Shipin Dalizheng

Rong An glanced at the man, who was from the royal family. There was no yin or yang in his voice and tone, and it still made people feel a little dissatisfied.

"Prince Tang has also mentioned this. The village is short of money right now, so he's paying first. He'll only keep 30% of Fangzi's shares. The remaining 120 shares can be bought from him by any of you who have money later. The maximum number of shares per household is three. What I mean is that priority should be given to those who don't have shares. Once everyone has shares, the remaining shares can be bought freely."

Since the distillery began operating, the villagers have noticed strong sales, with orders pouring in from far-flung liquor stores and restaurants. They're definitely making money, and some have long regretted not investing in it. Now, hearing there's still a chance to buy, they're excited. Someone asked, "Can we buy now? And after we buy, will we get our share of the dividends?"

Rong An said, "That's correct. But I want to say something about the dividends. We're currently in the development stage, and the money earned by the winery should be used to expand production first. Unless we're starving, I personally suggest that we delay distributing the dividends. In short, remember this: these are just start-up capital. The bigger the business, the more money you'll earn later, and the more valuable your shares will be."

Even the uninformed villagers understood this point. It was like the whole village sharing a shabby thatched hut and sharing a large brick and tiled house. The benefits each person received were certainly not on the same level.

"As for the school building, let me clarify two points. Prince Tang will personally contribute 30%, and the remaining 70% will be shared equally by the villagers. No one should say that someone doesn't need it or doesn't want to contribute to the school building. If you don't need it, your sons and grandsons will need it. If you don't contribute, you will not be allowed to send your children to school in the future. No one should say that your family has no money. Prince Tang can contribute the money first and you will have to pay it back later. As long as you are willing to work hard, there is no debt that cannot be repaid. Prince Tang is not cruel. How to repay, how much to repay, and how long to repay are not a problem. Do you agree?"

Watching the villagers whispering among themselves, Rong Dajiang added, "Let me say a few words. Many people may not agree with Anzi's suggestion of building a school, but you all know that if the children in the village can go to school, even if they don't take the imperial examinations, just being able to write and calculate is already very impressive. Our Rongjia Village will only get better and better in the future. As more and more people with literacy skills are needed in various fields, I just want to ask you, do you earn more as a manager or as a laborer?"

Now everyone in the village came to their senses. No wonder all the young and old in the Eighth Master's family followed Rong An to learn how to read. It turned out that they had thought of this all along. How cunning!

"We agree, we agree."

Seeing everyone express their opinions, Rong An continued, "I will draft a consent form later, and each household will have to sign it. As for the shop in town, I want to make it clear in advance that the account will be counted together with the village winery, and they are all shared businesses of the village. But the shop belongs to Prince Tang, so he has to pay rent. How much or how little he charges is a favor to the village, so that no one will misunderstand in the future and think that the shop is also part of the winery."

The words were clear, the accounts were clear, and it was reasonable. In fact, the villagers got the better deal, and it also eliminated the hidden dangers of future disputes.

Someone immediately asked, "Anzi, my family wants to buy shares now. Is it one tael of silver per share?"

According to Rong An's division, Rong Tang's 30% of the total profit was deducted, and the remaining was divided into 235 shares, which is one tael of silver per share. The villagers can understand and accept it more easily.

"That's right, your family can only buy three shares at most."

The man scratched his head in embarrassment. "It's not even three taels. My family has been frugal and saved only one tael. I'll buy one share first and wait for my salary to be paid... Anzi, let's not talk about dividends, but will my salary be paid on time?"

Rong An said, "Of course. Only the dividends are intended to expand the business. Wages are paid regularly every month. We can't delay everyone's income."

Everyone understood that as long as wages were paid on time and the family worked diligently, they would be able to afford the house in a few months.

We would take whatever we could squeeze out of the house, and if there was really nothing left, we would make up our minds to work hard and buy some as soon as possible.

Rong Dazhu was impressed by his clear and logical speech, which solved the problem without any contradiction.

"Anzi, your uncle is not as capable as you. You are the right person to be in charge of this winery."

Rong An thought, now I have higher ambitions. Following Prince Rong, I will have a greater future. Being the manager of a small winery is no longer attractive.

"Uncle, just do your job with peace of mind. Prince Tang has a lot of things going on around him that need help. If you can manage the business in the village well, you'll be helping out."

"That's that."

When Prince Tang first arrived, the hundreds of villagers in the village were suffering, barely able to eat. At that time, it seemed that the prince would be worried to death trying to feed so many people. In the blink of an eye, in just a month, Prince Tang even dared to take on a difficult task like Fu Xinzhuang.

At this time, the ditches in various parts of the village had been dug almost completely, and the villagers who had been working on them had withdrawn to participate in other work. As for those who were redeeming their sins in the Bo's Mansion, there was no place to go for the time being.

Rong Tang waved his hand and said, "Everyone, go to Fuxinzhuang for this prince."

Now that the sweet sorghum has enough sugar, the sugar-making workshop is about to start its trial operation.

Rong An, as the prince's personal accountant, wanted to go with him. Chun Cao said, "Master, I want to go too."

Rong Shi said, "You don't want to go. There's a lot to do here. You have to supervise the construction of the house. When the villagers come to buy shares, you have to sign and seal it for me. It's almost time to reclaim Li Sipo's two acres of land. Ask Uncle Dazhu to help you find a few people and it will be done slowly."

Chuncao said, "But I am your personal maid! What maid wouldn't follow her master and do nothing all day long?"

"How can this be considered unemployed? Let me ask you, Chuncao, which one would make you happier: taking care of some specific matters and learning some skills to make a living, or staying by my side and serving me food and clothing?"

Chuncao's eyes were full of struggle and confusion. Of course, making candies gave her a sense of accomplishment. She was so happy to see the candies of different colors coming out of her hands.

Rong Tang pressed her shoulders and said, "Chuncao, you can't just think about serving others all your life. You have to grow up and be able to stand on your own when you leave me. I can eat my own meals and wear my own clothes. I never lack servants. You have to stand by me forever. In addition to being a maid, you should also be a partner."

Chuncao stared at Rong Tang blankly for a while, and unconsciously clenched her fists.

Li Jin said, "Prince Tang, I'll go and serve you. I can run fast."

Rong Tang patted his head and said, "Be good, stay home and help Sister Chuncao with her work. When you have free time, learn to read and write."

Li Jin's eyes suddenly lit up, "Can I study too?"

"Of course you can too. In this courtyard, you are the same as other children."

Chuncao also said: "Look, I told you you can do it, right? Don't listen to those little brats' nonsense. You are not a little slave who sells yourself. You are just like the adults in the village. You are here to work."

After instructing Chuncao and Li Jin, several villagers who were supposed to go to Fuxinzhuang also gathered. Rong Shi looked around and saw that they were all honest couples, some of them couples with children who were unable to leave their homes.

Only Rong Dahai's family is a little special. Rong Dahai and his son are both smart and strong-willed, but Aunt Dahai is sickly and lying on a cart.