How is the time kept? What kind of timer is used?
This has become a key issue!
At the pharmacy, Jiang Zhi had prepared an hourglass timer, which she had bought in the city.
It was a small copper funnel that used sand to leak down, revealing markings on the inner wall to calculate the time.
This is the only way to control the boiling time of the medicine. A copper hourglass is finely crafted and very valuable, so Jiang Zhi would never allow anyone to use it at the mosquito coil workshop.
Wang Xiaoju made it sound easy, pointing to the wooden buckets used for carrying water outside the shed: "Just poke a hole in the bucket, wait for the water to leak out, one bucket of water per round, and when it's all gone, you have to leave the stage. That's how you keep track of the time."
A water leak is also a timer, but it has flaws.
Initially, the flow rate remains constant, but as the water volume decreases, the pressure decreases, and the flow rate changes, making the timing inaccurate. However, instruments that can accurately tell the time are too expensive.
In early ancient water clocks, water flowed out layer by layer from the upper vessel at a constant speed, while the bottom float rose with the water level to indicate the time.
If Wang Xiaoju only uses the time limit of letting a bucket of water leak out, without deliberately calculating several hours, this would also work.
The others in the shed looked at each other, wondering how long a bucket of water would last—an hour or two? It seemed impossible for them to stay any longer!
However, most people like it.
In the past, the whole family would take their turn at the table, cooking slowly and leisurely, without anyone rushing them.
They keep urging us to use it, as if they want to use it forever and claim it as their own.
Five of the ten tables were already occupied, and the rest would have to be divided up.
Now it's much better; you have to leave after each round, and then queue up again if you want to do it again.
The children in the family can come and earn a few coins, and they no longer have to argue and fight with others here.
Jiang Zhi laughed and said, "Xiao Ju's idea is good, let's do it this way! Let's carve a wooden bucket first to see the effect!"
That's how capitalists are made; they make time fly by, and the days of chatting while working are over.
Since Xu Gensheng complained every day, Jiang Zhi handed over the mosquito coil workshop to Wang Xiaoju, who was a ready-made manager.
Wang Xiaoju was both surprised and delighted. She hadn't expected that she could take charge of the workshop with just a few words and immediately guarantee that she could manage it.
Jiang Zhi never expected that by choosing a "King of Rolls," she would open the door to a deadly production line.
"A bucket of water" became the unit of time in Xujia Village, and also became synonymous with Wang Xiaoju, the "King of Rolling Paper".
As long as you have "a bucket of water," it means you'll get hand cramps and run out of breath.
Moreover, this timer extends to other places, with a leaky bucket next to the rice planting, threshing, and wheat harvesting.
Everyone must work together and no one is allowed to slack off.
We'll all take a break and stop all work. During this time, everyone is free to do whatever they want, whether it's urinating or defecating, or going home to feed the chickens and pigs.
So, some people hate this rule while others love it. People like Li Laoshi, who want to slack off, are furious, while those who work diligently like it.
When Xu Genbao heard that Xiao Ju had been appointed as a manager, he was stunned.
If I say something wrong, I'll be stuck doing whatever my wife says now.
The workshop was handed over to Wang Xiaoju, and the administrator took office immediately. Jiang Zhi pulled Qin Shi aside and exposed Li Laoshi's lie: "Li Laoshi's wound has long since healed. He's fine and won't cause any problems. Don't listen to him!"
Qin looked incredulous: "Sister-in-law Jiang, you don't know."
I saw today that Laoshi's arm is still red and swollen; it really hasn't healed. You should give Laoshi some of that wine that you used on Xiaoman too!
Jiang Zhi used that little bit of alcohol to disinfect Xiao Man, and now there's practically nothing left.
Qin believed that it was that wine that cured Xiaoman.
Despite bleeding so much during Xiaoman, she only had a low-grade fever for a little over a day, and there was no swelling at all.
Li Laoshi's wound is still red; Jiang Zhi must not have used the right medicine...
Jiang Zhi: "...Alright! Go see what kind of injury this is yourself!"
She could only sigh for Qin Shi, thinking that this foolish woman was likely to be tricked by Li Laoshi.
I should go and catch that cunning Li Laoshi first!
Jiang Zhi left the mosquito coil workshop and went straight to the warehouse.
Sure enough, they caught Li Laoshi, who was relaxing in the cool of the air, in the storeroom.
It wouldn't be accurate to call it laziness; at this moment, Li Laoshi was sitting in the corner, polishing something with horsetail.
"Li Laoshi!" Jiang Zhi shouted, startling Li Laoshi, who was engrossed in his work, so much so that he almost dropped what he was holding.
As Li Laoshi turned around, he quickly stuffed the thing into his pocket; Jiang Zhi only saw that it was a tree branch.
"Oh dear, what was Sister Jiang shouting for? There wasn't even a sound of her feet. She scared me!" Li Laoshi complained.
Jiang Zhi looked at her feet: she was walking normally, so why was there no sound?
However... judging from Li Laoshi's still-shaken appearance, he doesn't seem scared, but rather like he has a guilty conscience!
"Li Laoshi, what happened to your wound? Xiaoman is already able to work, you can't exert yourself!" Jiang Zhi glanced at his arm and said bluntly.
Li Laoshi guiltily tugged at his rolled-up sleeves and forced a bitter smile, saying, "Xiaoman is in good health, how can I compare to him? He's a virgin! He's like a withered flower, while I... I'm just an old vegetable!"
“Tell the truth, or I’ll tell Qin Ling you’re lying to her!” Jiang Zhicai didn’t give him a chance to lie.
At this, Li Laoshi gave a truly wry smile: "No, don't tell me, my injury has long since healed. If Sister-in-law Qin knew I was lying to her, she would definitely pinch me a few times!"
Jiang Zhi asked curiously, "Why did you lie to her?"
Did the Qin family really fall for it?
Li Laoshi glanced a few times to the side, embarrassed: "Actually, it's nothing. I just said my arm hurt, and Sister-in-law Qin helped me tidy up the house!"
"I'll clean up your doghouse!" Jiang Zhi really laughed.
Li Laoshi, a bachelor, was terrible at washing and cleaning, and his room was cluttered with random things.
Normally the door is closed so no one knows, but this time when she was injured, Qin came into the house and even helped pack her things.
Jiang Zhi didn't want to waste words with Li Laoshi and said directly, "You've been flirting with Qin Shi every day, do you want to get married?"
If you're going to do it, then speak to them honestly and straightforwardly. Don't act like a fancy-legged turtle and give people cause for gossip.
Xu Family Village has a small population, but there are still over a hundred mouths. These mouths, big and small, can swallow people whole.
Li Laoshi was thick-skinned and didn't care what people said, but Qin Shi was different.
Qin looked fierce, but she was actually very fragile inside. Otherwise, she wouldn't have craved that meat for decades, lost her money, and then hid in Qingquan Bay, acting like she was going to die.
Now that Qin is about to become a grandmother, if any unpleasant things are said about her, people will only laugh at her.
Upon hearing that he had flirted with the Qin family, Li Laoshi struggled to speak, making faces as he managed to get the words out: "I have nothing. How am I supposed to support my family? And they don't even want me."
Jiang Zhi understood what he meant: he wanted to start a family, but his laziness and poverty were ingrained in him, and he lacked confidence.
He immediately encouraged him: "It's nothing, just earn more money. Everyone in the village starts from scratch, like a white-tiled roof."
You're a bit better than others. As long as you're willing to work, I'll help you earn more money.
Before, there were no ways to make money, but now as long as you are willing to work, you can make money. Li Laoshi is quick-witted, but he is lazy.
Li Laoshi was tempted, but then he was also troubled, realizing he couldn't keep it!
After deducting the grain allowance each month, Sister Jiang would give herself 500 coins, which would amount to 6 taels of silver a year.
Now, more than a year has passed, and he only has two taels of silver left. The rest of his money has been spent here and there.
If we need to repair the house or something... we don't have the money!
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