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

Chen rushed out of the shop and stumbled back home.

After entering the wing room, he hugged the woman sitting in front of the bronze mirror and burst into tears, "Ruyu, your father is such a scoundrel! Wuuuuu!"

Zeng Ruyu's expression was numb and empty, her eyes fell on the bronze mirror, and seemed to pass through the bronze mirror and fall on an unknown place, her voice was faint, "Mom, it's the beginning of November today, right?

How much did the Yuxi Village Teahouse pay its employees? Five hundred taels? One thousand taels?

How much profit did you make? Three thousand taels? Four thousand taels?

I heard that the Lin family is also one of the owners of the teahouse. How much share can they get? One thousand taels? At least five hundred taels, right? "

After a pause, her voice became even more ethereal, and she turned her head to look at Chen, "When our shop was doing the best business, we seemed to have made more than two hundred taels a year? Is that right? The He family's business doesn't make more than a thousand taels a year, but it is considered well-known in Ma County..."

Chen was so frightened by her appearance that she forgot to cry.

Ever since my daughter met Lin Jiang in private, she has looked so depressed since she came back.

She knew that her daughter regretted it.

She also regretted it.

But who knew that the Lin family could turn things around and live better than before?

Huimin Tea Workshop pays monthly wages today.

The workers worked diligently, waiting for this day, and had been stretching their necks for two days.

"We started working in October, and today is already a month and two days. It's time to get paid, right?"

"I asked Manager Lin the other day, and he said we'll get paid today! If he says so, then there's no getting away. Let's wait a little longer. Isn't today only halfway over? There's still half a day left!"

"Yes, even if we can't trust others, can we not trust the Lin family? They will definitely not withhold our wages."

"It's not that I don't trust the Lin family. It's that the rice jar at home has been empty for a long time. The whole family is tightening their belts and waiting to get their wages to buy food!"

"I don't know how much I'll actually get. After I get the money, I'll go to the cafeteria to buy some meat dishes and bring them home to celebrate with my family and kids! The smell coming out of the cafeteria every day is so evil!"

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

As the workers were eagerly waiting, it was time to get off work at noon.

Three gong sounds.

Soon, the managers of each workshop appeared in front of the workers they were in charge of, their eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, "Good news! I know you have been waiting for a long time, and now I will start to pay you! Don't be anxious, don't crowd, come to me when your name is called to collect your salary!"

As soon as the steward finished speaking, someone came behind him with several large baskets.

The basket was filled with strings of copper coins.

Workers, "!!!"

The workers, "Ahhh! Aa ...

As the chief manager of the workshop, Lin Jiang has a special office in the workshop, where he usually discusses matters with his subordinates.

It is a small room with west and north windows, allowing plenty of light in during the day.

There are several wooden tables and two wooden chairs against the wall in the room. The furnishings are simple, and the most eye-catching thing is the thick income and expenditure account book on the table.

Lin Jiang's office desk was next to the west window. When he heard the thunderous cheers and screams coming from outside the window, he couldn't help laughing, and layers of smiles appeared in his black eyes.

"As a boss, the most unhappy thing is paying the workers. But you seem to be happier than when you got the wages. You are quite a strange person." The woman who was counting with a pen opposite raised her eyes to look at him, curling her lips in ridicule.

"There are tens of thousands of people in the world. Some like fame, some like wealth, some like to fight all over the world, and some like to stay in a corner. I like the joy of advancing and retreating together with the people around me. Everyone pursues different things. There is nothing strange about it. Just like Mr. Xu and Miss Xu, sometimes they are harsh in words, but they are actually warm-hearted. They like to help others instead of showing off, don't they?" Lin Jiang smiled and put his mind back to the account book. "I think the Jin family is just as happy today."

"Of course. The Jin family has helped countless people and earned a lot of money. They have both fame and fortune, and are one of the big winners."

"They did good deeds first, and they deserve fame and fortune. There are many wealthy businessmen in Darui, but very few are as generous as the Jin family."

Xu Enhui raised his eyes to look at the young man opposite him again, not knowing whether to say he was stupid or naive.

The Jin family is willing to give and do good deeds under certain conditions, because doing so can get them what they want more, and it all comes down to profit.

Looking at the ups and downs of Wutong Town, the people with truly kind hearts are the Lin family.

What a fool she is, just like her grandfather who is so stubborn and stubborn.

Xu Enhui lowered his eyes and put away the account book. "I also received my wages today. I want to try the food in the cafeteria. Want to eat together?"

"Okay," Lin Jiang nodded and stood up, his eyes shining, unusually excited, "We have to pass by various workshops anyway, why not listen to the excitement first?"

"Okay." Xu Enhui covered his lips and couldn't help laughing.

The man who used to look so gentle and steady, almost rigid, now had some of the spirit that a young man should have, and was quite amusing to watch.

Wages are being paid.

The steward read out the names one by one, and those who were called responded loudly.

"Aunt Wang! Nine hundred coins!"

"Meng Liu, nine hundred coins!"

……

"Li Wenxiu, one tael of silver!"

"Zhao Er, one tael of silver!"

……

"Boss Zhao, one string and two hundred coins!"

"Zhang Ling, one string and two hundred coins!"

"Yu Ahua, one string and two hundred coins!"

……

A few more clanging gongs sounded, suppressing the noisy crowd.

The manager cleared his throat and said, "In addition, the workshop has also distributed benefits. All the workers in the workshop can receive two kilograms of cotton and one or two hundred yuan of tea!"

Lin Jiang and Xu Enhui, who were listening to the noise outside, looked at each other and simultaneously raised their hands to cover their ears.

The next moment, screams and wolf howls shook the sky again, as if they were about to blow the roof off.

The two men who put down their hands also had the workers' joy on their faces and in their eyes.

The workshop was so noisy at the moment, with excited shouting everywhere, which made people's eardrums hurt after a while.

After leaving the workshop, it was a little quiet. Lin Jiang turned his head to look at the woman beside him with a smile in his eyes, "No one is perfect. Judging from deeds rather than hearts, it is rare for the Jin family to be able to do this. Miss Xu, don't you think so?"

Xu Enhui was startled. The young man had already walked to the front, with a thin and upright back.

After a moment, she smiled softly, followed him, and answered him, "Yes."

When they arrived at the cafeteria, they found that there were people who had arrived earlier.

A group of children have already filled up two tables.

Bai Xiang sat at a table in the middle and called out in a crisp voice, "Uncle! Sister Xu! Let's come and eat too, hahahaha!"

Jin Duobao put his hands on his waist, raised his head and chest, and said proudly, "It's my treat!"

Yan Changqing was also present and added, "The workshop is paying wages today. Duobao has already made an appointment to come over for lunch. Let's take advantage of the lunch break to join in the fun."

The other children didn't say anything, but each of them had a bright smile on their face, with their teeth showing.

"..." Lin Jiang held his forehead.

Is this habit of joining in the fun a tradition passed down from generation to generation?