Song Shan looked at Yi Ren and shook his head, and frowned. The craftsmanship belonged to Yi Ren, and he represented the big guy to give up [-]% of the profit, which is already very high.No matter how high it is, I'm afraid it doesn't matter what he said.
Moreover, brothers and nephews either live in the fields for a year, or build houses in the wind and sun. In his heart, he also wants the big guy to earn more, so that he can't afford rice or see a doctor.
Just when he was in trouble, Yi Ren said: "Cunzheng, you are my uncle, if you recognize me, you are also the village chief of Songjiazhuang. It is normal to consider big guys."
Song Shan understood that Yiren saw his reluctance to come, but he didn't tell the truth. He even explained for him, and his heart felt warm immediately. He thought about the profit, and talked to Yiren more, maybe it would work. !Thinking of this, Song Shan regained his energy.
"Yiren, if the [-]% profit is not enough."
"Cunzheng, I want [-]%!" Yi Ren interrupted Song Shan.
"[-]% profit?" Song Shan murmured to himself, is there anyone who doesn't even want the profit delivered to your door?
In fact, Yiren is not self-sacrificing, but adhering to the principle of small profits but quick turnover, he wants to make this business last longer.She had thought about it in her mind, manpower, material resources and at least the only skill to go south, the price of building a kang alone and the flue wall is about [-] yuan, if it is connected with building a house, it may be cheaper.
She received [-]% of the profit, and she only paid seven cents for laying the kang alone, and [-]% of the profit was indeed more.However, each craftsman will get much less, and the enthusiasm for the kang work will not be so high, which may affect the quality a lot, and even affect the word-of-mouth of the kang and the wall.For the emergence of a new thing, the initial word of mouth is extremely important, especially in this era without the Internet and mobile phones.
"Uncle Clan." Yi Ren changed his name and said softly: "I hope this craft will be passed on well, so as not to spoil our reputation, and continue to do it for a long time. I also hope that this craft will become the unique skill and uniqueness of our Songjiazhuang!"
"I understand, I will keep their mouths in check. I can pay for them with this profit!"
"That's fine! When the kang in my house is built and there is no problem after trying it, I will make my house a pilot and publicize it!"
Song Shan didn't know what a "pilot" was, so he pondered over it for a while, and probably understood what Yi Ren meant, which probably meant using her family's kang to see if it would work.
After Yi Ren finished the discussion, he went back to Aunt Li's house, preparing to make the ingredients for the moi group in the afternoon.
The old and young men who built the house in Yiren's house over there gathered around the table under the shade, eating with bowls and listening to the village minister talking.
"Did the big guy know how to build that kang and fire wall?" Song Shan asked.
Everyone shook their heads, and then said: "This thing is actually very popular in the north, where it's very cold, and it's only used by dignitaries in the capital!"
Everyone couldn't care less about eating at this time, and they all listened with bowls.
"Today, Yiren taught us this craft, not to mention Kangpin County. I have asked people to inquire about it before. Lingzhou next to us, and even further south from us, do not have this craft!"
"Then this isn't it. You have to invite us to build this kang?" Everyone looked at each other with bright eyes.
Song Shan said again: "Craftsmanship is either passed down to family members or apprentices, but it is not passed down to the same village!"
Because there is a son in the family who is an apprentice in Desheng Restaurant, Song Ting has a great say in this matter. At this time, he took over the conversation and said: "Exactly, my Jin Baona also formally became a teacher. , gave the apprentice ceremony!"
When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads and looked at the bowls in their hands. There was a lot of money for a meal, and occasionally meat, and they also taught them their unique skills.No matter how unstingy a person is, he still feels guilty in his heart at this moment, and he doesn't know how to say this.
"This child, Yiren, was bullied by Song Yi and his wife in the early years. Most of you have never helped me." Although everyone didn't know why the former gentle village official would suddenly mention Song Yi and Chen Moxiang in plain language. It's a bad thing for Yiren, but when the words came out, everyone felt even more guilty.
Now Yiren takes your children to pick mountain products to make money, and teaches you crafts to make money. She is kind-hearted and never cares, but we can't just focus on making money for ourselves, regardless of other people's life or death! "
"Muramasa! Just tell me, what shall we do!"
"Yes, we must listen! Yiren is still pregnant, as uncles and brothers, we should do more work!"
Everyone agreed with what Song Shan said.
Song Shan said again: "After the heated kang in Yiren's house is set up, let's try it. If it works, when autumn comes and the harvest is over, it will be almost winter. No matter how much money we charge for building a kang, we will give Yiren [-]% of the profit."
In this era, there is no Internet, and there is no such thing as advertising and marketing, so whether you are looking for a worker or a contracting team, it depends on word of mouth.Although they are of the same family as Yiren, they are not relatives of the same family.
Even if it is a family like a father and a son, there is still someone like Song Dazhong who spends all day thinking about what benefits he can get from his father!What's more, Yi Ren and them are distant relatives, and they teach them their unique skills, but none of the money they earn falls into Yi Ren's pocket.
If this news got out, their reputation would be ruined, and if they were looked down upon, they might not even be able to get a job.
In addition, Song Shan and his father had been village officials for many years, everyone believed him, and felt that what he said made sense, and they all nodded their heads and said "yes".
Looking at the simple faces in front of him, Song Shan felt a little comfort in his heart, and said loudly: "We can't be skinny and long! Our Song family has lived in this Songjiazhuang for generations, and the surrounding villages, even Lingzhou City, who doesn't know The reputation of our Songjiazhuang is that the village can keep its doors open at night, and the old have something to rely on. Although there are still many young people who can't afford to go to school, everyone knows when my father is alive."
Song Shan talked about his father, and remembered Song Bin's replacement of Song Dazhong. He couldn't help being sad, his voice choked up, and said: "My father's lifelong wish is that I, the son of the Song family, can study! For this matter, I I swear that the village will definitely do it! As long as everyone listens to me, they will work hard and endure hardships!"
Listening to Song Shan's impassioned speech, everyone originally only thought about it, but at this moment, they also became very excited.
"The old village is running around all his life, just to have a teacher in the village. It's a pity, he went early! Otherwise."
"We can do it for sure!"
"That's right! Muramasa is no worse than his father! Our ethnology will definitely be developed!"
Moreover, brothers and nephews either live in the fields for a year, or build houses in the wind and sun. In his heart, he also wants the big guy to earn more, so that he can't afford rice or see a doctor.
Just when he was in trouble, Yi Ren said: "Cunzheng, you are my uncle, if you recognize me, you are also the village chief of Songjiazhuang. It is normal to consider big guys."
Song Shan understood that Yiren saw his reluctance to come, but he didn't tell the truth. He even explained for him, and his heart felt warm immediately. He thought about the profit, and talked to Yiren more, maybe it would work. !Thinking of this, Song Shan regained his energy.
"Yiren, if the [-]% profit is not enough."
"Cunzheng, I want [-]%!" Yi Ren interrupted Song Shan.
"[-]% profit?" Song Shan murmured to himself, is there anyone who doesn't even want the profit delivered to your door?
In fact, Yiren is not self-sacrificing, but adhering to the principle of small profits but quick turnover, he wants to make this business last longer.She had thought about it in her mind, manpower, material resources and at least the only skill to go south, the price of building a kang alone and the flue wall is about [-] yuan, if it is connected with building a house, it may be cheaper.
She received [-]% of the profit, and she only paid seven cents for laying the kang alone, and [-]% of the profit was indeed more.However, each craftsman will get much less, and the enthusiasm for the kang work will not be so high, which may affect the quality a lot, and even affect the word-of-mouth of the kang and the wall.For the emergence of a new thing, the initial word of mouth is extremely important, especially in this era without the Internet and mobile phones.
"Uncle Clan." Yi Ren changed his name and said softly: "I hope this craft will be passed on well, so as not to spoil our reputation, and continue to do it for a long time. I also hope that this craft will become the unique skill and uniqueness of our Songjiazhuang!"
"I understand, I will keep their mouths in check. I can pay for them with this profit!"
"That's fine! When the kang in my house is built and there is no problem after trying it, I will make my house a pilot and publicize it!"
Song Shan didn't know what a "pilot" was, so he pondered over it for a while, and probably understood what Yi Ren meant, which probably meant using her family's kang to see if it would work.
After Yi Ren finished the discussion, he went back to Aunt Li's house, preparing to make the ingredients for the moi group in the afternoon.
The old and young men who built the house in Yiren's house over there gathered around the table under the shade, eating with bowls and listening to the village minister talking.
"Did the big guy know how to build that kang and fire wall?" Song Shan asked.
Everyone shook their heads, and then said: "This thing is actually very popular in the north, where it's very cold, and it's only used by dignitaries in the capital!"
Everyone couldn't care less about eating at this time, and they all listened with bowls.
"Today, Yiren taught us this craft, not to mention Kangpin County. I have asked people to inquire about it before. Lingzhou next to us, and even further south from us, do not have this craft!"
"Then this isn't it. You have to invite us to build this kang?" Everyone looked at each other with bright eyes.
Song Shan said again: "Craftsmanship is either passed down to family members or apprentices, but it is not passed down to the same village!"
Because there is a son in the family who is an apprentice in Desheng Restaurant, Song Ting has a great say in this matter. At this time, he took over the conversation and said: "Exactly, my Jin Baona also formally became a teacher. , gave the apprentice ceremony!"
When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads and looked at the bowls in their hands. There was a lot of money for a meal, and occasionally meat, and they also taught them their unique skills.No matter how unstingy a person is, he still feels guilty in his heart at this moment, and he doesn't know how to say this.
"This child, Yiren, was bullied by Song Yi and his wife in the early years. Most of you have never helped me." Although everyone didn't know why the former gentle village official would suddenly mention Song Yi and Chen Moxiang in plain language. It's a bad thing for Yiren, but when the words came out, everyone felt even more guilty.
Now Yiren takes your children to pick mountain products to make money, and teaches you crafts to make money. She is kind-hearted and never cares, but we can't just focus on making money for ourselves, regardless of other people's life or death! "
"Muramasa! Just tell me, what shall we do!"
"Yes, we must listen! Yiren is still pregnant, as uncles and brothers, we should do more work!"
Everyone agreed with what Song Shan said.
Song Shan said again: "After the heated kang in Yiren's house is set up, let's try it. If it works, when autumn comes and the harvest is over, it will be almost winter. No matter how much money we charge for building a kang, we will give Yiren [-]% of the profit."
In this era, there is no Internet, and there is no such thing as advertising and marketing, so whether you are looking for a worker or a contracting team, it depends on word of mouth.Although they are of the same family as Yiren, they are not relatives of the same family.
Even if it is a family like a father and a son, there is still someone like Song Dazhong who spends all day thinking about what benefits he can get from his father!What's more, Yi Ren and them are distant relatives, and they teach them their unique skills, but none of the money they earn falls into Yi Ren's pocket.
If this news got out, their reputation would be ruined, and if they were looked down upon, they might not even be able to get a job.
In addition, Song Shan and his father had been village officials for many years, everyone believed him, and felt that what he said made sense, and they all nodded their heads and said "yes".
Looking at the simple faces in front of him, Song Shan felt a little comfort in his heart, and said loudly: "We can't be skinny and long! Our Song family has lived in this Songjiazhuang for generations, and the surrounding villages, even Lingzhou City, who doesn't know The reputation of our Songjiazhuang is that the village can keep its doors open at night, and the old have something to rely on. Although there are still many young people who can't afford to go to school, everyone knows when my father is alive."
Song Shan talked about his father, and remembered Song Bin's replacement of Song Dazhong. He couldn't help being sad, his voice choked up, and said: "My father's lifelong wish is that I, the son of the Song family, can study! For this matter, I I swear that the village will definitely do it! As long as everyone listens to me, they will work hard and endure hardships!"
Listening to Song Shan's impassioned speech, everyone originally only thought about it, but at this moment, they also became very excited.
"The old village is running around all his life, just to have a teacher in the village. It's a pity, he went early! Otherwise."
"We can do it for sure!"
"That's right! Muramasa is no worse than his father! Our ethnology will definitely be developed!"
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