Starch, vermicelli is not difficult to make.

There are only a few steps.

Washing, crushing, filtering, exposing starch, battering, leaking, cooling, drying silk.

Because this year there were no advance orders for potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Song Qingyuan traveled all over the village.

I only received 5,000 catties of sweet potatoes and about 10,000 catties of potatoes.

"We make a lot of dried sweet potatoes in our village."

"Sweet potatoes are all used ......"

"Yuan'er, you go to other villages to collect it, there must be other villages!" Song Qingmo suggested.

"No!" Song Qingyuan shook his head, "Let's just follow this!" ”

"If done well. Next year, we will increase production. ”

Starch, vermicelli practice she knows.

When I was a child, I often watched people do it.

But it's hands-on, but it's never been there.

"What about recruitment?" Song Qingmo asked.

Song Qingyuan thought for a while, "Let's move!" ”

10,000 catties of potatoes and 5,000 catties of sweet potatoes are not too much for a workshop.

But if it's all done by the Song family, there will be more.

In particular, the current Song family has their own work.

Even Qian Wanru, who had been married for a short time, was dragged by the Sun family to manage the needlework workshop together.

Following.

The new news of the Song family's recruitment spread in the village.

The people of the village were boiling again.

Being able to enter the workshop of the old man Song is everyone's dream.

Not only is the treatment good, but there are benefits for the New Year.

The most important point is that after working for two years, the immediate family members of the family can enter the private school for free.

If it's not good, they can also cultivate a talent.

"Yuan'er, I'll work well, recruit me, recruit me into the workshop, right?"

"Mo'er, help my aunt say it, my aunt will remember you well for the rest of my life."

"Chengyi daughter-in-law, our family relationship is good, talk to your daughter, talk about it for me!"

Looking for someone to intercede, there are countless people who want to come to the Song family's workshop.

Even those who have no contact with the Song family will find Song Laoliu's family and Liu Laogen's family in disguise to help talk.

In this regard, the two families did not move.

A family of six worked as long-term workers in the Song family.

Naturally, there is no need to worry.

No matter what good things happen to the Song family, it will be their turn.

The other, with two sons in a toy workshop, and a passenger station.

It is also sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform.

…………

The Song family went to the room.

Song Qingyuan was discussing recruitment with his family

This time, I wasn't prepared to recruit more.

Only five people will be recruited first.

For the rest, wait until next year's large-scale order of potatoes and sweet potatoes.

"Milk, I mean, try to recruit one family, and the whole village will be taken care of."

"It can be regarded as our Song family's contribution to the village...... Song Qingyuan said, handing a list to the Zhou family.

"Milk, can you see how to arrange it appropriately?"

Zhou took it, glanced at it, and smiled, her granddaughter is now caught outside the house, and she can still ask what she means.

Let people listen, and their hearts will be right.

"Milk doesn't care about this, you can arrange it!" Zhou's Road.

"Just a little, although we help the people in the village, but those who have bad conduct, our family can't help!"

"Then what is the rise of Mien Dou Mi ......"

"It's not good to help, people still think that our family gives less ......"

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded and said with a smile, "Listen to the milk, those who don't help, we don't care." ”

"If Grandma says she won't help anyone, we won't help anyone!"

"That's right, like that Song Fugui's family, if you make your milk angry, we won't help!" Song Qingmo accosted from the side.

Obviously, Song Fugui's family made the Zhou family angry, and even sick, she still remembers it.

Hearing this, Zhou glanced at it.

The hand unconsciously touched the gold bracelet on the wrist.

This was sent by Song Qingmo.

He gave it with the money he earned.

The Song family is getting better and better, and even the original one is always her strength, which makes her dislike her granddaughter the most.

It's also pleasing to the eye.

How to look, how to pleasing to the eye.

"Mo'er, you've grown taller again,...... Zhou suddenly spoke, "Your mother has a body now, and she is not suitable for needlework." ”

"In a moment, measure the size, and the milk will make you a shawl."

What?

Song Qingmo's eyes widened in surprise, and she suddenly felt flattered.

The sun is coming out in the west?

The old lady actually made clothes for her......

I rubbed my eyes vigorously, and I always felt like I was in a dream.

"Milk, are you serious?" Song Qingmo asked definitely.

I knew that the only girl in the Song family who could make the old lady make clothes was Song Qingyuan.

As for her, the granddaughter that the old lady dislikes the most, how can she have this honor?

"What? You don't? Zhou's face fell, "When you have money, you start to dislike your milk's craftsmanship?" ”

"How can you!" Song Qingmo sneered.

After so many years, she has also figured out Zhou's temperament.

It's awkward.

So, along the way, "I'm so happy......"

"The craftsmanship of the milk is good, and the clothes are beautiful, and I can wear them a little more handsome than usual."

"You'll call me nothing!" Zhou slashed, with a smile in his eyes.

"Rong'er also measured, I will also make a ...... for Rong'er"

"There are also Yuan'er's, several granddaughters, and milk is made."

"You ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the Song family.

Zhou raised his head, "Da Kui's daughter-in-law, go and see who is coming......"

"Hey!" Da Kui's daughter-in-law responded.

After a while, Song Li was walking in with Da Kui's daughter-in-law.

Zhou and the others hurriedly greeted.

Song Qingyuan poured tea, Song Qingmo brought pastries and snacks, and Song Qingrong took the peeled pears.

"Don't be busy! Don't be busy! None of them are outsiders, so you don't need to be so polite. Song Lizheng said with a smile.

"I'm here today to discuss something with Yuan'er."

Talk to her?

Song Qingyuan looked over, "Grandpa Lizheng, please speak." ”

Song Li straightened his body, "Here's the thing...... Isn't your workshop looking for workers? Do you think you can count yourself as an uncle? ”

This...... Song Qingyuan was a little embarrassed.

Instead of recruiting Song Lizhi, she would rather recruit Song Lizheng's eldest son. Can......

Song Lizheng spoke for the first time, and she had to give this face.

"Okay, Grandpa Lizheng, let Uncle Lizhi come over." Song Qingyuan deserves to be refreshed.

"However, Grandpa Lizheng, we have to say ugly things in front, we have to sign a deed to enter the workshop, and everything in the workshop must not be leaked, once it is violated......"

"I've got to sign the deed, I know that." Song Lizheng nodded.

All the employees in the Song family's workshop have signed the deed, and his family is no exception.

"That's fine! That's it! Song Qingyuan made a decision.

Zhou nodded secretly on the side.

Song Li is an upright person, and he has always been good to their family and the villagers.

If you can help, you can help.

You can't help everyone in Songjia Village, and you can leave Song Lizheng's family alone.

"Okay, I'll go first......" Song Li was getting up to say goodbye.

I sighed in my heart, Zude's family is atmospheric!

As a result, as soon as he went out of the door, he met the oncoming patriarch of the Song family.

Song Zhenyuan.

At this time, Song Zhenyuan was holding two baskets of eggs and a jar of wine in his hands.

"Are you ......," Song asked Lizheng.

Song Zhenyuan smiled and didn't hide it, "Isn't the Yuan'er family going to set up a new workshop?" ”

"I'll see if I can get my two sons in......"

"No matter how you put it, it's a serious job......