Zhao Langzhong had just finished lunch and was reading a medical book when he suddenly saw Ye Caiping walk in.
He raised his eyelids slightly: "Oh, Mr. Ye is here. Are you feeling unwell?"
Dr. Zhao is over fifty years old, and Zhao Fan is his youngest son.
Zhao Lang was somewhat unhappy because the workshop had tried to select people twice but failed to choose Zhao Fan.
"I'm not here for medical treatment." Ye Caiping sat down gracefully. "The workshop is looking to hire someone who is literate and knows how to write and keep accounts. I remember that Fan Xiaozi went to school for a few years before."
Zhao Langzhong immediately perked up: "Yes, yes, he started his studies at the age of six and went to school for seven or eight years. His handwriting is very beautiful. It's a pity that he doesn't understand any classics, so he didn't take the imperial examinations."
“I didn’t expect him to follow that path. I thought he would learn more characters so that he could continue my legacy, but… alas, he can’t get a pulse right every time he takes a pulse. He can’t make a living in this line of work.”
"I wanted to work as an accountant outside, but I couldn't find any jobs like that. I could only stay at home and help out with farm work."
"Now... Caiping, you mean your workshop wants him?"
Ye Caiping smiled and said, "That's right. I'll manage the warehouse, handling incoming and outgoing goods, material requisition, and so on."
Dr. Zhao said, "I remember, it seems that your maid was in charge of the incoming and outgoing goods."
"Yes. But they are only temporarily in charge. We decided before the new year to find a female teacher for them to learn some principles. The reason for letting them take charge is firstly because we haven't found a suitable teacher yet, and secondly because we want to train them."
“When the workshop was selecting people, I learned from my father that your son was educated, so I deliberately kept him. I was thinking that once the two girls found a teacher, I would let Fan take over.”
Upon hearing this, Dr. Zhao immediately beamed with joy.
It turns out it wasn't that we weren't choosing their family, but rather that we were saving the best for them.
Thinking it over, Dr. Zhao immediately called inside, "Old woman, bring out the new tea we bought a few days ago."
The doctor's wife, who was mending clothes inside the house, rushed out.
Not only was tea brewed, but a plate of cloud cake was also served.
Ye Caiping took a sip of tea before speaking:
"When he comes back, have him come to the workshop this afternoon. Jin'er and I will look after him. His wages are forty coins a day."
In this era, fewer people were literate, so wages were higher than those for manual labor.
The Zhao family, including the doctor, were even happier, as they earned ten copper coins more than everyone else in the workshop. That would amount to one or two taels of silver per month.
The accountant in Dashu Town also earns about the same wage.
Dr. Zhao was very satisfied. Before Ye Caiping left, he even grabbed a large bag of wild chrysanthemums for her to take home and make tea.
After lunch break, the workshop resumes operations.
Ye Caiping brought Jin'er and Huan'er to the workshop, where they saw Zhao Fan standing at the door. As soon as he saw them, he came to greet them.
"Sister Caiping." Zhao Fan smiled shyly.
Although he was the same age as Ye Yong, Zhao Langzhong was of the same generation as Old Man Ye, so he called Ye Caiping "Sister".
"come over."
As the group entered the workshop, Ye Jin'er and Ye Huan'er handed over their work to Zhao Fan.
The job isn't complicated. When materials arrive, you count and record them; when employees collect their items, you also need to record how many semi-finished or finished products are put into the warehouse. Finally, you ship the goods out.
Under the guidance of the Ye Jin'er sisters, Zhao Fan became familiar with the work process in half a day.
As she was about to finish work, Ye Caiping said, "Every day after work, you hand over the account book to my family."
Zhao Fan asked, "Who should we give it to?"
Ye Caiping thought for a moment: "If I'm home, just give it to me directly. If I'm not home, give it to Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan knows her, right?"
“I recognize her, that’s your niece, Sister Caiping.”
Ye Caiping smiled with satisfaction.
Work-related matters should be handled by designated personnel. If family members are handed over to anyone, there's a risk that the ledgers might get lost, and someone might claim they gave it to someone else while another person claims ignorance, which would cause problems.
When Ye Caiping got home, she saw Xiao Yan and Grandma Ye sitting in the corridor picking vegetables.
"Xiao Yan, starting tomorrow, you need to be home when the workshop closes in the evening. A young man will bring the account books over every day. Take them and put them in my study."
"good."
"Also, tomorrow morning, you will come with us to the county to buy some things."
During dinner that evening, Ye Caiping asked Ye Xuan, "How did your classes go?"
Mr. and Mrs. Ye, along with Old Man Ye and others, were all looking at him.
Ye Xuan's eyes lit up: "There are some things I don't quite understand, but he's very capable."
Ye Caiping's lips twitched. Was this a typical case of something that seemed impressive but was actually quite mysterious?
Old Man Ye said, "This... isn't the teacher we found a bit too skilled? Will it be too much for someone like Xuan'er who's only just started learning?"
Ye Xuan said, "The teacher said to give me a different lesson plan tomorrow."
Ye Xuan recalled that morning in class when Shen Zhiyan was teaching him, and he was completely confused about this and that.
Shen Zhiyan's disdainful look... made it seem as if she were the worst student he had ever taught.
Later, Shen Zhiyan changed his way of putting it, and he finally understood.
Ye Caiping said, "No rush, he's testing your basics."
Ye Xuan nodded: "Also, the teacher... has a lot of books. His study alone is half the size of my aunt's yard, and it's three stories high."
Ye Daquan exclaimed in surprise, "Little sister's living quarters alone are six-tenths of an acre, and his study alone is three-tenths of an acre? So many books, how much money must they cost? They must be at least a hundred taels of silver."
Ye Xuan fell silent. These books were all works by great authors, some of which were rare and priceless copies.
Ye Caiping smiled and ate her meal silently.
The resources and heritage of such a large family are truly extraordinary.
She really struck gold, allowing Ye Xuan, a poor student from a remote area, to enjoy top-tier educational resources.
...
The next day, Ye Caiping, the Jin'er sisters, Ye Xuan, Jin Hua, Yin Hua, and Xiao Yan went out together in an oxcart.
Ye Caiping is buying outfits for Ye Jin'er and the other girls.
"Jin Hua and Xiao Yan, are you really not going to class?" Ye Caiping asked again from the oxcart.
Jin Hua shook her head: "I've already gotten the hang of things at the cloth shop. Playing the piano or painting... are useless to me. As for interpersonal skills, I've been learning from Manager Yao, she's been teaching me all along."
Xiao Yan nodded in agreement.
Ye Caiping thought that Manager Yao was a smooth and worldly person, and it wouldn't be bad for Jinhua to follow her. So she had no choice but to let her have her way.
Yinhua asked, "Auntie, are we going to buy clothes? Are we going to buy them from my eldest sister?"
Ye Caiping was a little embarrassed, and she thought of buying it in the county.
Jin Hua, being perceptive, smiled and said, "Our Jixiang Fabric Shop doesn't have many ready-made garments; most are custom-made by taking measurements at your door. We mainly cater to ordinary people, so we don't have a complete selection of fabrics."
“Since you’ll be taking classes with Miss Shen, the fabrics will naturally be better. I think you should buy them in the county. The styles there are more up-to-date.”
Ye Caiping couldn't help but smile as she listened to Jin Hua's words.
The girl who used to be so stubborn and easily startled now speaks with great restraint.
He couldn't help but say, "There really are more golden flowers now. Manager Yao knows how to take care of people."
Jin Hua's eyelashes drooped slightly: "Mm."
Her little face turned away, bathed in the glow of the rising sun, turning a rosy hue.
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