"People in the village are all neighbors. After the workshop is built, they all want to work in the workshop. In addition, after the workshop is expanded, more people will be needed to work in the workshop. The more people there are, the more trouble there will be. If we don't be tougher, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to manage in the future. So for those like Mrs. Feng who are trying to cause trouble, or who have some other intentions, don't do better, just kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and set an example to others, so that everyone knows that we will never tolerate making trouble over nothing. People, whether they are still working now or want to come in the future, must abide by the rules, otherwise even if they come now, they will be expelled in the future."
Knowing that Mo Ziwan was soft-hearted, Han Shuxian carefully taught some methods of managing the workshop.
"I understand. We shouldn't be taken advantage of. We are not stupid because we have more money. We have more money and are smarter. No one can try to deceive us!" Mo Ziyuan looked serious. Later, he also talked about the future arrangements for Li Yougui and his wife. It is not an arrangement, it depends on what they mean!
"It's Grandma Feng's fault for making trouble this time. It has something to do with Uncle Yougui and Aunt Chunxia, but strictly speaking, it doesn't have much to do with it. What matters is Grandma Feng's family. What doesn't matter is that Yougui Uncle and Aunt Chunxia did not make any mistakes during their work, and although Grandma Feng came to make trouble, it did not cause bad consequences. So we fired them anxiously. Although firing them was a precaution, we still It’s a little too hasty!”
"So, I still want to make up for having Uncle Gui and Aunt Chunxia!"
In this day and age, people could be fired at will. In modern times, this would be a complete violation of the labor law and would be punished immediately, so she was still prepared to give them some compensation.
"Okay, you can make up for it however you want!" Han Shuxian agreed without even hearing her say how she wanted to make up for it.
"Give me an extra month's wages." Mo Ziyuan said, "Our workshop needs to be expanded, and the amount of pork and ducks we need will also increase day by day. Uncle Gui and Aunt Chunxia are very serious about their work. We are all more interested in this." Don’t worry, otherwise we wouldn’t have let them all come to work in the workshop in the first place, so it’s better to let them help us raise ducks. We sign an agreement with them, and we will collect as many ducks as they raise!”
"You are very considerate of them. But it's okay if they raise them well. Roast ducks need a lot of ducks anyway. We can collect as many ducks as they can raise. In this way, they can make more money." Give one more. A month's wages, giving them a full addition, is only two taels of silver, which is nothing to make up for. But it's different if they raise ducks. After they are raised, they will definitely earn no less than two taels of silver per month in the future. No one is still controlling them. This is the greater compensation.
"How much they earn in the future will depend on their abilities, but no matter how bad they are, it will definitely be better than working in a workshop." Mo Ziwan said.
After agreeing on the arrangements for Li Yougui and Du Chunxia, Han Shuxian talked about the workshop again, "Tomorrow I will ask your godmother to tell them that they will go to the workshop and start hammering again. If there is anyone who is dishonest, think carefully about Li Yougui and his wife."
"I'll leave it to my godfather and godmother to deal with the rest." She could only express some of her own thoughts, but she had no experience in how to deal with it specifically. When it comes to managing people, it's not just for the sake of the employees that she can manage the workshop well. She doesn't want to waste her brain on managing the workshop.
"Okay, if you have an idea, just put it forward."
"Yes." Mo Ziyuan nodded in response, and then smiled playfully, "I'm going home to make baked buns. Godfather, I'll honor you when I'm done."
"Wait!" Han Shuxian saw that she was about to run out and called out hurriedly.
Mo Ziwan stopped walking out of the house and looked at Han Shuxian.
"Don't you want to read the account book?" Han Shuxian picked up the account book he just held in his hand.
Mo Ziwan took it over and had read it before, so Mo Ziwan didn't want to look at the previous records at all. She turned directly to the end of the account to see how much she earned.
Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziwan and didn't look at the front at all, "Is that how you look?"
Mo Ziwan looked at Han Shuxian in confusion, "What do you think? I think it will be great if I make a lot of money!"
"How can you tell the problem by just looking at the end?" Han Shuxian said seriously.
"But there's no problem!" Mo Ziwan also
Said seriously.
Han Shuxian was amused by her seriousness, "How would you know if there is a problem if you don't take a look?"
"I believe my godmother will be fine!" Mo Ziyuan said solemnly.
"You kid!" Han Shuxian said angrily.
"It's one thing that you and your godmother are close, but you still have to look at the accounts carefully when it's time to look at them. If you don't look at them seriously, how can you go back and explain to your uncles and grandparents and ask how much you earn every day? How do you answer?"
"I know the total number and the number of days in the last month. I average the total number to each day and calculate it in one go!" Mo Ziyuan said easily.
Han Shuxian was speechless! "Then how much do you earn every day?"
"I made a total of eight hundred, thirty-two, three hundred and forty cents. Calculated for thirty days, I can earn more than twenty-seven taels per day." Mo Ziyuan thought about this arithmetic problem that elementary school students know. I am a master's student. Are you still stumped by addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in elementary school?
Han Shuxian felt that he shouldn't ask. He knew clearly that she was different from ordinary children, but he still had to ask. Wasn't he embarrassing himself?
Alas, after looking at the account for almost an hour, she figured it out clearly at a glance.
Fortunately, she forgot one thing. Han Shuxian tried to find some dignity for himself, "The money your uncle and the others bought for the red potato has not yet been deducted from the cost. After your uncle and the others have paid for the cost of the red potato, this money is pure profit." Already."
"Red sweet potato is not expensive, so let's just wipe out the change. The difference is four hundred cents to twenty-seven taels." Mo Ziyuan opened her mouth and told the result again.
Han Shuxian suddenly felt so tired. His goddaughter is good at everything, but she is too smart. Do you want me to lose my dignity as my godfather?
"That's a good calculation. Go back quickly. I'm waiting for your baked buns!"
move! Your godfather, I need to take a good rest!
"Well, godfather, I'm leaving. I'll come back later!" Mo Ziyuan replied after hearing this, thinking as she walked, she still had to find a way to make it simpler and clearer for her godmother to do accounting in the future. Look at the current method. It’s too tiring for my eyes to go up there, and it’s too difficult to check after writing a long list of things densely packed together.
But there are no Arabic numerals in this era. This is also a problem she has been struggling with since Yu Silian started doing accounting. Arabic numerals are simple and clear, and can save a lot of words.
After returning home, Mo Ziyuan couldn't think of a good solution, so she had to put aside the accounting and went back to studying her burgers.
"Sister Yulian, are the noodles ready?" Mo Ziyuan arrived before anyone else arrived.
"The noodles are ready!" In order to make the noodles with the old noodles rise earlier, Qiao Yumei poured hot water into the basin after mixing the noodles, and then put the bowl with noodles into the hot water basin. , in less than half an hour, the noodles in the bowl were already like a big steamed bun.
Mo Ziwan walked into the kitchen again and saw that the noodles in the bowl had risen and were ready. She was about to bake them in the oven. "Has the charcoal fire been added to the oven?"
"Added, I'll wait until you come back to see if there's anything else to do. Without you, Sister Yulian will put it in the oven to bake." Song Nanzhi, who was already lighting a fire in the kitchen, said.
"No, you can bake it directly." Mo Ziwan replied, and then looked at Qiao Yulian, "Sister Yulian, you can cut the noodles into small pieces and bake them in the oven."
After Qiao Yulian heard Mo Ziwan say that there was nothing else to do, she started to tear the noodles into small pieces, and then rolled them into small balls one by one. While rubbing them, she asked, "How do you want to make luncheon meat?"
"After the luncheon meat is cooked, cut it into pieces about the same size as the grilled buns. Put them inside the grilled buns and eat them. Add a few pieces of tender cabbage leaves. Blanch the cabbage leaves in boiling water and put them inside."
Mo Ziwan still wanted something richer, so she started to search in her mind what vegetables could be added to the baked buns. There were a lot of vegetables added, but unfortunately there were really few vegetables in winter, so she turned around and thought about what vegetables she had at home now. I looked through the dishes and found that the carrots were just okay, so I added, "Cut the carrots into slices and blanch them in boiling water, and then put them in the baked buns to eat."
I will definitely find a way to make some tomato sauce in the summer.
"Okay, I'll make the vegetables after I bake the buns." Qiao Yulian put down another one and kneaded it.
of dough.
"Sister Yulian, let's fry some more meat!" Fried chicken is unrealistic. Although grandma spoils her, she can't be too casual. Even if a chicken seems to her to be a trial, Fried chicken nuggets are also very worthwhile, but in the eyes of grandma, it is different. She doesn't know her intentions, so she will inevitably be a little reluctant to part with it.
Wait until the pork cubes are done and then use the chicken, same thing!
"Today we already have grilled buns and luncheon meat. How about making fried chicken nuggets tomorrow?" Qiao Yulian was afraid of making too much and wasting it, so she thought about making it tomorrow.
"Why is there so much? There are so many people in our family, and we have to deliver them to our godfather and godmother when they are ready. After delivering the baked buns, we only have a little left, so it would be appropriate to fry some more meat!" Mo Ziwan No, that's what she really thought.
"Then fry less. We'll have to cook other dishes later." Qiao Yulian saw that Mo Ziyuan looked like she wouldn't do it until she fried, so she had to agree.
Song Nanzhi said angrily under the stove: "You just let your sister Yulian do that all day long! I didn't see you eating much after it was done. I did everything you said today. You can eat more later." Otherwise, your sister Yulian won’t do it for you in the future.”
Qiao Yulian also followed Song Nanzhi's words, "Yes, Grandma Song is right, it will be ready in a while. If you don't eat more, I won't cook it for you next time!"
Faced with two major threats, Mo Ziyuan immediately responded obediently: "I will definitely eat more of what Sister Yulian cooked. I will finish it by myself."
Mo Ziwan's bold words successfully made the two of them laugh. Song Nanzhi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll see how you finish these steamed buns later."
After the dough was put into the oven, Qiao Yulian started cutting the meat again, preparing to fry the meat pieces as Mo Ziyuan said.
Mo Ziwan stood beside her and watched, "Sister Yulian, first cut a few pieces of meat the size of your palm. After cutting, chop it with the back of the knife. Be careful not to use too much force to avoid cutting the meat. Already."
"Why use the back of the knife to chop? The back of the knife can't cut meat." Faced with what Mo Ziwan said, Qiao Yulian's hand holding the knife stayed in the air and looked at Mo Ziwan, not understanding why she said that.
"It's not about cutting the meat. It's just about beating the meat with the back of the knife to loosen it up a bit so that the fried meat won't be too burnt." Mo Ziwan explained.
"How did you know?" Qiao Yulian's hand holding the kitchen knife finally followed Mo Ziyuan's instructions and chopped it with the back of the knife.
"I figured it out. Every time I see you take out not much meat, but when it's cut it's a full bowl. It should be because the meat is cut loosely and it seems like there's a little more meat." Mo Ziwan said.
"Oh!" Qiao Yulian asked after making a sound, "Then why do you want to cut it into such a big piece? It doesn't taste good in such a big piece! It would be better to cut it smaller and fry it."
