with them, then Wanda Store will close as soon as possible.
Besides, I don’t plan to make money from this craft alone. This is just one of the businesses, and the big business is yet to come.
There are too many labor forces in the village. If we absorb them for our own use, too much labor force is soaked in the land, which is a labor surplus. The current atmosphere in the village is not good. To change the appearance and atmosphere of the village, we must start with their labor values. Let them have a serious job and realize that they can live a comfortable life relying on their own labor. Then they will love life more. Have a better pursuit of tomorrow.
Over the past few days, people came over one after another and asked He Baozheng if he could earn some spare money by following Liang Chuan's family. He Baozheng was a bit embarrassed to talk to Liang Chuan when he saw one or two here and there. Later, there were more and more people, because he didn't care about it even if he said it. Besides, there were more people doing it, and a lot of wages would be paid in the future, so he was a little worried about Liang Chuan. His daughter and mother-in-law were all working for Liang Chuan, but so were the others. .
One day at the end of the first year, He Baozheng couldn't resist the entreaties from too many people in the village and came to discuss the matter with Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan doesn't go to the ground either, and there is Ye Xiaochai who helps take care of the shop. Like Sanxian, he spends his days chopping firewood and making sand tables in the yard.
Every time Liang Chuan saw He Baozheng feeling unhappy and constipated, he knew something was wrong with this old boy again.
"Tell me, what happened this time?"
"Sanlang, that's the thing... uh..." Every time He Baozheng comes, his own wife is also in the yard. His wife Wang doesn't like to talk to him anymore. She must have been angry for decades and now wants to When they came back, several other women looked at the two of them sneaking around and talking quietly, and turned on the gossip mode. They were protecting their boss, fearing that he would be led astray by He Baozheng.
"You should tell me, half-way through, is Sister Wang causing trouble with you again?"
He Baozheng thought to himself how the scandal of this family had spread here. His old face suddenly turned red and he had to say: "Sanlang, do you remember that you said a few days ago that you want the women in the village who have nothing to do to learn from it?" Learn bamboo weaving..."
"Yes, I'm confused, why no one wants to learn from it. I said, Lao He, this is because you are a righteous person. The land on the north bank is not good. If you think about it differently, you can do some craftsmanship. You make a lot of money!"
"Yes, Sanlang, you are right. Ever since my mother-in-law received wages from you, many people in the village have become enthusiastic. They also want to come to your place to find something to do. See if you can make some arrangements. . . ”
Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng. A few days ago, this old boy complained to him that the work in the fields was not easy to do. Could you make some arrangements for him? Judging from the way he looked, he probably didn't want to sleep with these women and couldn't do bamboo weaving. He couldn't do it. I was just thinking about how to arrange something for him to do, and I got it.
He folded his hands and pondered for a moment, then said after thinking for a while: "In this way, if the people in the village want to make bamboo weaving, you can call them together and you will be in charge of them all. There are too many people and I can't manage them. When the time comes, it will be up to you. You are responsible, and I will pay your wages later. They still work on a piece-rate basis, but you are responsible for the management. Anyone who disobeys management will be fired."
He Baozheng has been cultivating the land all his life, but he has never thought about how to make bamboo weaving. For a moment, he didn't know how to start, and his face was a little difficult.
Liang Chuan said: "This matter is not difficult. Since we want to become bigger and stronger, we cannot adopt a laissez-faire approach. These people must be centralized and managed in a unified manner. There must be processes and methods, and the division of labor must be clear."
He Baozheng was stunned for a while after hearing this. He opened his mouth so much that he didn't even know what to say. What kind of tricks are these? He broke out in a cold sweat. He might as well go back to farming. .
Liang Chuan comforted him and said, "Don't be nervous, He Baozheng." He stroked his back and calmed down his shock and said, "These words sound scary, but in fact they are nothing. They just arrange who should do what every day. I told you so you don’t have to worry.”
"Uh..." Can He Baozheng not be worried?
Liang Chuan sat in the yard and started making bamboo weaving by arranging people to cut bamboo from the mountain. Who is responsible for cutting bamboo and who is responsible for carrying bamboo. After the bamboo comes down, bamboo weaving begins, and then there is a series of things like transportation and piece counting. These arrangements are arranged by He Baozheng, and he decides on the manpower. Once the whole bamboo weaving work has been decided, it will be easy to carry out.
He Baozheng understood it immediately after hearing this, and he was scared to death. I just heard so many mysterious things about free-range breeding and unified management, and this old man made it easy for me to listen.
"Sanlang, the government posted a notice in the bamboo forest on the mountain saying that there was a big insect. Have you ever encountered it again?" Speaking of this ferocious beast, the muscles on He Baozheng's face tensed up. Times were different, and tigers at that time If you encounter it, you will be killed. In today's society, the country would have to legislate for protection.
"It's strange to say that I heard the roar of tigers the first time I went up the mountain. The roaring tigers in the mountain forest were really impressive. I haven't seen them again since then. Maybe it's because I was just chopping bamboo on the outside and didn't go deep into the bamboo forest. Is it good luck? Encountered a big bug."
Liang Chuan is a capable person, so he is not afraid, but the villagers are different. The reason why they have never been to the bamboo forest is because they are afraid of the big insects in the bamboo forest. As the saying goes, wealth is found in danger, and life and death depend on it. Since he wants to do this business, Sanlang himself has to go to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo every day, and the villagers have no reason not to go.
After receiving Liang Chuan's consent, He Baozheng went to the village and called the village women who had just approached him to express favors to the banyan tree in front of his house. As soon as we arrived, more than thirty people came, including all the women who could work in the village.
The big tree at the door has long been lush and green.
Everyone looked at He Baozheng anxiously, hoping to get a positive reply. If he was like Baozheng's mother-in-law Wang, she could make a lot of money in a month, which would at least cover the food and clothing expenses at home. .
Poverty is a very terrible state. The child is crying for food, his stomach will growl with hunger, and he will cry for you to give him something to eat, but if you clean the rice jar, you may not be able to find a grain of rice. Two people who love each other may quarrel every day because of poverty. Love cannot be eaten, but poverty can separate love. Poverty can turn everything in life into a mess.
He Baozheng copied what Liang Chuan told him and told the villagers again. There was almost no hesitation under the tree, and dozens of people cheered ecstatically. He Baozheng looked at these hard-working people and felt happy for them. Life was too hard. It wasn't because they didn't work hard, but because there was no way out.
The life of the people in the village is getting better and better. Whenever there is a natural disaster in the fertile land, they have to sell a piece of the ancestral property left by their ancestors every year to exchange for some money for soup and medicine to save lives. After several generations, how many people are left in the family? An acre of thin farmland is worthy of our ancestors.
Liang Chuan gave them a way to survive, but he couldn't cut off their own way! They have to sign a contract. This craft is learned from others, and they cannot be ungrateful after learning it. He couldn't write, so he could only wait for Ye Xiaochai to come back from Fengshan at night, help him write, and then let everyone sign first. In addition, all those who want to learn a craft must go to the soul of their ancestors and swear a heavy oath. To be honest, no one takes this oath seriously, but few are willing to do things that humiliate their ancestors, and many may be poor. But they guarded their days and remained upright people.
Liang Chuan is a capable person, so he is not afraid, but the villagers are different. The reason why they have never been to the bamboo forest is because they are afraid of the big insects in the bamboo forest. As the saying goes, wealth is found in danger, and life and death depend on it. Since he wants to do this business, Sanlang himself has to go to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo every day, and the villagers have no reason not to go.
After receiving Liang Chuan's consent, He Baozheng went to the village and called the village women who had just approached him to express favors to the banyan tree in front of his house. As soon as we arrived, more than thirty people came, including all the women who could work in the village.
The big tree at the door has long been lush and green.
Everyone looked at He Baozheng anxiously, hoping to get a positive reply. If he was like Baozheng's mother-in-law Wang, she could make a lot of money in a month, which would at least cover the food and clothing expenses at home. .
Poverty is a very terrible state. The child is crying for food, his stomach will growl with hunger, and he will cry for you to give him something to eat, but if you clean the rice jar, you may not be able to find a grain of rice. Two people who love each other may quarrel every day because of poverty. Love cannot be eaten, but poverty can separate love. Poverty can turn everything in life into a mess.
He Baozheng copied what Liang Chuan told him and told the villagers again. There was almost no hesitation under the tree, and dozens of people cheered ecstatically. He Baozheng looked at these hard-working people and felt happy for them. Life was too hard. It wasn't because they didn't work hard, but because there was no way out.
The life of the people in the village is getting better and better. Whenever there is a natural disaster in the fertile land, they have to sell a piece of the ancestral property left by their ancestors every year to exchange for some money for soup and medicine to save lives. After several generations, how many people are left in the family? An acre of thin farmland is worthy of our ancestors.
Liang Chuan gave them a way to survive, but he couldn't cut off their own way! They have to sign a contract. This craft is learned from others, and they cannot be ungrateful after learning it. He couldn't write, so he could only wait for Ye Xiaochai to come back from Fengshan at night, help him write, and then let everyone sign first. In addition, all those who want to learn a craft must go to the soul of their ancestors and swear a heavy oath. To be honest, no one takes this oath seriously, but few are willing to do things that humiliate their ancestors, and many may be poor. But they guarded their days and remained upright people.
