Chapter 142: Is there such a good thing in the world?

On the afternoon of the 26th day of the 12th lunar month, Tang Cheng took a roll of red paper bought from the street and started working hard after he arrived at the office. He was speechless to say that Tang Ren didn't need red envelopes, so he had to buy red paper to make himself.

In later generations, when Tang Cheng worked in the company, what impressed him most was that when he sent red envelopes before the annual holiday every year, everyone was really excited and happy at this time. If the red envelopes were received in a thick manner, he would naturally feel good about the company and the boss in his heart. Although this is a small method that cannot be even smaller, it is of great benefit to harmonious interpersonal relationships within the company and unite people's hearts, and it is also an effective means to build company culture.

Now he is a manager of all sizes, and there is absolutely no reason for such effective means in later generations.

Cut, paste, pretend to be flying money, and then write some good things on the red envelope. Fortunately, there are not too many people left in Sitian Cao now, otherwise he would be very busy.

After all these were done, Tang Cheng slowly stepped out of the office room as the skylight was about to scatter.

Because it will be officially on holiday tomorrow, everyone in the yamen looked very happy. After seeing Tang Cheng come out, everyone's eyes focused on him, just waiting for Lord Sir Si to officially announce that this writing will be closed for holiday.

Tang Cheng did not announce the holiday directly like the previous judging department. Instead, he stepped to the edge of the desk of Deng Jiachun, the largest in the business room, and bowed and smiled: "Brother Deng is the oldest and oldest in this Cao, but he is able to work diligently in daily affairs, and he is really a model for his civil servants."

Deng Jiachun is an honest man, a typical old ox-like figure. Everyone who looks like him can use it, but it is also the easiest to be ignored. After entering the yamen for decades, Deng Jiachun has encountered very few encounters like this. Seeing Tang Cheng saluting himself in front of his colleagues, Old Deng felt both hot and impatient, "Sir, kill me, you...", and the honest man hurriedly wanted to get up and return the gift.

"Brother Deng doesn't have to do this. New Year's Eve is coming. You have been busy for a year. Today, I am thanking you for your support for Cao Zhong's affairs and our company over the past year. You can bear this gift." He held Deng Jiachun, who was about to get up. Tang Cheng smiled and took out a red envelope from his sleeve. "We only talk about the age, regardless of the high and low. Here are some small things. Cao Li thanked Brother Deng's family. Without the support of his sister-in-law and his sister, it would be difficult for Brother Deng to do his best in the yamen. If his sister-in-law and the others like, they will buy it themselves. New Year's Eve is coming, which is also a little bit of caution expressed by Cao Li."

Deng Jiachun picked up the red envelope. On the cover was a very beautiful eight-point regular script from Lord Juan Si:

New Year's Eve is approaching, and on the occasion of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, Tang Chengjin, on behalf of Tian Cao, the Jinzhou Prefecture Yasi, wishes Brother Deng Jiachun: Happy family and everything goes well!

If this sentence is just a common article in later generations, no one will think it is like this after reading it, but at present, it is completely different in the Tang Dynasty.

The first encounter in the world, the first encounter in the world, the first encounter in the world, the first encounter in the world. Shangguan celebrated his subordinates' New Year; the first encounter in the world, Shangguan paid money to his subordinates' families. So many first encounters fell on Deng Jiachun, a honest man who had always been ignored. The effect it caused was beyond Tang Cheng's expectations.

After entering the yamen for forty years, Deng Jiachun has never been treated so politely by Shangguan? He has never been taken so seriously by Shangguan? Looking at the beautiful eight-point regular script on the red envelope cover, in an instant, the feeling in Lao Deng's heart was so mixed and indescribable. The heat in his whole body surged up. Although he had not drunk, his face turned red as if he was drunk. His hands were even trembling as if he was holding the red envelope. "Big... Sir..." The chest was thrust, which made Lao Deng, who was full of emotion, could not say a complete word of thanks. Later, when he was over 50 years old, he actually dripped two tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Brother Deng, you should be happy at the New Year's Eve. Next year, I and I must have more reliance on it." Tang Cheng was also surprised by Deng Jiachun's performance. He did not expect that his inspiration would have such a strong effect.

Now Lao Deng has not opened the red envelope, which means that he did not act like this when he saw the numbers of flying money in it. Just those few words are just ordinary or simple words in later generations.

There is really a lack of respect in this day and age! The hierarchy and rank limits people to the limit, especially in the yamen. Because of the lack of respect between people, his behavior, which seems to be ordinary in later generations, actually had such a lethal effect.

"Yes," Old Deng's heart was so shaking that he was a little uneasy at this moment. After hearing Tang Cheng's words, he just nodded vigorously.

This scene in front of me is really unprecedented. The other pens in the office were stunned? Shangguan saluted his subordinates? Shangguan celebrated his subordinates' New Year's greetings? Shangguan expressed his feelings to his subordinates' families? If this scene had not been staged in front of me, no one would have believed it after hearing it.

Even so, they were so shocked that they were still stunned, and for a moment, the entire office room was silent.

"Okay, okay!" Tang Cheng patted Lao Deng's shoulder and walked towards the next person. First, he gave a gift, and then gave a red envelope. The remaining seven people of Sitian Cao enjoyed the same treatment as Lao Deng. As for their feelings, you can only look at the somewhat solemn atmosphere in the office room due to the touching atmosphere.

"Sir... This..." Miao Shi, who suddenly stood up from the seat, made a "bang" sound from the Hu bench behind him because of his big move. Everyone looked at him and saw him standing there in shock, holding a flying money taken out of the red envelope in his hand.

"This is the Gongyu accumulated by Cao Li. It is the Gongyu and the original Cao Gong. Everyone has been busy for a year and it just happened to be distributed." Tang Cheng smiled and waved his hand to Miao Shi, "Everything of this money is clean, don't worry to put it away."

Because everyone was complicated just now, so they didn't open the red envelope immediately. After seeing Miao Shidi's actions, they opened the seal and took out the flying money. When they saw the numbers on it, they were almost stunned.

Thirty stakes!

For example, Tang Cheng's monthly salary was only four or two, and Deng Jiachun, who had the highest monthly salary among Miao Shi and others, was only five or one or three or three. This red envelope was worth at least half a year, or even seven or eight months of their salary.

It’s not that these pen officials have never seen thirty stakes of money. Although this amount is not enough, it is not too big. For Miao Shi and others, one has never encountered such a thing, and the other has never expected that Tang Chengdi could be so generous in his actions. Although he was talking about Gongyu, everyone is an old man in the yamen. Who doesn’t know that the so-called Gongyu is actually the forbidden ban of the officials. These thirty stakes are equivalent to... Tang Cheng is giving them his own money!

There is such a good thing in the world?!

Tang Cheng knew what they were thinking after just looking at the faces of everyone. He was moved, okay, just to move you!

After the New Year, when Sun Envoy left, Tang Cheng had to face Lao Ma alone. At that time, the fire in the backyard would be fatal. The reason why he had the idea of ​​sending red envelopes was to comfort him in advance, and the war in front of him must be stable in the rear. Now it seems that this red envelope strategy with a flash of inspiration is more than ten times better than he had expected before.

The gap! This is the gap. When it comes to managers' means to win over the hearts of the people, the companies in later generations were much stronger than those of the Tang Dynasty's yamen. Now, if you just pick up an example, you will have such an effect. I wonder if this is considered a hard advantage of time travelers?

He was about to stop when he was done. At this moment, there was no need to say anything more. Tang Cheng clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention. He said simply and briefly: "Okay, the business is over. Now our company officially announced that the closing holiday is on!"

If we say that this time is just right, just by the time Tang Cheng finished speaking, the bells of the scattered yamen outside were ringing slowly.

After Tang Cheng smiled and bowed to everyone, he came out of the office room first, and there was still a quiet place behind him. It was obvious that Miao Shi and others had not yet awakened from the shock they had just now.

After leaving the yamen, Tang Cheng went to Feng Haizhou's house again and gave his family the same red envelope.

Walking out with endless gratitude from the Feng family, Tang Cheng looked at the lively street outside, and breathed a long sigh between his chest and arms. He was busy this year, as if he was fighting, and now he was finally able to relax for a few days.

As the end of the year approaches, people are coming and going on the streets. Tang Cheng, who has completely relaxed, is leisurely walking in the street market. He is walking around and walking slowly home.

When Tang Cheng, who was chewing the dessert fruit in his mouth, took a jacquard lantern in his left hand, and walked back home with a dessert box in his right hand, it was dusk.

"Mom, then, I'll buy you and your father a senior pastry. I heard that the master came from Xiangzhou, and the taste of this snack fruit is indeed good." Tang Cheng said as he ate it, the snack box in his hand had been handed to Tang Zhang, who was busy at the door. "This thing must be eaten while it's hot. Mom, hurry up and try it with your father."

"Master from Xiangzhou, yo, that's far enough! This little bit of snack is not cheap, right?" After taking the box, Zhang Tang took the box and raised his hand to wipe off the dessert that was stained by Tang Cheng's mouth. "It's all a man, I'm not old enough to see it." After saying this with a loving smile, Zhang Tang lifted the dessert box to his eyes and took a closer look, and smelled it again, "Well, it's fragrant! But your father and I are so old, and I still eat this joke. Cheng, you bring it in and let the one in your room be used for gifts. Your identity is different now, so how much money is spent on the trip this year!"

"Oh, my mother, I have told you how many times that my son has made money and made a lot of money. Now you two old people can eat whatever they want. Just this little fruit, if you don't feel tired of it, eat it every day, and eat it every meal." After Tang Cheng handed the lantern in his hand to Lao Gao on the side, he took the box in Tang Zhang's hand and opened it, picked out a piece of peach crisp from it and stuffed it into Tang Zhang's mouth, "How is it, is it delicious?"

"Delicious", Tang Zhang smiled very sweetly, "This child will not live at all. Okay, mom will do it yourself. If you want to feed this again, you won't be able to laugh at our family if you see it."

"Lao Gao, this is for you, let the people in your house and your daughter try it." There are four packs of snacks in the box. Tang Cheng took out a pack and threw it to Lao Gao, and walked inside with Tang Zhang, "It is natural for a son to be filial to his mother. Whoever likes to watch, laugh and lets him go."

"This child said silly," although he was angry. The joy between the eyes of Zhang, the Tang Dynasty, was about to overflow. "Yes, did you say yesterday that you would have a holiday after going to the yamen today, and you would have it?"

"Let it go", Tang Cheng agreed heavily.

"Amitabha, Buddha bless you, just let it go, Acheng, you should have a good rest." Tang Zhang took the dessert fruit handed over by Tang Cheng and fed it into his mouth, "Tonight, my mother will give you a fish with oil, salt noodles."

The mother and son arrived at the inner courtyard with laughter. Tang Shuan was lying on the tree and knocking branches of the osmanthus tree in the inner courtyard. Tang Zhang shouted from a distance, "The head of the country, my son is back, I bought some dessert fruits for us. It is the craftsmanship of the master of Xiangzhou, which is so fragrant! Come down and try it."

"How old is this person? He is not a baby, so he still eats this?" After Tang Shuan came down from the tree, he said almost exactly the same as Tang Zhang's previous example. "This good thing should be put away for gifts."

Tang Cheng was completely speechless after hearing this. He had told them many times in the past few days. His son is now making money. He wants to eat and wear, but he is just as good as he doesn't hear it. He is still very frugal when he should be frugal.

"If you want to eat, don't let your son down."

Tang Cheng handed the dessert fruit in his hand to Tang Shuan and asked, "Yingwan and the others are not here."

"Go to the street to prepare New Year's goods, and the New Year's gift is gone." Tang Zhang opened a bag of oil paper in the box, counted the number of fruits inside, and said, "Acheng. You have to tell the people in your house that this New Year's goods are enough. I see that they are not young anymore."

"You just talk too much." Before Tang Cheng could speak, Tang Shuan had already answered, "Acheng is now in charge of the land in Jinzhou! His identity is different, and his family will have a large number of guests, especially this year. I won't prepare more now. What should I do if I lose face at that time?"

"Okay, okay, I'm talking too much." After counting the fruits, Tang Zhang laughed happily: "It just so happened that this whole bag was twenty and there weren't moving. I ate seven of this bag. Three of us ate one more, and there were ten left. The two made up thirty. The five grandchildren came, and each of them was evenly divided." She smiled, and she had reached out and picked up two snacks and handed them to Tang Cheng and Tang Shuan.

"Mom, is this still a precious thing? Since you like to eat, just eat it. When my sister and the others come tomorrow, we will buy it. One box for a child, two boxes?" As he said that, Tang Cheng grabbed a handful of the snack box and stuffed it into Tang Shuan's hand.

"It's enough to try it out." Tang Shuan put it back again, and said to Tang Cheng with a serious look on his face: "Success, since you have arrived here and your wife is not here, we are just talking about your two sisters."

Tang Cheng had two sisters, and women in this era did not have a serious name, only the nicknames that were commonly called by their families, the eldest sister orchid and the second sister apricot flower.

When Tang Cheng traveled through time, orchids and apricots were married as wives. The people who married the land were also farmers in the village near their hometown. They said they were close to each other, but there were too many things for the farmer's daily life. On the slope, at home, feeding chickens and cooking, and children were both pestering, the two sisters came back very few times. Even if they came back, as rural women, they had nothing to say. They just helped Tang Zhang work silently. In this way, they saw that there was little and lack of communication. Tang Cheng naturally had no impression of these two sisters, and there was no much affection.

After mentioning that the tea bowl helped the Tang Zhang couple pour water, Tang Cheng also sat down, "Well, Dad, just say anything, dad."

"Damn, say it," Tang Shuan opened his mouth and finally wrote this sentence.

"You can't say that you are not your daughter?" Tang Zhang said to Tang Shuan, and looked at Tang Cheng and said, "Yes, it's not just the partiality of your parents. You are now promising. Parents are thinking about whether you can help your two sisters. Your eldest sister has three children, the eldest is a son, and the second daughter is not to mention the second daughter, the eldest son and the couple are also willing to let him go to school, but the cost... As for your second sister, let alone her, Chen Huagui, is a second-rate boy, and Xinghua'er's life is difficult now."

Speaking of this, the Zhang couple in the Tang Dynasty looked sad.

"Dad, mom, don't be in trouble. What else can your son not speak? Just say what the rules of the law are there."

"Your brother-in-law is Baocheng. When you got a strange disease, you lent us a lot of money! Before we came this time, the couple went home together. What your sister meant was that she wanted Baocheng to learn some economical business in his wife's tung oil shop and let her children go to school. Over time, she would not be able to eat alone."

"Learn economics and make a living, you can farm differently, so I don't know my brother-in-law..."

"Your brother-in-law can do it. He is a slim man with a good brain and a good mind. He is also good at it. Last month, my wife went back to collect tung oil. Our place is Baocheng responsible for the land, and the cooking area is good, and the price is cheaper than other places. It was through this matter that Baocheng had this mind and thought of learning tung oil to make a living."

"Since that's the case," Tang Cheng pondered for a while and nodded, "Let him go there after that year. As for his salary, he will compare with the example of Mr. Grandmaster. If he wants to learn well in the future, he will leave the shop to take care of."

That is the largest tung oil shop in Yunxi City. How much salary does the eldest gentleman have to have in a month? The couple of Tang Zhang heard Tang Cheng's words and were still displeased. "Then the relationship is good! But if this matter is done, you should discuss it with your wife first. This is his property after all."

"Well, I will tell her tonight. But don't worry, my parents, I'll just say this." This is not Tang Cheng's mind was hot for a while, but this is actually a problem he had been considering for a long time.

According to the current requirements, officials cannot do business. First, the court has requirements, and the merchants are a low-key business. If they want to interfere directly in the officialdom, it is indeed a bad impact. Although the tung oil shop in Yunxi is Li Yingwan's property, the two have married now, at least to outsiders, the shop has the surname Tang.

Tang Cheng is still a foreign official and is not considered a Guan'er, so he can barely get over it. However, it is not a big deal to be so vague. Now that Bao Cheng is here, let's try him for a while. If the person is really reliable, you might as well transfer your name, which is a good way to deal with this matter.

After saying this, we should naturally talk about my second sister Xinghuaer. She is really a miserable person. She married a man. Chen Huagui is a mischievous man. She cannot suffer in the fields and likes to bet. Such a person is just a useless person in the countryside. When talking about him, Tang Zhang looked angry and kept complaining about Tang Shuan.

"His father was so famous back then, but who knew he had such a son?" Speaking of this, Tang Shuan began to scratch his head with his hands like a firewood rake, which made him feel very regretful.

After listening to Tang Zhang's complaints, Tang Cheng replied directly: "This Chen Huagui can't help."

"Success, your second sister..."

"He has been in trouble for so many years and has been fed up for a long time. He can't make a living, and he likes to bet. How can he help? He has to lose as much money. I'm afraid that my second sister and the child will not be able to spend half a piece of money. Why are we going to do this?" At this point, Tang Cheng pondered for a moment and said, "Or why just 'leave', right?"

"How can this work? Do you want your sister's reputation?" Tang Shuan and his wife said in unison without hesitation.

"Harmony" means divorce in later generations, and it is the procedure for dissolving the relationship between husband and wife stipulated in Tang Law. Tang Cheng saw that they reacted so strongly, so he asked again, "Dad, think about it, is it important for the second sister to be a place, or is it important for her to live a good life?"

After hearing this, Tang Shuan scratched his head with his hands and said in a deep voice: "No, after 'Heli', he lost his reputation, and it will be difficult for your second sister to marry again."

"My second sister is only twenty-one this year, right? She is diligent, has a good temperament, and is handsome. Don't worry, parents, let me leave this matter to me. After my second sister is separated, I will definitely find a better one for her."

After saying this, seeing that the Tang and Zhang couple still didn't spit out, Tang Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now. At least when my second sister arrives tomorrow, she will ask her what she means. In addition, let's take a look at Chen Huagui, maybe he has some help, maybe he might not be able to."

Hearing this, the couple of Zhang and Tang looked at each other and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, maybe he has a saver."

That night, Tang Cheng told Li Yingwan about Baocheng. After Li Yingwan heard this, he twisted in Tang Cheng's arms and said, "Acheng, you just want to make your own decisions. If you want to say that I saw this elder brother-in-law last month, it is a reliable thing to do."

"Well, I'll feel even more at ease with you." Tang Cheng's hand was sliding on Li Yingwan's body tightly and slowly.

After just after loving her, Li Yingwan's body had not faded. At this time, she was lying on Tang Cheng and was really unwilling to move a little finger. After a long time, she suddenly remembered something and reluctantly raised her body and said, "Acheng, is all that money from us?"

"Who else can it be if it's not ours?" Tang Cheng smiled wickedly and tightened his hands, and Li Yingwan hummed "Yeah".

With this tender moan, she crawled down again and said in a daze: "Acheng, you have gone to Yangzhou twice and earned so much money, so much! It's really like dreaming!"
Chapter completed!