Chapter 4 Entrepreneurship and Earning Money
"I want to hear about it!" Old man Xiao hurriedly asked, Han Feng smiled and said: "The most important thing is to let employees work actively, so we have to give enough benefits to employees, the recruiters all want to make money, let's give them dividends, in this way, they will become more and more active!" ”
"Good!" Old man Xiao is also a generous temperament, he doesn't care about those small profits, the case is amazing, Han Feng nodded, and said to Old Man Xiao: "Tomorrow, you can do as much as I want, and the money you earn will be regarded as the principal I entered, save all the money, and then the beautiful decoration will be grandly opened!" ”
"Good!" Old man Xiao nodded.
After a night of chatting, Han Feng was a little sleepy, so he fell asleep, and when he got up, he found that it was too late, and he didn't bother to say hello to Old Man Xiao, so he quickly ran out and hurried to Shangguan's house, only to find that he was already late, and it was already full of people at the moment.
After last night's chat, Han Feng actually really thought about not wanting to enter the door of Shangguan's house, at this moment he looked at the bitter gourd faces of those family members, the appearance of passers-by, he wanted to give up, maybe he would enter Shangguan's house in the future, and he would be like these family members, completely becoming a passer-by, thinking of this, Han Feng really wanted to give up, wandering left and right, so he muttered: Since you are here, it's just that. In case he and Old Man Xiao fail to start a business, they will have a stable job in the future, at least five insurances and one housing fund.
So Han Feng lined up at the back of the line, and many people came out of the room with depressed faces, on average, less than a minute to meet a person, these candidates all had depressed faces, looking depressed, a few were happy and a few were sad, but some talented people were very happy, and walked out of the Shangguan Mansion with a confident face, and took a small fan and pretended to fan it.
Han Feng was squeezed behind, he wanted to grab a candidate and ask what was the interview inside, but he was ignored, those people were disheartened, and they didn't look at Han Feng one by one, Han Feng suddenly felt that the atmosphere at the moment was so similar to the college entrance examination? This person who entered the house to be a subordinate still has to take the exam?
Han Feng also felt incomprehensible, so he pulled another candidate who came out of the mansion door and looked dejected, with a bitter gourd face, and asked, "This brother, may I ask ......?"
"Go, go!" As a result, Han was rejected again, Han Feng also gave up, he could only ride a donkey to read the record book, walk and take a look, soon, it was Han Feng's turn, Han Feng walked into the mansion, and the family member in charge of registration sat in the mansion gate, and this guy had an official face: "What's your name?" ”
"Han Er!" Han Feng almost broke out his name, so he hurriedly changed his words, the man nodded, and after boarding the plane, he gave himself a note with a number written on it: "This is your test number, take this and go in." After speaking, he didn't bother with Han Feng anymore, Han Feng took the note, and found that what was written on it turned out to be three hundred pickups, how unlucky is this number, interviewing a family, and even getting an exam number, and making it look good.
Han Feng sighed and continued to walk inside, walking into a very dilapidated room, there were several family recruits sitting in the room, a blank piece of paper in front of them, frowning one by one, not knowing what they were writing, there were a few people dressed as sons and brothers in the room, but they were very calm and did not look nervous at all.
Han Feng found a seat and sat down, and a family member gave him a pen and a piece of paper, on which was written the title - with the moon as the theme, compose a poem!
Han Feng only understood when he saw this, why did these enlisted family members come out of the mansion one by one with sad faces, as soon as they came up, they were all born in Liba, and their families were not rich, let alone going to school, they didn't know a few big characters, so they could do it with some physical strength, but it was difficult to let these guys dance and write.
Han Feng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that interviewing a family member still needs to be literary, it seems to be true that the middle of the Ming Dynasty emphasized literature and light martial arts, especially Jiangnan, and even more, let Han Feng compose poems? It's better to strangle him, if you let him dissect a corpse on the spot or something, then he is definitely good at it, let him do this kind of thing that tests his literary talent, Han Feng is really a little embarrassed.
But the arrow was on the crossbow and had to be sent, Han Feng looked at the exam question in front of him, Moon? Although he has memorized Tang and Song poems, but, hey, wait, no one here has heard of Li Du, so Li Du's poems, haven't they never heard of it, as soon as he thought of this, Han Feng was delighted, so he held a brush and wrote on the paper - the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and bow his head to think of his hometown!
Li Bai's quiet night thoughts, all of a sudden, became his Han someone's masterpiece, Han Feng and his grandfather have learned calligraphy since childhood, this calligraphy writing is also outstanding in ancient times, after writing, Han Feng confidently handed over the exam paper to the invigilator, after reading it, after looking at the man in front of him, he didn't expect this person to look like a liba, but he really has a bit of pen and ink.
So they glanced at each other and said to Han Feng: "Congratulations to this son, you have passed the test, please wait outside the door for the next exam." ”
So easy? Han Feng didn't believe his ears a little, but the facts were in front of his eyes, and he passed the test, so he nodded, and walked out of the mansion with his exam number, and a group of people outside the mansion gate grabbed the people who came out of the exam and asked what was being tested inside, and everyone was waiting anxiously.
Han Feng sighed, he didn't expect that the nine-year compulsory education had cultivated him so well, and when he returned to ancient times, he was also the corner of Wen Neng's pen, thinking of this, Han Feng still had a little excitement in his heart, and after a morning of screening, more than half of the people were eliminated by the ruthless topic of "Bright Moon Poetry", and most of the rest were Gongzi brothers, talented people in people's mouths, those people fanned small fans, talking and laughing.
In the eyes of this group of people, Han Feng is like a mustard, no one pays attention to his existence at all, in the eyes of these people, Han Feng is a dispensable character who will be eliminated at any time, and it will not affect their progress at all, in Han Feng's eyes, these sons and brothers are a group of Muggle-like existences, and everyone looks at them unpleasantly.
The assessment in the afternoon soon began, and when it was Han Feng's turn, the sun was about to set, Han Feng walked into a small room, and there was an old man sitting in the house, this old man Han Feng had seen, it was the old man who said the rules yesterday, this old man seemed to be the housekeeper of Shangguan Mansion - Steward Hu, next to Steward Hu sat a middle-aged man, this man Han Feng had also seen it, it seemed to be the doctor of Jishitang, Doctor Liu.
Steward Hu didn't say a word, and when Doctor Liu saw Han Feng coming in, he said, "If the master faints, what should I do with it as soon as possible?" ”
Han Feng understood in an instant, it turned out that this time it was to assess the knowledge of emergency response, but this question asked Han Feng, it was too simple, it turned out to be medical knowledge, then he was simply Confucius entered the examination room, so he replied: "Immediately put the master in a flat position, take the position of head and feet high, loosen the belt, pay attention to keeping warm, and at the same time start to do a heart massage from the lower limbs, promote the blood flow to the brain, and at the same time can also stimulate the master's acupoint, through the stimulation of pain, make him sober." ”
Doctor Liu's mouth grew after hearing this, the person who came in before could answer the method of pressing the acupoint in the person, and he reluctantly cleared the customs, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would answer like a stream, Han Feng continued to answer: "And you must pay attention to it, when the master is awake, don't get him up immediately and keep the lying position, because getting up immediately may cause fainting again, and at the same time replenish sugar." This is the best way to deal with emergencies. ”
Steward Hu listened to Han Feng's theory, and also nodded, and Doctor Liu asked, "Your name is Han Er?" ”
"It's down there!"
"You studied medicine?"
"Understand!" Han Feng replied modestly, but he thought in his heart, how many lives have I saved, and the patients who have seen it have gone to the sea, so you want to stump me for this question? Dream on!
Doctor Liu nodded, and Steward Hu also spoke: "Very good, boy, you have cleared the customs, but the assessment is not over yet, the next assessment will be held tomorrow, please participate on time tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he invited Han Feng out of the room, and when Han Feng walked out of the room, Doctor Liu exclaimed: "This kid is a rare genius in medicine." ”
Steward Hu snorted: "He is the person recommended by Xue Lao." ”
"Then do you still need to be assessed?" Doctor Liu asked in some surprise, and Steward Hu shook his head: "Elder Xue also said that it should be as it should be, but I also want to see how this kid performs." ”
Han Feng walked out of Shangguan's house, and wondered in his heart, he had to take three or five rounds of the exam to choose a family, and he didn't finish the exam in a day, and he had to continue tomorrow, he was really convinced, but complaining was complaining, he could be regarded as passing five levels and six generals today, and he could easily clear the customs.
In the afternoon, many sons and brothers stepped down, they never dreamed that they would take the medical exam, some people spent a lot of money, and it was useless to go through the back door, after all, this scene was personally checked by the big housekeeper of the Shangguan family, Steward Hu, and those who were not qualified did not want to step into the Shangguan Mansion.
Han Feng also had nowhere to go, he just went to Old Man Xiao's shop if he was fine, and he didn't know if the old man was running according to his own recipe today, and when he returned to the store, he was surprised, the store was crowded with customers, Old Man Xiao was busy and didn't see him coming, far away, he smelled a smell of spicy hot pot, Han Feng smiled proudly, it seems that no matter what era it is, spicy hot pot can attract a group of foodies to visit.
Han Feng sneaked into the back kitchen, and found that Xiao Yue was busy at the moment, constantly chopping and cooking, and there was an endless stream of diners outside, the hot pot of Old Man Xiao's house became a famous small shop in Jiangnan for a while, attracting many diners to visit, although southerners don't like spicy food, but they still can't resist the charm of hot pot.
Just now, Han Feng also saw a few people pulling straight inhales, it seems that they who don't often eat spicy food, they still can't resist this spicy taste, "It's a pity that there is no Bashu's unique bean paste, otherwise the taste will be better." Han Feng secretly tasted it and said, Xiao Yue noticed Han Feng's existence and said in surprise: "Master Han, are you back?" ”
Han Feng nodded: "I'll help you, see you're busy!" Han Feng's concern made Xiao Yue blush again, and he was busy until the curfew, so he sent away all the diners, some of them had not yet eaten in line, shouting that they would come tomorrow, where had Old Man Xiao seen so many guests, and his face was full of smiles.
After closing, Old Man Xiao said to Han Feng: "Master Han, you don't know how many people have come to the store today, it's just an endless stream!" ”
At this moment, Old Man Xiao was completely relieved of Han Feng's cooking skills, Han Feng's secret recipe really helped him earn a lot of silver tickets, and he actually earned ten taels of silver a day, so he took out his savings and said to Han Feng: "Brother Han, what to do next, I will listen to you." ”
Han Feng said: "Next, I need to find someone to go to Bashu."