Now that I heard that Hu Changan was going to live and eat with the craftsmen in the new workshop, the housekeeper was dumbfounded and quickly refuted.
The new workshop is in a remote place, with no food or clothing, and no servants or maids to serve you. Can the young master be able to handle this with his small body?
Even Manager Chen disagreed with this.
It wasn't that he was worried that Hu Changan would find out something was wrong.
Manager Chen always does his best, has a clear conscience, and is not afraid of Hu Changan coming to investigate.
Manager Chen was just worried that Hu Changan would be exhausted from doing rough work with the pastry craftsmen after he left.
After all, these craftsmen have been used to doing heavy work since childhood, and their physical strength cannot be compared with young masters like Hu Changan.
If Hu Changan falls ill from being tired in the new workshop, he, the manager, will definitely be to blame.
Under the eyes of two pairs of resolutely disapproving eyes, Hu Changan had to make a slight concession and promised not to do heavy work during the first three days of undercover, and to quit as soon as he got good.
And after completing the undercover period, he accepted the maids and servants arranged by the housekeeper.
At this point, an invisible storm has finally been perfectly resolved, and Hu Changan will start a three-day undercover life tomorrow.
...
The soap workshop in the suburbs welcomed a new worker today.
Early in the morning, Manager Chen rode his horse to the soap workshop and handed over a new worker to Manager Wang of the soap workshop.
This new worker is none other than Hu Changan in disguise.
The silk and satin clothes that Hu Changan originally wore had long been replaced by coarse linen shirts, which gave off an uncomfortable tingling sensation when worn on his body.
The bun that showed the status of an official was also replaced by a roughly braided bun.
For the sake of authenticity, Hu Changan also ordered the maid to deliberately roughen her hair when combing it, inadvertently creating a rough feeling of working people.
Not only that, Hu Changan also ordered someone to go to the market and buy an exaggerated fake beard.
The thick beard directly covered half of Hu Changan's face, making him look more than ten years older.
Such a disguise cannot be said to have nothing to do with Hu Changan's previous appearance, it can only be said to have nothing to do with it.
Hu Changan suspected that even if his own mother Wang was here, she would not be able to recognize his son.
Manager Chen didn't stay much after he was sent to the house. He just said casually: "Xiao Wang, this is the new servant that the young master bought a few days ago. I heard that he is quite quick at work. I will work in your soap workshop in the future."
Alive."
After saying that, Manager Chen turned his horse's head and hurried away along the way he came.
As soon as Manager Chen left, the honest smile on Manager Wang's face disappeared instantly. It disappeared so fast that it could be called a face change in Sichuan Opera.
Good guy, this guy really has a problem!
Hu Changan became more and more firm in his doubts.
Manager Wang lost his smile, and his face suddenly became much meaner.
Manager Wang didn't even look at Hu Changan. He waved to the workers on the side and said, "Li Hu, take this kid to the dormitory and settle him down, and then arrange for the lye concentration process."
"Yes, Mr. Wang." The worker named Li Hu smiled flatteringly, and pulled Hu Changan away in a hurry.
On the way to the dormitory, Li Hu changed his attitude of trying to please Mr. Wang. He straightened his spine and didn't even look at Hu Changan. He just said in a rough voice: "Boy, can you work here?"
, that is your blessing, cherish it."
"Master Wang treats our servants like us first-class. You get two taels of silver for every month's wages, and you also get three days' rest. You must work hard."
After Hu Changan heard this, his face remained silent and he couldn't help but sneered three times in his heart.
Good fellow, Lord Wang, a small workshop owner is so arrogant and arrogant, he is even more domineering than an official in the court.
It sounds like these benefits are all given by the king.
Isn't it the young master of the family who really formulates welfare policies?
This guy surnamed Wang is afraid that he will turn the world upside down!
If things go on like this, don't these workers only know about the boss Wang, but not the real boss, the Hu family?
And didn’t he agree to a basic salary of three taels of silver per month plus commission?
How come here, not only is the commission gone, but even the basic salary has shrunk?
He also takes three days off every month, which is amazing. His previous stipulation was to take five days off and two days off! He has a full eight days off every month.
Hu Changan was completely stunned.
As the saying goes, if there are policies from above, there are countermeasures from below. Hu Changan can understand if the rules set are a little out of shape.
But this is beyond the scope of just a little bit out of shape, right?
The old hen has turned into a duck.
Hu Changan was angry and filled with doubts.
Logically speaking, this shouldn’t be the case!
Even if the man surnamed Wang is a bastard who goes against the law, but when he announced the policy, there were clearly more than a dozen people present. Could it be that all of them were incited to rebel?
Hu Changan didn't think that his ability to recognize people was so poor that he could misjudge more than a dozen people.
No, there may be something fishy in it.
Hu Changan decided to stay put and continue to observe for a few days.
But to be honest, the house in this workshop is really well built, truly tall and bright.
The continuous buildings made Hu Changan feel a little relieved.
It worked, and finally the money was not wasted.
But when he arrived at the workers' dormitory, Hu Changan's blood pressure couldn't help but rise again.
What? There isn’t even a bed in this dormitory, it’s all covered with straw?
Hu Changan was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
Although this is just a dormitory for workers and not the owner’s bedroom, we can’t be so perfunctory!
You should know that even poor people who cannot afford a bed will choose to spread several layers of straw mats on the ground.
And what about here?
Messy straw was spread on the ground, with a few blankets scattered across it. It could be described as shabby.
Moreover, the blankets are of different colors and shapes, and it seems that the workers themselves brought them from home.
This is no workers' dormitory, it's worse than a doghouse!
Hu Changan was so angry that he wished he could lift his beard and reveal his identity on the spot.
But after a second thought, Hu Changan calmed down again.
Maybe there are more tricks going on in this factory?
No, he still wants to look at it again.
It was still early in the morning, the factory hadn't started working yet, and there were still a few people in the dormitory.
Li Hu, who was leading the way, casually led Hu Changan to a straw bed and walked away in a big way.
On the straw bed next to him, a boy about eighteen or nineteen years old was combing his hair.
Seeing the newcomer arriving, the young man continued to fiddle with his hair and asked Hu Changan enthusiastically: "Brother, where are you from? Which production line are you assigned to?" This chapter has been completed!
