Seeing that only the selected people remained in the workshop, Jiang Yimian then stated her rules: "From now on, no unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter this workshop, and you are not allowed to talk about what you do in the workshop."
Without the recipe, no one will make money. I hope you can keep each other in check.
As long as everyone works hard, there's no need to worry about wages.
Although she wouldn't teach everyone the materials and methods needed for each step, since they were all working together, it was still easy to find out what others had done.
It's better to explain in advance; having others supervise is more effective than having her do it alone.
Moreover, it can make them understand that everyone's interests are intertwined, and if even one person undermines this, all their interests will be harmed.
In order to avoid harming their own interests, these people will consciously supervise themselves.
Everyone responded in unison.
She then divided everyone into groups according to their individual characteristics, and had Wang Fengqin and a few others teach them how to make soap.
Fortunately, the people they selected were honest and efficient, and they mastered the basic production process in just one morning.
However, the five who make patterned soaps are still slowly figuring things out.
Seeing that it was about time, Jiang Yimian told everyone to go back for dinner.
Zheng Xiulian lagged behind, and only after everyone in the village had left did she come over and whisper to Jiang Yimian about the mother and daughter.
“Jiang girl, it’s lucky you hired people to work in your workshop, otherwise, the Zhao family might have starved to death.”
Jiang Yimian was taken aback. "What do you mean by that?"
She doesn't stay in the village often, and when she does manage to stay, she's busy with her business and isn't very familiar with most of the people there.
This was the first time I had ever met that mother and daughter.
Although the little girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, she seemed like a capable person. Not only was she clever and quick-witted, but she also dared to fight for what she wanted. She didn't seem like the kind of person who would starve herself to death.
Zheng Xiulian sighed softly. Seeing that Wang Fengqin and the other two were also looking over, she simply called them over and said, "The Zhao family are also refugees, just like you."
Do you know Da Mao and Er Mao? They were also the children of a mute mother.
Her husband was injured on the way to escape famine. Not only was his arm broken, but his brain was also damaged. Now he is no different from a three-year-old child. He left behind a mute mother, a young woman, and three children. The relief grain that the family received from the government has probably been used up long ago.
But their family didn't like to trouble others and rarely interacted with people. If it weren't for Da Hua's cleverness, the family probably wouldn't have been able to make ends meet.
When she learned about their situation, her husband sent them some stored grain and returned two acres of wasteland for them to cultivate later.
Unfortunately, the autumn harvest is still more than half a year away, and it's impossible to conjure up grain out of thin air in a short time.
Moreover, the Zhao family had no able-bodied men, so clearing the land was no easy task. It took the mother and daughter almost a month to clear those two acres.
Her son and man wanted to help, but the mute woman refused.
She's been worried about what to do these past few days. After all, her family doesn't have much food, and they often have to give relief to villagers, so they don't have much left.
Unexpectedly, the Jiang family's workshop was built. She had originally planned to let the Zhao family mother and daughter try it out, and then she would mediate between them so that one of them could stay. To her surprise, both the mother and daughter stayed.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, not expecting that the clever little girl's family situation was like this. After thinking for a while, she said, "As long as the two of them work hard, eighty copper coins a day will be enough for their family to have enough to eat."
Zheng Xiulian just smiled and nodded, "That's right. Many people in the village are now relying on you. First, you paid them for building houses, and now you're doing work in the workshop. It's a blessing that our village has been blessed for eight generations to be able to come to Qingshi Village."
There are many people in the village who can't afford to eat. Although they don't have to pay taxes for two years, because Qingshi Village has little land, apart from a few families with many members who were allocated a lot of land initially, each family basically doesn't have much land left.
It's not a good thing that peasants don't own much land.
As Zheng Xiulian left, Liu Xiaoyun and Zhao Xinger both sighed.
If they hadn't met Jiang Yatou, they might have been living worse than the villagers.
Lunch was eaten in those thatched huts. Because there were many people, Zhao Dashu simply called Zhang Xiucai and Lu Cijian over as well.
These are all simple home-style dishes, but they taste great.
Aside from delivering goods and processing konjac, Zhao Dashu has spent the rest of his time learning to cook with Wang Fengqin and the others. After a while, he's become quite proficient at it.
Everyone enjoyed the meal.
In the afternoon, Jiang Yimian and the others were still in the workshop.
After getting used to it in the morning, the people in the workshop gradually became able to do it themselves in the afternoon.
Although she knew about the mute girl's family situation, Jiang Yimian still didn't give them much special treatment and treated them all the same. After all, the workshop was there to work for her and earn money, not a charity.
Fortunately, the two of them studied very diligently and would ask questions promptly if they had any doubts. They were the fastest learners among the five.
In addition, she knows how to embroider, her hands are relatively steady, and she also knows how to match colors, so she has become more and more skilled.
Jiang Yimian wandered around the workshop casually, occasionally giving instructions to the others, when she heard Lu Cijian's voice coming from the doorway, "Mianmian, the people from Huichuntang have arrived."
His voice was quite loud, and his deep voice was very pleasant to the ear, but it startled Jiang Yimian when she heard it.
Fortunately, everyone in the workshop was busy and didn't notice his soft moan.
Lin Zhaozhao, who was outside the workshop, was stunned for a moment. She looked at Lu Cijian a few times and felt more and more sorry for her brother.
What could her brother possibly compare to? This man in front of her was not only handsome and dashing, but he also didn't seem like the kind of weakling her brother would ever be.
The only thing her brother can compare to is money.
But Sister Jiang doesn't seem like someone who loves money that much. Tsk, her brother has no chance of winning!
Jiang Yimian glared at Lu Cijian before coming out of the workshop, but the other party pretended not to see her.
As she passed by Lu Cijian, she felt a sudden itch in her palm and her heart skipped a beat.
But Lu Cijian acted as if nothing had happened, giving her a smile before silently leaving.
Jiang Yimian felt both helpless and amused. When did this guy become so good at flirting, taking her hand in public?
When she saw Lin Zhaozhao, she was taken aback for a moment before going up to her and saying with a smile, "Zhaozhao, what brings you here?"
Lin Zhaozhao simply smiled and said, "I came to see Sister Jiang and picked up some goods while I was there."
More importantly, I wanted to see where someone as intelligent as Sister Jiang lived.
However, along the way, the villages we encountered were all dilapidated. Although Qing Shi Village was a little better, it was still mostly thatched huts and large areas of wasteland, so we guessed that people were not doing very well.
In such an environment, Jiang Jiejie's remarkable fertility made her feel somewhat inferior.
Jiang Yimian, unaware of the other person's thoughts, simply pulled Lin Zhaozhao into a separate room in the workshop.
Originally intended as a place for recording accounts, it's now being used to receive guests.
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