Dressed as a little farmer's lucky treasure, God sends blessings and asks for forgiveness

Naturally, the children could not escape the fate of practicing martial arts, but when they learned that Peng Wencai was leaving, everyone was still reluctant to let him go.

During the time they spent together, Peng Wencai was very kind to the children. He taught them a lot of experiences in the business world and at the dinner table, and let the children listen to many stories.

After lunch, several children insisted on asking Peng Wencai to tell them stories.

Peng Wencai was very happy and told the children two business stories and a story about how to behave in society.

The children all felt something after listening to it, as if another door to a new world had been opened.

Zhao Shimin listened with great interest, and Zhao Shiying also liked it very much.

Even Zhao Guocheng, Wang Ronghua, Grandma Sun and Old Man Tai were listening nearby.

It is said that everyone becomes a person with a story when they reach a certain age. In fact, that is their experience.

When it was almost time, everyone dispersed.

Peng Wencai went to the workshop to help.

The next day, after breakfast, Peng Wencai said goodbye to the Zhao family.

"Brother Zhao, wait for my news. I am grateful for your kindness. Just wait and see how I perform in the future." After saying this, Peng Wencai bowed to Zhao Guocheng and Wang Ronghua.

"Brother Peng, you're worrying too much. We don't need these empty formalities. As long as you are fine, we will be very happy." Zhao Guocheng quickly helped the man up.

"Goodbye, see you later." Peng Wencai's eyes instantly turned red and he bowed to Zhao Guocheng.

"Take care!" Zhao Guocheng was also very reluctant to leave.

After Peng Wencai left, the atmosphere in the Zhao family became a little depressed, but in the end, busy work occupied the rest of their time.

The tenth day of the first lunar month is the day when the workshop opens.

It is also the day when grocery stores open.

Qin Ming drove the ox cart to Wangjia Village early in the morning to deliver goods, and the rest of the work was handed over to Wang Haiming. Zhao Shiying did not go this time because there were many things to do in the main workshop opening. Liu Chuanshan and Liu Qizong came to the workshop and followed Liu Chuanmu to make umbrellas. Although everyone was curious, they did not delve into it. After all, it was inconvenient. They did not think about stealing these production skills, as long as they did their job well.

"Someone is outside selling goods. Send two people out to bring the goods in." Zhao Guocheng said as he walked in and then entered the workshop.

Zhao Shisheng and Zhao Shihui were also outside receiving the goods.

Zhao Shiying came to the umbrella-making workshop and was looking at the results of the work done by several people over the past few days.

"We have made five umbrellas in total in the past few days, and there are more than ten umbrella ribs. Three of them are ready for sale. Take a look." Liu Chuanmu said with a smile.

The three of them hadn't had much rest in the past few days. They were busy from morning till night. Today, the workshop opened and they were waiting for Zhao Shiying to come and see it before deciding on the style of the umbrella. Then they finished painting the other two patterns.

"This is good, it looks nice. You can put some flowers, plants, poems, or cute characters, animals, or a simple story on the umbrella surface. You can design it. Of course, try not to make it too complicated, just simple and beautiful." After seeing it, Zhao Shiying felt that Liu Qizon was really talented in painting.

"Then I feel relieved." Liu Chuanmu nodded.

"All three are fine, the colors are different, and the paintings are suitable. Very good, you can make a few more samples, and then make them according to this. I think we should make six styles, three colors, and make 200 first, and then you can change the style." Zhao Shiying nodded.

Several people were very happy to hear this and nodded to say that they would make it well. Zhao Guocheng was surprised. He didn't expect that his daughter could really make an umbrella.

And it’s such a beautiful oil-paper umbrella. I heard that it’s stronger and more durable than the ones outside, and most importantly, it’s cheaper than the ones outside.

Zhao Guocheng feels that the road ahead will only become smoother and smoother.

After finishing explaining things here, Zhao Guocheng and Zhao Shiying went out.

Old Man Tai came to the workshop originally intending to arrest people, but when he saw that everyone was busy, he joined in to help collect the goods. Only after he had collected all the goods from the villagers who had lined up in a long line, were the few people released.

The old man took a few children to the mountains.

The goods at the door of the workshop are moved inside by the people working in the workshop.

"Wife, I guess we need to hire some people for the workshop. How about hiring a few more?" Zhao Guocheng asked.

"I think it's okay, go ahead." Wang Ronghua nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll go find the village chief when I'm not busy and start recruiting workers after lunch. But what are the requirements? We need to discuss it first." Zhao Guocheng said.

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The two talked for a while and then went back to their own business.

After lunch, the village chief struck the gong and the whole village gathered at the threshing ground.

The weather was still very cold at this time. Not to mention that you would freeze into a lump of ice if you went out, you had to put your hands in your sleeves and the breath you exhaled was white mist.

Although it wasn't snowing and the weather was okay, it was cold.

“I don’t know what this group is about?”

"Yes, I just saw Zhao Laoer coming. Could it be that Zhao Laoer's workshop is recruiting again? Then I will definitely sign up."

"Then I'll sign up too. It's a good thing. I can make money before the Chinese New Year is over. Who wouldn't want it?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Village Chief Zhao asked everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone, please be quiet. We asked you to gather here because the Zhao workshop is recruiting workers. This time, ten people are being recruited. Those who are interested should hurry up and sign up. The rest of you can leave." Village Chief Zhao said.

Many people rushed forward to register, even women wanted to sign up.

After some deliberation, Zhao Guocheng and Wang Ronghua stated the conditions.

Many people were eliminated.

Now that there are half fewer people, it will be much easier to choose.

"Everyone line up. If anyone cuts in line and disobeys orders, I, Zhao Guocheng, will definitely not choose him." Zhao Guocheng said.

The people below lined up obediently waiting to be selected.

Zhao Guocheng asked Wang Ronghua to choose.

"Everyone, stretch out your hands and place them like this. I will check them." After saying this, Wang Ronghua gave everyone a demonstration.

Then start checking them one by one.

She only had to pass by them once to see clearly.

Just for this trip, Wang Ronghua selected sixteen people.

The rest were eliminated again.

Some people were dissatisfied and raised questions.

"How come they can be elected but we can't?" someone asked, dissatisfied.

Wang Ronghua had already thought of this possibility.

"Because your hands are dirty, it means you don't pay much attention to hygiene. My workshop is for food. If you don't pay attention to hygiene and make the customers sick, who will be responsible for the loss? This is how you lose more than you gain. So, look at these ten people. Their hands and clothes are old and patched, but they are clean and their clothes are neatly ironed. Although we are farmers, we must also pay attention to hygiene and love cleanliness." Wang Ronghua finished speaking.

The man lowered his head, looked at his hands, and then looked at those people's hands. There is no harm without comparison.

His hands are really dirty!

Now I accept defeat with all my heart.