After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

Qin Yao went home for lunch and found that everyone in the family, except Erlang, was exhausted.

He asked suspiciously: "You guys went to work in the fields together?"

Awang shook his head, this is his job, no one can get involved in it!

He likes to plow the fields, and it is very therapeutic to watch the hard land being shoveled away under the iron plow!

Qi Xianguan and Dalang, who were used by the martial arts masters to secretly compete with each other, looked at each other sympathetically and wanted to say something, but they were unable to say anything, so they simply fell back on their chairs and sighed in unison. Voice.

These two people looked like they had over-practiced. Qin Yao patted the two of them on the shoulders comfortingly, "Come on, you will get used to it gradually."

He raised his head and looked at Liu Ji, who was lying on the abacus in the main room, "You don't practice martial arts, why do you look like this?"

Liu Ji reluctantly pulled himself together and raised his head to look at her, not daring not to answer, and said truthfully: "Sir asked me to calculate the military expenses, from ten to one hundred, and now we have to count one thousand, ten thousand, and one hundred thousand! "

"I counted once and got it wrong, counted again and got it wrong again, and continued to count, still wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong."

The typo stretched out the ending sound infinitely, and even three times was enough. Qin Yao shouted directly: "Then shut up!"

"Give me the abacus." Qin Yao stretched out his hand. Liu Ji was overjoyed and quickly offered the abacus with both hands before remembering to ask: "What do you want the abacus for?"

Qin Yao smiled slightly and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Take the abacus and leave.

After leaving the house filled with mourning, I looked at the mountains in the distance that were gradually turning golden, and I suddenly felt refreshed.

In the morning, she received a letter from Bai Shan's trustee, and there was still money.

It's the money for the fifty pencil cases he took away last time. The total is five hundred cash, one for ten cash.

It seems that he should have sold it for about fifteen cents, but he couldn't make much money.

However, the stationery box itself is made of book box scraps, so the cost is very low, so small profits but quick turnover are the way to go.

After such a long time, Bai Shancai sold the fifty pencil boxes, which shows that the market is not buying it.

but!

The letter sent by Bai Shan's trustee gave a completely unexpected sales direction-packaging gift boxes.

The pencil case was not sold as a pencil case. Bai Shan visited several counties in Zijing Prefecture and found that the pencil case was not available.

Until by chance, he was sitting in a teahouse drinking tea with his business partners and saw an affordable woolen pen from other places being promoted in the bookstore diagonally across the street.

That pen didn't need to be put in a pen bag, because such an affordable pen was not worthy of a high-cost cloth bag, so it was sealed in a simple wooden box.

The wooden box is really crude, probably made of the worst scraps, but this kind of boxed brush is very affordable and very popular among ordinary bachelors - it looks more upscale than a brush without any packaging. .

At that time, an idea flashed in Bai Shan's mind, and he quickly asked his servant to take out Qin Yao's pencil case and show it to him.

In order to promote this unsalable product, he carried it with him wherever he went, thinking that if he met someone who took advantage of him and took it all away, it would also end his friendship with Qin Yao.

If the situation is good, he can also use this as a trump card to lower the price and earn more.

The servant handed over the pencil case, and his business partner immediately asked him: "What new pen did Shopkeeper Bai buy?"

It turns out that he mistook his pencil case for the writing brushes sold in the bookstore across the street and thought it was packaging.

Bai Shan immediately felt happy, this is a good way.

If he told his friends that this was a pencil case, they would definitely be uninterested, but if he told his friends that this was a box for writing brushes, they would ask curious questions.

He immediately smiled and opened the pencil case, which contained an inkstone and pen and ink. There was also a small compartment with a few pages of blank paper and his personal seal.

Mrs. Qin's stationery box is really easy to use, but no one would buy a box like this just for use.

But this didn't stop him from bragging to his friends that he bought a pen specifically for the box he was given, and he was the one he was talking about.

As soon as the idea opened up, the sales also opened up. I wrote a letter on the spot and asked the caravan to pass it on to Qin Yao, asking her to prepare the goods quickly. He would come to pick it up in mid-September. The more the better.

Because Bai Shan has already negotiated with the two largest local pen factories, he has all the orders in hand, and everything is ready except for the pencil case.

Oh no, it should be called a stationery gift box now.

Qin Yao came to the warehouse. Liu Qi, who was left behind in the warehouse, reported the numbers while Qin Yao calculated and got the specific number of the current inventory.

"Now there are six hundred and twenty-five in total. Eight coins are given to Bai Shan each. We will receive this batch together." Qin Yao smiled in surprise, "What a coincidence, it is exactly five taels."

Liu Qi smiled happily, quickly wrote down the numbers with a simple charcoal pen, and asked Qin Yao: "Are they all shipped out of the warehouse?"

Accountant Qian Wang was also nearby. Hearing this, he looked at Qin Yao. If the goods were shipped out of the warehouse, he would issue a shipping slip to facilitate statistics at the end of the month.

The money accountant has decided to stay at the stationery factory for the time being. The mute and other refugees from Huangque Town will leave in early October, and they will be asked to help carry money and messages to their families.

Manager Qin's salary here is 30% more than what he received in Huangque Town. The cashier plans to work longer and save a fortune.

As for not being able to reunite with his family, he could only put it aside. As long as his family could have a good year and the coming year would be smooth and trouble-free, he didn't dare to ask for anything else.

Qin Yao nodded, motioned to the cash accountant to issue a warehouse receipt, and then asked Liu Qi to sort out all the goods.

"In two days, shopkeeper Bai will bring a truck to load the goods. Our factory's first order of 10,000 book boxes to be delivered to Fulong Trading Company has been completed, right?"

Liu Qi nodded, "It was finished yesterday. I personally took people to order the goods that I didn't have time to send out. I only put them into the warehouse if there is no problem with the quality."

There were still some defective products left, about a hundred of them, and Mo asked Qin Yao how to deal with them.

This is really difficult to handle. The agreement signed with Fulong Commercial Bank stated that during the contract period, the factory cannot sell book boxes privately.

Qin Yao said: "If there are not many defects, we will see if our internal workers want it and we will deal with it at cost price. If there are many defects, the materials will be returned and put into production again."

Liu Qi agreed without thinking too much, just do whatever Qin Yao asked her to do.

The money accountant frowned slightly, and when only he and Qin Yao were left, he tentatively said:

"Manager Qin, I'm afraid there will be some trouble if the defective products are given to the workers."

Qin Yao stopped and asked him what trouble he had. The money accountant said: "Profitable things will always bring out some people who are greedy for profit. If a worker takes the book box at a low price, he secretly pays less than Selling it at market price may cause trouble for the factory.”

"Also." Accountant Qian glanced at Qin Yao hesitantly. Seeing that her expression was as usual, he continued: "I'm afraid it will also increase the number of defective products."