The Dragon Boat Festival is a custom passed down a hundred years ago and has gradually become a big festival.
Last year there was a famine, so the Dragon Boat Festival was not celebrated very well. This year, every household has a full spring harvest, so they celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival with great excitement.
A few days ago, Cheng Wanwan asked the children at home to pick rice dumpling leaves by the river. The water level of the river was high and the rice dumpling leaves grew very well. Many of them were picked back by Sidan and his children.
"How did you get so many rice dumpling leaves?" Cheng Yuanyuan said in shock, "How can you eat all the rice dumpling leaves?"
She is clever and handy and is the main force in making rice dumplings. Several girls have already learned how to make rice dumplings. They are all busy cooking rice dumpling leaves and preparing ropes to tie the rice dumplings. They are not strings, but a kind of grass called Malan, which is very tough. It is not easy to break, so people in the village specially use this to tie the rice dumplings.
Cheng Wanwan smiled and said: "There are so many people in the workshop, I plan to give a few to each person."
A lifetime ago, in modern times, every year during the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, the company would give out boxing gifts. This has become a common rule.
Now that the workers in the workshop are working hard and steadfastly, she has no reason not to give them gifts.
Just make the most common glutinous rice dumplings, six for each person, plus two salted duck eggs. The salted duck eggs have been reserved by Mrs. Zhu and have been sent to the warehouse for storage.
A big family sat in the yard and started making rice dumplings. There were thousands of rice dumplings, which took a lot of effort.
The festival is tomorrow, so today we have to wrap and cook the rice dumplings and distribute them to everyone in the workshop.
The rice dumpling leaves need to be soaked in water in advance, dried for a while, and then the stem on the head is cut off. The glutinous rice also needs to be soaked in water for later use.
Then take a rice dumpling leaf, fold it into a triangle, fill the space with glutinous rice, then close the rice dumpling leaf, add another rice dumpling leaf and wrap it along the grain to prevent leakage, and finally tie it with a straw rope to wrap it.
After wrapping some rice dumplings, Wei Hongying would take them to the kitchen and start cooking. Not long after cooking, she could smell the fragrance of the rice dumplings.
Although there are no other ingredients in this rice dumpling, it is still very delicious. The glutinous rice is dyed with the aroma of rice dumpling leaves, dipped in a little sugar, and when you take a bite, the rice dumplings and sweet sugar bloom in your taste buds. Cheng Wanwan eats two in one breath. Very satisfying. It is indeed a traditional snack that has been passed down for thousands of years.
There are many people and strength. Before the workshop ended, thousands of rice dumplings were finally packed and cooked. They were packed into several large buckets and carried all to the open space. Then they brought over the salted duck eggs that had been washed and carried them. A table ready to distribute Dragon Boat Festival benefits.
Before the people in the workshop finished work, they got the news that rice dumplings were going to be distributed.
As soon as the hour arrived, everyone couldn't wait to gather in the open space.
"Okay, everyone, line up!" Old Mrs. Zhao held a roster in her hand, "Those who receive the rice dumplings must put their fingerprints behind their names. You are not allowed to jump in the queue!"
She has been working as a supervisor in the workshop for half a year. She may not recognize other words, but everyone's name will become familiar after seeing it too many times, and there is no way they can mistake it.
Each person has six rice dumplings, tied with a rope and carried, plus two salted duck eggs.
The workers were all beaming with joy.
It's not like these people have never worked in other places before. It would be great if their employer could pay them back their wages. They never dared to expect anything else.
They give away clothes, free meals, and even give out rice dumplings and duck eggs during festivals... This is something I never dared to think about before.
"Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Everyone has three days of paid rest." Cheng Wanwan looked at everyone and said, "Work hard when you work, and you must have a good rest when you rest. Don't worry, the workshop will not treat you badly." !”
These people had heard Mrs. Zhao mention it before, but no one took it seriously. They didn't expect it to be true.
Their wages are calculated on a monthly basis, which means that even if they don't work for three days, they will not lose a penny.
"Da Shan Niang... ah no, I always feel that the word Dashan Niang doesn't suit you. From now on we will still call you Sui Ruren!"
"Only Suiru people have such a big heart and magnanimity. Having Suiru people is the luckiest thing for us in Dahe Village!"
"Those of us from the Chengjia Village have also benefited from the glory. The second aunt of the Chengjia...oh Bu Sui Ruren, we must work hard!"
"..."
Everyone looked at Cheng Wanwan and their eyes instantly became more respectful.
Cheng Wanwan knew that in ancient times, capitalist exploitation was also very serious, and the welfare of some working people at the bottom was not guaranteed at all. She was unable to change the times and could only make the workers in her workshop as good as possible. Decent and dignified workers.
"Okay, everyone, let's go back."
She clapped her hands and dismissed the meeting.
The grand occasion here reached Mr. Wu’s ears.
Although the coal mine exploded and collapsed a while ago, people who are short of money are still willing to risk their lives to work here. The coal mine usually closes an hour later than the soap factory at night. At this moment, everyone is still working, one by one. Tired and dusty.
"Sir, this is the Dragon Boat Festival food sent by the Suiru people." The official put a basket on the desk and took out the rice dumplings and duck eggs. "The Suiru people said they are all cooked and can be eaten directly."
Mr. Wu put down his writing brush. He didn't expect that Sui Ruren also gave him rice dumplings.
He didn't eat the rice dumplings, so he stood up and walked to the door of the office. Occasionally, villagers passed by the door, and they were all talking about the benefits that had just been distributed. When everyone mentioned the Suiru people, they showed respect and admiration. Everyone had been busy all day. They didn't seem tired at all, and everyone had relaxed smiles on their faces.
He turned to look at the coal mountain, as if he saw the envy in the eyes of the coal miners.
He finally understood why Sui Ruren was so popular among the people.
He spoke slowly: "How much are six rice dumplings and two salted duck eggs worth?"
The officer behind him thought about it in his mind and said: "I don't know if six rice dumplings are worth a pound of glutinous rice, which costs about ten cents. Duck eggs are more expensive, generally speaking, they cost three cents each."
In other words, each person was given less than twenty cents, and these people were made grateful.
Why haven't other businessmen thought of spending these small sums of money to win over people's hearts?
It's not that they don't want to give up small money, but that those businessmen don't take the people at the bottom seriously at all.
Just like the officials who manage coal mines, they do not take human life seriously, so they have never thought about improving coal mine facilities. Safety or safety is irrelevant to them.
"They are all villagers from all over the country. Some people have etiquette, but some have no etiquette. They will let people speak ill of the court behind their backs." Mr. Wu said, "After work is over, all the workers on Meishan will... Everyone can go to the accounting office to receive thirty cash as a courtesy. Also, we will have a half-day break tomorrow morning and let them come back in the afternoon."
Taking three days off would definitely not work. It would slow down the progress. He only had the right to give him half a day off.
When the miners heard the news, they were all shocked.
They knew that the Sui Ru people were generous and wanted to work for the Sui Ru people, but the place was full, so they had no choice but to come to Meishan. They worked for the court, so they didn't dare to make any demands. As long as they were paid on time, they never thought about it. , this Master Wu is as generous as Sui Ruren!
The miners immediately knelt on the top of the mountain and kowtowed: "Thank you, Mr. Wu! Wish you all the best!"
Mr. Wu watched from a distance, feeling inexplicably agitated in his heart.
He has always been a manager, in charge of the affairs of the Ministry of Works, and rarely interacts with the people. It turns out that this is how it feels to be loved by the people.
A very wonderful feeling.
