As soon as Xiang Weiguo's words came out, Xiang Laogen and his wife fell silent.

As the eldest son said, Jiang Sui is indeed a shrewd and capable person, and the old couple was once worried that Xiang Baiwei was too simple and easy to be deceived by Jiang Sui.

But Wang Chunhua thought about it again, between the two of them, it was obviously her daughter who was hot and cold, and it seemed to be Jiang Sui who was pinched.

Thinking about it like this, the old couple was much more relieved.

In the yard, the second son Xiang Guoxin didn't agree with the eldest brother's opinion: "My brother-in-law is a scholar, and scholars sometimes make some mistakes that are too good. ”

What the second son said also has some truth.

The old couple made another difficulty.

Xiang Lao Gen smoked a dry cigarette, and after a while, he discussed with Wang Chunhua: "Mother, what do you think of the three girls?" Knowing that she is powerful, she is also a powerful man, but when doing business, she has to think about it. ”

Wang Chunhua shook her hand helplessly: "Didn't I tell you just now?" They have an idea in their hearts, and let me rest assured, what else can I say? ”

The third child spoke to Shuzhi at this time: "Since my sister and brother-in-law have ideas in their hearts, then let's not follow the blind mixing, I think my sister and brother-in-law are very powerful, and they must have a spectrum in their hearts." ”

"You're quite supportive of them."

Xiang Lao Gen knocked on the dry tobacco: "Anyway, we have already said this in advance, if we intervene again, my uncle is afraid that he will be angry, then we will not care about it anymore, you guys will keep an eye on it, the help that should be helped, in the end it is a family." ”

"Dad, don't worry!"

"That's right, Dad, we will definitely help my sister and brother-in-law."

"I'm helping my sister and brother-in-law right now."

……

Night.

Jiang Sui entered the house after washing up and found Xiang Baiwei sitting on the kang in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"What do you think? It's all so serious in a daze. Jiang Sui walked over and sat next to her, wiping his hands and face while chatting.

"I'm thinking, now that the workshop is small, there aren't many people needed, so why don't we find some young people and widows from our village and nearby villages who have nothing to do to work in my small workshop, so that they can have a little income to subsidize their families, what do you think of this idea?"

"I think that's a good idea." Jiang Sui smiled and nodded, "Then let's act, starting tomorrow, I will turn over the yellow calendar, and in another 6 days, it will be a good day for everything, it is better to pick that day and let your small fruit processing workshop open." ”

"I can't wait any longer, the fruits on the mountain can't wait," Xiang Bai Wei nodded seriously, "Then I'll take advantage of the remaining 6 days to fully prepare and wait for the opening in 6 days." ”

After speaking, Xiang Bai Wei sat up straight, stretched out her arm to close the curtain, and when she pulled it to the side, she looked at Jiang Sui, who had not covered her face yet: "Jiang Sui, thank you, good night." ”

"Good night."

Jiang Sui smiled faintly, watched Xiang Baiwei close the curtain between the two, pulled the small thin blanket by himself, and lay down to sleep.

Early the next morning, Xiang Baiwei took the list she had made in advance and went to find the girls who had nothing to do at home, as well as the widowed women who lived at home.

Xiang Bai Wei gave them a salary of 20 yuan a month, which is equivalent to half of the salary of the workers in the formal factory, and for this reason, Xiang Bai Wei specially emphasized what the level of this salary is.

Sure enough, after learning that the twenty yuan was half a month's salary for ordinary workers, the people she was looking for readily agreed and expressed their willingness to help in her workshop.

Although many of them are still not optimistic about Xiang Baiwei's fruit processing career, and they are willing to go or go for the twenty yuan, Xiang Baiwei does not care about these small details.

When the workshop is turned into a factory, these people will be glad that they have found them in the morning.

Although the workers chosen, none of them knew how to make jam and preserved fruit.

Xiang Baiwei, the only one who understands, can only teach her slowly in person.

So although her small fruit processing workshop has opened, it is not much different from before it opened.

On the opening day, some firecrackers were set off, and the big guys were lively.

But after that, Xiang Baiwei asked people to guard the door and not let them in.

Because she has to start teaching her workers how to make jam and preserved fruits, she can't let people steal from them.

Finally, after three or four days of serious teaching, the first batch of workers were finally able to start making jam.

After the finished product came out, Xiang Baiwei tasted it, and she was barely satisfied and acceptable.

Although the taste is very similar to the one I made before, the sweetness and sourness are not enough, and it is estimated that the heat is not well grasped when I make it.

Of course, the proportions and proportions are all strictly in accordance with Xiang Baiwei's requirements.

Xiang Baiwei looked at the table of jams, muttered for a while, and smiled at the first batch of workers sitting nervously next to him: "It's not bad, but it's not accurate enough to handle the heat, it's okay, just practice more." ”

There were only three people in charge of the fire, and when they heard Xiang Bai Wei say this, the three of them lowered their heads together, and they were all a little embarrassed.

"Okay, don't be discouraged," Xiang Bai Wei tapped the table lightly, motioning for everyone to look up at him, "These jams are not bad, you can divide the jam and take it home to eat." ”

"How is this possible? Isn't this kind of thing made to be kept and sold? How dare we eat it! Although the person who said this said no, his eyes were glued to the jam.

"I was going to give you this batch of jam, and by the way, let you taste what it tastes like, but I don't think it's appropriate for me to do it alone."

Xiang Bai Wei smiled and pushed the row of jam forward, "You can share it yourself, I won't mix it up, if it's delicious, I will share it with the neighbors by the way, so that they can also love to eat, so that our business will be easy to do in this way." ”

After Xiang Baiwei said this, she didn't care about how the rest of the jam was divided, turned her head and continued to tinker with those machines, adjusting the production plan by the way.

Towards the end of the evening, the workers who got off work left the small workshop with two bottles of jam and a bag of preserved fruits.

The villagers, who hadn't seen enough of the bustle, found the half-truths and half-truths among the workers who were familiar with them, and the lively ones, who had been staring at what they had brought out from the beginning, thinking if they could share a little bit of it.

The next night, while reading a book, Jiang Sui took a break and chatted with Xiang Baiwei, mentioning what he had heard at school by the way.

It is said that the preserved jam that was distributed to Bai Wei is very popular, and several children have been hungry for this bite, and the bold child dared to steal the jam while the parents were not paying attention.

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