Chapter 48: Do you want to rebel?

Thunderstorms always come in a hurry and go quickly.

When Zijuan and Ren Quan changed their clothes and returned to the main hall, the thunder outside had stopped. God seemed to have finally calmed down, or he was completely helpless against a monster, put away ***** and lightning, and stopped.

Zhang Qian, who had previously held a carbon strip and had a pen in his pen, had already sat back on Hu's bed, half paralyzed, and sobered up leisurely. The "Heavenly Book" he had described was rolled into a volume by himself and placed quietly in a corner of the table, as if it was a pupa that had entered the dormant period. I don't know when it would break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly.

Seeing that Zhang Qian's face had returned to normal and was sure that he would not suffer from the disaster, Ren Quan walked forward with a wet bandage and tentatively asked to chat: "Young man, are you finished doing this?"

"I'm done!" Zhang Qian had just solved the first problem after traveling to the Tang Dynasty. He was in a good mood. He sat up straight and smiled and signaled: "Thank you for your hard work tonight. Come and have a tea!"

After saying that, he took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Ren Quan.

"I dare not, I dare not! I will do it myself, I will do it myself. Zhe killed, Zhe killed! Young man Zhe killed." The status of the two sides was very different. How dare Ren Quan let Zhang Qian give him tea? He rushed up in a panic, and before the other party grabbed the teacup, he hugged it in his arms, and then bowed deeply.

"This is not outside, don't be so polite!" Zhang Qian's reaction was a little slow. The key was that he didn't expect Ren Quanhui to react so much. He smiled and waved his hand gently.

"No, not polite. It is already an honor for the young man to give tea. I dare not let the young man bring water to the young man. Otherwise, my young man will definitely clean up me again!" Holding the tea, Ren Quan smiled embarrassedly. Then, he quickly turned the topic back to the point, "Report to the young man, you have already asked the young man that you arranged to ask Mr. Cui before. There are 22 tenants who have rented your land, ranging from 20 to 50 acres. Among them, 16 households still owe your tenant rent, at least one stone, and at most three and a half stones. Some of them still owe the famine borrowed from the farm in summer. Mr. Cui has recorded every note, and can be found at any time on the Hu account."

"There are so many?" Unexpectedly, two-thirds of the tenants still owed the tenant rent, and exclaimed in surprise from Zhang Qian's mouth.

"That is why the butler decided to pick up the Wang family, who owes the most debt, and I didn't expect to lose your face!" Ren Quan seemed to have a good relationship with Butler Cui, and he said good things to the other party as he did. "The butler said that he knew that he was impatient in this matter. Please, please forgive me. He, he is willing to come to the Wang family to come to the door to apologize tomorrow with his Jingtou on his back!"

"Is he still apologizing for the crime? He is not afraid that the Wang family will really use the thorn to kill him!" Zhang Qian curled his lips and looked down on the butler's self-punishment suggestions. "Forget it, let's talk about this matter. If you are a manager, there is not much rent in total. Forcing the tenant to pay it is too bad. I want the tenant to do some work for me to compensate the tenant to rent. What do you think?!"

"Using work to compensate for the rent, really?!" Fearing that he didn't hear it clearly, Ren Quan asked with his eyes widened. When he found out that Zhang Qian was not joking, he quickly put down the teacup and bowed to the ground, "My Zhang Shaolang, you are really a living Bodhisattva! Now, those tenants must line up to kowtow to you!"

"Even if you kowtow, they don't care, I still care!" Zhang Qian smiled and waved his hand in a daze. "I mainly know that they can't pay the rent even if they force them to pay. Instead of forcing an enemy, it's better to find a way out for them."

It is too unrealistic to change the entire Tang Dynasty! Zhang Qian asked himself that he was not capable enough and did not have the courage to be the second Shang Yang who was broken by a car. Therefore, Zhang Qian could only find an appropriate excuse first and find a way to help the tenants gradually get rid of the current production method of digging food in the soil. Then, he guided them step by step into the original industrial workshop he opened.

Even though the original industrial workshops opened by themselves were ten times more simple than the most humble workshops in the 21st century, it was also a brand new way of production for the current Tang Dynasty.

Although the dragon-slaying technique has made fierce criticisms of the primitive accumulation of capitalism, it also affirms the advanced nature of industrial production and the efficiency of creating wealth, which is far beyond that of traditional agricultural society.

In other words, even pigs in industrial society occupy more food than ordinary people in small peasant society. This is not nice to say, but it is a fact that has been tested by history.

"Zhang Shaolangjun, you must let them kowtow this end. Even if you sit in the house without showing up, you must let them kowtow!" Ren Quan spent a little more effort before accepting Zhang Qian's explanation. Then, he bowed his hands again and insisted on his own point of view. "Otherwise, they will definitely not feel at ease. Usually, the boss is looking for tenants to work, and it is good to be able to manage food. When will you pay wages? Although you don't pay wages, it also offsets their rent?! This bodhisattva heart must be remembered for a lifetime. So, no one will forget about something that is so heartless in two years! But..."

After hesitating for a moment, he added carefully: "If you do this, those tenants who do not owe you rent will definitely feel unfair. Even if they don't say it on their lips."

"I also notify them to work in the village." Zhang Qian had already thought of a countermeasure and waved his hand happily, "They don't owe my tenant rent. I will pay them wages. Every day, every day, every day, give them ten, five, and pay them five, and then take care of them three a day and two meals a day. What do you think?"

According to the purchasing power of Xiaomi, Zhang Qian believes that a Kaiyuan Tongbao can be worth about ten yuan in the 21st century. The recruitment standard of fifty yuan a day and two meals will probably be directly spit on the face of force workers in Xi'an in the 21st century. Therefore, he was very hesitant when setting the salary standard and was ready to adjust according to Ren Quan's opinion at any time.

Unexpectedly, after the words came out, Ren Quan immediately shook his head into a rattle, "Too many, too many, young man, it's not that his subordinates talk too much. As the saying goes, "Super Mien, you want to find a way out for the tenants to help them survive the disaster. You understand this kindness. But if you give too much, you will be regarded as fools, and then they will become more and more frustrated. Usually, the owner will give work to the tenants, so they respect them. It's enough to take care of two meals a day and give a pair of shoes at the end of the work. Who has ever given copper coins? Don't shake your head, their stomachs are not like you, and they can only eat a bowl of soup cakes (noodles) per meal. If they eat openly, each person can make a bucket of rice!"

"Five yuan is more than five?" Unexpectedly, the daily salary of fifty yuan became a high salary. Zhang Qian glared his eyes widened, and then quickly changed his mind and decided not to listen to Ren Quan's advice. "I don't give them money, what do they take to pay for my tenant rent! OK, that's it. Everyone, as long as they come to work, they will pay five yuan a day, regardless of whether they owe me tenant rent. They can't settle them in a unified manner. They can't do a winter job, and by the Chinese New Year, they still haven't paid off the famine!"

"Some families really can't pay it back, my young man!" Ren Quan grinned and continued to shake his head, "For example, the Wang family not only owes you rice, but also owes you debts. Even if you give his family five cents a day, their men will have to work for more than half a year to pay it back. What's more, their men are still lying on the kang, and they may not be able to get up for a while!"

"The Wang family's debt has been forgiven, I have to keep my word!" Zhang Qian frowned and thought for a while, and made up for the omissions according to Ren Quan's reminder. "Other families, if they owe more debts, they will come to work, and I will settle the wages for them according to the head. Not only men, but married women can also come and cook for those who work!"

"That's great! Young man, I'll bow to you first!" I admired Zhang Qian and was grateful to Ren Quan, and he took a step back and bowed to the ground again.

"Don't bow. If you think it's a good thing and it's practical, I'll help me arrange it tomorrow!" Zhang Qian waved his hand and arranged with a smile.

Although he didn't have a good impression of Ren Quan when he first met. However, after dating for a long time, he discovered many advantages from this person. Especially the two things that are capable and broad in their horizons are very rare for servants. Therefore, he is willing to entrust some things to this person to take responsibility.

"Young man respects his subordinates, and he will do his best!" Ren Quan was also proud of being able to help Zhang Qian. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and responded sincerely.

Then he took two steps forward and reminded very solemnly, "Young man, you are easy to gather. My subordinates also know that you are a Bodhisattva and don't care about these expenses. But what about work, what can they do? You can't let people enter your alchemy room casually!"

"That's not an alchemy room, that's a production workshop!" The distillation process was good, and the guy who was mysteriously transformed into an alchemy. Zhang Qian rolled his eyes in anger and corrected it seriously. "The people recruited just now cannot be brought to the production workshop. The sales of Liushen Hualu cannot use so many people working. Now I think, just build a wall for Zhuangzi and build it with soil. I won't be able to do it next time I come back and I will be meddling in other people's business!"

In his vision, Liushen Hualu will definitely take the high-end route in the future. Fengyoujing and Wanjinyu will have to temporarily take a few waves of "hunger marketing" and then gradually expand production capacity. Therefore, the current production staff is enough, and no matter how many, it will not be easy to keep it confidential.

The newly recruited personnel must also do some miscellaneous work, cultivate a certain degree of organization and discipline, and then eliminate the scammers and cheaters in order to be used as real industrial workers. At that time, he will definitely find other best-selling products and build a second original "sweatshop".
Chapter completed!