Chapter 62 of the first volume of Fuchun Mountain Residence is very different
γ Wang Xian didn't want to change the world, and his reform of the house was just to make his work smoother. A person who is accustomed to the clear and orderly rights and responsibilities of modern enterprises simply cannot bear the chaos and cluelessness of the yamen in this era. It's much easier to navigate your work in a way that you're familiar with than it is to adapt yourself to your job.
Of course, the premise is that you have to have a boss who fully supports you, who doesn't hinder your colleagues, and you have to be convincing. Wang Xian won the trust of his subordinates by three points, one is credibility, the charter is strictly implemented, and nothing is done because of people. The second is not greedy for money, although he collects all the inputs, but every income is accounted for, and he will never fill his pocket. The third is his super ability, which makes people believe that he can strictly supervise and put an end to fraud.
This third is fundamental, an incompetent boss, no matter how perfect the system is given to him, it will also be played with by people between applause. And without a relatively level playing field, expect those old fritters to play with you according to the rules?
Therefore, the reason why this system can be implemented in the house is because Wang Xian is in charge, and those crooked and corrupt tricks hundreds of years ago are simply pediatric in his eyes. With a CPA in charge, who can play tricks?
To put it bluntly, his method does not have the ability to promote xìng, it is just a weapon tailored for himself by a master. If someone else implements this system, I am afraid that it will be full of mistakes. And even if Wang Xian doesn't have this system, he can still take care of the house in an orderly manner, which is nothing more than a few times more effort.
But when the master has a weapon at hand, he is naturally like a tiger with wings, and the results are immediate. Under the grace and strict supervision of Wang Daguan, the household house swept away the chaotic and inefficient wind for many years, and the officials worked diligently and hard, and their efficiency was greatly improved, and the task of harvesting and relieving the autumn grain was completed step by step.
This is because the house is originally equipped with a large number of people, but in the past, it was chaotic and disorderly, and the number of people was superfluous, and no matter how many people there were, it was ineffective. But when Wang Xian straightens out the work process, let everyone know what they should do, and give them enough motivation, the work efficiency will naturally improve, and the task will be completed naturally.
Moreover, Wang Xian also had a lenient side towards the public secretary office, he stipulated that after each rì painting, as long as everyone completed the work of the rì, they could leave work early, and did not need to wait until the end of the Shen Dynasty. Although the management is stricter, the bookstore feels more relaxed. That's the magic of management.
It's a pity that not everyone is happy, Wang Xian, in order to avoid being troubled, now reports everything directly to the magistrate. The power of the money and grain book in the hands of Diao Master was naturally transferred to the hands of Wei Zhixian, which was equivalent to being completely hollowed out. Now except for a little regular silver, he can't get any benefits, so he naturally hates Wang Xian to death.
But Wang Xian doesn't care about him, a master who offended the magistrate and was robbed of power, what else is there to fear? The surname Diao is smarter, just eat dry food for a few years honestly, wait for the roll to cover and get out, if he is still restless and dares to make any small moves, he has to let him go with his old subordinate Li Sheng!
Speaking of Li Shenglai, Wei Zhixian won the squire's giant room, and he was completely hopeless. Losing the protection of power, Wanguan's family wealth has become the source of trouble, not only the officials' rooms, torture rooms, and fast shift people fight the autumn wind twice in three days, and even the ruffians and hooligans dare to come to the door to blackmail, it is said that life is worse than death!
It's the end of the month.
At this time, the northern country should have been frozen for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles. But in the south of the Yangtze River, I don't feel the slaughter of midwinter, and although these rì have been stormy, the air is a little stuffy, like the late chūn season.
In the afternoon of this day, Wang Gui came to the yamen and asked Wang Xian to go home in the evening, it turned out that the father had finally returned, and his daughter-in-law had also moved home, and the whole family wanted to have a reunion dinner together.
Wang Xian naturally didn't say anything, let everyone go out, and said to Wang Gui with a smile: "What's the matter, I didn't lie to you, right?" β
"Hehe......" Wang Gui nodded embarrassedly.
"By the way, there's one more thing." Wang Xian took out a deed from the drawer and said, "Do you know the way of Zhangjia Paper Mill?" β
"Of course, Zhilu said that their family was originally the opponent of our workshop." Wang Gui nodded and said, "But a while ago, I heard that his owner Zhang Qian had a lawsuit, saying that he had secretly joined the Ming Sect." β
"Yes, Zhang Qian has indeed entered the Ming Sect, and the verdict has come down, and he is sentenced to behead the marquis." Wang Xian nodded.
"That's pathetic." Wang Gui sighed, "Others are good. β
"However, the imperial court has recently been short of money and has promulgated a 'nano atonement ordinance'." Wang Xian said: "Allowing ordinary capital crimes to buy their lives with money, Zhang Qian plans to sell the workshop in order to raise money." β
"Uh......" Wang Gui's eyes lit up, which was what he had always dreamed of. It's a pity that Zhangjia Paper Mill has a complete set of papermaking utensils, skilled workers, and several exclusive secret recipes. Such a workshop was worth a thousand taels of silver, and he could not afford it in his life.
"It's too late to discuss, I've already made the decision and bought it for my eldest brother." Who knew that Wang Xian wrote lightly: "Let Shuai Hui take you to the household later." β
"What?" Wang Gui said in disbelief: "You bought it?" β
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said, "When I had dinner last night, I heard from the people in the torture room that he was going to sell the workshop, so I casually asked how much it was. β
"How much?"
"Five hundred taels, you want cash and not treasure money." Wang Xiandao: "I remember that there is a record of the transfer of ownership of the house, and the workshop of the same size costs 1,000 taels to buy a full set, and 500 taels is very worthwhile." β
"It's not just a value, it's like picking it up for nothing!" Wang Gui said excitedly: "It's okay to say anything else, the key is the formula." Although every workshop in this county claims to be able to make 'Yuan Shu Paper', only five are authentic, and Zhangjia Paper Mill is one of them. This secret recipe alone is more than five hundred taels. Saying that, he asked a little superfluously, "Five hundred taels includes the secret recipe, right?" β
"What do you say...... "Wang Xianbai glanced at him, am I such an unobtrusive person?" After a calculation, I felt that the opportunity could not be missed, and this matter was finalized at the dinner table. I was afraid that someone would cut off my beard, so I simply pulled out the deed first. He said with a smile and said: "It's really not redundant to worry, there are several well-informed people who come to the house today to ask, I heard that I occupied it, and some people paid eight hundred taels to buy it." β
"Eight hundred taels can't be sold to him!" Wang Gui blurted out, and only after finishing speaking, did he ask as if he remembered something: "Where did you get so much money?" Saying that, he taught his younger brother with a straight face: "People say that you have become the God of Wealth of our Fuyang, but you can't be so excessive, it's only been a few days, and you have been greedy for five hundred taels first?" In the long run, how can you get it? β
"Big brother, what do you think of me?" Wang Xian smiled bitterly: "I don't take any money that shouldn't be taken." Seeing that he didn't explain it, Wang Gui refused to let himself go, so he had to simply say the blackmail of Li Sheng: "At that time, I got two gold bars, worth two hundred taels of silver. In addition, after collecting the autumn tax this month, I got eighty taels with miscellaneous taps. I borrowed the remaining half from them, and I slowly returned it when I got back. β
Now, as the boss of his household, as long as he has a mouth, the bosses of each house are vying to lend him ...... It's not good to be too enthusiastic, it's troublesome to borrow whoever doesn't borrow anyone, so Wang Xian had to borrow dozens of taels each.
"Uh......" Wang Gui was dumbfounded when he heard it, no wonder people said, 'The household secretary has been a household official for three years, and he will not change the prime minister', which is also too rich.
"The main thing is to catch up with the autumn tax and pay the tax, but there are not so many other months." Wang Xian coughed twice and said, "Go quickly, Boss Wang." β
"Ahh Wang Gui came back to his senses at this time, shook his head and said, "You bought it with money, what's the matter if I go to transfer the ownership?" β
"Aren't we separated? What's the difference between mine and yours? Wang Xian shook his head and said, "Didn't my brother think the same way, so he went bankrupt to treat me?" β
"Jiro." Wang Gui was moved: "Big brother is so happy, big brother didn't hurt you in vain." But it's better for you to be the owner. Hire me as a big boss, and my brother will be satisfied. β
"Noise." Wang Xian waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'm not interested in doing business, if you haven't always wanted to open a paper mill, why should I buy it?" Coughing as he spoke, he called Shuai Hui and said, "Accompany my eldest brother to the household, and Hugh wants to listen to him." β
"Erlang ......" Wang Gui grinned, looking like he wanted to laugh and cry.
"Uncle, don't fight," Shuai Hui smiled: "My family has an unrivaled temper, don't you still know the way?" As he spoke, he pulled Wang Gui out of the public room.
"Alas......" Wang Gui glanced back at his younger brother affectionately, he never expected that his dream in this life was realized by his younger brother.
When Wang Gui left, Wang Xian smiled bitterly, the family's foreign debts had not been paid off, and now he was burdened with a debt of two hundred and twenty taels. It is estimated that Wang Gui's workshop needs a lot of money to start, where to find money? If only the autumn grain was harvested every month.
was worried, Wu Wei opened the curtain and came in, and said with a smile: "My lord, the one who sent the money is here." β
"What's the money?" Wang Xian was stunned.
"Zhou Grain Merchant," Wu Wei said, presenting a gilded invitation, "He has come to deliver an invitation to your lordship." β
"Nothing to do." Wang Xian glanced at it, and the place where he was invited was Xiao Qinhuai, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said, "I'm going home for dinner tonight." β
"Then I'll get back to him." Wang Xian is now the boss of the house, so naturally not everyone can see him.
"Don't worry," Wang Xian asked, "What do you say for Lu, he is here to send money?" β
"He should have come to beg the lord to sell him the old grain that is often closed." Wu Wei said: "Every year when the new grain is harvested, the regular closing position will reduce the price to dispose of a batch of moldy old grain, and replace it with a batch of new grain into the warehouse. He comes here once a year. β
"It turned out to be the purchase of moldy old grain...... Wang Xian said strangely: "Then we should beg him, what did he come to beg me to do?" βγ