"It's okay, owner, now everything in the biscuit workshop has a charter, everyone has rules, you and your wife haven't been here for a while, there are great changes here, let me take you around." Wang Guihua said respectfully, it is the family in front of her, so that her family can live a life that she never dreamed of.

"Alright, you can take us around." Zhao Yuan looked at Wang Guihua, who was eager to perform, and said with a smile.

When the biscuit workshop was relocated, it was not expected that the biscuit workshop could achieve the current scale, and it has been managed by the more assertive Wang Guihua.

Wang Guihua also worked very hard, firmly implemented Zhao Yuan's arrangement, and would always ask if she didn't understand anything, and her personality was a little stubborn, which was why she was able to be the manager of the expanded biscuit workshop.

The biscuit and canning workshops are located near Dayuanxi, on a hillside behind the small courtyard where the employees live, and are built after leveling, surrounded by a wall made of stone and cement mortar, and the chimneys of the fourteen baking ovens are smoking, and the whole area of the workshop is warm.

Compared to the biscuit workshop, the canning workshop in winter is much more deserted, after all, there are not many ingredients suitable for canning in winter.

"The owner, madam, this is our raw material warehouse, just two days ago a batch of flour was transported, so now it accounts for most of it, in strict accordance with the owner's fire and moisture-proof requirements for storage, when taking it are arranged with special personnel, usually there are special people to take care of."

"There are other ingredients stored here, spice spices, salt, sugar, jam, ......"

"The stock of raw materials is very sufficient, I asked the pottery shopkeeper to calculate, according to the current consumption of biscuits every day, it can be until February next year."

"This is the operation room, dough, fermentation, ingredients, and stamping are all completed in these operation rooms, according to your proposal from the owner, you must carefully clean yourself before entering here, tie your hair, put on a hat, and put on a mask."

At this time, there are several female workers in each operation room making dough and pressing the biscuits with molds, all by hand.

"This is the oven ...... here"

"This is the packaging room, and there are four packaging ,...... for each biscuit."

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When Wang Guihua introduced the biscuit workshop to Zhao Yuan and his wife, he was full of energy, and he could explain it clearly everywhere, even if all this was all from Zhao Yuan's hand, he nodded again and again, and had to admire this peasant woman who was very restrained at the beginning, and she could do it in a short time.

Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying followed Wang Guihua to look at the entire biscuit workshop, and found that Wang Guihua was in good hands, the only thing was that she was illiterate, although she had a general control of the entire biscuit workshop, but the specific accounts could not be said, only the workshop was called to take the account book and report to Zhao Yuan.

Meng Ying listened attentively to Wang Guihua's explanation, and asked a few questions from time to time, when Zhao Yuan designed the biscuit workshop, she had seen all the materials, and now combined with the on-site confirmation, her admiration for Zhao Yuan has deepened a little.

"Aunt Osmanthus, you manage the biscuit workshop very well. It won't be long before the New Year, and the biscuit workshop will continue to work until the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, and then take ten days off for everyone to celebrate the New Year, and then continue to produce after the New Year. ”

"Next year, there will be some new workshops for making food, all of which will be built according to the appearance of the biscuit workshop, and Aunt Osmanthus will help take care of it when the time comes." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Look at what the owner said, you give me such a high salary, and let my family head also work here, and the children also go to school in the school opened by the owner, and what do you say is troublesome." Wang Guihua waved her hand again and again and said.

"Aunt Osmanthus in the biscuit workshop, you manage it well, and strive to learn to keep accounts and read accounts next year, I guarantee that Aunt Osmanthus you will get more in the future, and the conditions are still limited." Zhao Yuan shook his head slightly, and he didn't know if Wang Guihua could understand what he said.

"The owner has given me enough money, but I don't dare to ask for more, as long as I can keep working here, I thank you and Mrs. Dong." Wang Guihua's face was a little red, and she said excitedly.

"Okay, let's go see what Luoluo is playing with, Aunt Osmanthus watches the production of cookies." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, owner, ma'am."

In the lounge of the biscuit workshop, several children were inside, and there was a row of various biscuits that had just been baked from the biscuit workshop on the table, and Shao Meng sat on the side chatting with Aunt Pu.

"Brother Xingxing, you are here every day, why do you still like to eat cookies here so much?" Luoluo asked.

"It's delicious, my mother said that these biscuits are used by the owner's family to sell for money, and they can't be eaten casually." Tao Xinyi said sensibly.

"In this way, Brother Xingxing, if you want to eat cookies, go to my house, I also have a lot of these cookies at home." Luoluo was a little puzzled, she could eat as many of these cookies as she wanted.

"It's so fragrant, Luoluo, the biscuits here are better than the ones made by my brother-in-law before, and this hairy one is so delicious." Xiaobao eats meat muffin biscuits for the first time.

"These are not Maomao, they are meat floss, they are made of meat, but unfortunately when they were first made, Uncle Xiaobao, you were in school, and then I ate all the things at home, otherwise Uncle Xiaobao, you would have been able to eat it a long time ago, and Sister Xiaoya had eaten it before." Luoluo said with a smile.

"Well, Sister Luoluo, the meat muffins are delicious." Xiaoya was eating a biscuit like a kitten, and when she heard Luoluo mention herself, she whispered.

Several children were talking happily and sharing biscuits, and Shao Meng was chatting with Aunt Pu about his family affairs, mostly asking Aunt Pu what he needed to prepare.

When Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying came in, several children were already playing games.

"Luoluo, Xiaobao, Xiaoya, we're ready to go, Aunt Pu, Xingxing will also follow us to my house to play for a few days." Meng Ying said hello to Aunt Pu and said to a few children.

"Okay, the owner, the lady of the owner, it's too troublesome for you, I'll go next door and get him some clothes." Aunt Pu stood up, said hello, and walked next door, where her family's rented property was not far from the biscuit workshop.

Zhao Yuan asked Meng Ying to take Luoluo's children to wait for a while, went to the canning workshop to have a look, and the group left the biscuit workshop and walked around the market under Wang Guihua's farewell.

As the most famous "celebrity" in Gray Yuan Town, all the bosses along the way greeted Zhao Yuan's family, looking respectful, and Zhao Yuan felt that it was not interesting to walk around for a while, and Meng Ying walked into Funing Building with the children, ordered a pot of tea to drink, chatted with the shopkeeper Wanfu, and waited for the workshop army that should be about to arrive.

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