Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Chapter 1079 Why go every day?
Zhou Banxia didn't know what her father-in-law wanted to see her father about, but what business did she have here?

There's so much to say, but it's getting late.

Other things are not urgent. Let me have another sip of ginseng tea before I go. I'm tired from leaving early and returning late every day. Hasn't the brick kiln officially started production?

Is it that the accountant in charge is incompetent, or are the outside hires showing signs of shirking their duties while you're not there?

Just replace it.

Why go every day?
"The wheat harvest will be coming in a month or so. We are farmers, and the brick kiln is busy, so we only get two days off a month. We should be understanding."

The harvest in everyone's fields depends on whether the weather is kind to them. If the harvest isn't good, people won't be allowed to go home. But we can't stop here either. That's what Dad is busy with today.

Fortunately, most of the men, young and old, who could work at the brick kiln had little land at home, and some were even looking for higher rewards, preferring to hire help from their families rather than take a few extra days off.

That's right!
You get two days off per month without losing pay, but you won't get the full attendance bonus if you take leave for non-wedding or funeral reasons. It's definitely more cost-effective to hire someone from home.

Zhou Banxia absolutely refuses to admit that the reason she introduced various rewards, including the perfect attendance award, was simply to put a carrot in front of a donkey and manipulate other people's behavior.

She simply rewards merit, and since she can't personally monitor everyone's performance, she can only try to be fair through various rules and regulations.

Those who are capable and hardworking will be generously rewarded and have opportunities for promotion; conversely, those who are lazy and cunning will try to get her high wages and enjoy various benefits.

What are you daydreaming about!

She gave her the opportunity. If every farmhand took leave to go home and work on their own farm during the busy farming season, what would happen to her workshop? Would it still be able to operate normally?

You can't have your cake and eat it too. Her father is truly kind-hearted, putting himself in others' shoes and thinking of their needs.

"Some people are afraid that if they go back to harvest, their jobs will be taken over by others. It's hard to say. Everyone outside says you're kind and honest, and there are plenty of people who want to work for you."

sweat!
I'm so ashamed!
Seeing Zhou Sishun's proud expression as he spoke the word "honest," and the way he glared at her, Zhou Banxia shrank back, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"Hmph, I'd be eager to do your work, but the food is so good, they provide two meals a day, and each meal even includes a meat dish. Even your old man would want to take the work!"

Zhou Banxia dared not argue that the "meat" in those dishes didn't cost more than a few copper coins; it was either offal or scraps of bean products.

After all, they own their own tofu shop, and the oil wasn't a freebie from the soap-supplying workshop. Gu's uncle didn't charge his competitors much either.

Even though it's called a meat dish, it shouldn't contain too much cabbage, radish, dried vegetables, or pickled vegetables. There's a special manager overseeing how much meat can be used in a single dish.

If the budget is exceeded, no one needs to report it to her; the accountant will be the first to refuse to approve the next month's purchase expenses. The results will only be available after the next level of manager cross-checks the information.

It's a very standard procedure, implemented according to rules and regulations, and there's absolutely no way it could cause too much waste. The problem is that her father doesn't think that way, and no amount of explanation will help.

According to her father, even a small handful of pork cracklings in the largest iron pot would be considered a rare delicacy, so there was no need to waste money buying offal.

And there he was, glaring at us, "Dad, how can you make an ox work without feeding it? If we feed the oxen, they'll have more energy to work for us."

You think you're right?

"Whatever you say, Dad's going to find your father-in-law."

Thursday, Shunxin knew perfectly well that even if his daughter was generous, she would still keep track of the money. It was true, he was just being stingy; it was all his daughter's money that was being spent. Other business owners wanted to squeeze as much profit as possible from everyone involved, but his daughter was afraid of making too much. Even though soybean prices had gone up, she stubbornly refused to adjust prices.

She spouted a whole bunch of high-sounding principles, saying that everyone knows she stockpiled a lot of soybeans at low prices last year and wanted to take advantage of the rising soybean prices to adjust her prices. Her behavior was so ugly.

Honesty is the best policy in business, just like honesty in life. No wonder everyone is happy to get their goods from Sanya. You could say there are gains and losses, and he has built a good reputation.

Brother Wang (Shopkeeper Wang) always admired his daughter Sanya, praising her for being good at everything she did.

Whether his daughter Sanya knows how to do business or not, he, as her father, doesn't understand the ins and outs of it, so he can't teach his daughter.

That's fine. Just like what my older brother (Zhou Huan) said, let the kids play if they want to. It's not like we can't afford to lose all the money. As long as the kids are happy, that's all that matters.

When Zhou Huan casually pointed at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall when he said those words, Zhou Sishun immediately abandoned his idea of ​​saving money for his daughter.

His family has far too many paintings and calligraphy of similar value, not to mention those in the imperial mansion, there are several boxes of them in the Zhou family village that haven't been displayed yet.

Even here in Yuyuan, his third daughter has one, but she doesn't want to take it out at all, afraid that it won't be preserved well. So she has a copy she made herself framed and hung on the wall.

I must say, they're quite good at fooling people; the child's great-grandfather almost took it as the real thing.

It's a pity his third daughter is a girl; if she were a boy, she could certainly become an official...

"...Father, Father, Father, wait for me! The child is asleep, and I need to go to the main courtyard too. Father, what were you thinking about just now?"

On Thursday, I was lost in thought. I stood up but before I could even take a few more steps, my daughter grabbed my sleeve. "I wasn't thinking about anything, it's getting late."

"Is it my fault for talking too much? I hadn't even finished speaking before you ran off. Dad, hehe, I know." Zhou Banxia quickly tugged at her father's long sleeves.

"You're such a grown woman, a mother yourself, yet you still get all worked up and tug at your father's sleeve. Look, it's wrinkled. If you ask me, all that silk fabric is just for show."

"Yes, yes, yes, ordinary fabric is still the most reliable, just like cotton that doesn't wrinkle. I'm a mother myself, so what? Isn't she your daughter?"
"Dad, when I'm seventy or eighty and tugging at your sleeve, you can't say I'm already a grandmother or something. Let's go, Dad, does your knee still hurt?"

Which one should you answer first? Zhou Sishun chuckled and shook his head. As his daughter wished, he took her outstretched hand in his own. "Let's go, Dad's legs are fine."

"Don't you see how much beef tendon Dad ate? It cost so much money, how can he still be in pain? The child is asleep, shouldn't you go back inside and check on him before you go out?"

Tsk!
I want to see your grandson, but it's not right to say it directly; you're beating around the bush.

Zhou Banxia decisively turned her foot and pulled her father in the direction he wanted to go. At the same time, she took advantage of the moment to quickly mention her eldest sister.

Almost, she almost forgot to ask her father if he knew that her older sister had something to discuss with him these past few days.

It is said that her parents-in-law asked her father when he would be free, as they wanted to separate the family property.

Her in-laws said that after the family split up, she would live with her eldest son and daughter-in-law, but half of the family's belongings would have to go to the eldest son. The other sons and daughters-in-law were unhappy about this.

They said that the family was divided according to the rules. Since there were many brothers, their eldest brother would only get 40% at most, and that didn't even include the dowry that their eldest brother's son spent on getting married.

"Then why call Dad over? Things haven't been settled yet. If he really wanted to divide the family, he wouldn't have said to give half to the eldest son."

"If we agree, the others can say so too. No way, divide it however you want!"