Chapter 302 This is not the price I offer
When Sang Zhixia arrived at the place, the faces of all the people who were picked up by Lin Yun regardless of age were filled with unspeakable tension.
Those who are honest and upright are most afraid of getting into trouble. They dare not ask for huge wealth and fame, but only hope to live a life without any merit or guilt.
I was brought here unexpectedly. I am unfamiliar with the place and don't know what exactly happened.
Each one looked more panicked than the other, wishing they could just tuck their heads under their belts, or dig a hole in the ground to hide.
Seeing a young woman being surrounded by people in the middle of the night, those who were standing there with their hands and feet tied suddenly became even more panicked, and some of them wanted to kneel on the ground as their hands and feet went weak.
Sang Zhixia gestured to Lin Yun to arrest the man and not kowtow. She walked up to him and said apologetically, "Normally, on our first meeting, we should have been more polite. Unfortunately, things were so urgent that I couldn't afford to be so polite."
"I took the liberty of inviting you all here today. If there is anything inconsiderate, please forgive me. I apologize to you all in advance."
Sang Zhixia spoke politely and beautifully, with a silent gentleness between the lines, which inexplicably calmed the uneasy hearts of these people.
Someone boldly shook his head and said, "No, no, there's no need to apologize. We don't deserve it, it's just..."
The man looked around cautiously and asked anxiously, "Why did you call us here so suddenly?"
Lin Yun didn't go there alone.
More than a dozen tall horses entered the village. The people who got off the horses all looked very tough. They only held a list and said they were looking for someone.
Although people were polite when they came in to invite us and didn't offend us at all, the problem is that the attitude they put on was already very scary!
We are all farmers in the village. How could we have ever seen such a scene?
Sang Zhixia sighed upon hearing this and said helplessly, "It's our fault for giving you such a scare, but we can't be careless when it comes to wages. I feel uneasy even though I invited you all here to discuss this in person."
"Lin Yun."
"Boss."
Sang Zhixia smiled and said, "You've all been exhausted from traveling all this way. Please sit down first, everyone. I'll make two pots of tea and we can sit down and talk."
It’s actually not suitable to drink tea late at night.
But Sang Zhixia acted politely. Although the people who were invited were panicked, they didn't say anything more at this time.
After everyone was seated, Sang Zhixia took the list from Madam Su and handed it to the person sitting at the front, saying, "Take a look. Is there anything here that you've made?"
The man rubbed his hands on the hem of his clothes several times before taking it with both hands, but when he opened the list, his face became more bitter.
"This... It's not that I don't want to read it, but I can't read..."
It's clearly written in black and white.
What caught my eye was a circle of big and small things, and I didn’t recognize any of them.
Sang Zhixia was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "I was careless."
"How about this, I'll read out all the names, and whoever hears what they've done can stand up and say their name, is that okay?"
The man returned the booklet to Sang Zhixia and nodded with a red face: "Okay."
"Whatever you say."
Sang Zhixia waited until he sat back down, rubbing his hands. Then he opened the booklet and asked, "Who made the three hundred models of magpies climbing branches?"
"I……"
The person sitting at the end raised his hand and said, "I did it."
Sang Zhixia raised her eyes and smiled: "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Da."
Sang Zhixia slid her index finger down from the roster and nodded, "Okay, Lin Yun, write it down."
"One hundred and eighty models of peach blossom branches?"
"I did..."
"Mirror Image?"
"It's me."
…
Sang Zhixia kept reading out loud the list, and different people recognized the styles of the molds and the number of boxes on the list. In the end, only 260 molds and 90 boxes were left unclaimed.
Sang Zhixia said, "So, the rest of these were made by Craftsman Li?"
No one answered, so Sang Zhixia turned to Lin Yun and asked, "Are you sure everyone that Craftsman Li called in to help is here?"
Lin Yun stood up and said, "Make sure you have found them all."
"It's just that carpentry is a family craft. When these people do it, the whole family, young and old, often work together. But when I was looking for someone, I only hired one person from my family."
There were too many people coming. Firstly, the noise was too loud and attracted attention. Secondly, there were too many people and it was too crowded, so it was difficult to communicate clearly.
It's enough to have someone who can talk and won't make mistakes.
Sang Zhixia closed the booklet and nodded.
At this time, someone finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Did you call us here because there's something wrong with what you made?"
“Are we not satisfied with our performance?”
The person in the corner shrank his neck and said, "If the owner is not satisfied, just tell us and we can change it. As long as... as long as..."
The man grunted for a long time and was about to stop going down. Seeing that they all looked terrified, Sang Zhixia couldn't help but ask curiously, "Did the people I sent do anything to offend them?"
She thought she was very polite, and Lin Yun and the others were definitely not the type to bully others by taking advantage of their power.
They have been so polite all the way until now, what are these people afraid of?
Perhaps because Sang Zhixia didn't look like she was going to harm anyone right away, the first person to lose patience grumbled, "Big Li said the owner of this batch of goods has a bad temper and is very vicious. He can't stand people talking too much, so we dare not say anything."
Sang Zhixia: "..."
"Li Datou also said that if you offend the master, not only will you not be paid, you might even be beaten with a stick."
Now Sang Zhixia was not the only one who remained silent.
Madam Su's expression was complicated and she was angry as she spoke: "You are just talking nonsense!"
"The masters are all good-natured and kind people. How could they be the kind of cruel people he's talking about?!"
"We don't know this either..."
The man with his neck shrunk, wishing he could turn himself into a quail burrowing into the ground, said in a low voice with a pale face, "The order for this batch of goods was received by Li Datou. He delivered the first batch of goods and returned with wounds all over his body. We... I..."
"He said I was the one who beat him up, and you all believed him?"
A flash of understanding flashed in Sang Zhixia's eyes, and she said, "Did you make some of the goods in the first batch he delivered?"
"have."
Sang Zhixia: "He told you how much it costs to make a mold, and how much it costs to make a wooden box?"
Someone who was quick to react came to his senses and tentatively raised his hand and said, "If the carving is over 80 ke, it's five wen. If it's under 80 ke, it's three wen."
The number of carvings a carpenter refers to is how many strokes the carving knife should take to start carving.
Eighty carvings can produce a complex and delicate picture of a magpie climbing a branch.
For such a fine mold, Craftsman Li asked for fifteen cents each, and those that were not so fine were priced at eight cents.
With just a few words, this person made more than half of the difference without any effort.
Not only did he make a profit from the price difference, he also spread rumors that he was a vicious and evil person.
Sang Zhixia took a deep breath and smiled, her fingertips sliding across the list, looking surprised: "Five cents?"
"But that's not the price I offered!"
"What?"
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