Wedding Night in 1980: the Soft Wife Wins by Lying Down in Space

Chapter 128 Xiang Baiwei Prepares to Bring the Village People to Get Rich Together

As soon as Xiang Weiguo said this, Xiang Laogen and his wife fell into silence.

As the eldest son said, Jiang Sui is indeed a shrewd and capable person, and the old couple privately worried that Xiang Baiwei was too naive and would be easily deceived by Jiang Sui.

But Wang Chunhua thought about it again, between the young couple, the one who was hot and cold was obviously her daughter, but the one who was caught seemed to be Jiang Sui.

Thinking of this, the old couple felt more at ease.

In the yard, the second son, Xiang Guoxin, disagreed with his eldest brother: "My brother-in-law is a scholar, and scholars sometimes make mistakes with too good ideas. Doing business is so difficult and dangerous, and it is not easy to do well with a good book. "

What the second son said made some sense.

The old couple was in trouble again.

Xiang Laogen smoked a dry cigarette, and after a while, discussed with Wang Chunhua: "Fucking mother, what is the third girl thinking? I know she is powerful, and her man is also powerful, but when doing business, you have to think about it." .”

Wang Chunhua shook his hand helplessly: "Didn't I tell you all just now? The young couple have an idea in their hearts, so let me rest assured. What else can I say?"

The youngest Xiang Shuzhi said at this time: "Since my sister and brother-in-law have their own ideas, let's not mix it up. I think my sister and brother-in-law are very powerful, and they must have a reason for this matter."

"You really support them."

Xiang Laogen knocked on the smoke: "Anyway, we have talked about this matter in advance. If you intervene again, I am afraid that my uncle will be angry, so let's not care about it anymore. You guys should keep an eye on it. Help, what is it? family."

"Dad, don't worry!"

"That's right, Dad, we will definitely help my sister and her husband."

"I'm helping my sister and brother-in-law right now."

……

into the night.

After Jiang Sui washed and entered the room, she found that Xiang Baiwei was sitting on the kang in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

"What are you thinking? You are so serious in a daze." Jiang Sui walked over and sat next to her, chatting and wiping her hands and face.

"I'm thinking, now that the workshop is small and doesn't need many people, why don't we find some young people and widows from our village and nearby villages who have nothing to do to work in my small workshop, so that they can get some income What do you think of the idea of ​​subsidizing the family?"

"I think it's a good idea." Jiang Sui nodded with a smile, "Then let's do it. Starting tomorrow, I've checked the almanac. In 6 days, it will be a good day for everything. Why don't you choose that day?" , Let your small fruit processing workshop open."

"I can't wait any longer, the fruits on the mountain can't wait," Xiang Baiwei nodded seriously, "Then I will take advantage of the remaining 6 days to make full preparations and wait for the opening in 6 days. "

After speaking, Xiang Baiwei sat up straight, stretched her arms to close the curtain, and when she pulled it aside, she looked at Jiang Sui who had not covered her face: "Jiang Sui, thank you, good night."

"Good night."

Jiang Sui smiled faintly, watched as Xiang Baiwei closed the bed curtain between the two of them, pulled the thin blanket by herself, and lay down to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiang Baiwei took the list she had made in advance and went to find those girls who had nothing to do at home, as well as widowed women.

Xiang Baiwei paid them 20 yuan a month, equivalent to half of the wages of workers in a formal factory. For this reason, Xiang Baiwei specifically emphasized the level of this salary.

Sure enough, after learning that the 20 yuan was half a month's wages for ordinary workers, the people she was looking for readily agreed and expressed their willingness to help in her workshop.

Although many of them are still not optimistic about Xiang Baiwei's fruit processing business, and they are willing to go for the 20 yuan, but Xiang Baiwei doesn't care about these small details.

When the workshop turns into a factory, these people will be glad that they found them early in the morning.

Although the workers chose, none of them knew how to make jam or preserved fruit.

Xiang Baiwei, the only one who understands, can only teach the same thing by herself.

So although her small fruit processing workshop has opened, it is not much different from before it opened.

On the opening day, some firecrackers were set off, and the big guys had a lot of fun.

But after that, Xiang Baiwei asked someone to guard the door and not let them in.

Because she wants to start teaching her workers how to make jams and preserved fruits, so that no one can steal her lessons.

Finally, after three or four days of serious teaching by her, the first batch of workers can finally start making jam.

After the finished product came out, Xiang Baiwei tasted it, and was barely satisfied and acceptable.

Although the taste is not bad from the one I made before, but the sweetness and sourness are not enough, it is estimated that the heat was not controlled well when I made it.

Of course, the proportions and ratios are strictly in accordance with Xiang Baiwei's requirements.

Looking at the table of jam, Xiang Baiwei pondered for a while, then smiled at the first batch of workers who were sitting anxiously next to her: "It's not bad, but the heat is not accurate enough, it's okay, just practice more and you'll be fine." All right."

There were only three people in charge of the fire, and when they heard Xiang Baiwei say this, the three of them lowered their heads together, a little embarrassed.

"Okay, don't be dejected," Xiang Baiwei tapped on the table lightly, motioning everyone to look up at her, "These jams are pretty good, share the jams and take them home to eat."

"How can this be done? Isn't this kind of thing reserved for sale? How dare we eat it!" Although the person who said this said no, his eyes were fixed on the jam.

"I originally planned to give this batch of jam to you, and let you taste the taste of this jam by the way. I think it's not appropriate for me alone."

Xiang Baiwei smiled, and pushed the row of jams forward again, "Share it among yourself, I won't mix it up, if it's delicious, share it with the neighbors around, so that they like it too, In this way, our business will be easier to do in the future.”

After saying this to Bai Wei, he didn't care how the rest of the jam was divided, and turned around to continue tinkering with those machines, and adjusted the production plan by the way.

As the evening approached, the off-duty workers left the small workshop with two bottles of jam and a pack of preserved fruit each.

The villagers who haven't seen enough of the excitement, find the workers who are familiar with themselves, the half-truths and half-false clichés, and the ones with active thoughts, who have been staring at the things they carried out from the beginning, thinking about themselves Can you give it a try.

The next night, while reading, Jiang Sui took a break, chatted with Xiang Baiwei, and mentioned something he had heard at school.

It is said that the preserved fruit jam given out by Xiang Baiwei is very popular. There are already several children who have been greedy for it, and there is also a brave child who dares to steal the jam while the parents are not paying attention.

(End of this chapter)