Mao Yijian and Bai Minghe faced each other, and their eyes were staring at each other, both wanting to see through each other's eyes.

Mao Yijian wanted to know how capable the white crane was, and how much water there was in that sentence.

And Bai Minghe wants to know how bold Mao Yijian is.

At this time, two women came in from outside, Mrs. Mao's age was almost forty years old, she already knew that Bai Qinghe was a woman, but she came here as a master. Very kindly took Qinghe's hand together.。

The two women came in together, but looked at the two men who stared at each other.

Mao Yijian heard the voice, but he didn't turn his head, but asked, "How much profit can you make in a month in your match shop?" ”

"Then it depends on Uncle Mao, how much can you help me?" The white-named crane is-for-tat.

"What do you want me to do?" Mao Yijian kept staring at the eyes of the white crane.

Bai Minghe smiled: "This little profit from the match shop is a little bit of a side dish before dinner, Uncle Mao, you don't need to be so nervous." Even if it's all given to the Guangdong Dusi, I don't care, as long as I protect my other business. Of course, if I give it to you, I'm afraid that in the future, Yang Dudu will regret swallowing all the swords. ”

"Crazy, you kid is crazy." Mao Yijian snorted coldly and sat down.

Only then did Bai Minghe turn around and salute Mrs. Mao: "Hello auntie, my nephew didn't bring any gifts, only some specialties from the capital." There is a trivial matter that I want to trouble my aunt, and it is inconvenient for my nephew to speak, so let Qinghe talk about it. ”

"White Crane, you can kiss!" Mao Yijian was happy.

"Uncle Mao, listen to me settle accounts."

"Lao Tzu will personally bring you a pen and paper!" Mao Yijian is also a little upset.

The two women looked at each other and smiled, sat in the corner and whispered some whispers, Qinghe was instructed by Bai Minghe, and naturally took the menscarf as the main target.

There the two men climbed on the table and began to settle accounts.

It's not that I don't know, but I'm shocked.

If nothing else, the lowest-end matches of the white crane are no longer used in matchboxes, but wrapped in straw paper. Just two pieces of wood were added to it, which were specially used to wipe matches. Here in Guangdong, the air was too humid, and the choice of materials was re-selected, using coarse bundles of hemp fibers soaked in oil and wax.

The cost is lower, but the material becomes strained.

In addition to the shortage of raw materials, Bai Minghe is even more nervous at the moment is manpower, and there are not enough workers.

Naturally, the ignition material worker group is all people brought by the white crane from the capital, and the core of the ignition material is the match head and the fire polishing board. Then the sticky head, the package is another group. A group of ten people, two sticky heads, one coating board, and six packages. The last person doubles as a head, plus the work of packing.

A group of ten people can easily produce 80,000 packs of matches sold for one penny and two packs a day.

That is to say, every day each group has a value of forty taels of silver.

This number startled Mao Yijian, but he knew that Bai Minghe had turned all the people in the entire Hepu County into his long-term workers, and if there were a hundred groups, it would be four thousand taels a day.

What a scary number.

Bai Minghe is not a small workshop, from the beginning, it is the operation idea of assembly line operation.

In the match workshop, in addition to each person's fixed monthly income, Bai Minghe also has a reward policy, that is, 50,000 packs per group per day, and the excess part will be rewarded with a penny for every 200 packs.

A group of ten people, with a daily output of 80,000 packs, is a reward of 150 yuan.

In Guangdong Province, a coachman hired by a wealthy family usually pays one tael or two taels of silver a month, and the most expensive family has three taels of silver a month. As long as they work hard, the basic income of these workers is 800 to 1,200 yuan, and with the rewards they receive, their income exceeds that of the coachman.

Converted into rice, it is three stone rice.

According to modern calculations, the three stone rice of the Ming Dynasty is about 560 catties of rice. It's enough for a family of five to eat white rice every day.

"His grandmother's." Mao Yijian scolded, if nothing else, these low-class workers in the White Crane Workshop still pay one or two halves of silver every month under the condition of food and shelter, which is higher than the income of a Shichang under him, and it is not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

"I want bones, I want brimstone, I want hemp, I want oil, I want wax." The white crane slapped the prepared list on the table, a long circle of paper, the white crane needed too many things, hundreds of kinds. This is not only raw materials, but also many daily necessities.

"Most importantly, I want people!"

"Someone?" Mao Yijian didn't come back to his senses.

"Uncle Mao, you Lian Zhouwei don't dare to say anything else, the veteran who went to Jia can give me at least two or three thousand, and the idle woman at home can also give me two or three thousand." Bai Minghe didn't talk nonsense, there were 5,600 regular troops in Lianzhouwei, and there were more than 1,000 people in the miscellaneous army.

The tuntian system means that the whole family of soldiers is here.

Those who went to the first were older and transferred the qualifications to be soldiers to their sons, and some people had more than one son, and the regular army of the guard was also counted, so in order to let the younger generation eat military rations, many veterans who went to armor were only in their early forties, and there were more half-grown children, waiting for the opportunity to eat military rations.

There are many idle women in the family, but the unmarried white crane dare not accept it, this is not the modern age of later generations.

If you can't say anything, you don't dare to bear it.

"As long as you can afford to feed you, I dare to give you 30,000 veterans! Of course, you have to be able to pay enough money. Mao Yijian already believes that half of the white crane is produced, and the output of this match group of forty taels is at least five taels of net profit in the hands of the white crane, and it can also give the Guangdong military five taels of profit.

Mao Yijian spoke, but Bai Minghe did not rush to respond.

Mrs. Mao walked here, and after whispering a few words in Mao Yijian's ear, Mao Yijian's face changed, and he pulled his wife to the other corner.

Kiyoha walked over to Shira's side.

"How's the talk?" Shira-naka asked.

"The slave learned from the young master, and also used arithmetic to calculate some detailed accounts. However, the slave thought that the biggest business was not in Guangdong, and in the words of the young master, after we monopolized this industry, the goods had to be shipped to the two capitals. The slave has calculated that every time a thousand large ships are transported, they can bring us 10,000 taels of profits, and six times a year, they can almost fight for 60,000 taels from two capitals. Coupled with the income from Guangdong, 100,000 taels a year can be guaranteed. ”

"It shouldn't be up to that!"

How much is 100,000 taels, according to the modern calculation of later generations, it is a profit of 30 million yuan. Bai Minghe absolutely does not believe that this kind of thing has such huge profits.

"This is not what the slave said, this is what Mrs. Mao said. According to the young master, the women in the army went to work in the workshop, and they could fight for more than 1,000 yuan a month, and spent a few dollars to buy two, and they were always willing to use it back and forth for a month. Now that he has earned money, the man doesn't know that he feels sorry for his woman. ”

Qinghe's words seem to be reasonable.

Qinghe said again: "What's more, if you don't move easily and can't go to work when you come to the menstrual period, the loss will be even greater." ”

"Reasonable!" Shira-namo nodded.

"Don't say far, just say near. Ordinary women, near Hepu and Lianzhouwei, need at least tens of thousands every month, almost dozens of taels, and hundreds of taels will be credited to the account. Sold to two Beijings, one starts at 30 Wen, and the materials used are also different, and the benefits are naturally more in, especially in Nanjing, where the Flower Street and Willow Lane are made more exquisitely, and there is also a Baiwen. ”

Bai Minghe raised his hand and interrupted Qinghe: "I don't care about this business, you and these ladies can do it." If there is any plan, I will check it for you, this lady's diplomacy is also a science! ”

"Qinghe has this qualification, and it is naturally Mrs. who is in charge."

Qinghe grasped the scale very well, and talked with the ladies, naturally it was Sun Yuanjun, the main room of the white-named crane, and only the lady who was canonized by the royal family was qualified.

For Qinghe's choice, what else can the white crane say.

Thinking of the madness of the junior in later generations, the life-and-death enemy who violently beat the junior in the main room, here in the Ming Dynasty, Bai Minghe felt that he would definitely become very depraved. With Qinghe's talent, beauty, and especially this heart, Bai Minghe deeply felt that he might not be able to control himself.

Just when Qinghe and the white-named crane looked at each other, with affection. Mao Yijian slapped Bai Minghe on the shoulder, and this slap almost abolished Bai Minghe's hand.

"Ha, Bai Minghe, you kid is really smart, those greedy people are compared to you, you eat a chicken, they are afraid that they don't even bite the chicken feathers in their mouths. Boy, call Uncle again! Mao Yijian smiled very happily.

Re-seated the guest and host, Mao Yijian's tone also changed slightly: "This famous crane, there is always a rule for this matter." ”

"Li, I can be less, but the rules must follow mine. Otherwise, it's a one-day deal, and there will be no cooperation in the future. My rules are very strict, from the use of materials to the workmanship, to the layout and management in the workshop. The wages of the workers, as well as the way of sales, so every qiē must be followed by my rules. ”

Mao Yijian's face sank, not because he was angry with Bai Minghe, but because he thought that Bai Minghe's statement was not feasible at all.

"Minghe, you know that these brothers are all wild people."

"Do you mean they don't follow military rules?" Bai Minghe asked rhetorically.

Mao Yijian said helplessly: "Joke, the one who dares to say that he doesn't abide by military rules is enough to live." ”

"My rules are far worse than military regulations, and I am not convinced to let them come to me to talk." The white-named crane made Mao Yijian cry and laugh wildly.