The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

The canteen is divided into the back kitchen, display room and front hall by partitions, and a counter is set up near the door for checkout.

There are a few simple wooden tables and chairs in the front hall.

It is called a canteen, but it is more like a small restaurant next to the workshop.

The children who bought breakfast have already occupied two tables and are eating with relish.

There was a frequent sound of swallowing saliva around.

A worker who was brave enough to speak to the counter clerk said, "Hey, bro, the food sold in this canteen is so cheap? How much is the food?"

The waiter smiled and replied, "Lunch is sold by portion. One meat dish and one vegetable dish with a bowl of rice costs six cents, and two meat dishes and one vegetable dish costs eight cents. Soup is free."

After he finished speaking, he paused and explained to everyone, "This price is set by the boss. Our boss has a big business and many friends. The rice and flour used in the canteen are purchased at the best price, and the cost is lower than outside. Moreover, the canteen's supply is not for making money, but to take care of the workshop workers, which is one of the benefits."

The bell rings, and it's time to go to work.

The workers' feet were light as they left the canteen.

"Brother Duobao, if the canteen doesn't make money, won't it lose money?" Bai Xiang bit into a fragrant meat bun, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

Jin Duobao had his mouth full of noodles. He wanted to scream "Hi" when he heard the words, but almost spit out the noodles. He quickly slurped them before speaking again.

"What's the loss? How could my father do business at a loss?

The rice and flour in the canteen are all bought from Uncle Guo, and he only pays for the transportation costs!

And Uncle Gan, his family is engaged in poultry and livestock farming, and he was also fleeced by my father. Yesterday, he came with the car team to scold my father for being a profiteer. He cut the shipping price of his chickens, ducks, fish, sheep and pigs in half, and the little money he paid was only enough to buy pig intestines...

He won’t lose money! It’s true that he doesn’t make any money.”

The little fat boy kept selling out his father with a look of disgust on his face.

The children burst into laughter when they heard this.

Baixiang is small, and when he sits on a stool his short legs dangle in the air, and when he is happy his feet swing.

She felt that the workers were all happy, and when they were happy they would like this workshop.

Just like she likes her current home and is good to her family, the workers will also be good to the workshop in the future, right?

If I treat you well and you treat me well, everyone will be very happy.

Yan Changqing was taught since childhood not to talk while eating or sleeping. After arriving in Yuxi Village, he adapted to the local customs and made some changes. He also spoke very little while eating.

Even if he doesn't speak, he will listen carefully when others speak, which shows his great self-cultivation.

Jin Duobao felt particularly comfortable seeing him like this, "Yan Changqing, will you come to my house later? You haven't been to my house yet! You asked others to give you gifts on the day you moved in!"

Yan Changqing curved his lips and nodded, "Okay."

On the day the Jin family moved into the village, he was not unwilling to go over to give gifts and have a meal.

But if he really went, the elders of the Jin family would become reserved.

"Brother Duobao's house has a swing! It's so fun! I'm full, you guys take your time eating, and then we'll go swing together after we're done!" Bai Xiang was missing the swing at Jin's house, so he said something to his friends and jumped off the stool. He went to the display room and ordered another big bag of meat buns, and then ran out of the canteen.

Bai Xiang caught up with the brother and sister who kept looking back, and gave each of them a big meat bun. "Here, eat it. Brother Duobao will treat you! You're welcome!"

When she was eating just now, these two people were standing near her, and she could hear their stomachs rumbling, craving for her meat buns.

Jin Duobao and his group of children followed behind, "Bai Xiang, why are you dividing the buns? Let's go swing on the swing!"

“They don’t have money to buy buns for now, but they can buy them themselves after they get paid by the workshop.

If grandpa and grandma were here, they would help them too.

If I hadn’t been picked up and brought home, I wouldn’t be able to afford to eat buns now.

Let’s go! I’m going to go home first, let grandpa and grandma have some big meat buns, and then I’ll play on the swing with you guys!”

The little kid jumped into the Boy Scout group and fed Jin Duobao a small green ball with his backhand.

She and her brother ate a lot of food and used the little green balls as rewards.

The children left laughing and playing, and even after they had walked a long way, their cheerful and innocent laughter could still be heard behind them.

Meng Liu looked at the steamed bun in her hand that was still emitting warmth, and her eyelashes became moist.

What Granny Lu said about the people in Yuxi Village being kind-hearted is true.

"Yuanyuan, eat."

Meng Yuan pursed her lips, looked at the figure gradually disappearing in the distance, and lowered her head to eat a meat bun.

The little boy remembered in his heart all those who had done him and his sister good.

……

The Jin family's living room.

Old Master Jin and Jin Qian came to discuss matters around the table. A man in brocade clothes, about 27 or 28 years old, was standing next to them, listening in. It was none other than Gan Tongjin, the eldest son of the Gan family, who came in a car to scold the profiteer as Jin Duobao had mentioned.

"The managers transferred from the Fucheng Tea House have already started work. With them leading the way, the workers will be able to master the job in a few days."

"In addition, the fleet will regularly transport tea from other places for roasting. Autumn Pu'er has been put into the warehouse. Although the quantity of winter tea and snow tea is small, it is not a problem to ensure the operation of the workshop in winter. Starting from next spring, if there is enough manpower and time, we can also add mountain delicacies and dried goods roasting to the workshop."

"The new wine shop will open in ten days. We will implement our previous ideas and focus on Baixiang wine and health wine. The several medicinal wine recipes given by Doctor Yu will come in handy."

"By next spring at the latest, Huimin Tea Workshop and Distillery will become famous. That's when we can really ride the wave."

The father and son were full of confidence in their future prospects, but Gan Tongjin had a blank expression on his face.

Next spring?

He was not sure whether he could ride the wind or the waves, but what he was sure of was that by then his family’s livestock farm had been plundered by the Jin family.

He regretted so much that he had been fooled by the money and agreed to only take the dividends and not interfere in the operation of the workshop.

I couldn't help it. I repeated the word "忍" a thousand times in my mind, but I still couldn't help it.

Gan Tongjin knocked the money on the table in front of him with a dull face and looked at him with squinted eyes, "You didn't tell us that you would pay the workers so much, nor did you tell us that the workshop would have to pay us for food. How much can we make in a year by doing business like this? If we divide the profits even more, will the Gan family get enough to cover the losses of my livestock farm?"

In a large workshop with a thousand people, the average monthly salary per person is at least 20% higher than that of workshops outside!

There was also the useless canteen. When he heard the price of the meals, he wanted to jump up and hit Money Come's head!

Are you going to use the money of these fools for charity?

The big pie in the sky hasn't even come into sight, but several of these companies have already been fleeced!

Unfortunately, I have signed a contract with the Jin family and I can’t run away even if I want to!

What a fucking scam!

Before he could find a hundred words to express his anger, a bunch of little brats came rushing in at the Jin family's gate, their bright smiles choking Gan Tongjin's anger in his throat, and he didn't have time to spit it out.

It's not good to embarrass the Jin family in front of the little kid.

He snorted with a sad face, and saw that the father and son of the Jin family straightened their backs and sat upright, even their expressions became serious.

Gan Tongjin suddenly thought of something and shifted his gaze to the children coming in again. He caught sight of the calm and noble little boy walking at the end.