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It was another cloudless and nice day.

With the Liao people's hard work, the big stove and straw shed on the threshing floor were quickly built in only two days, and since the day before yesterday, Chu Fan taught Zhang and the little third aunt how to manage these Liao people.

The nine new Liaomin stove workers quickly learned to control the temperature of the stove, and now all six stoves have been fired, and each pot can process 50 catties of tobacco and 17 catties of Abian at a time. The Liaomin stove workers were all shirtless, in groups of two, one was guarding the stove to add firewood to test the water temperature, and the other was busy drying the processed tobacco, and they were very busy.

After taking a shower in the warehouse, the female Liao people changed into brand new work clothes, and walked under the grass shed one after another to start their day's work; Under the wet hair, the smiling faces began to flush a little reddle - the food of the past few days has been open, and after only a few days of full food, these people have begun to regain their vitality.

Under the straw shed, it is gradually filled with Liaomin female workers, each with a cigarette mold in their hands, and they are bowing their heads and concentrating on learning to dress tobacco. The third aunt and the "old workers" patrolled their respective groups with their hands behind their backs, correcting their mistakes from time to time.

The whole courtyard was filled with the spicy smell of tobacco and Ah Bian's peculiar smell of urine, Chu Fan held a small teapot and looked at this familiar scene comfortably - isn't this the living assembly line of the Ming Dynasty.

It took him a lot of saliva to make everyone understand his intentions: segmented management, responsibility and responsibility.

The stove worker group is responsible for the processing and drying of tobacco and Ah Bian, and the key is to let the tobacco dry thoroughly to prevent mildew, which is supervised by Chu Fan's distant nineteenth uncle - all the processed tobacco on the stove must be inspected by him before it can be delivered to the cigarette group; After receiving qualified tobacco from Uncle Nineteen, she distributed them to the following groups, and the cigarette rolls rolled by each group were placed in their respective wooden boxes for inspection. The random inspection work is Zhang Shi's responsibility, mainly to check whether the tobacco is dry and whether the cigarette rolls are up to standard.

Correspondingly, Chu Fan also formulated a set of reward and punishment standards: the stove worker group and the cigarette group with the highest work efficiency every day, the team leader's salary plus five yuan, and the team members plus two yuan; As for the two cigarette groups with the highest defective rate and the lowest work efficiency, as well as the slowest stove worker group, Chu Fan did not deduct their wages, but only halved their food standards for the next day.

The management methods that seemed extremely rudimentary in later generations have played an unimaginable effect here - this has just been straightened out, and the enthusiasm of the Liao people has far exceeded Chu Fan's expectations.

At this rate, it is estimated that in another twenty days, all the tobacco will be processed, Chu Fan took a sip of tea, looked at the warehouse where the finished products were stacked, and when he saw the idle tea coming in and out, he couldn't help but think of the scene of last night.

The management of the finished product warehouse, Chu Fan handed over to Xiancha - such an important position, of course, must be the person he trusts the most.

But the problem is that if you want to manage the warehouse well, you have to do a good job of recording it, and you don't know a big word for idle tea, and you can't even hold a pen, how can you manage the warehouse.

Not to mention idle tea, Chu Qin is the same - women in this era pay attention to "no talent is virtue", except for those high-ranking families, the female relatives of ordinary families are illiterate.

I won't go to school, so Chu Fan thought of teaching Xiancha to write, and when he thought of Xiancha's expression when he made this suggestion last night, Chu Fan wanted to laugh.

"Huh? Can I still learn to write? Xiancha, who was embroidering a purse at the time, opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened.

"Why not?" Chu Fan walked over with a smile, took off the purse in her hand, took her hand and walked back to the desk, and taught Xiancha to write Arabic numerals.

With the soft fragrance in his arms, Chu Fan almost couldn't hold it.

I have to say that Xiancha is indeed very smart, and in just one night, I learned how to number the finished wooden box and how to record the number in the account book.

Shaking his head, Chu Fan woke up from Qise's memories, put down the teapot, walked into the finished product warehouse, checked that there was no problem, and specially praised the anxious idle tea.

Out of the finished product warehouse, Chu Fan glanced at the threshing floor again, it seemed that this place had been basically straightened out, and it was time to start dealing with the affairs of the navigators and guards.

found Ge Bi, Chu Fan discussed with him how to recruit the guys on the boat, but he didn't expect Ge Bi to look embarrassed, and after careful questioning, Ge Bi told the reason.

Originally, according to the customary rules in the Dengzhou area, the owner hired people to go to sea, and he had to pay a settling-in allowance in advance, and every year according to the harvest of the sea trade, he would also pay a different amount of profit during the Spring Festival, which was equivalent to a year-end bonus - for example, Ge Bi, in previous years, Chu An would give him no less than 20 taels of profit during the Spring Festival. Of course, there is no salary in normal times, and the owner of the sea takes care of the food, and on the shore he eats himself.

And if an accident at sea kills someone, the proprietor is usually required to pay for the buried silver, ranging from ten to twenty taels of silver per person. The Chu family had an accident this time, and a total of twenty-two men died, and their family members had looked for Ge Bi several times, but they were all persuaded by Ge Bi. But if this matter is not dealt with, the reputation of the Chu family will be ruined, and who will dare to follow the Chu family to sea in the future?

When Chu Fan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly-isn't it just burning and burying silver?

He has always believed in the principle that problems that can be solved with money are not problems!

So at that moment, he and Ge Bi and Chen Shangren made a list of compensation according to the duties of the deceased guys on the ship, the number of years of employment, etc., and then followed Ge Bi's family to deliver the silver, and he was busy until the afternoon, spending a total of two hundred and seventy-seven taels, and finally paid all the buried silver.

Chu Fan's move immediately caused a sensation in Wanzikou and the neighboring villages - those villagers thought that Chu An was dead, and the Chu family had also been swept away, and most of the burned silver could not be counted on.

Who would have thought that Chu Fan not only paid for the buried silver, but also personally delivered it to the door, which made the villagers in ten towns and eight miles couldn't help but look at this young little showman with admiration, and also made Ge Bi's work of gathering those surviving buddies extremely smooth - not only the two guys of the Chu family happily agreed, but even the surviving guys hired by the Sun family and the Wang family agreed to switch to Chu Fan's disciple - after all, Chu Fan was also their savior.

After dealing with these things, it was already dark, and before parting, Ge Bi said to Chu Fan, "Young master, if my family's ship wants to go smoothly, at least a dozen more people must be hired." ”

"I know, this guy is still ready to recruit Liaomin," Chu Fan nodded and replied casually, "Uncle Ge, you will go to Shahe Qiaotou early tomorrow morning, find your friend's son Xia Guoxiang, and ask him to help us hire someone, I have already told him." ”

Chu Fan's eyes glanced away when he spoke, but he didn't notice that Ge Bi's bearded face suddenly turned pale.

Early the next morning, Ge Bi went to the Shahe Bridgehead and looked at Xia Guozhu's shack from a distance, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

Smacking the already cold pot, he sighed and rolled the pouch onto the barrel and inserted it back into his belt.

"What is supposed to come will come...... This is retribution. After muttering such a sentence in an inaudible voice, his gaze slowly became firm, and he strode towards Xia Guozhu.