Early in the morning, Song Tan's house became lively again after a long time.
Song Sancheng was sitting on the bench, with three old men and women in front of him - although there were not many people there, at this time, basically all the old people who could work in the village lived in their homes.
After all, there are only so many people in the village, including two or three strong laborers planting rice, three or five elderly people weaving straw mats, and two aunties picking tea (there are less tea leaves in summer)...
Nowadays, a lot of people have gone out to work, and there is only so much remaining labor force.
What's more, the yield of golden cherry blossoms is actually average, with one acre of land weighing only seven to eight hundred kilograms. This has to be calculated based on the yield during the peak fruiting period——
It doesn’t matter whether those on the mountain have an acre of land, anyway, the fruits are not as abundant as the flowers.
Otherwise, how rich Guo Dong must be to have such pride as to take over the contract!
She wouldn't be able to use so many medicinal materials for a while, so Song Tan simply discussed with Party Secretary Xiao Zhu to first find the three low-income households who were really unable to do hard work.
There is no technical content in this thing, just pick the fruit slowly, then bake it slowly and process it slowly...there is no rush.
Otherwise, if we find a strong laborer and come here in one day, all the fruits will be picked! This thing is not paid by the day.
"Come on, come on, come and get the gloves, basket, hook, and scissors. Don't try to save trouble by using your own. I bought these gloves specially to make them thicker. Also, everyone should wear a coat, otherwise we will not be responsible for any injuries... …”
Although there were only three people, Song Sancheng still shouted with great vigor, as if there were three to two hundred people in front of him.
The old lady next to him glanced at him and said, "Isn't this in vain? Who in our village wears short clothes when going up the mountain?"
Then he slowly took the gloves and looked at them over and over again: "What gloves? The calluses on our hands are thicker than yours."
As soon as he said this, someone immediately laughed: "Old Mrs. Chen, you are not afraid of stabbing me. I saw it when I went to the mountain yesterday. The thorns of the golden cherry tree are long and short, and they are close together! Look at these gloves. In other words, if the palm of your hand is thickened, it’s two different things if it’s useless.”
The people in the village were laughing and joking, and Mrs. Chen was also wondering: "Chen San, why are you going up the mountain in such a hot weather?"
Chen San sighed: "I heard that people now like to eat tender chestnuts. My son saw someone selling chestnut bags on Douyin yesterday, and he planned to see how old my chestnuts were and whether he could pick them off and sell them in the city - just That chestnut bag, how much do you think it is?"
How many?
Everyone, including Song Sancheng, pricked up their ears——
"Live broadcast on Douyin, green chestnut bag, five pounds for 59 yuan with free shipping." After all, tender chestnuts cannot be stored, and they will not be fresh if left overnight, so the chestnut bag must be shipped.
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Those who can't open their mouths and wipe them down. Besides, these tender chestnuts can only be sold for a few days, and they have to go to the city. Everyone may not know the way, so they must be thinking about it. "
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, sighed: "I know."
…
And the mountains.
Mrs. Chen found the gloves too thick and inconvenient, so she grabbed Jin Yingzi with one hand and said, "Ouch!"
She retracted her hand angrily: "Why are there so many thorns?"
Chen Laosan next to her laughed at her: "Look, I told you that there are too many thorns and you don't believe it. You must be at a disadvantage!"
But Mrs. Chen glanced at him: "You came here yesterday and saw so many thorns, why didn't you pay back the price today? Five yuan a pound is too little. Look at this, there are not many fruits! "
"That's a lot, right?" Mrs. Li next to her had already cut out several pieces quickly——
This thing has many thorns, and gloves may not be able to completely protect it. But they were all used to farm work, so they figured it out at a glance.
First use a hook to pull the branches over, then use gloves to gently pinch the fruit, and then rub it with the scissors - it's done.
"Look, this fruit is pretty good before it's dried. One pound won't last long. Maybe I can earn a hundred a day. Alas, it's just too little."
One hundred a day is probably just one day's earnings. If you pick any more, there will be no fruit.
"Then I guess it won't work - I'm not as quick as you."
Old Mrs. Chen felt even more uncomfortable: "You said, the richer you are, the more you search for money! Look at Song Youde, his third son built such a big building in his house, and he asked us to work for just this in one day. Don't say goodbye Yes, you don’t need skills to weave straw mats? I only pay 70 for one bed a day..."
"That's what you said!" Old Mrs. Li was unhappy: "Didn't your son also buy a house in the city? Why didn't you say I would give you 70 a day? Didn't you and your wife pay for the house?"
"You can earn 70 yuan a day by just sitting down and moving your hands. Song Youde also said that he can do it for several months... If I didn't know how to make up, do you think I can run fast?"
"Besides, it's 300 a day for rice transplanting. You have to be able to do it! It's not like the old Song family can't find anyone."
Old Mrs. Chen was choked and lost her face. She was very unconvinced at this moment: "Look at you, you say so many good things, but his family is not allowed to give you a salary increase..."
Before Old Mrs. Li spoke, Old Man Chen laughed: "Sister, it's only a day to sit at home, and you can still make money by doing some work. Pick the fruits today, clean them tomorrow, dry them the day after tomorrow... No, it can be done in three days. Earning a few hundred yuan will cover your monthly living expenses, right?"
"Now we can't even walk two miles without breathing, and no one wants to work for us. Why aren't you satisfied?"
"that is!"
Mrs. Li also quickly hooked a branch with her hands and feet: "Besides, this is a three-day job, but if you do a good job, you will definitely be indispensable in the future."
"You, stop being so nagging, or you won't have a chance to earn 50 yuan next time."
Mrs. Chen:...
She just has such a mouth - why, she doesn't want people to say bad things!
Just do it! .
Song of Thorns
