Zhang San has not visited Zhangjia Village and the commune since he came back. In the afternoon, Zhang San and Zhang Fu walked back to Zhangjia Village. Zhang Ergou was shouting and instructing the craftsmen to renovate the villagers' houses.
"Ergou, come here." Zhang Fucheng shouted to Zhang Ergou, who was there with his teeth and claws flexing.
"Hey, your lordship is here to inspect the work!" Zhang Ergou heard someone calling him, turned around and saw Zhang San standing there with his hands behind his back, and ran over quickly.
"Ergou, you did a good job. After the renovation, these houses look like new ones." Zhang San praised.
"Haha, I'm not bragging to the Lord. I, Ergou, am very talented at building houses. In two or three days, the remaining houses will be renovated."
Zhang Fu heard Zhang Ergou's look of dismay on his face and said in shock: "Look at what you can do. It's been so long and you haven't even finished this work."
"You know what the heck, Sir Alex said that while ensuring efficiency, the house should be renovated well and be strong and durable. Isn't it good after the renovation of your dilapidated house?" Zhang Ergou responded angrily.
"Okay, don't argue. I've seen the house. It's good, but the bricks and tiles are still too few. It's like this right now. Later, we will make a unified plan and build a new one."
"Sir, we don't use enough bricks and tiles. Basically, the bricks and stones used in every load-bearing wall have been replaced with tiles, and the thatch on them has been replaced by tiles. This area is dozens of miles away, no, the entire Zhuangzi of the Tang Dynasty, I
I dare say that the houses in our village are the best." Zhang Ergou said hurriedly when he saw that Zhang San was not very satisfied.
Zhang Fu quite agrees with what Zhang Ergou said. It can be said that the house where the villagers lived originally leaked water when it rained and air leaked in winter, and the rooms were low and dark.
When I came back last time, I saw that my house was not only spacious and bright, but all the thatch on the roof had been replaced with tiles, the walls had been renovated and reinforced, and the floor inside the house was paved with bricks. But Zhang Fu liked it.
broken.
My mother-in-law thanked Zhang San for a long time at home. Without Zhang San's investment, how could Zhangjia Village live like this?
Now every household in the village has raised livestock and poultry. The children are sent to school, the older ones feed chickens and ducks at home, and the younger ones go to work in factories. They have meat and eggs for three meals a day. The villagers feel that every day
Life is full of hope.
"That's because you have never seen a better house. Even if you tell me, you don't know. You should pay more attention to your work and finish renovating the house as soon as possible. You also need to level the roads in our village. It is muddy every time it rains. It is very difficult to travel.
It’s convenient.”
"Okay Sir, I just happened to have a lot of masonry and tile scraps left over from building a house and building a factory. It will be just right to use them to pave the way." Zhang Ergou replied.
"Okay, you guys get busy, let's go check out other places."
Zhang San and Zhang Fu came to the factory again. Now the commune is on the right track. Each group workshop has now become a factory. Workers adopt assembly line working methods in each factory, and the items produced are handed over to the caravan.
It is delivered to various distributors, and some merchants around Chang'an also come to Zhangjiacun to pick up the goods themselves, which can also save some transportation fees.
They are not allowed inside the factory. There are several reception points outside the factory dedicated to receiving customers who come to the factory.
"Sir, how come you, a busy man, have time to come here today?" Zhang Yuan from the east end of Zhangjia Village is now a manager of a furniture factory. When he saw Zhang San coming, he asked happily.
"Come here and watch the guys at work. You are busy and don't worry about me. Zhang Fu and I will take a walk casually." Zhang San replied with a smile.
"Okay Sir, Uncle Jin has gone to Lantian to press goods. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"It's okay. Please be careful when you go to work. We're leaving first."
Zhang San then went to the iron factory and sugar factory. With Zhang San as the foresight and leader, many advanced factory management methods were applied to the factory area, and the entire commune showed a prosperous scene.
Finally, Zhang San arrived at the paper factory, and Zhang Xin was directing people to move the newly dried paper to the warehouse.
"Sir, you are here!" Zhang Xin saluted Zhang San and said hello.
"How is the output of our paper mill now? Can sales keep up?" Zhang San asked.
"Our paper has excellent quality and is as thin as a cicada's wings, so the sales volume is naturally very good. Now it is difficult to keep up with the production volume." Zhang Xin replied.
"If sales are good, then continue to increase production. Are there any difficulties encountered in this process?"
"It's a bit difficult. The first is that there are not enough skilled workers. Secondly, the system of one day off every six days that Sir Alex has ordered also affects our production. Also, it is not very convenient to divert water here in the factory. Every time we store water, we need to
It takes a lot of time.”
"Work and rest time is a rigid rule. Unless there are special reasons, workers still need a buffer time to rest after high-intensity labor. As for labor issues and water issues, we will find a solution for this." Zhang San replied.
"Sir, you are so kind to us. Our job is not high-intensity labor. It only lasts four hours a day. How about adding an extra hour to the workload?"
"There is no need to increase the number. You should also think more about how to improve work efficiency and simplify work procedures. In addition, the delivery time of the order can also be negotiated with the other party. It can be flexibly adapted according to the customer's priority. In addition, more training for workers can be achieved. Practice makes perfect."
"Okay, sir, we are so lucky to meet you!" Zhang Xin sighed sincerely.
"Haha, I am lucky to meet you! Do a good job!" Zhang San encouraged him a few more words before leaving.
"Sir, workers only work for four hours a day. I think it's less. I heard that employers in other places make workers work day and night." After leaving the paper factory, Zhang Fu said to Zhang San.
"Our commune pays attention to human rights, and we will not do the evil 996." In his previous life, Zhang San was an intern in a hospital and had an irregular schedule. All he wanted to do every day was to have a peaceful rest. Unfortunately, every time he took a break, he would always be harassed by various people.
A variety of things affect it.
"Human rights? What does this mean?" Zhang Fu said to Zhang San very confused.
"Go and see my little sister." Zhang San smiled and did not explain. Talking about human rights to others at this time was no less than playing the piano to an ox.
"Little sister, have you made any trouble to your sister Xiaoyu here?" Zhang San walked in and saw the little sister lying there playing with the brush in her hand and laughed.
"Third brother, you are here. Of course I won't cause trouble, but I have helped Sister Xiaoyu a lot!" When the younger sister saw Zhang San coming in, she quickly stood up and said happily, and even winked at Xiaoyu after she finished.
"Sir, sit here, my little sister has indeed done a lot of things." Xiaoyu Wan'er smiled, not embarrassed to expose her.
My little sister has done a lot of things, including sleeping.
"Sir, drink water." Xiaolan brought some tea and handed it to Zhang San, and then brought another cup to Zhang Fu.
"How is Xiaolan doing with Xiaoyu? Can she handle accounting independently?" Zhang San asked.
"Sir, Xiaolan is stupid, and she doesn't dare to check the accounts independently now." Xiaolan replied.
"Xiaolan is not stupid, she is timid. I saw the accounts she calculated and they are all very good." Xiaoyu said with a smile.
Zhang San can also understand this. After all, the commune's turnover is very high now, and if you accidentally calculate a sum wrongly, it may be a big loss. Xiaolan is naturally afraid of making a wrong calculation, and she still doesn't feel confident when talking about it.
"Xiaolan, give yourself some confidence and be responsible for the ironworks factory's accounts alone tomorrow. Practice your skills first. It's okay if you make mistakes. Who hasn't missed a moment in their life?" Zhang San encouraged.
"I...can I do it?" Xiaolan replied hesitantly.
"Of course, I will be your helper when you come back." The little girl said confidently.
"You! It's better to come with me. Xiaolan will be fine. I'll check it for you in the early stage." Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at the younger sister. If the younger sister joins in, she will make mistakes.
Hearing that both Xiaoyu and Zhang San were so sure of themselves, Xiaolan also plucked up the courage to say, "Okay Sir, Sister Xiaoyu, I will definitely do a good job."
Since Xiaoyu and the others still had work to do, Zhang San drank a glass of water and then went back with Zhang Fu. Zhang San was relieved that Fugui was there in the escort team, and many people in the escort team were out escorting the goods now.