Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Qingshan said, "Xiu girl, tell me, what can your uncle do?"

The child asked them to come not just for sightseeing, but probably because he has something important to say.

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "If we want to open an oil press workshop, we must first prepare the workshop, as well as the oil press tanks, woks and other tools. We must make them quickly.

And the most important thing is our confidentiality. To keep the technology confidential, we made the oil press, wood, and ram ourselves. We need everyone's help."

At this point, she smiled and said, "Before we talk about these, we have to talk about profit sharing first."

"Let's start. There's a lot of work to be done, and everything needs money to pave the way. I'll take this money. Count me in as one share. Also, I provided the oil-pressing technology, so count me in as one share as well. In other words, if we make money, I'll get 20% of the profits, because I need to support the private school. Do you uncles and brothers have any objections?"

"No, Xiu girl, this is all you deserve. Don't even mention 20%, you should get 50%."

"Exactly, Jinxiu, isn't 20% a bit too little?"

Song Jinxiu waved her hand and continued, "I'll take 20%, and the rest will be decided after we discuss it with the village head and the old clan leader and elders."

She looked at Qingshan again and said, "To open an oil mill, we must first select a factory manager to take charge of this matter. I think you, uncle, can do it. Are you willing?"

Song Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Are you saying that I'm in charge of the entire oil pressing business?"

Director, is this what you mean?

Song Jinxiu nodded and said, "This is our village's enterprise. I don't feel safe handing it over to others."

"Uncle, you take the lead. And these uncles and brothers, divide the burden and each of you will be responsible for one task. Thank you for your hard work for the elders and villagers of our village."

Song Mangu, the youngest son of the Fifth Master, said, "Embroidery girl, what you said made Uncle Seventh blush. This is our job. We used to suffer from lack of connections, but now we have your skills. As long as we can make money, what does it matter if we suffer a little?"

The old patriarch sat aside and watched the little girl. In a few words, he selected the factory director, the financial manager, the purchasing manager, and the sales manager. It was said that there would be a workshop supervisor, a second workshop supervisor, and so on in the future.

Anyway, the task was assigned in just a few words.

Watching the grown men busying themselves with their work, the little girl stood with her hands behind her back, humming a tune and ordering the maid to clear away the tea.

He asked unwillingly, "Girl, you don't care anymore?"

Song Jinxiu asked in confusion, "What do you care about?"

Then she suddenly realized, "Oh, this is none of my business, right? Don't worry, Great-great-grandfather, with Uncle Qingshan here, the oil press will definitely make money. You just wait and count the money."

At this point, she slapped her head and said, "Oh, I forgot something."

With that she ran out.

The old patriarch asked from behind: "What's the matter?"

Song Jinxiu said, "I forgot to give the financial director money."

The old patriarch was a little depressed. He thought that this kid had to be led anyway. Even if he didn't work, he could still give him orders. What a great opportunity to show off!

She is so good, once the task is assigned, she has nothing to do!

Songjia Village was about to start building a house again. The builder happily returned with his old crew, and the carpenter also took on a job making desks and chairs for the private school in Songjia Village.

Song Jinfang's shampoo business was getting better and better, and her family was too busy to handle it. The little girl used the money she earned to hire seven more people to be responsible for making soapnut water.

Song Jinxiu sent Liu Ping and his wife to her. Liu Ping and his wife were in their thirties and only brought their lame old mother with them. They were the first group of people Song Jinxiu bought.

After observing them for these days, Song Jinxiu felt that the couple were good and filial.

After all, my sister is young, and she used to have the help of Zhang's mother. Now that the business has grown, Zhang's mother is responsible for sales and has no time to take care of the family.

There was only one old woman by her side, and the rest were maids.

With Liu Ping and his wife around, no matter what happens to the child, these two people can help with everything.

My brother’s wine also officially had a name, Three Heroes Wine.

The propaganda slogan is: Loyalty and righteousness, heroic spirit of heaven and earth, three drinking knights, soaring to 90,000 miles.

Song Jinxiu: ...

It seems that every young man has a dream of being a knight, and my brother is no exception.

And the mother is pregnant.

Because the time was short, Tian Xinghua didn't feel anything, but Song Jinxiu felt strange because of Zhang's mother's nervousness towards her.

Later, she thought of something and quickly focused her energy on her eyes. She took a look and saw that there was indeed an embryo implanted in her mother's womb.

As a result, the mother was unable to do anything, and a maid and a servant were assigned to serve her.

Three days later, the village head invited an old scholar named Liu Haizhang. Mr. Liu used to be a teacher at Kunshan Academy. Later, he fell ill and resigned from his job to stay at home. Now he is well again and is ready to return to the academy.

Song Qingguo, the eldest daughter of the village head, happened to know the old man's daughter-in-law. Knowing that her father and husband had been busy looking for a teacher for the private school in her mother's village, she hurried over with gifts.

The place they originally preferred was Kunshan Academy, which was obtained after much persuasion by Song Qingguo and his wife.

When the old man arrived at Songjia Village, he looked at the brand new classrooms, brand new books, and the children who were all wearing new clothes out of respect, with curious and eager eyes. The slight rejection in his heart immediately disappeared.

Of course, the little girl named Song Jinxiu also received a high salary.

Song Jinxiu took a look and saw that there was only one gentleman. Is this not okay?

Mr. Liu teaches Chinese, which is about the Four Books and Five Classics.

Didn’t people in ancient times pay attention to the six arts of a gentleman, the four major and four minor subjects, etc.?

Song Jinxiu has always advocated that if you do something, you should either not do it at all or do it to the best of your ability.

Considering the current conditions, music and chariot driving are not suitable for the time being, but the four subjects of etiquette, archery, calligraphy and mathematics are indispensable.

Song Jinxiu's understanding of etiquette is etiquette norms and social interactions. The old patriarch and the head of the village can both play the role of teachers.

Shoot, it’s just physical education. She can do it by herself. Who hasn’t taken physical education classes?

As for mathematics, why don’t you teach it yourself?

No, I can’t use an abacus, and Arabic numerals can only be taught by my family.

Thus, the Song family private school had two outside teachers.

The private school officially opened and Song Qiu Sheng officially enrolled.

Under Jinxiu's orders, Song Jinfang reluctantly handed over the shampoo business to Liu Ping's wife, Liu Sao, and Bitao. She sat in the classroom with several other girls from the village.

The children were in class, the men were busy building the oil press workshop, the women were busy picking and choosing the soybeans they had bought, and some were busy sewing palm bark to wrap the bean cakes.

My brother's winery has officially opened for business and reportedly has long-term customers in three counties. The day before yesterday, he gave Song Jinxiu a hundred taels of silver so that she could pay the private school teacher's salary.

Song Jinxiu said she had some left, so her brother forced it on her.

Xiao Jinfang also gave her one hundred taels. She knew the little girl's business, and if she gave her this one hundred taels, she might not have enough working capital.

Song Jinxiu said no, but the little girl was still unhappy and said that she would give as much as her brother gave her in the future.

Song Jinxiu put it away with a smile, and made a record of it in her account book when she returned to her space.

In the past, she was responsible for all the household expenses. She had money and didn't care about keeping accounts. But now it's different. Her brother and sister both have their own businesses. She has to do the accounting.

Brothers should settle accounts clearly and keep a clear account so that they can get along for a long time.

The entire Songjia Village was thriving. The village head was busy as hell and the old patriarch was grinning from ear to ear.

Song Jinxiu hummed a little tune, and after inspecting the school, she went to the oil press workshop to take a look, and went to her brother's winery to ask for a jar of alcohol.

Nowadays, alcohol has become my brother's side business, and his main product is Sanxiake wine.

Her brother gave her a jar of Three Heroes wine, and she asked Mrs. Liu for two ceramic pots of ginseng essence shampoo.

She is going to give a gift.