Chapter 620: The capital fights for a spot in the army!
In Yong'an Li, about ten miles east of Chaoyang Gate, Xiao Zhengqing's family started busy in the courtyard early in the morning.
His family came to the capital from Xuzhou seven or eight years ago. When they first arrived, the couple came with their seven or eight-year-old son. After arriving in the capital, he first worked odd jobs, and later worked in a small privately owned hot pot factory.
Bottle blowing. Last year, I rented a small courtyard, built a stove and purchased some equipment to start my own business. Now the whole family makes a living by making thermos bottles.
As long as you master the technology, making a living in thermos bottles does not require much money to start it alone. It is a business that is very suitable for small family workshops to operate on their own. There are many private thermos bottle factories in Beijing, and they are not stingy about passing on their skills to their workers. Because
It would not be a bad thing for their workers if they learned skills and started working on their own. Most of the people who started working in thermos bottles factories in the early days have now transformed into diversified operators who produce their own products and make finished products. The independent households that have been separated have become independent operators.
In disguise, they are workers who make products for themselves.
I like to let people do the work, which is also related to the special nature of the thermos bottle business. This is a delicate craft, and the biggest cost is glass and labor. If you hire people to do it yourself, the high scrap rate will make you
The cost will increase greatly. But a family-style workshop can reduce the cost. The work is your own. If you do it quickly and well, you can do more in a day. If your skills are not good, you will work day and night to improve.
Production volume. Another thing is that the blown glass can be remelted and used by my family. This means that one person can do the main work and the whole family can work together, and the cost advantage is obvious.
Family thermos bottle workshops like Xiao Zhengqing's do not produce finished thermos bottles, they only make inner pots. They produce qualified inner pots and hand them over to large factories. The big factories then wrap the bamboo woven outer cover, make lids and other accessories, and ship the finished product
Sold to the market. Beijing has formed a thermos bottle industry chain, from glass production, liner blowing, to finished product packaging and market sales. There may be more than 100,000 people living around this industry chain. The annual output of thermos bottles in Beijing exceeds 10 million
with an output value of several million taels of silver dollars.
The daughter-in-law is responsible for burning the stove and melting the glass, Xiao Zhengqing is responsible for making the inner pot, and the eldest son is the assistant. The three children take care of each other and run around in the yard. The small family workshop is in full swing.
I started working on it at dawn in the morning. I had been busy all morning and had blown up a dozen inner pots. It was only at noon that I had time to rest for a while. Picking up the hot tea roasting next to the furnace, Xiao Zhengqing drank it in one breath. He said
: "Mom, make more sesame seeds and eggs when cooking for lunch. I have a lot of work to do this morning, so I need to make up for it."
The Xiao family's daughter-in-law shoveled out a few pieces of coal burning in the furnace and put them on the cooking stove in the yard. She called the second son of the family to blow air with a small blower to light the fire. She quickly fetched the ingredients and started cooking.
meal.
Cut the noodles you rolled out early into strips, stir-fry them with potatoes, bean sprouts, coriander, green onions, red peppers, meat sauce and sesame seeds in hot oil, and then fry a few eggs. You didn’t wash the pan after frying the eggs.
, directly pour the hot water from the kettle into it, and cook the noodles in the oily water. After cooking the noodles, ask the second child to get the noodles for everyone, and ask the third child to bring the dog food bowl and add some.
I bought two handfuls of wheat bran and boiled the dog's food with the hot soup, and asked the second child to bring it to the dog to feed.
The Xiao family had a big yellow dog. When someone brought a food bowl, it plunged into the bowl and ate voraciously. At this time, the Xiao family also gathered around the dining table in the courtyard to eat.
Xiao Zhengqing divided one of the two fried eggs in the bowl to the boss and said, "Boss, please eat more at noon, and you can make pot gall in the afternoon!"
"Dad, can the boss get started?" The daughter-in-law glanced at the eldest son with some suspicion.
"What if it doesn't work? At worst, it will be bad! He is sixteen or seventeen years old, and he has quickly mastered the craft of making a living. If it is farming, a kid as big as him can become the main laborer of the family. Hurry up and make a living.
If you learn the craft well, we will arrange a marriage for him next year, and we will live a little easier."
"That's what he said, but he was slow to start working and get out of work. He would have been delayed all afternoon and made a lot of money."
"Women's families are just short-sighted! What's the difference between making half a day's money and letting my son practice his skills well? When he becomes more skilled in his skills, how many more pots can we make in a day?"
Xiao Dalang, who had been immersed in eating, saw that his mother was doubting his ability, so he couldn't help but interjected: "Mom, I can do it. Seeing that my father has been doing it for so long, I have done it several times in the past few nights. I am so brave. It's delayed.
It doesn't matter. You always treat people as Chu fans and look down on them."
"Huh, you're not a Chu fan yet? Your father and I have tried so hard to get you to go to school, but you've been studying for three years with no results. The Yang family's children went to school together with you, and they all got admitted to middle school.
You will definitely be able to serve a bowl of government food in the future, but you have wasted three years in vain, and you will only be able to play the bottle like my mother."
"What's wrong with blowing the bottle? You can't make less than those who live in the government. Our family earns two to three hundred taels a year. Yang Xiaoxiang may not earn so much money in a year after studying. I won't tell you anymore!"
After being blocked by his mother for a few words, Yang Dalang was so angry that he ran to the door with a bowl and squatted down to eat.
The eldest son left the table, and the Xiao family's wife was also very angry. When she looked around, she found that Zi San's son had actually sneaked over to put his own food in the dog bowl. He couldn't help but cursed: "San Wazi, why don't you give me the food again?"
Dog Tian, I'll peel your skin off. The big one is not up to par, and you won't let anyone tell you. The small one is also an arrogant person. Can the good food that humans eat be given to dogs? You just eat too well.
"When your father and I were on the run, not to mention such a good job, no one even gave Rhubarb a bowl of dog food. When life gets better, just let me be naughty."
"Mom, please stop talking. You talk a lot all day long. I scolded the older ones and the younger ones. Hurry up and finish your meal, clean up, and rest for a while. You still have to work to earn money in the afternoon." I saw my wife scolding others.
Xiao Zhengqing had no choice but to stop her sexually, and even a meal made her uneasy.
The noisy family had just finished their meal when a voice suddenly came from outside the door. "Is Brother here?"
Xiao Zhengqing was familiar with this voice. He quickly stood up and walked out of the door, saying, "His godfather is here? Where is he! Come in quickly, you said, you didn't come earlier! Old lady, hurry up and cook for his godfather."
The visitor was called Li Laizi, and he was the deputy director of the nearby street inspection station. He parked the car and said, "Sister-in-law, please stop being busy. I ate at the Yamen cafeteria. Is Da Lang here too? I'll be back soon."
I have something urgent to say, and after that I have to rush back to the unit."
"Dalang, your godfather is here, come out quickly." Xiao Zhengnan looked at Cripple Li, as if he was here to talk to his boss, so he called the boss, and then asked: "What is his godfather?"
Urgent matter?"
"I'm here for Dalang's future! Have you heard about the recruitment of soldiers by the imperial court? I asked for a quota to join the army, and I want to get it for Dalang!"
"Ah? Let Dalang join the army? His godfather, what did you say about this? Why do you have to ask for a quota to join the army!" Xiao Zhengqing couldn't help but become confused after hearing Li Laizi's words.
"You guys, you really don't care about anything else when doing business. The recruitment quota this year is extremely tight. People in the capital are almost fighting for this quota. Da Lang is so big, you as a
Mom, I don’t care about my baby’s future at all, so maybe I want my baby to follow you and blow the bottle all the time?”