Sitting in the carriage back to the house, Mother Sun also got into the carriage back to the house. Today, she was instructed by the Zhao family to take Song Jin to the shop on Siping Street and became familiar with the personnel in the shop.

In addition to the embroidery workshop on the street and the white silk workshop at the end of the street, Song Jin also has two shops in the middle of Siping Street that have not been familiar with personnel, and one ready-to-wear store has been a silk village.

The personnel is basically similar to that of the White Silk Workshop Embroidery Workshop, most of them are the companions brought by the Zhao family from their parents' house, and they have found a few loyal and honest promotions to be stewards.

For this reason, Sun's mother did not take Song Jin to the other two shops to familiarize herself with the personnel, and talked to Song Jin about the general personnel of the garment store and the silk village in the carriage.

"Girl, the steward of the garment store is surnamed Yuan, and he was originally the companion brought by his wife from the Zhao family, and his wife saw that he was loyal and honest, and he had a very good abacus, so she made him the steward of the garment store."

"Over the years, he has run the ready-to-wear store prosperously, and the year before last, during the Chinese New Year, he led his children and grandchildren to the house, and his wife praised him for a while."

Mother Sun said in a general manner, Song Jin here leaned on the makeup and silk pillow behind her, and held a big triangular pillow in her arms.

"How old is Steward Yuan this year? Listening to his mother's mouth, he already has children and grandchildren? How is she a person, has Mother Sun ever seen it with her own eyes? Have you asked someone?"

In this world, seeing is believing, and hearing is false.

The character who blows the sky in other people's mouths, and sees it with his own eyes, is just such a person. Could it be that he is really a god-man?

Where in this world, there are so many gods?

Mother Sun didn't seem to expect the girl to ask her like this, which was unexpected in her heart, but since the girl asked, she talked about the person in charge of Yuan and the girl.

After drinking a sip of tea on the table, Mother Sun had a smile on her face.

"Girl, the old slave who was in charge of Yuan saw it that day, and he is also forty and two this year, and the old slave has met him. When he was in his wife's mother's house, Steward Yuan was a clever and capable little man, and Mrs. Qin at that time also praised him for his ability. ”

After that, he came to the house with his wife as a companion. After taking over his wife's industry, he didn't say half a tired word, and he was a capable and hard-working person. ”

Listening to Mother Sun talk about that Yuan Steward, it is nothing more than two words, hard-working and capable.

But it's okay to do this, hard-working and capable people, wherever they work, will be praised and reused, and now Song Jin is around him, there is a shortage of such people.

If you can receive such a character under your command, when Song Jin completely takes over the shop on Siping Street, there will be people to rely on.

In the future, she needs to do everything herself, and if she does it herself, I'm afraid that she will have to be separated from her three heads and six arms for the miscellaneous affairs of these shops.

Recruit all the hard-working and capable people around her, and her work will be much easier.

Familiar with the personnel of the embroidery workshop and the white silk workshop, Song Jin believes that Zeng Xiuniang and He Zhong are both usable people.

Especially He Zhong, when he dealt with the matter of the Xu family's girl deliberately causing trouble, he was very clear-sighted, which made Song Jin look at him with admiration.

When a customer comes to the shop to deliberately make trouble, if you quarrel with the customer on the spot, you are afraid that the customers who come and go will see the attitude of the owner, even if you want to buy something, you are afraid that you will be scared away.

As for that Zeng embroidery girl, her embroidery skills are good, but in managing the embroidery workshop, it is not very feasible.

A few months into June, even if there was a profit in the books, it was only a few hundred taels.

The embroidery workshop is in a good place, both on the streets of Siping Street, the flow of people is large, and there are transactions with the official family, the silk weaving varieties of the embroidery workshop are also numerous, which can meet the merchants from the south to the north, but such a good hand of cards, almost was played to a pulp.

Song Jin came back to his senses, smiled at Mother Sun beside him, and said.

"It's better to see than to hear, the Yuan steward in Mother Sun's mouth is a hard-working and capable person."

"You find a time to ask Steward Yuan to come to the house, and say that I want to treat him to a meal and thank him for his meticulous management of the ready-to-wear store over the years."

Speaking of the careful management of the ready-to-wear store, Song Jin didn't seem to ask Sun's mother that the business of this silk village is so good, how to do the share after the profit?

Since it was someone else who worked hard for his own store for a year, could some of the profits during this period have already flowed into the pockets of that Steward Yuan?

It's not a bad thing, but it's not a good thing either.

Even if you know, you can only turn a blind eye.

Song Jin didn't plan to ask Mother Sun about this, but asked the last shop on Siping Street, the silk village.

I heard Bai He say before that this silk village is Zhao's own shop, but when he got married, this shop was occupied by Zhao's brother, that is, the uncle of the Zhao family.

The reason is that Zhao's dowry already has three shops, not many of which are more, and many of which are less.

For this matter, Mrs. Qin had already said the uncle of the Zhao family a few times, but the uncle of the Zhao family did not listen, and Mrs. Qin had no choice, so she could only stay cold.

The Zhao family went back to his parents' house several times, also for this matter, but the shop has been occupied by others for so many years, where can he come back if he wants to come back?

But in recent years, the silk village has been taken over by the steward sent by the Zhao family, but the title deed and house deed, I don't know if it is in the hands of the Zhao family?

"Mother Sun, tell me about the silk village, right? I heard that the actual control of this shop is still in the hands of my uncle, I don't know if the rumors are true?"

Song Jin took a few sips of tea, raised his head and glanced at Mother Sun, and asked.

Mother Sun didn't react a little, according to the news she got from her own inquiry, the girl didn't know that the silk village was in the hands of her uncle?

How do you know it again?

Could it be that someone has already chewed the root of the tongue beside the girl in advance?

didn't have time to think about it, and Mother Sun returned to Song Jin.

"Girl, it's true that as you said, the actual control of that shop is still in the hands of my uncle."

"But over the years, the stewards under my uncle have been negligent in management, and they have lost a lot of money to the silk village."

"After Mrs. Li's steward took over, the business was getting better, but all the silver that was profitable went into the hands of my uncle. There is not a penny in the house. ”

"Didn't my mother say anything? Is it up to my uncle to come like this? Obviously, the shop that my mother married with me has now become a tool for my uncle to collect money. ”

Song Jin didn't know if Zhao had taken action, so he asked a few words about Mother Sun.

"Girl, Madame has been communicating with the Zhao family about the news, for this matter, Madame has talked to Mrs. Qin a few times, but my uncle is reckless, even Mrs. Qin's words, and my uncle can't listen to it."

"Mrs. went to my uncle's house to discuss a few times, and then asked Steward Li to take over the shop, and finally made a profit, and asked my uncle to send someone to take it away."

Mother Sun finished talking, it seemed that Fang had just spoken a little too fast, and at this moment she was gasping, and Song Jin hurriedly asked Bai He to hand over the tea.

Listening to Mother Sun say this, Song Jin felt that the uncle of the Zhao family was really a superb relative?

Where is there a brother who robbed his sister's dowry, kept it for himself, and used it as a tool to collect money?

It was also the Zhao family and Mrs. Qin who did not want to cause trouble and did not dare to report to the official yamen.

Whether it is the current Ming Dynasty or the modern society in which Song Jin originally lived, such a thing is a civil dispute.

It is better to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise the uncle of the Zhao family will be like a bloodsucking worm, clinging to their family tightly, wanting to suck up their family's blood.

Song Jin made up his mind in his heart, glanced at Bai He beside him, took her hand, and said quietly.

"When I get home, you show me the way, I want to see my mother."

Bai He was taken aback by Song Jin's sudden coming, and after calming down, he replied softly to Song Jin.

"Girl, Madame is eating fasting and reciting Buddha in the house these days, but I am afraid that I will not have time to see the girl. Even when Mother Sun returned to the house, she had to stay in the house for a few days, and she could only see her after her wife left the customs. ”

Zhao is eating fasting and chanting Buddha in his house?

Is this to cultivate immortals?

Still in retreat?

Hearing Bai He say this, Song Jin held her stomach and laughed, she almost forgot that Zhao was a cultivator.

A few days ago, he set up a Dan room in the house, and was reprimanded by Father Song for a while, and after seeing Zhao and shouting to demolish the Dan room, Father Song gave up.

Bai He couldn't stop laughing when he saw Song Jin, thinking that Song Jin had seen something interesting, so he asked a few more words.

"Girl, you're fine, what are you laughing at? Blame is scary. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, this girl can laugh if she wants, you don't have to care." Song Jin said this, patted Bai He's shoulder beside him heavily, and Bai He screamed in pain.

Out of Siping Street, to the Danfeng Street next door to Siping Street.

According to the words of Song Jin's modern society, this Danfeng Street is also a commercial street, and compared with Siping Street, it is more prosperous, and it is a commercial street selling luxury goods.

Suddenly, only the neighing of horses was heard, followed by a halt to the carriage.

The coachman got out of the carriage, went to the front to explore the road, and saw that the noble boy who had just stopped their carriage stopped the carriage again.

This time, this noble boy also brought a wooden box tightly wrapped in silk.

Seeing this, the coachman shouted a few words into the carriage.

"Girl, the noble boy who stopped the car last time is here again, and this time he also brought a gift, which seems to be for the girl."

Listening to the coachman's shouting, Song Jin thought in his mind, who was the noble son who blocked the road last time?

Before he could figure out who it was, he heard the disgusting and familiar voice of Song Jin outside the carriage.

She knows, the person who stopped the car this time is still the damn Chen Jinran!

"The second girl of the Song family, when I passed by Danfeng Street just now, I saw a few porcelain dolls from Hangzhou in a small shop, I thought of such a gadget, and you also smell the same, so I bought it for you, give money!"

What the hell d (ŐдŐ๑)?

Chen Jinran: What is this operation? If you want to give something to a girl, you just say it, and I help her buy it, and I want her to give money!

When did she ask him to buy something for her?

Neurotic, she won't get out of the car!