"Qingliu, you should take care of the expansion of the workshop."
She said as she looked at the account book.
"Yes, sir." Qingliu replied.
"Also, Bai Zhangling, I've noticed that Xianyang's tax revenue has increased significantly in the past few months. Apart from the big-name workshops, other taxes seem to have increased quite a bit as well."
She glanced at Bai Fang and asked, even if the workshop's tax revenue increased, why did the other taxes increase so much?
"Your Excellency, during the few months you were away, the number of shops in Xianyang increased by 70%. Many merchants from other counties rushed to Xianyang to open shops, and the tax revenue naturally increased accordingly."
Bai Ping has been looking quite good in the past few months.
Although it is a bit more tiring than before, the tax revenue has increased several times, and the new account records are also very clear.
Finally, I no longer have to cry poor every day and keep a mess of accounts like before.
"So that's how it is. Well, I've seen a lot more than before."
The increase in shops is visible to the naked eye, and it turns out that it has also affected tax revenue.
Zhao Jun nodded and finished reading all the account books in his hand.
"Thank you all for your hard work and great work these past few months. I know that even without me, everyone will be well organized. Thank you very much."
She stood up and thanked him solemnly.
Several officers in charge declined, saying they dared not to do it.
"Okay, everyone's busy. We still have to go to the workshop, so we won't stay."
They passed the inspection smoothly and were praised. Several officers smiled and saw them out.
Soon, the two arrived at the papermaking workshop in a carriage.
As soon as he got off the car, Zhao Jun felt that the atmosphere here was not right.
There were many horse-drawn carriages of merchants coming to purchase goods parked at the door.
The workshop was bustling with activity, but everyone looked exhausted.
She winked at Qingliu, and the two of them quietly entered the house without disturbing anyone.
Several rooms in the workshop were full of people, and there was a lot of waste waiting to be cleaned up piled up in the yard, which had not been removed.
She quietly hid outside the window and saw several strong men inside with their eyes closed, but their hands did not stop moving.
She frowned and began to understand what was going on.
Qingliu was also very anxious. Why did everyone look so bad after not seeing them for a few months?
Zhao Jun deliberately walked to the women's workshop.
The work in this room should be easy, but many of the sisters were dozing off and had dark circles under their eyes.
The two older sisters who were barely awake were talking in low voices, their voices no longer as loud as before.
"Sister Liu, we really can't do this anymore. We've been getting off work later and later these past two months, and the workload has been getting heavier. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a month. We can't go on like this."
"Who says it isn't? This is way more work than when I started, and the pay hasn't increased. We're clearly shorthanded. If this keeps going on, I really can't do it anymore."
"What on earth is this acting workshop owner thinking? I think he's deliberately trying to oppress us."
The conversation between several older sisters confirmed Zhao Jun's guess.
She frowned and looked very angry.
But I can't blame them. I was out for too long and didn't notice it.
She lowered her head and thought, then retreated into the yard.
Qingliu also understood, and she felt both guilty and anxious.
"I didn't expect the workers to work so hard these past few months. It's my fault for not anticipating this."
"Okay, it's not just you. I didn't expect this either. I went to the factory agent to see if he would be flexible at all."
Zhao Jun cannot stay in Xianyang forever, and Qingliu cannot manage the workshop forever.
The factory owner we are acting for is not a good person and won’t make any adjustments.
Even though the situation was so urgent, it was not reported to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Zhao Jun had already silently crossed out this person in his heart.
"Okay, I'll take the adults there."
Qingliu had an office room in the workshop, and after he left, he asked the agent to work here.
Zhao Jun pulled Qingliu to stand by the window, intending to eavesdrop on what this person was saying.
There was more than one person in the room.
Two men are talking.
She looked back at Qingliu and asked who was the acting factory owner.
Qingliu pointed at the young man in his twenties and nodded.
He had helped out when the workshop had problems before, and he could read. There were not many people who could read in the workshop, and the handover was rushed at the time, so she appointed him as the acting factory owner.
"Factory owner, the people in the pounding team are really exhausted. They have the heaviest workload in the workshop. They've been working day and night for several days now, and they really can't take it anymore."
The person who spoke was another man, who looked to be in his forties.
"Zhang Gui, what else can I do? If the higher-ups don't agree to hire anyone, then you guys are the only ones left to do it. Do you know how much money the workshop makes every month? We can't stop for even a day."
"Owner, if that's the case, we hammerers can't do this any more. It could be fatal."
"No, if you leave, where will I find anyone? I tell you, even if you die, you must die in the workshop."
The man spoke in a very cruel tone, and kept pointing his hand at the head of the uncle opposite him, looking very arrogant.
The two of them watched his movements clearly from the window.
Qingliu's face turned pale.
"He wasn't like this before, why is he like this now?"
Qingliu couldn't believe it, because this man looked like a polite scholar before.
Zhao Jun shook his head.
"Power and desire will change a person. You must remember this."
Zhao Jun had already anticipated such a situation.
"Yang Shu, I'm telling you, don't think you're great just because you're an acting factory owner. This workshop isn't yours. I'm going to the Nei Shi Mansion and seek justice from Miss Qing Liu."
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