Jiang Ling shook her head and continued to Lightning Girl, "This time is different from before. You not only need to record who delivered the raw materials, but also who took how many raw materials!"
Lightning Girl looked at Jiang Ling with some confusion, not understanding the meaning of Jiang Ling's words.
Jiang Ling patiently explained to Lightning Girl, who suddenly understood. She excitedly said to Jiang Ling, "Then... do I understand? It means I'm in charge of this place!"
Jiang Ling smiled and nodded, saying to Lightning Girl, "Yes, I'll be entrusting the handling of goods to you from now on, Lightning Girl!"
Lightning Girl smiled and thanked Jiang Ling repeatedly.
Jiang Ling patted Lightning Girl on the shoulder and said, "Lightning Girl, keep up the good work, there will be a bonus at the end of the year."
As she spoke, Jiang Ling took out some copper coins and placed them in front of Lightning Girl, saying, "I expect a lot of people will be coming to deliver flowers these days. If you don't have enough money, come and find me!"
Lightning Girl nodded gratefully, carefully counted and recorded the copper coins, and placed them in the small box prepared by Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling hurried towards the village chief's house. A group of people had also arrived at the village chief's house; they were all people who wanted to learn how to make bamboo cups from the village chief.
The village chief said to everyone with a serious expression, "Just now, Jiang made it very clear that anyone who cuts corners or uses the wrong dimensions will have wasted their time. If you have any of those underhanded ideas, you should put them away."
"If I catch you, don't expect me to plead for you!"
The village chief's words were very serious, immediately dissuading those who were trying to take advantage of the situation.
The village chief nodded in satisfaction and pointed to the bamboo groves on the back mountain, saying, "Alright, you can go cut bamboo on the back mountain first!"
Upon hearing this, everyone scattered and ran towards the back mountain with their bamboo-cutting tools.
After the crowd dispersed, Jiang Ling walked up to the village chief and said, "This is the advance payment. I will give you the rest of the money after the bamboo tubes are finished!"
"No need, no need, we can settle the bill together later!" The village chief waved his hand in refusal.
Jiang Ling insisted on placing the silver in the village chief's pocket, saying, "Village chief, this isn't just the two of us doing business; it's us doing business with other people. Without silver, they'll have concerns. Why don't you give them a deposit first? That way, they'll feel more at ease working!"
The village chief agreed with Jiang Ling's reasoning and accepted the silver.
With everything settled, Jiang Ling felt relieved. She knew she would know the daily production volume the next day.
Jiang Ling planned to use peppermint shampoo as a base, and she had also carefully inquired about the price of soap beans and the number of times they could be used.
Ultimately, Jiang Ling planned to price the mint shampoo at 800 copper coins per bottle. Later, Jiang Ling also planned to add some floral scents, such as rose and jasmine, which she planned to sell for one tael of silver per bottle.
Just then, Jiang Yaojie suddenly walked in with a bamboo tube in his hand. He looked at the bamboo tube carefully and said to Jiang Ling, "Mom, this shampoo is unique to our family, but this bamboo tube is easy to imitate."
If someone gets jealous of our business and tries to smear us, it will be too easy. I've been thinking of a way to improve things by looking at this bottle. Do you think adding some elements to this bamboo tube would be better?
Jiang Yaojie's words immediately reminded Jiang Ling that there was no such thing as intellectual property rights or patent applications in ancient times. She also knew that her family's business would inevitably attract jealousy after it became successful.
Jiang Yaojie is right. He needs to do some "anti-counterfeiting" things so that even if someone imitates him later, he can provide evidence.
However, carving patterns on bamboo is probably only something the village chief knows how to do. Now that he's in a hurry to sell the goods, adding patterns to the pillars would only increase production costs and the scrap rate.
Just as Jiang Ling was deep in thought, Jiang Yaojie suddenly said to her, "Mother, what do you think of writing 'Made by Jiang' on the bottom of the bamboo cup with a brush?"
These words immediately reminded Jiang Ling that writing on the bottom of the bamboo cup with a brush would take up a lot of time. It would be better to go to the county tomorrow to find a beneficiary and carve the four characters "Jiang Family First Grade" on wood.
You can just dip your brush in ink and print it on.
"Yaojie, go to the county tomorrow and find a beneficiary to have a seal made. Just have the words 'Jiang Family First Grade' engraved on it!" Jiang Ling said.
The next morning, Jiang Yaojie drove the horse-drawn carriage toward Pingxi County, and the thirty workers began to get busy with their assigned tasks.
The village chief appeared before Jiang Ling and asked, "How's the nursing home plan going?"
Jiang Ling nodded, pointed in the direction of the nursing home, and led the village chief there.
Just then, Lu Yongnan impatiently placed a mixed grain noodle and a mixed grain porridge in front of the elderly.
Upon seeing Jiang Ling and the village chief appear, he gave a somewhat flustered smile and asked them, "You... why are you here?"
The village chief glared at Lu Yongnan, snorted, and said, "What? Are we not allowed to come here?"
Lu Yongnan didn't understand why the village chief was so angry, so he quickly smiled apologetically and said, "No, no, how could I dare to do that!"
The village chief's gaze fell on the multigrain steamed buns and multigrain porridge, and he scolded unhappily, "This is what you feed the old ladies first thing in the morning? You must have no conscience!"
Lu Yongnan seemed to have anticipated the village chief's words. He calmly explained, "Eating whole grains is good for your health. The grandmothers ate a bit too much oily food last night, so we're having something lighter this morning!"
"Lu Yongnan, you beast! How can you lie like this with your eyes wide open? You can't even eat this coarse grain bun?" If it weren't for the importance of food, the village chief would have definitely thrown the rock-hard coarse grain bun right in Lu Yongnan's face.
Lu Yongnan remained calm. He glanced at the elderly women sitting at the table and said to the village chief, "But...but village chief, you've only given us this much grain! As the saying goes, even a clever cook can't make a meal without rice. If you don't give me anything, how am I supposed to cook something delicious for the elderly women!"
"You...you...you're talking nonsense! When did I only give you coarse grains? All that white rice, white flour, and pork belly went into the dog's belly!" the village chief shouted angrily.
"Village chief, I'm so wronged! When did you give me these things? You can't just accuse me for no reason!" Lu Yongnan wasn't angry when he heard the village chief's angry rebuke; he just looked at the village chief with a pitiful expression.
Jiang Ling, standing behind, glared at Lu Yongnan disdainfully and said, "Lu Yongnan, do you dare let me go to your house?"
Lu Yongnan had anticipated this turn of events. Since the rice and flour weren't marked anyway, he frowned and looked as if he had been greatly wronged, saying, "Sure, but the whole village has to come and see! Let them see how you two framed me!"
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