Chapter 331: Winter Wheat
"Trouble Wu Sanye!" Song Qingyuan smiled and thanked him, and settled the remaining twenty taels of silver.
"Haha!" Wu Sanye got the silver and smiled heartily, "In the future, Miss Yuan'er, if you have any business, just come to me." ”
"Definitely!" Song Qingyuan nodded and asked Wu Sanye about the next time he arrived in Yulin County.
"Stay here for a few days to rest, and then ......go all the way to the north," Wu Sanye pondered, "Next time I come back here, it may take two months......"
Subsequently, Wu Sanye told Song Qingyuan an address, which was his place in Yulin County.
"If you have something to do in the future, you can come here to carry a letter...... Wu Sanye said, chatted with Song Qingyuan a few more words, and left.
After Wu Sanye left, Song Qingyuan and Erlang drove the donkey cart and pulled the seeds of winter wheat back to Song's house.
Inside the courtyard of the Song family.
Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi and others looked at the winter wheat on the donkey cart with doubts in their eyes.
"Girl, what are you buying so much wheat for?" Song Chengyi asked.
"This is no ordinary wheat, this is winter wheat seed!" Song Qingyuan explained while directing everyone to move to the upper room.
The newly built upper room of the Song family is also separated from a back room for putting things.
Song Qingyuan discussed with the Zhou family and first put the winter wheat seeds in the back room.
"Winter wheat?" Song Chengzhong was surprised, he had heard of winter wheat, but Song Qingyuan bought this......
Song Qingyuan briefly explained the matter of winter wheat.
Everyone looked worried.
Qingshi Town, can you really grow winter wheat?
Song Qingyuan smiled and said nothing, she was sure, but whether she could succeed or not, she had to plant it.
Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi, and Erlang moved, and soon the winter wheat seeds were moved into the upper room.
After eating, Erlang went back to the restaurant.
Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi, and Song Chengli, who sent bean sprouts back, took Sun, Li, and Ye to the field spontaneously.
Song Qingyuan watched silently, and said secretly in his heart; This is the right place to buy!
Inside the upper room.
Zhou was holding the soles of his shoes, and Song Qingyuan came in, turned around and closed the door.
Sitting next to Zhou, he asked, "Uncle hasn't looked for a job yet?" ”
In the past few days, Song Chengzhong has been staying at home to open up wasteland, taking care of the land under his name, and looking for a job, but he has been delayed.
"I didn't go, I asked someone...... Zhou raised his head, "There is no shortage of people in the private school in the town, and there is no recruitment in the surrounding areas, and there is a shortage of Mr. Zatang in Zhangjia Town, but your uncle dislikes ...... far away."
Zhangjiazhen? It's quite far! Song Qingyuan said secretly.
From Zhangjia Town to Songjia Village, it is almost the distance from Songjia Village to the county.
It's better to have an ox cart, but if you walk, Song Chengzhong will definitely not agree.
In addition, the family's ox cart has to deliver bean sprouts, and when he comes back, he has to plough the land and open up the wasteland, and he can't travel for him.
"Milk, the bean sprouts in the restaurant, let's not deliver them ourselves, pack them out, the cattle can still stay and open up the waste......land," Song Qingyuan suggested.
In recent days, the vegetables in the vegetable yard have grown, and the sales of bean sprouts have continued to decline.
Occupy manpower and material resources, and the gains outweigh the losses.
Song Qingyuan wanted to bring this up for a long time, but he never found a suitable opportunity.
The main reason is that I am afraid that Zhou will not agree.
"Bag out? What's the bag? Zhou raised his head, "Our family has its own manpower, and if you find someone else to send it, you can't spend money!" ”
It costs money, so she never mentioned it!
"Milk, there are three ways, one is to give all the bean sprouts to the money merchant, and the restaurant is also responsible for the money merchant, and our family only cares about the bean sprouts, regardless of sales."
"The second is to hire a short-term worker, ten cents a day, and be responsible for delivering bean sprouts."
"The third is to hire long-term workers, in addition to delivering bean sprouts every day, you can also help the family clear the wasteland, farm the land, fish, and do other work."
After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, she looked at Zhou, and she was inclined to the third type in her heart.
The first is to make a profit! Even now, the Song family's bean sprouts only sell about fifty catties a day, but one penny per catty, forty or fifty catties is forty or fifty wen.
The advantage is that it is convenient, hassle-free, and does not need to be worried.
The second and third types are short-term workers and long-term workers, and the Song family has always had goods to be delivered, and long-term workers are more cost-effective and stable.
What's more, in ancient times, the least valuable thing was manpower.
"Milk, bean sprouts have earned a lot, there is no need to let my third uncle toss every day for a little profit." Song Qingyuan patiently persuaded, "Especially in winter, delivery is too sinful!" ”
The Song family's delivery work almost fell on Song Chengli, Song Chengli was not there, it was Song Chengyi's, Song Chengzhong had never sent it once before.
This is also an imbalance.
Liberating everyone and allowing each house to develop freely is the purpose of Song Qingyuan.
"Milk, take out ten cents a day, and you will hurt your son!" Song Qingyuan tugged at Zhou's sleeve and said coquettishly.
"Ten wen a day, three hundred wen a month, three taels a year, no one old or ......young," Zhou muttered, "What do you say?" ”
Is this for her to take the idea?
Song Qingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Specifically find a delivery person, ten wen a day, only responsible for delivering bean sprouts, our family does not go out of the ox cart." ”
"Recruit long-term workers, let's give three taels a year! Our family has to do other work at home after the delivery comes back. Our family does not include food and housing, it is best to find a village, close to home, and it is convenient to work. ”
"Milk, you choose one of the two." Song Qingyuan handed over the choice to the Zhou family.
Zhou pondered for a while, "Hire a long-term worker!" I took out another ten taels of silver, bought an ox for my family, and equipped it with a plough stick, and when the ox cart came back from delivery, I followed the wasteland. ”
That's a good idea! Song Qingyuan's eyes lit up, the living conditions of the Song family were better, and the old lady's vision was long-term.
"Milk, Wise!" Song Qingyuan gave a thumbs up, "The conditions of our family, it is a matter of time before we have a long-term worker!" ”
"The silver taken by the milk, this long-term worker belongs to the milk!" Song Qingyuan grabbed Zhou's arm, "The master doesn't have a long-term job, but the milk has a long-term job and has become the owner."
"Grandma is better than grandpa." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.
"You'll be fooled by me!" Zhou's angry glare, the smile in his eyes, couldn't hide it.
"Who dares to ignore the milk ......" Song Qingyuan sneered, took out a few things from the cross-body bag, which were wrapped in cloth, and inserted them on Zhou's head while Zhou didn't pay attention.
"It's so pretty!" Song Qingyuan smiled.
"What did you bring me?" Zhou reached out and plucked it from his head.
His eyes swept casually, and he exclaimed, "Oh my God, why is this a golden hairpin...... That's a lot of money, you kid! ”
Zhou pretended to be angry and pushed Song Qingyuan.
Song Qingyuan pushed a complete set of silver-headed noodles in front of Zhou, "Milk, this is also for you, I promised at the beginning that I would buy you back all the jewelry you lost." ”
"And now I do!" Song Qingyuan raised the corners of his mouth happily.
Zhou's angry glare, how can this be so simple, she didn't have a golden hairpin at the beginning!
"I'm an old woman, what are you buying these things for!" Zhou said, and his eyes turned red.
Don't turn around, wiped it, Zhou deliberately straightened his face, "Look at your little girl, there is nothing on this brain, and you always buy me this and that." ”
"I'm happy when I look at my milk, and I'm happy when my milk is happy!" Song Qingyuan smiled, with sincerity in his eyes, "Besides, I don't have nothing, I have gold studs, and my aunt bought a step shake." ”