The great hero of the Silk Road, starting from a farm farmer

Chapter 61 Someone Gets Under the Bed!

After chatting for a while in the second grandfather's shop, by the way, I came up with an idea to make fresh noodles with a noodle machine and sell them on the street.Song Yingkui got up and left the shop to observe other places on the street.

After noon, households came to Wuying Street one after another.

The tenants who watched the anti-truck cars flocked to the hotels of different sizes on the street.Song Yingkui couldn't help feeling admiration for these people. It's really not easy to do transportation and trade in this era.In later generations, after driving a car for two to three hundred kilometers, I would feel tired, have backaches, and feel uncomfortable all over.And for these footmen, the journey of hundreds of thousands of miles depends on a pair of feet and a handful of strength.

After observing the situation for a while, I found that the market was just as my second uncle and second grandfather said, and it was much better than what I saw last year.There are four or five foot stores newly opened on the street, and their business seems to be quite booming. Does this mean that the market is good?

It was almost evening when I rode my mule back to the shop along the gorge.Workers are packing their things and getting ready to leave work.There are relatively few people working in the shop recently, and it seems that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we will spread the word and recruit a few more people.The busy spring has passed, and there should be more people doing temporary work during this time.

"Huanyi, how many wheels did you make today?" Ding Huanyi is now the first mate in the factory. When Song Yingkui is not in the shop, he is responsible for leading everyone to work.Of course, the salary is also higher than others.

"There are 35 or six pairs of wheels that can be finished today, and some are almost ready."

"Well, tell the people who work in our shop after you're done. The shop will recruit another ten people in the next few days. If there are any people who are willing to work here, they will bring them here for me to see. The salary is calculated on a monthly basis, [-] yuan a month, with a four-day delay. If there are no more people, I will tell them one month in advance."

At present, there are three ways to employ people in the shop. For example, Ding Huanyi and the second uncle are long-term workers, and they are hired on a yearly basis.The rest of Song Yingkui thought that he would mainly hire monthly workers, but he was really overwhelmed, so he hired a few temporary workers on a daily basis.

"Ying Kui, is the factory hiring older people who can live and work hard this time? Or young children like us?"

"Young dolls are fine, and older ones can do it if they want." It's relatively cost-effective for young men in their [-]s and [-]s to do this kind of work, and it's hard for real adults to let go of the work at home.

"Well, I'll spread the word tomorrow. I guess there will be more people coming and we have to choose." In this era of rural people, there are very few places to earn money, and it is rare to find a stable job like Song Yingkui's.

"Huanyi, I see that your father and your eldest brother are going to do long-term work at the mouth of the gorge, why are they thinking of calling you over to do it together?" Ding Degui and his eldest son seem to have negotiated with Jia's family to rent a place for a long time to open a small carpenter's shop here. Song Yingkui needs to understand Ding Huanyi's thinking.If he has the idea of ​​changing jobs, he has to prepare in advance.It is easy to find replacements for ordinary people's work, but Ding Huanyi's work is temporarily difficult to find replacements.

"I made it clear to my father that they will find a way to do their work, and I plan to work with you for a long time."

Song Yingkui was a little surprised by Ding Huanyi's answer, and he couldn't help asking: "Why do you have such an idea? After all, it is your own family's property over there, can it be compared with mine?"

"It's my father's stall and it's not mine. My elder brother keeps up with him day and night, and he doesn't even pay him. A few days ago, he wanted to buy some cloth for the doll to make clothes, and he didn't ask my father for the money, so I didn't go there and suffer." Ding Huanyi is not a fool. His father is a stubborn old man.
After listening to Ding Huanyi's tone, Song Yingkui was quite relieved. In the short term, his assistant should not be poached away. As long as he survives this year, Jiang Xiaohu will be able to take over, and he no longer has to worry about the loss of backbone power.

This baby Jiang Xiaohu is quite good at work, and he is better at learning things than people like Uncle San and Ding Huanyi. What is lacking now is the basic skills. After a period of training, it should be no problem to manage in the factory.

The factory is a magical place. As long as there are more people, people who do any job can emerge, and workers will learn things faster than the traditional master-apprentice method.After the newly recruited dozen or so workers arrived, they were able to start working within a few days.On Song Yingkui's side, there is less and less work to actually do. Now I feel that I can mainly worry about production tools and new product research and development.

When there were more workers, the site became a bit small. Lying on the kang in his one-bedroom in the factory at night, Song Yingkui wondered whether he should consider building some infrastructure in the factory next.No matter how you say it, you have to build a few dormitories.It's just that this piece of land is not owned by me but by Jia's family. It will be more troublesome to communicate, and the property rights will not belong to me after it is built.

Do you want to build some rooms here?Song Yingkui was thinking about this in his mind.Suddenly the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and a black shadow rushed over to the Kang.

What is the situation?There will be no bandits!Song Yingkui's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he grabbed the black shadow and rushed towards him.

"Brother Kui, it's me, Yumei." The captured black shadow spoke in the pain of a girl.

"Ding Yumei? Why are you running into me in the dark? You can scare people to death." Hearing someone speak, Song Yingkui knew who it was. It was Ding Yumei, the fourth daughter of Ding Derong's family in Zhuangshang.This girl, Song Yingkui, was always bumped into on the way back to the village, occasionally saying hello and so on.Today, she seemed to come to Jia's house to grind noodles with her family. She didn't go back to check the food at night, and stayed in the house where the younger sister lived with the newly hired wife Wang Liu who was a cook.

"I was afraid that the food would be stolen, so I came out of Xianglan and the others' room, thinking of sleeping in the food pile and watching, but I ran into your room in fear of failure."

Are you afraid that you won't succeed, so you run into my room?Can people believe this explanation?Song Yingkui rolled his eyes at Ding Yumei in the dark.

"I'm not going to be cold, Brother Kui, please move the kang a little bit, and I'll squeeze it to keep warm." Seeing Song Yingkui let go of her hand, Ding Yumei boldly got into Song Yingkui's bed directly.

What's the situation?Without warning, a big girl got into her bed.Is this the rhythm of the little white rabbit insisting on delivering meat to the big bad wolf?But who the hell is the big bad wolf!
(End of this chapter)