Chapter 70: The Salt Ding Changes
When the patriarch of the ancestral hall of Yancang Village heard this, he was all in spirit, and his eyes looked at Wang Youzhen, who was like a talented old man.
Lao Chen Tou grabbed in front of all the other ancestral patriarchs and began to say flattering words: "Brother Wang, this is the eldest son and eldest grandson of your family. ”
"It's really a talent, and I will definitely be able to be a talented man in the future."
If this sentence had been placed in the past, Old Man Wang would definitely be smiling from ear to ear.
On the one hand, it is because Lao Chentou, the patriarch of the Great Ancestral Hall who is in charge of more than 200 Dingkou, has a higher status than him.
On the other hand, the talented master is a big extravagant figure in their eyes.
Now is different from the past, since the Wang family opened a water conservancy spinning mill and a hydraulic weaving factory, Mr. Wang's vision is not as good as before.
Master Xiucai?
Even if he said a good man, Old Man Wang thought that he was underestimating his grandson.
However, a sentence of the old man Xiucai was already the biggest compliment in the mouths of the patriarchs of the ancestral hall of Lao Chen, and the old man Wang still laughed.
If this had been placed in the past, Lao Chentou's two praises could only be regarded as casual remarks.
Now, seeing Old Man Wang laughing heartily, Chen Tou, the elder of the Great Ancestral Hall, who was in charge of a population of more than 200, was actually relieved.
It's like really flattering a talented man, hoping to get a response from the other party.
In this way, Lao Chen Tou is very face-saving.
Wang Youzhen was praised by Lao Chen, whether it was true or not, he also smiled: "There are now two factories in Yanchi Village. ”
"A total of 60 workers can be recruited, and 30 people are in Yanchi Village."
Yanchi Village accounted for half of the workers, and the ancestral patriarchs of Yancang Village were relieved to hear that Yanchi Village accounted for so many workers.
Originally, they thought that Yanchi Village would account for seventy or even eighty percent, and Haiyan Village and Yancang Village would only get two or three percent.
Unexpectedly, Yanchi Village only accounted for fifty percent, and the remaining fifty percent was left for Haiyan Village and Yancang Village.
Wang Youzhen's next words really confirmed their thoughts: "Haiyan Village and Yancang Village each account for fifteen people. ”
The patriarchs of the ancestral hall of Yancang Village also knew that the factories in Wang Youzhen's mouth, that is, the workshops run by the bureaucratic squires, recruited a total of three types of workers.
Either way, the monthly money is very high.
As long as you can win the amount of fifteen people, as Lao Chen Tou said, as long as you can eat enough to support Old Man Wang to become an emperor, you can do it.
After Wang Youzhen finished talking about the number of factories in the two factories, he arched his hand and turned around and left here.
Mr. Wang also wanted to leave the factory, but Lao Chen Tou said that he would not let Mr. Wang go, and he had to drink two glasses.
Old Man Wang had no choice, and under the enthusiastic pull of Lao Chen Tou and several other ancestral patriarchs, he went to Lao Chentou's house.
When Wang Youzhen went back, he passed by Haiyan Village and went to the home of the textile woman who had educated Sun Yanquan.
It's been a few months.
Most of the houses in Haiyan Village are still dilapidated and cracked mud houses, and there are many thatched houses.
When I came to the earthen house where the spinning woman was, it had completely changed.
The crumbling and dilapidated earthen wall is gone, replaced with a new one.
The earthen wall was very smooth, and the soil was not blackened, so it was obviously a newly built wall.
The tattered wood door was gone, and it was replaced with a brand new wooden board.
There are also two Fu characters pasted on the wooden board, and according to the customs of the township, the Fu characters are pasted upside down.
The weaver's earthen house was near the entrance of the village, and Wang Youzhen followed the dirt road in the countryside to the door.
After a careful look at the renovated earthen house, I was very satisfied and ready to go back.
Before he could turn to leave, the wooden door of the earthen house was opened.
Several half-year-old children came out of the courtyard of the earthen house noisily.
It stands to reason that these children don't know Wang Youzhen, after all, they have never met Wang Youzhen.
But who knew that the moment they saw Wang Youzhen, the half-grown children who were almost about to fight were no longer noisy.
It's a great thing to be able to quiet a noisy child.
The next scene touched Wang Youzhen's heart.
These half-grown children all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wang Youzhen reverently and seriously.
The piety in those small eyes is even more pious than kneeling to worship the gods and Buddhas in the temple.
Wang Youzhen hurriedly stepped forward to help these children and looked at them seriously.
The children were still dressed in tatters, and even wrapped in strips of cloth.
But their spirit is completely different, there is no numbness in their eyes, and they have the aura that a child should have.
The youngest little girl did not have the miserable appearance of hungry skin and bones.
With flesh on her face and body, she finally looks like a normal little girl.
These children didn't know what was wrong, even if Wang Youzhen helped them up, they helped them up and knelt down one by one.
but they refused to get up, but they all fell to their knees in reverence.
From the renovated earthen walls, to the sluggishness of these children who are no longer numb.
And then to be so religious, it is still possible to make a child and not an old man so religious.
Everything changes.
Just because of one thing.
Eat a full meal.
The silver that Wang Youzhen gave to the spinning woman was able to make her children finally have enough to eat.
Wang Youzhen saw that everything he had done finally had some results, so he didn't help the children anymore, and turned around and left here.
I was in a good mood and couldn't help humming a few words of Kunqu Opera.