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After seeing the caravan off, Weng Xiaoxiao went to the workshop.

The house has been built and the doors and windows have been installed. All that remains is some finishing work such as painting the walls.

"Boss, the third wife's son has signed the contract and is willing to sell the formula for fifty taels."

Fifty taels is a huge fortune for farmers, but investing is invisible and intangible, and you have to wait. The benefits are clear, and there is no fraud. Weng Xiaoxiao has nothing to feel guilty about. She reaches out to take the deed, looks at it, and puts it away.

"Two days later, I will ask Aunt Zhang to come over and learn how to make pickles from Aunt San."

There are no more reliable personnel at the moment, so Weng Xiaoxiao can only send Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang has signed a death contract, has no children, and knows how to cook, so she is the best choice.

This recipe must be in your own hands.

"The custom-made clay pots and vegetable jars will be delivered tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The workshop will need five people for the time being. They will wash, cut and pickle the vegetables. Aunt Zhang will only be responsible for the seasoning."

"Who will buy the vegetables and seasonings? Who will pack the pickled vegetables into jars?"

"We have to manage the money and weigh the goods when purchasing, and we haven't decided on the staff yet. It will take another ten days for the pickles to absorb the flavor. During this time, we can prepare the next batch of vegetables. When the pickles need to be packed into small jars, they will come over to do it."

This arrangement is also acceptable for small workshops, and the work can be gradually divided after the scale is reached.

"I think Aunt Liu is a good person. Let her take charge of these people and assign tasks to them. I'll send an accountant over, and the workshop will be up and running. We'll first collect vegetables from our village, and then from nearby villages. If the pickle workshop is to grow, it still needs its own vegetable field."

Liu Yuan followed Weng Xiaoxiao's idea and said, "It's okay to grow vegetables in dry land far from the river, but we need to dig more wells."

"Well, if there's a suitable piece of land, we can buy some more. Uncle Liu can help keep an eye out for it."

Liu Yuan nodded continuously. His eldest son followed the caravan. Now his wife was the manager of the workshop. His youngest son only needed to farm well. The family would have no worries about life. His parents could also enjoy a good life and would be happy no matter how tired they were.

"Although the ingredients and taste are the same, the selection of materials can be good or bad. According to the selection of materials, we have to classify the pickled vegetables. The high-quality pickle jars are made of fine porcelain, which are more beautifully packaged and can be made into gifts. The general ones are made of coarse porcelain jars to save costs and lower the selling price."

Liu Yuan could roughly understand what he heard, "I think it would be better for the boss to decide on the jar himself. I'm afraid I can't get the grade right." Things that are too flexible are the most difficult to handle. Liu Yuan didn't think about making money by doing something dishonest, but the boss was not stupid. Doing that would not last long, and he would be the one who would suffer.

"Well, I'll go back and pick a design for you. You can just decide on the rough porcelain one."

"Would the boss like to meet the people who come to work in the workshop?"

If you don’t delegate authority for small matters, you will tire yourself out, but you must keep people and money in your own hands. “Then let’s meet.”

Liu Yuan went out to ask his second son to call someone, and after giving the instructions, he returned to the room.

"Are those buffaloes adapting well?"

When they heard that they could get free cow dung by taking care of the cows, the villagers almost fought over it. Grass is free, and cow dung is a good fertilizer that is hard to find.

Originally, I wanted to give them to one family to raise, but later I had to separate them, with each family raising one, and they also signed a military order to ensure the safety of the cows.

"Those families treasure their cows, and they care about them more than their own children."

"Uncle Liu, prepare four more vehicles. We will need vehicles to buy vegetables now and deliver pickles to the city later. Whoever is in charge of the cows will be responsible for driving the vehicle, and the driver will be paid a share of the wages for delivering goods."

Liu Yuan took a charcoal pencil and wrote it down in a notebook. A good memory is no match for a bad pen. What the boss said was really true.

Liu Hongxiang came in and replied, "Boss, everyone is here."

They had almost finished what they were saying, and Weng Xiaoxiao got up and went to the yard.

"Isn't your mother here?" Liu Yuan asked his son quietly when he didn't see his wife.

Liu Hongxiang scratched his head. If he remembered correctly, it was just these few people.

Did he let something slip? Seeing his son's confused look, Liu Yuan was a little unsure and whispered, "Your mother has become the workshop manager, why don't you go and call her."

His mother has also become the manager?

After Liu Hongxiang understood, he ran out.

Such a good thing, you can't be slow.

Weng Xiaoxiao pretended not to hear the father and son's whisper and looked at the people standing in the yard. In addition to Xiaohua, there was a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old, and the others were women in their twenties or thirties.

They all wore patched clothes, but they were still neat and tidy, and their hair was neatly combed.

"You are the workers recruited by the pickle workshop. Aunt Liu will arrange your specific work. After you officially start working, each person will be paid 20 cents a day. When the business is good and there is more work, the salary can be increased."

When it comes to wages, everyone smiles. In the city, who would hire people like them except for dirty and tiring work? The money is not even this much. Now they are close to home, don't have to show up in public, and have a lot of money, everyone envies them.

"I have two requests for you."

The people below were still whispering to each other, and it seemed that they did not hear what Weng Xiaoxiao said.

"Everyone, be quiet, the boss has something to say." Aunt Liu, who came over, helped shout. She was the one in charge, so she naturally couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

Aunt Liu's shout was quite effective and the place immediately quieted down.

"Two requirements. First, the steward has assigned you work, and you must obey. Second, we are in the business of eating, so we must pay attention to hygiene. You must dress cleanly, wash your hands before working, and cover your hair."

"If you don't have a legitimate reason and don't obey the arrangement, then our small temple will not be able to accommodate a big Buddha like you."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. If they were fired, they would not be able to explain to their families.

Weng Xiaoxiao turned to look at Aunt Liu again, "As a manager, you have to treat everyone equally. If you are not competent, I will not show you mercy. The hygiene must be checked before work. Those who do not meet the requirements cannot enter the workshop. Except for those who work in the workshop, no one else is allowed to enter. I will sort out these rules and post them on the wall of the workshop."

"Auntie, as a manager, you have to worry about a lot. You need to point out what is missing and how to assign manpower to each process. You need to observe more and be flexible. Your responsibility is to ensure the normal operation of the workshop."

Aunt Liu's excitement about becoming a supervisor was overwhelmed by all these requirements. "Boss, I can't read, I don't know if I can do this job."

"I will arrange Xiaokong to be responsible for purchasing, bookkeeping and inventory management. Aunt Zhang will be responsible for ingredients and seasoning. After saying so much, in fact, Auntie, you only need to manage these people and arrange the work." Weng Xiaoxiao was afraid of dampening people's enthusiasm, so she quickly said a few words to comfort them.