Qiao Xin has always been aware of her shortcomings. As a person with a strong foundation under the red flag, she always has her own bottom line, which is that she will never extend her hand to the weak.
She simply couldn't treat these lower-class people as ants.
Every time I discussed things with them, I couldn't help but put them on an equal footing in my heart, and the same was true for the villagers of Laohu Town and the fishermen of Wangjia Village.
But this set of theories is too advanced for people of this era and is not what they want.
If it was Wang Caiwei's own choice, they would rather the Qiao family fully accept the Wang family's surrender and bring them under their wings.
It's nice to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade!
Instead of relying solely on a piece of paper to maintain the relationship between the two parties as it is now, it seems equal, but in fact it is too fragile.
Legal contracts can only be binding when the superiors are willing to follow them, otherwise they are just a piece of waste paper.
Obviously, in most cases, the powerful and wealthy feel that they are not subject to the constraints of the law. They want to do whatever they want, and tearing up a contract is just a matter of words.
If that day really comes, the Wang family will have no place to seek justice.
Qiao Xin's approach seems to be the fairest, but it also keeps the Qiao family out of the matter. Such a cooperative relationship is far more fragile than the network of relationships established by in-laws, teachers and students.
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Village Chief Wang and his companions were sitting at the dining table, but they were hesitant to reach out. This was specially prepared for them by the Qiao family.
They carried the fish into the kitchen and originally planned to find a place under the wall outside the mansion to wait for the Qiao family master to summon them. Unexpectedly, the steward who brought them in took them to the accounting office on the spot to settle the fish money.
Give them all according to the market price without losing a penny.
There was no price-cutting, no deductions, and no cold words. He even gave me an extra fifty cents, saying it was a fee for running errands.
For the first time, Village Chief Wang felt like he was living like a human being.
Steward Yu put away the account book and came over to say, "Village Chief Wang, right? From now on, the mansion will just send a basket of fish and shrimp every other day. Contact Madam Yu in the kitchen directly. Come through the back door and have someone report it. Don't leave in a hurry. Go to the kitchen to eat something first, so as not to be rude when you meet the noble."
"No, I won't let the government spend money. I'll just wait."
"Go if you are asked to. The old lady has told you to go. If you don't eat, she will think we are not doing our job well when she asks about it in the future."
Wang Shulin took a few of his juniors and went to the kitchen in a daze.
When the people came to their senses, they were already sitting at a table. In the blink of an eye, white flour buns and meat rolls were placed in front of them.
Noodles were still cooking in a clay pot not far away, and a large barrel next to it was filled with half a bucket of hot porridge. The aroma of food was everywhere.
People came in one after another, sat at the tables around, ate their meals, and then walked out.
The waiter who brought them to eat saw this group of people looking around for a long time without moving their chopsticks. He couldn't help but urge them, "Don't just stand there, hurry up, there's hot soup noodles over there, I'll take you there. Just bring whatever you want to eat."
I don't know what you like to eat, so I'll take the initiative to get you some steamed buns and cakes. If you're not full, we'll add more. Remember, don't waste food, or you'll be severely punished. If you waste food three times in a row, you'll be kicked out of the mansion."
After a while, with the help of the servant, Village Chief Wang brought everyone bowls of hot noodles.
Wang Shulin swallowed, looked around, and saw that no one was pointing fingers at them. Then he stood up and distributed the buns on the plate to everyone one by one.
"Come, have a taste. This is made of the finest white flour, it is very precious. Eat quickly, don't let the noble man down. Only after eating well can we have the strength to serve the noble man well."
Three or four men from Wangjia Village sat at the table with their bowls in hand. They looked even more restrained as they looked at the noodles they had never eaten before.
The boy pretended not to notice their discomfort, and took the lead in putting a chopstick of noodles into his own mouth, and then urged: "Eat it while it's hot. If it's not enough, you can add more."
"Ai Ai, thank you, Steward!"
"Thank you, Steward!"
The noodles were really delicious. Village Chief Wang sighed as he ate them. He thought that even the servants of the Qiao family could eat such good food. No wonder Steward Huo said that the Qiao family hired them to work, and they were very lucky.
Each person was given a face-plate-sized bowl filled with white noodles.
Qiao's noodles are made of sorghum noodles, buckwheat noodles, and a large portion of white flour mixed in to satisfy the taste.
Dissolve salt in warm water and knead the dough to make it very chewy.
The hot soup is pork bone soup.
Pork is cheap nowadays. Every day when the Qiao family buys meat, they will buy half of it and give it away. They will prepare an extra 10 to 20 kilograms of pork bones to make a few pots of soup. When they are busy, everyone from the master to the servants will use the soup to cook noodles, or eat steamed buns and pancakes. In daily life, they use pork bone soup to cook dishes. It is fresh, fragrant, and tastes great, saving ingredients, and not wasting anything.
Especially during this period, the Qiao family had a lot of work to do but not enough manpower. One person had to do the work of two people, and everyone got hungry faster. Qiao Xin would let people go to the kitchen to drink a bowl of bone soup with a meaty aroma when they were hungry, which could relieve most of the day's fatigue.
Village chief Wang and his companions were eating noodles cooked with bone broth, and each of them was given a spoonful of pork sauce, crushed peanuts, chili oil, minced garlic and chopped green onions, fresh green vegetables, as well as braised meat, pork lungs, pork liver, and pork heart that the kitchen had cut specially for this group of people. There were at least five pieces in each person's bowl.
Some of the guys had big appetites but were shy. They were too embarrassed to have a second bowl of noodles, so they took out dry and hard coarse grain cakes from their arms and, while the boy was away, broke the cakes into small pieces and threw them into the noodle soup to soften them.
They were told to ask them to get more if they didn't have enough, but how could they have the nerve to ask someone to cook extra noodles for them? These noodles were already good enough.
There were also a few very discerning young men who wanted to give the pork offal in their bowls to Wang Shulin. They were truly grateful to the village chief.
"It would be bad if others saw you doing that. It's like you don't have enough to eat. I don't like this. Just one piece is enough for me."
"You are such a troublesome guy. It doesn't matter whether you eat or not. Just eat happily. Why are you showing off?" Wang Shulin put down the bowl happily and took another bite of the cake.
In the back kitchen, Mrs. Yu and the chef were cleaning up the fish sent from Wangjia Village.
There was a basket of newly grown green shrimps, another basket of knife fish, and even two old turtles.
Oh, these are all good stuff. The knife fish is delicious and hard to catch, and the old turtle is a nutritious food that is hard to come by. This group of people really put in a lot of effort.
The best season for catching knife fish is from February to March. It is almost the beginning of May now, which shows how difficult it is for the fishermen in Wangjia Village to catch this thing.
This is also the reason why Qiao Xin asked the accountant to give them a little more money.
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