jdhmnovel Chapter 108 Ruffian
Chapter 108 Ruffian
This is a thigh, a possibly bad thigh. If you hug it, both of you might end up in pieces.
The old man thought for a while and said, "We are just doing business with them, not doing anything shameful. It doesn't matter who we do business with. Does it mean that everyone who does business with them will be smashed to pieces?"
Look, look, look, this is what you see when you live long enough. The longer you live, the more you see. Nothing is a big deal in front of him.
With the support of the ancestor and two other clan elders, the workshop was able to successfully raise a small amount of funds, and most of the funds came from Yang Dashan's family.
Most of the families who participated were close to Yang Dashan's family. Aunt Gen's family, Aunt Cuihua's family, Yang Wenming's family, Dahonghua's family, Goudan Tietou's family also participated. Yang Dashu was the master of the furniture workshop, so he had to support his own people, right?
Several old men who helped build the stove also participated, if for no other reason than to support Yang Dashan who found a job for them to build the stove.
The most unexpected thing was that Grandma Dacheng, who lived at the east end of the village, thought that Yang Dashan's family did not have enough money to build a workshop and asked the villagers to collect money together. She gave the only one or two hundred coins of her own family to Grandma Yang, saying that she could not give more and this was all she had, so she should use it to meet the emergency.
Old Mrs. Yang refused to accept it, saying that her family was in such a difficult situation, and if she had given out all the money, what would she do if she needed it urgently?
Grandma Dacheng is a lonely old woman. Her son was conscripted more than ten years ago. He only came back once to visit his family at the beginning, and then he never came back. There was no news from the county government. More than ten years have passed. Her daughter-in-law remarried ten years ago, leaving her grandson who went swimming in the river and drowned. She is the only one left. In normal times, the villagers help with spring ploughing and autumn harvest.
Although her son had not returned from military service, he would send her military pay from time to time. At that time, she bought some land. She was quite diligent and in addition to the harvest from the land, she also raised chickens and sold eggs as a source of income.
So she could take out two hundred coins.
Xiao Cao climbed into Grandma Dacheng's arms, pulled her hand, touched her head, and talked about this and that, making the old lady so happy that she lost her eyesight.
Xiao Cao'er said in her heart, "This lady is really nice. She is willing to support our workshop even though she only has two hundred coins. You can lend her some of your private money and she will return it to you when the dividends are distributed at the end of the year."
Old Lady Yang: Oh, you silly girl, why are you always thinking about my little pocket money? You have your own, why do you need to use mine?
I thought so in my heart, but I said to Dacheng Nai: "Old sister, your two hundred coins are a little short. I will lend you one tael of silver. You can keep these two hundred coins for emergencies and return them to me when you get dividends at the end of the year. If you don't take the share, others will take it away."
"That won't work. If I lend you the money, what if this workshop goes out of business as they said? How can I pay you back?" Dacheng's wife refused.
Old Lady Yang put her head close to Grandma Dacheng's ear and whispered, "Oh, old sister, don't worry. This is a business with the grandson of our husband Damao. We make furniture and they sell it. Even if they can't sell it, we can still sell it at a lower price. How can we not make money? Just wait for the money.
Dacheng also whispered, "Is this true? Why didn't you hear them say it?"
"What's there to say? Doing business definitely has risks. We have explained the risks. It's up to you whether you are willing to do it or not."
"That's right. I'll write you a note for the one ounce of silver you lent me, or I'm afraid I won't remember it when the time comes."
"Are you still going to write a note?" Old Mrs. Yang had never thought about writing a note, but someone suggested writing you a note.
At this time, Simao came on the stage, but he didn't know how to write, so he could only write according to what his sister said.
"You can't tell anyone that I lent you money. If everyone doesn't come to me to borrow money, I don't have that much money."
Moreover, if I really can't make any money by then, I will only have lost one or two taels of silver. If everyone comes to borrow from me, they will definitely not pay me back, and my money didn't come from the wind.
"of course."
In fact, Dachengnai heard some villagers who did not participate in building the workshop talking nonsense, and she thought that there was not enough money to build the workshop, so she took out two hundred coins as support. She said that this was all she had, but actually there was more than that, she had another two hundred coins hidden away.
If I really can't make any money, I'll have to pay back two hundred coins to my old sister first, and the rest will have to be paid back slowly. Then I'll have to live a few more years, otherwise I won't be able to pay back my old sister.
Alas, it would be great if Dacheng’s father were still alive. It would be even better if Dacheng was still alive. It is so lonely to live alone.
At this time, in a shabby little courtyard in a remote border town, several people sat around a table, sitting upright, as if they were having a meeting: "How is it, have you found out?"
"Report, Boss, I have checked it out and it is indeed the secret stake you mentioned."
"Okay, keep watching. Don't make any mistakes. Report any news immediately."
"Yes"
"Spread out, and be safe."
After that, everyone left one by one. As soon as they went out, they all looked like street thugs, and there was no trace of the temperament they had when they were sitting upright in the room just now.
The furniture workshop was decided, and then the following things were carried out step by step. The village was very lively. Although most villagers did not participate in the fund-raising, people still had to do the work of building the factory and cutting trees, and they could earn some money, right?
In view of the small number of people participating in the fund-raising, after discussion among everyone, the candidates for all types of jobs in the workshop will be selected from the families that have raised funds first, and if there are not enough, they will be selected from the village.
In this way, the plans of those who thought they could still get a job without raising funds failed.
The village chief will not tolerate them. Regardless of whether you participate in the fund-raising or not, it is all voluntary, but you cannot go around saying that the workshop cannot be opened or operated. Since you look down on the workshop so much, you might as well not come to work and save yourself the trouble.