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The business was happily settled.

Later, Manager Wu sent people to learn from the old men. They built a stove somewhere else and started baking, but problems arose soon after.

There was no other choice, so Zheng Huaming decided to ask the old man to come out of Qingshan Village and do it.

I was worried about the old man going home alone, so I asked the young people to go with him. Several old men went their separate ways. There are so many branches of Jixiang Restaurant, so I guess he has been away for a while. Of course, that’s a story for later.

We had proposed opening a furniture workshop before. Now that Damao is back and can rest at home for a few days, this matter can be put on the agenda.

Damao felt very busy, even busier than studying in a private school.

On this day, everyone gathered together for a meeting again.

In addition to Yang Dashan's family, the village chief and Yang Bailin, the other members attending the meeting included Tietou's father.

Because this business wants to cooperate with the village, the village chief is the person in charge, Yang Bailin is a scholar, and Tietoudie is a craftsman.

The person who presided over the meeting was Yang Dashan. "This time, we are all talking together. I have an idea that I want to discuss with everyone, and then Damao will share this idea with everyone."

Yang Dashan: They just asked me to host the event, but didn’t ask me to tell you everything about the workshop. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t explain it clearly. Son, thank you for your hard work.

Da Mao: Dad, it’s really hard. Don’t you know how hard it was for me during the exam? I came home to rest. Do I need to think about so many things?

Village Chief: I would like to say something, but I don’t know what you want, so I can’t tell you.

Then Da Mao took out the draft plan he had written last night and showed it to the village chief. "Grandpa Village Chief, please take a look at my plan first. It's just a rough idea."

The village chief took the plan and looked at it carefully. After reading each one, he handed one to Yang Bailin. The more the village chief read, the brighter his eyes became, and Yang Bailin was also excited.

If this is true, then the villagers can at least eat half full all year round, unlike now, when they are half full for at least half a year and one-third full for the other half year. With the money from this workshop, although they cannot eat full all year round, at least they will not go hungry.

After the village chief finished reading the entire plan, he couldn't help but stand up and walk around the main room twice.

"Okay, okay, this is a good idea. If it can really be done, we can plan to repair our ancestral hall and build a school here. Then our village will have its own school and there will be more scholars in the village."

Tietou's father was illiterate, so Simao read to him. After listening to the text, he was as excited as the village chief.

"In this way, no family will be hungry anymore."

Everyone’s first thought was to not go hungry, which shows how difficult it is to have enough food in this era.

Low crop yields are one reason, and the other biggest reason is various miscellaneous taxes, which can crush the people.

The food that we worked so hard to grow was all taken away by taxes before we even had a chance to eat it.

If the harvest is bad, they have to pay money. Crops are the main source of income for the people. If the harvest is bad, they have to pay money. Isn't this the phenomenon of selling children?

So now Yang Dashan's family has proposed to open a furniture workshop, and to open it together with the village, with the villagers participating in the investment. This is a great thing.

Village chief: "So how do we do this?"

"The initial investment in the workshop is mainly the homestead for building the factory, the money for building the factory, and the labor."

"These villagers are still asking for wages for building houses?"

Damao explained to everyone: "It's not the wages for building the factory, it's the wages for making furniture. If the furniture is made and the money hasn't been collected yet, then the wages must be paid. We can't let the villagers work for nothing."

"The furniture workshop belongs to the village, but not everyone can work there. There are requirements for who can work there and who can do the work. The village grandfather will be in charge of this."

Village chief: "That's for sure. We won't accept those who are sneaky or cunning."

Damao: "Another important point is to keep confidentiality."

Yang Bailin couldn't help but envy Damao as he listened to his clear and logical talk. Damao had a really sharp brain.

"Da Mao is right. The villagers must do a good job of keeping confidentiality. This is a skill that helps them make a living." The village chief agreed with this point very much.

Old Lady Yang: "If anyone leaks the furniture workshop, I will come to their house and tear them to pieces. They are heartless people. The village finally has a business, but they spread the news. Don't we have to eat? Do you still want to live a life of hunger?"

"See if we should sign a confidentiality agreement with the villagers as well," Yang Bailin suggested.

Sanmao: The agreement must be signed. When the time comes, we will sign together how much share each company has claimed, how much money each company has paid, how much share each company has received, what the confidentiality clause is, and what to do if it is leaked. "

Sanmao's proposal was unanimously recognized and praised by everyone.

Sanmao: That’s right. I want to be a businessman. How can I do it without some ideas?

Tietou Dad was listening to what everyone was saying. He had no opinions and couldn't offer any. It seemed like he had nothing to do with it. He was just someone who came to listen.

After everyone had finished talking about the agreement and shares, Damao looked at Tietou's father.

"Uncle Dashu, this may be the most difficult thing for you. We can discuss other things, but you may have to deal with this matter alone."

"Ah?" Tietou Dad looked up at everyone. Is it really about me? Am I not here to listen?

"Just tell me what I want you to do,"

"Uncle Dashu, didn't I give you drawings of a few pieces of furniture before and ask you to make them first to see if they can be divided into multiple parts? I wonder how this is going?" Sanmao reminded from the side.

"Oh, about this matter." Talking about this matter is my strong point, which is much better than listening to them talk about the confidentiality of equity participation and so on.

Tietou's father was very knowledgeable when he talked about things he was familiar with. "Several pieces of furniture have been made. I have also discussed it with a few other villagers who are relatively knowledgeable about it. They have been divided up. You can go and have a look later."

Everyone was delighted that it was made so quickly and the parts were even arranged properly, which showed that a lot of time was spent on research.

Then everyone got up and went to Tietou's house to see the newly made furniture.

Xiao Cao'er also eagerly pulled Yang Bolin's clothes, who was walking behind him, asking him to hold her. Then she pointed at the pen and ink on the table and said, "Take it, take it."

Yang Bailin obeyed and took the things with him.