The sun in the afternoon is no longer as poisonous as noon. The occasional wind blows and makes people feel cool. The owners of the grain shop have added vegetables, and the hired people have also figured out that those people are the farmers of the Zhang and Wang family. The food was taken care of by the master, and he ate happily and stopped clamoring.
But when I waited to work on the ground, I realized that when I bent over, the food in my stomach surged upwards. I had to endure the uncomfortable while sighing that I had eaten the food.
Naturally, Zhang Wang’s farmers will not be able to eat as long as those who have not eaten food in eight lifetimes. They only eat a seven-point full, and the rest of the food will continue to be eaten after they have finished their work and heated it up.
Two hours later, the farmers of Zhang Wang’s family harvested all the remaining rice, threshed the grains, and drooled after irrigation. After a while, they rushed to deliver them to the warehouse. The rest of the meal is ready to be eaten hot.
"Listen, everyone, don't eat it, take it home quickly and give it to the people in the family. Someone here asks us to eat. There is no soup for fungus, and there will be no shortage of other things, and wages."
Without waiting for the farmers to heat up the food, Steward Zhang ran over and shouted to everyone.
The dealer didn't even ask, divide the meal, bring more people in whoever has more people, turn around and run home, they are absolutely convinced of the master's house now, they can do whatever they want.
Steward Zhang looked at the scattered people, smiled, and instructed those who followed him, "Bring everything you prepared."
After speaking, he walked to the place between water and clouds.
The bosses in the water and cloud are becoming more and more dissatisfied with the help they got. They did a good job in the morning, but they spent a lot of money at noon, which turned out to be one hundred and twenty on everyone's body. There is no way for the money, the price of the food is three times more expensive than the normal price, plus the money for one hundred and thirty wen.
I only ate twenty-six taels of silver for a meal. At first, it cost more than ten taels a day.
The most annoying thing is that these people are full and drunk. They start working in the afternoon but are not as clean as the morning. They stand up and rub their stomachs after a few cuts. At this rate, they can’t do it for three days. Finish.
"Brother Jin, we can't go on like this anymore. Let's not have money and nowhere to spend. Let's see what they do. The dealers on the bank are doing much faster than them, and the food is not bad. Where is the help? It's clearly an ancestor."
Lu Dong's house looked through the window and shook his head helplessly.
"Poor people, it is hard to eat something delicious, so I can't afford to work, naturally I don't have the energy to work, and I will tell them when work is over in the evening, I really want to turn my face, and where can I find someone? Waiting for someone to cut it in person?"
Jin Dongjia can think of the reason, and at the same time there is no good way, he said angrily: "If you blame the helpers, it is better to complain about the Zhangjiazhuang people, it is too bad, and deliberately ran to eat together, and the food was so good. , I don’t believe they eat that way when they work?"
"Jin Dongjia, you are really wrong. I didn’t have these talents during the harvest a few days ago. What I can eat is whole lamb soup, which is no less expensive than this. We did not intentionally harm you when we asked them to cut the rice. It’s going to rain this day. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the local old people. They know the climate here best."
Just after Jin Dongjia’s words fell, Mr. Zhang turned in from the doorway and explained, but his eyes were telling them that he was a bit like a villain to treat a gentleman's belly.
"It's raining? Manager Zhang, haven't you been joking?" After hearing this, Jin Dongjia shivered, afraid of what is coming, staring at Manager Zhang, wanting to know if he is a lie.
Steward Zhang smiled and sighed again, "Jin Dongjia, do you think I'm okay, and come here to tell you something nonsense? You don't think it's cooler in the afternoon, and it's a little stuffy? Wind? Get up, look at the sky, it will be like night immediately."
As the housekeeper Zhang said, he walked to the window and pushed the other two windows open. Sure enough, a gust of wind swept in, whirled in the room, and then blew out from the other window.
"How? Do you feel more comfortable? Hey... We are really afraid that when the rain falls, the things in the ground will be over, otherwise, why should we call people back? The mountain has not been repaired yet."
Manager Zhang opened his arms, standing in front of the window feeling the coolness of the wind, and said quietly.
What the owners felt was not the coolness, but the coldness, not just the fear that their seeds would be exhausted after the rain, but also the fear of Zhang Wang and Zhuangzi.
As Steward Zhang said, only the elderly in this place can know how the local climate has changed. Steward Zhang deliberately delayed a few days and asked them to get things done in the shop before harvesting. It turned out to be for this. Preparation for the rain.
what to do? What should I do? It seems that the rain is about to fall, and I can’t say it will last tomorrow morning. The seeds in the field don’t need to be planted anymore. When the time comes, there will be those that are not moldy. Just plant them with sprouts, but they can be planted this season. Is it
"Steward Zhang, you can't be so cheating, let us throw the money in the ground, and we will lose money. The shops in Beijing are all bought according to your requirements. Now if you give it to you, you will give us something like this. ?"
Wang Dongjia stood up suddenly, took two steps to the front of Manager Zhang, and said with a sad face, holding his arm.
"Wang Dongjia, if you have something to say, what we gave you is correct. Put it on the ground and wait for you to cut it. The reason why we didn't cut it for you is afraid that you suspect that we have replaced other seeds. Take pains to know."
Steward Zhang hid from the side, still did not get away from Wang Dongjia's hand, so he could only persuade him quietly.
"No, it's not like that, Mr. Zhang, you guys know it's going to rain, why didn't you tell us a few days earlier?" The veins on Wang Dongjia's hands are all up, showing how hard he has worked.
Hearing this, Manager Zhang's face sank, his eyes widened, and he said, "Wang Dongjia, what are you talking about? How can it be a few days earlier? If we know it a few days earlier, we will accept it a few days earlier. Take a look at the tiredness of our dealers, and compare the speed at which you find helpers to work. Don’t you know how much energy the dealers have sold
The talented Jin Dongjia complained that the food that Zhuangzi gave to the farmers was good, and the hearts of the people were long. The farmers worked desperately, so they didn't even give them meals? Our Zhang Wang family can't do that kind of thing. Even so, the dealer will have to raise it for a few days to get over.
The master said, in a while, I will give the farmers better things, buy some sheep, kill them for them, where to find such a good farmers, look at those of you, the better you eat, the worse you will do. . "
"Housekeeper Zhang, don’t be angry. If you have something to discuss, we made more money when we bought those shops. We had a thousand or eight hundred taels of silver. We don’t need that money. I will buy you a few more shops. You can help. Well, is there any way to make us lose less."
Lu Dong's family was afraid that Steward Zhang would be angry and leave at this time, so he walked over, pulled Wang Dong's away, and talked in a low voice.
"This way... I don't think about it. Don't worry, you guys, Zhuangzi won't just let it go, come, sit down and talk, let's discuss it long-term."
Manager Zhang helped Lu Dong's house to sit on the stool, where he frowned and thought about it.
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"Xiaobao, it seems that what people said is right. There is one old family as one treasure. We have so many treasures here. Look, this day is counted. That is called a standard. If it is raining today, it will rain today. , I also said that it must be midnight if it's midnight."
On Zhangjiazhuang's side, Wang Juan was adding vegetables to the thin cake. Seeing the sky outside was overcast, he said happily to Zhang Xiaobao.
"Yeah, let them make a false offer and ask them not to pay for the freight. I really think we are a scam? This time, if you don't get him a thousand, eight hundred taels of silver, my name, Zhang Xiaobao, will be written backwards."
Zhang Xiaobao’s child’s face showed a yin-yin smile, and it echoed there. He didn’t like to eat rolled cakes. He held the cake in one hand and chopsticks in the other. The spring cakes were usually eaten at the beginning of spring. When he did, he took it out to the dealer to eat, oh, people call it a spring plate.
Wang Juan didn’t understand why Zhang Xiaobao didn’t like rolling it. When she finished the cake, he saw that Zhang Xiaobao had eaten more than half a two-inch square cake and had eaten several mouthfuls of the dish before he understood that it was a waste of time. .
Even when he was eating shredded pork with Beijing sauce with a little broth, Zhang Xiaobao didn't roll it up. He just held the cake in his hand under the chopsticks and shredded pork.
After taking a bite of the cake, Wang Juan took another bite of the vegetable separately and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and said, "Except for the taste of hot sauce, everything else is almost the same."
"Just those things, they are almost the same." Zhang Xiaobao picked up the second cake again.
"Xiaobao, even if our people help them harvest, maybe they won't be able to finish it in the middle of the night? They still have to lose some." Wang Juan asked suspiciously.
Zhang Xiaobao was eating at the bottom, nodded, waited to swallow the food, and then said, "Of course, let alone it's too late. If it really doesn't happen, I have to ask them to delay for a while. The reason has been found. It’s too tiring to work during the day. This is to help them desperately."
While speaking, Zhang Xiaobao used his chopsticks to get a little fermented bean curd, squeezed it in his mouth, and continued with a double click:
"It is to make them lose part. The ones they buy are calculated. One is sold to the people they have contacted, and the other is grown by their own. If they lose, we don’t have to find buyers elsewhere. , Kindly sell it to them."
"Xiaobao, you are still that bad, I see. The amount you are going to lose is exactly the amount of rice left after we left the seeds. Come on, Xiaobao, this piece of stinky tofu will be rewarded to you."