Obviously Yang Qian was very dissatisfied with Gao Yushi.
He is a decision-maker. If this gap becomes bigger, will they still consider things by themselves in the future? There will inevitably be a sense of dependence.
As time passed and the identities were exchanged, Yang Qian might as well kick out all the officials of Yuntong County, large and small.
When he came to the small building, Yang Qian wrote down the entire production process and handed it to Fuji Ziyun.
"It's rare for you to come over..." Maybe Yang Qian hasn't come over for a long time, Fujiko said. Said dissatisfied.
Yang Gan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and smiled and said, "Why should I come here? You come here so early every day. Even though you live in the mansion, I have never met you."
"Hey, you are a busy person and you can't see me. That's normal."
After Fujikoyun teased Yang Qian, he quickly browsed the rapeseed oil production process.
"The oil yield is not particularly high, only 30 to 40%. The oil yield of pig ointment is 50 to 60%."
"There are still many people at the bottom of Guizhou who can't afford meat. There's nothing we can do about it."
Yang Qian is also quite helpless. It is not easy to improve the economy. There is still a process.
"By the way, let me tell you something. We took out the earliest canned meats last time and tested them. They were all good. However, the canned meats with internal organs did not taste good and even had a fishy smell."
Yang Gan was shocked and said, "No way, is it broken?"
He was a little nervous. This thing was a strategic material and would seriously affect the strategic deployment of the Eastern Expedition to Goguryeo.
Fujiko Yun said, "It's not bad, it just doesn't taste good. If there is a way, who will eat this food? Of course pork and mutton are delicious."
"But if the offal is not consumed, it is quite wasteful. It is better not to use the offal to fertilize it. A pig can have dozens of kilograms of offal."
Yang Qian touched his forehead, brushed his hair, found a table and sat down slowly.
One thing happened one after another, making him feel a little overwhelmed.
After Teng Ziyun made a cup of tea for Yang Gan, he slowly came behind him, sat down Yingying, and kept massaging the white catkins on Yang Gan's shoulders.
"Actually, this thing was a rare commodity in the past wars. As long as it was edible, the soldiers would not be picky about food at all. Unlike now, you have spoiled your mouth."
She is just a little woman, and her focus is of course on Yang Gan. As for the army, she has no control over it.
But that's not what Yang Qian thinks. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Since Fujiko said this, the taste must be absolutely terrible.
No wonder, I had never eaten canned food made from offal in my previous life.
It's a pity that Zhang Yumeng has fallen down from exhaustion, otherwise he could still come to discuss it.
When he thought of Zhang Yumeng, a light flashed in Yang Gan's mind.
"Have you heard anything Zhang Yumeng said?"
Fujiko Yun said while massaging, "Are you talking about lunch meat?"
"Hey, you know? That's easy. There are actually many ways to make luncheon meat. Pork and chicken can be mixed, or not mixed."
"If we start producing luncheon meat, we can add 10 to 20 percent offal, preferably offal that doesn't have a strong fishy smell, so that some offal can be used up."
After asking Fuji Ziyun to get him a set of paper, pen and ink, Yang Gan started to paint according to the formula in his memory.
"Star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, bay leaves, cumin, ginkgo, etc... more than a dozen kinds of spices."
This is just something Yang Qian saw on Douyin before. It is probably the ordinary version. If there is such a secret recipe, he does not have it.
"What does this do?"
Yang Gan laughed and said, "Eat the internal organs of many animals, the smell is too strong, but it would be too wasteful not to eat them, such as chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep."
"These things I wrote, make a bag with linen and tie it tightly. After washing the internal organs quickly, pickle them with corn wine for a while, and then boil them together."
"It's best to eat it with pancakes, which can not only supplement the meat but also fill the stomach."
Fuji Ziyun's eyes lit up. The things Yang Gan made were usually very effective, which also aroused her curiosity.
It's a pity that Yang Qian has only heard of it before, but he has never eaten it, because this thing is generally found in the central or north, but not in the south. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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not much.
Fujiko Jin was in charge of the entire factory system in Zhuangzi, and gradually developed a vigorous and resolute personality.
He called a few of his subordinates and gave them the formula and necessary items. In a short time, these items were all ready.
The two of them came outside the balcony on the third floor, set up a large pot, threw the ingredients bag down, and added a spoonful of sauce.
When the water boiled, he threw all the cleaned pig and sheep viscera in. A few men next to him also carried baskets with some dry biscuits in them.
During the stew, the two began to exchange experiences about the factory. Yang Gan believed that men could do the heavy work, and some of the more delicate and easy work could be done by women.
But there was a conflict with Fujiko Yun over the payment of wages.
In Fujiko Yun's understanding, the people who work in the factory are nothing more than long-term workers. If they are long-term workers, they will be paid according to how much they pay per day.
Yang Qian, on the other hand, has a different idea. He thinks that daily wages are too troublesome, and this is not an era of mechanization.
The market demand is not that high, and I am afraid that overproduction will cause trouble. Moreover, after workers earn money, they should be allowed to consume when appropriate.
While the two were chatting, Yang Qian started writing on a piece of white paper.
For example, a week is seven days, and people can have two days off in a week, which is a double break.
As for salary, the current social situation must also be taken into consideration. There is no need for a monthly salary, just a weekly salary.
When Yang Qian finished telling everything, Teng Ziyun was stunned.
Such things as bonuses, attendance, distribution according to work, etc., made her, a woman with a business background, stunned for a moment.
For example, a worker's daily wage is 20 yuan. If we follow Yang Qian's method, then the day's wage is 10 yuan. If a product is made, it will be calculated separately, and the piece rate system will apply.
I believe this can eliminate some people who fish in troubled waters. If they do less, they will get a basic salary, and if they do more, they will get more.
Fuji Ziyun was not surprised by Yang Qian's thoughts like other stubborn people. Instead, he looked at Yang Qian in disbelief.
After all, there is a gap of at least two thousand years between the concepts. It is not that easy to accept it all at once.
"If we follow your plan, those workers will definitely be much more diligent in the future. The more they do, the more they will earn."
Fujiko Yun shook his head and complained, "It's been like this recently. Many workers have started to be lazy and slippery. Once this rule comes out, they will definitely be restrained."
Yang Gan smiled proudly and said, "Convergence? If this system is popularized, it will not be a problem of convergence. Even the lazy people will work hard."
Fujiko shook his head and said, "That's impossible. Human nature is like this. It's impossible for lazy people to become diligent because of a system."
Yang Gan said, "You still don't understand the essence of this system. Think about it, two people go to and from work together, and one gets 300 yuan a week, and the other gets 100 yuan. When compared with each other, people's competitiveness will be stimulated. I will always work harder.”
"No matter how lazy this person is, his family will urge him to work hard after receiving the news."
Fuji Ziyun nodded in admiration. This method of analyzing people's hearts is probably only Yang Qian can think of.
Yang Gan has many methods, and now he is just trying to come up with a few. I am afraid that too much is not enough, especially the issue of attendance, which still needs to be advanced slowly. After all, many tenant farmers have no time to accept such information.
And as Zhuangzi gets bigger and bigger, there are hundreds of thousands of people. If it is not divided into more than a dozen areas, if they stand together, they will see a large area of Wu Yangyang.
Some people are close to the factory and some are far away, so it is normal for the arrival time to work to be different in the morning and evening.
Although he didn't dare to oppose himself, it was not Yang Qian's original intention to work hard and not contribute. If it weren't for the constraints of this era, Yang Qian really didn't want to force others.
In fact, before time travel, Yang Qian was an ordinary person. An ordinary person would not stand out in a crowd of a hundred people.
Joining the health care product industry to fool the elderly was a last resort, otherwise he would not have the money to buy a house, but Yang Qian's idea at the time was actually to speculate in real estate. Update without error@
He doesn't particularly like big cities. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
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When I return to my hometown and sell my house in Shanghai, wouldn't it be great to go back to my hometown?
Yang Qian came from a small city and was used to houses of more than 100 square meters, but the one he bought was a full 140 square meters, which is considered a large bungalow in the magical city.
I remember that at that time, one square meter was still about 30,000 yuan, and the full price was 4.2 million. Yang Qian’s family took 1.2 million and added some themselves, making up a down payment of 1.47 million.
Who would have thought that six or seven years later, Yang Qian would win the lottery and repay the loan directly.
Yang Qian thought that when he made more money and got tired of the big city, he could sell the house. According to the house price at the time of time travel, he could sell it for at least more than 10 million.
Return to your hometown and buy 12 50-square-meter single apartments with simple decoration. In this way, the monthly rent will be 7,000 to 8,000 yuan.
Although it is not much, it is enough for a person living in a small city. If possible, Yang Qian can find a lighter job and pay pension insurance, and easily earn more than 10,000 yuan a month.
In a small city, a monthly income of over 10,000 is already very impressive. This is the real world, not the Douyin world where the average per capita is one million.
And I heard that my hometown is planning to build a light rail. According to my plan, if the house is bought and the light rail is connected, then the rent will not be seven or eight thousand a month, but twenty or thirty thousand a month.
During the chat between Yang Qian and Teng Ziyun, Yang Qian held her down at least two or three times. Several of his subordinates were very smart. They came over with bowls and chopsticks in a minute, and they also thoughtfully brought a bucket of millet wine.
"Oh, Fujiko Yun, why are you so impatient? This stew needs to wait."
The permeating fragrance reduced Fuji Ziyun's interest in chatting by at least half. Who could make this smell so alluring.
"Yang Qian, when will it be better?" Fuji Ziyun swallowed and looked frequently at the steaming cauldron.
In fact, let alone her, she and several of her men couldn't hold it anymore. They stared at the cauldron, but Yang Qian didn't say anything. Who dared to move? .
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