Upon hearing this, Manager Cai immediately said, "How could I possibly keep this for myself again?"
"Alright, alright, it'll be forty-five coins a pound. Harvest Bro, wait here, I'll go get your deposit right away."
Lin Fengshou received a deposit of 135 coins. He wasn't as alarmed by this amount of money as he used to be. Ever since his mother started helping them with their business, he had discovered that manual labor was the least profitable job. However, these were all things his mother had come up with to earn money, and he wanted to earn money through his own abilities as well.
He then went to Junyue Restaurant and Kelai Restaurant to discuss the braised food business. Both restaurants, seeing that it was offal, decided to give it a try and ordered a small amount, thirteen catties and ten catties respectively.
After finishing his business, Lin Feng bought two sets of pig offal and went to the city gate to meet up with Song Anbang, Lin Fenghe, and Feng Yao.
When Lin Fengshou heard that the paper, writing brush, inkstone, and inkstone had cost more than two taels of silver, he felt that what he and his mother had earned was not enough.
When Song Anxin heard this, she wasn't too surprised. Studying is a demanding and long-term endeavor, even in modern times. Otherwise, why would everyone in her era feel that having children was a huge burden?
This is the village to the west.
After lunch, Hongli asked a family in the village to hitch up an oxcart, and selected a few men to escort the duck eggs along, so that they could familiarize themselves with the route beforehand.
On the way, Song Anxin sat in the oxcart and said to Old Man Zhang:
"Uncle Zhang, thank you. Actually, you could come here to collect the duck eggs and then take them to my house."
Uncle Zhang chuckled as he drove the cart, saying, "I don't have free time every day. I have things to do at home too. I can't let Fengnian's mother have to worry about your family's affairs."
Song Anxin smiled. This old man was an honest man. He could have easily bought duck eggs from the western village and made a profit himself, but he didn't. Instead, he told her and brought her along.
After arriving home, Song Anxin picked out ten salted duck eggs for Old Zhang, saying that he wanted his grandchildren and his wife to taste them. Only then did Old Zhang accept them.
At the same time, Song Anxin also paid the remaining money to the people of Xibian Village. The total amount of more than two thousand duck eggs was a little over one tael. The men from Xibian Village were all happy to thank Song Anxin, and they even helped carry the duck eggs to the house where they were stored.
To Song Anxin's surprise, none of the duck eggs brought by the villagers from the west were damaged. Song Anxin asked curiously.
The young man driving the cart chuckled and said, "Hehe, auntie, so many people in our village raise ducks, and we've figured out a way to protect the duck eggs. As for what that method is, I can't say for sure."
Song Anxin nodded, indeed, wisdom comes from the working masses.
Song Anxin arranged a delivery time with the people from the western village for tomorrow, and then saw them off from the side courtyard entrance.
Song Anxin's family opened a side door in the back of the workshop courtyard so that delivery personnel and workers could use the side door to go into the workshop.
After the villagers from the west left, Lin Fengnian went to the fields to plow the land, now preparing for the winter wheat planting. She hadn't seen Lin Fengshou and Song Anbang when they returned, and didn't know where they were. She didn't worry too much; after all, they were adults and wouldn't get lost as long as they were in Linjia Village.
Song Anxin and Zhang Mei were talking in the backyard, discussing their daily work arrangements and the possibility of a pay increase.
"Meizi, we might not have enough people at the salted duck egg workshop. We need to hire two more. Aunt Zhao is a good person. Can you see if there are any other women or young girls in the village who are reliable? And us..."
Song Anxin realized halfway through her speech that Zhang Mei wasn't listening and seemed lost in thought.
"Meizi, what's wrong? You seem restless."
Zhang Mei then came to her senses and said, "Oh, Mom, I'm fine. What did you just say?"
Song Anxin felt something was wrong. Zhang Mei would never be like this normally, as if she wanted to remember everything she said.
She said, "Meizi, are you tired from working at home? If you are, just say so. Your mother is here, as are your husband and the harvest. We are a family."
Zhang Meilian said, "No, no, Mother, I stay at home every day, how could I be tired? I was just distracted and didn't hear you."
Her mother-in-law was right. She had a mother-in-law who treated her better than her own daughter, a loving husband, and several wonderful brothers-in-law. She had family here, so she had nothing to be afraid of. She could just stay home and not go out so Lin Gangzi couldn't find her.
Today was just an accident.
After comforting herself, Zhang Mei took Song Anxin's arm and said, "Mom, I'm really fine. What did you say about Aunt Zhao just now?"
Seeing that she seemed to be in good spirits and not tired, Song Anxin could only nod and say:
"It's good that you're not tired. Remember to tell your mother if anything happens."
When Fengnian comes back, she will have a good talk with him and tell him not to worry about the land all day long, but to pay more attention to his wife.
Zhang Mei nodded obediently, but said nothing, not wanting her mother and Feng Nian to worry.
Song Anxin and Zhang Mei went to Workshop No. 5 to announce the changes to the work schedule to Sister-in-law Lin and the others. Upon hearing that they would have to work every day and that their wages would increase to thirty copper coins a day, everyone was overjoyed.
Finally, she discussed with Sister-in-law Lin and Zhang Mei about inviting two more people, deciding on Aunt Zhao as one of them. When it came to the second person, Sister-in-law Lin suggested:
"Why don't we invite Da Hong, the eldest daughter of the San Gen family? Da Hong is of marriageable age. However, because she looks a bit masculine, no one has come to propose marriage. Even if there are two suitors, either their wives have died or the men have some kind of problem. San Gen's wife is extremely anxious."
"If we had this job, the prospective husband's family would definitely be much better off. The main thing is, even though Da Hong isn't particularly pretty, she's incredibly efficient and strong when it comes to work."
Song Anxin thought for a long time before she remembered which family Sangen was. Wasn't it the woman who introduced her daughter to her by the river? In the end, she remembered arguing with the woman who introduced her niece.
The old woman looked quite fierce. She glanced at the girl from afar; her frame was more robust than other girls, and she looked like her mother, though she did resemble a boy.
However, she was looking for someone to do manual labor, not a beauty pageant. She just wanted someone quick and hardworking, so she decided to hire these two people, who would start working tomorrow.
After everyone had settled in, Song Anxin took Zhang Mei back to her own courtyard. Just then, Lin Fengshou and the others returned, carrying two sets of pig offal.
"Oh dear! Uncle, why are you washing pig offal with them? How could you do that work!"
Zhang Mei screamed in surprise when she saw it.
Song Anbang didn't care at all: "This is all my sister's business. It's only right that I contribute. There's nothing I can't do."
Song Anxin was lost in thought. Her mind was filled with the image of Song Anbang, looking refined and elegant, squeezing out the pig's excrement. No, she couldn't hold back her smile.
Song Anxin quickly turned around, afraid that she would laugh too loudly.
Lin Fengyao trotted up to her, blinked his big eyes, and asked, "Mom, why are your shoulders shaking?"
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