Chapter 505
Chapter 505
The account book printed by Qian, Zhao Guoqing spent more than an hour, and he still held a pen and paper and an abacus, calculating little by little.
There is no calculator this year, it all depends on the abacus.
That is, the scorekeepers in the team all require that the abacus play well, otherwise they will not qualify.
As for the salesman, the abacus is also a basic skill, you have to be able to play, otherwise, the accounts are not clear, and they will definitely not be qualified.
Zhao Guoqing will also plan to plate, but it is not fast, but the account book printed by Qian is very good.
Professional, at a glance, making people look very comfortable, and his bookkeeping habits, Zhao Guoqing has long been adapted, take a look casually, use the abacus to type, basically the entire ledger is no problem.
The sales volume of brick and tile factories is steadily rising, but this month is approaching the agricultural busy, and the sales volume is still less.
After all, at this time, it is the off-season for making houses, and at the end of this month or next month, it is estimated that it will enter the brick sales season, and at that time, people with a little money in the countryside will consider building houses at this time.
Because the autumn harvest is also idle, there is money and time, why don’t you build a house?”
“The accounts are good, the work is very good, tomorrow will pay the salary and take the holiday…” The
cash in the brick and tile factory is basically in Zhang Jun’s hands, and he has to be notified to pay the salary, and the money can be placed on the side of the money seal, and the amount is large to a certain extent, so it is more reliable to hand it over to Zhang Jun.
After all, in the later stage, this kiln factory will bring a lot of income every month.
“Okay, I’ll go back and talk to the kiln!” Qian
Yin promised to leave, but was stopped by Liu Zhenfang and insisted on staying for dinner.
It was noon, and when Qian Yin returned to the brick factory, in case he couldn’t catch the meal, this lunch meal would be delayed.
In the end,
Qian Yin was left behind and ate a meal of rice dumplings and rolling noodles at Zhao Guoqing’s house.
The cowpeas eaten by Bao Cao , the air is full of the aroma of lard in one bite, the rice of cowpeas is boiled soft and glutinous, with the fragrant and hard shell baked outside Bao Cao outside, don’t mention how fragrant, if you feel that Bao Cao is
too dry, drink a sip of rolling water, eat a few mouthfuls of noodles,
very comfortable.
Qian Yin looked at Zhao Guoqing with some envy, giggling, eating rolling noodles and dumplings, and some dishes on the table, even if he was a guest, this hospitality was too rich.
The Zhao family’s life is really good.
The key is that his family is particularly kind to people from top to bottom, and he does not feel rich at all, looks down on people, or is particularly stingy, afraid that he will eat and drink more.
This meal, Qian Yin ate very comfortably.
However, he left after eating, busy returning to the factory, and Zhao Guoqing did not stay.
He wanted to find Zhang Jun to get the money.
Dozens of workers pay salaries, which is also a lot of money, and the money must be prepared.
In the afternoon, he went to talk to Zhang Jun, and only then did he realize that some money had been deposited in the rural credit cooperative, and if he needed the money, he had to go to the agricultural bank on the other side of the Red Star Commune to get it.
And because this amount is a bit large, I also went to say hello a day earlier.
Otherwise, the money cannot be withdrawn.
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So Zhang Jun went to the Agricultural Bank that afternoon to make an appointment, and they went to withdraw the money the next morning, because in addition to paying salaries, they also had to withdraw some money out, and they had to dig a new kiln again, and they had to build better and bigger.
More money, a few of them still settle the accounts and divide the money.
Therefore, this time to withdraw money, there must be tens of thousands of yuan, which is also a very large amount for the Red Star Commune, and it is necessary to prepare in advance.
Qian Yin returned to the brick and tile factory and talked to Liu Zhencai about paying wages and taking vacations, which suddenly made many people happy, the factory was full of laughter, and many people began to calculate, what to do after receiving the salary?
Except for some specific times, everyone can take out dozens of pieces at once, which will make people very envious.
Because he had to go to the Red Star Commune to withdraw money, and then send it to the brick factory, this time was still a little tight, and he brought more money, and it was not very safe, so he discussed with Song Siyuan and asked her to drive herself and Zhang Jun to the Red Star Commune.
Then go to the brick factory, which is a little more convenient.
Song Siyuan naturally agreed with a mouthful, but put forward a request, they will visit the Red Star Commune at that time, she hurried over last time, she didn’t take a closer look, and when she arrived at the Chaoyang Brigade, she always heard people say there.
She realized that in the eyes of the villagers here, this Red Star Commune was the best place.
It’s a pity not to take a look.
“Okay, you drive, you decide, anyway, send the money over tomorrow, the day after tomorrow is estimated to be busy with farming, when the time comes, I will be busy, tomorrow you have a car just enough to buy more food!”
Zhao Guoqing also agreed cheerfully.
Song Siyuan was at her home, and she didn’t lead her around, just tomorrow to withdraw money to buy vegetables.
After saying this, early the next morning, Zhang Jun came to Zhao Guoqing’s house and also took Song Siyuan’s car with him.
Although Zhang Jun pretended to be calm, he was still very nervous sitting in the car, and there was no place to put his hands.
Zhao Guoqing didn’t gnaw either, pretending not to see it, so as not to embarrass Zhang Jun.
There was a car walking on the road, and along the way it received countless envious eyes, and Zhao Guoqing even vaguely heard someone say that it was Zhao Guoqing, a member of our Chaoyang Brigade.
It’s just that the car is driving a little fast, and it is impossible to hear it so clearly.
“This car is still fast, I never found that it was so close to the Red Star Commune, so fast!”
When Zhang Jun got out of the car, he was still a little dizzy, and said in his mouth, it didn’t take long to sit down.
And they came early, and the people from the Agricultural Bank had not yet gone to work, but it would be just in time for an early gathering to eat and buy something.
There will be some things that are no longer ticketed.
Compare fritters and soy milk, there are still people selling bao dumplings on the street, Zhao Guoqing also bought one, taste it, it is cowpea, but unfortunately it is not delicious, not as good as my mother, but it is enough to fill the stomach.
“This is not made by my aunt, there is too little filling, there is less oil, and the taste is not good!” Song
Siyuan, who followed Zhao Guoqing to eat dumplings, frowned a little, and she also felt that the taste of this dumplings was much worse.
I’m going to buy some meat, I’m buying some chicken, tomorrow I’m going to be busy with farming, I’m afraid you won’t have to be idle at that time…” Zhao
Guoqing said a little embarrassed, because once the countryside is busy, there is really no day and night, and there is no time to cook.
The family said that it was okay, and when the time came, Song Siyuan and Zhao Chunlan would cook at home.
The eldest sister is pregnant, and some of the cooking work may have to be hard Song Siyuan.
“What a big thing, I can do something, I can’t wait to…” Song
Siyuan looked at Zhao Guoqing with a smile, but he unconsciously collided with a person.
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