Qingshan said, "Xiu girl, tell me, what can your uncle do?"
The child asked them to come, but he was here to visit, and I'm afraid he has something important to say.
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "We want to open an oil press workshop. First we have to prepare the workshop, and we also have to make the oil press troughs, woks and other utensils quickly.
And the most important thing is our confidentiality. In order to keep the technology confidential, we made the oil press trough, wood feed and ram rod by ourselves. We need help from others. ”
At this point, she smiled and said, "Before we talk about these, we have to talk about the profit sharing first."
"Let's start. There are a lot of things to be done. Everything needs money to pave the way. I'll take this money. Count me as a share. Also, I provided the oil pressing technology, so I also count as a share. In other words, if there is money, I will get 20% of the profit, because I need to support the private school. Do you uncles and brothers have any objections?"
"No, Xiu girl, this is what you deserve. Don't just say 20%, you should get 50%."
"That's right, Jinxiu, isn't 20% a bit too little?"
Song Jinxiu waved her hand and continued, "I want 20%, and the rest will be decided after the village head and the old clan leaders discuss it."
She looked at Qingshan and said, "To open an oil mill, we must first select a factory manager to be in charge of this matter. I think you, uncle, can do it. Are you willing?"
Song Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then asked with certainty, "Are you saying that I am in charge of the oil pressing business?"
Director, is this what you mean?
Song Jinxiu nodded. This is our village's enterprise, and I feel at ease handing it over to others.
"Uncle, you take the lead, and these uncles and brothers, share the burden, each of you responsible for one task, and thank you for your hard work for the elders and villagers of our village."
Song Mangu, the youngest son of the Fifth Master, said, "My uncle blushed at what the girl said. This is our business. We used to suffer from lack of connections, but now we have your art. As long as we can make money, it doesn't matter if we suffer a little."
The old patriarch sat aside and watched the little girl. He spoke in a few words and selected the factory director, the chief financial officer, and some kind of purchasing manager and sales manager. It was said that in the future there would be a workshop supervisor and some workshop supervisors.
Anyway, the task was assigned with just a few words.
Seeing several masters busying about with their work, the little girl carried her child on her back, humming a little tune and telling the maid to clear away the tea.
He asked desperately: "Girl, do you care?"
Song Jinxiu asked in confusion: "What do you care about?"
Then she suddenly realized, "Oh, this has nothing to do with me? Don't worry, Grandpa, with Uncle Qingshan here, the oil press will definitely make money, you just wait to count the money."
At this point, she slapped her head and said, "Oops, I forgot something."
With that she ran out.
The old patriarch asked from behind: "What's the matter?"
Song Jinxiu said: "I forgot to give the financial director money."
The old patriarch was a bit depressed. He thought that he had to lead the kid no matter what. He could just do the work or give him instructions. What a great opportunity to show off!
She is so good. Once the task is assigned, she has nothing to do!
Songjia Village is going to build houses. The house builder happily led his original team over, and the carpenter also took on a job making desks and stools for the Songjia Village private school.
Song Jinfang's shampoo business was getting better and better. Her family members were busy taking care of her, so the little girl used her own money to hire a person who was specifically responsible for making soapnut water.
Song Jinxiu sent Liu Ping and his wife to her. Liu Ping and his wife were in their thirties and brought only their lame old mother. They were the first group of people Song Jinxiu bought.
After observing these things, Song Jinxiu felt that the couple was not wrong and was also filial.
After all, my sister is still young, and Zhang's mother used to help her. Now that the business has been established, Zhang's mother is responsible for marketing and also takes care of the family.
There was only one old woman around her, and the rest were maids.
With Liu Ping and his wife, no matter what happens to the child, these two people can help with everything.
My brother’s wine also officially had a name, Three Heroes Wine.
The propaganda slogan is: Loyalty and righteousness, heroic spirit, three drinking knights, soaring to 90,000 miles.
Song Jinxiu: ...
It seems that every young man has a dream of being a knight, and my brother is no exception.
땤Mother, I'm pregnant.
Because the time was short, Tian Xinghua didn't feel anything, but Song Jinxiu felt strange because of Zhang's mother's nervousness towards her.
Afterwards, she thought of something and quickly focused her energy on her eyes. She took a look and found that there was indeed an embryo implanted in her mother's uterus.
So, this mother did nothing. A maid and a servant were also assigned to serve her.
Three days later, the head of the village invited an old scholar, Liu Haizhang, who was a teacher at Kunshan Academy. Later, he fell ill and resigned and left home. Now he is well and ready to return to the academy.
Song Qingguo, the daughter of the village head, happened to know the old man's daughter-in-law, and knew that her father and husband had been busy looking for a teacher for the private school in her natal village these two days. He hurried over with gifts.
The place they originally wanted was Kunshan Academy, which was obtained after much persuasion by Song Qingguo and his wife.
The old gentleman walked into Songjia Village and looked at the brand new classrooms, brand new books, and the children who were all wearing new clothes because of the importance of the school. The curious and eager eyes of the children made the slightest rejection in his heart disappear immediately.
Of course, the little girl named Song Jinxiu also gave a lower salary.
Song Jinxiu took a look and saw that there was only one gentleman. Is this okay?
Mr. Liu teaches linguistics, that is, the Four Books and Five Classics.
In ancient times, did people pay attention to the six arts of a gentleman, or the four minor subjects?
Song Jinxiu has always advocated that if you do something, you should try your best to do it the best.
Considering the current conditions, music and imperial chariot driving are still acceptable for the time being, but etiquette, archery, calligraphy and mathematics cannot be omitted.
Song Jinxiu's understanding of etiquette is etiquette norms and social interactions. The old clan leader and the head of the village can both play the role of teachers.
Shoot, it’s just physical education, she can do it on her own, who hasn’t taken physical education classes?
As for mathematics, do you want to teach the class yourself?
Okay, let's use the abacus. Arabic numerals can only be taught by one's family.
Thus, the Song family private school had two outside teachers.
The private school officially started classes and Song Qiu Sheng officially enrolled.
Under the order of Jinxiu, Song Jinfang reluctantly handed over the shampoo business to Liu Ping's wife Liu Sao and Bitao. I sat in the classroom with several girls from the village.
The children were in class, the men were busy building the oil pressing workshop, the women were busy picking the beans they bought, and some were busy sewing palm bark to make bean cakes.
My brother's winery has officially opened for business, and it is said that it has long-term customers in three counties. A few days ago, he gave Song Jinxiu one hundred taels of silver and asked her to pay the tuition for the private school teacher.
Song Jinxiu said she had some more, so her brother forced it into her hands.
Xiao Jinfang also gave her one hundred taels. She knew the little girl's business, and if she was given this hundred taels, she would probably have enough working capital.
Song Jinxiu said yes, and the little girl was very happy, saying that she would give as much as her brother gave her in the future.
Song Jinxiu put it away with a smile, and made a note of it in the account book when she returned to the space.
In the past, all the household expenses were hers. She had money and hardly kept accounts, but now it is different. My brother and sister both have their own businesses. This account has to be settled.
Brothers should settle accounts clearly and keep the accounts clear so that they can get along well for a long time.
The whole Songjia Village was a scene of prosperity, the local officials were busy as hell, and the old patriarch was grinning from ear to ear.
Song Jinxiu hummed a little tune, inspected the school, looked around the oil press workshop, and went to her brother's wine shop to ask for a jar of alcohol.
Nowadays, alcohol has become my brother's side business, and his main product is San Xiake wine.
Her brother gave her a jar of Three Heroes wine, and she asked Mrs. Liu for two pottery pots of ginseng essence shampoo.
She is going to give a gift.
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