Chapter 157 Mrs. Tang: Don’t worry, I’m in stockings

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Mrs. Tang wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, but after thinking about it, she held back.

She will be a supervisor in the future, so she has to keep a low profile and not be too arrogant!

After regaining her composure, Mrs. Tang picked up the rabbit meat on the ground, blew on it, and was about to stuff it back into her mouth, but when the meat reached her mouth, she stopped again, got up and went to the kitchen to get water to rinse it off.

She has to be a supervisor, so she has to pay attention to her appearance and not eat anything off the floor.

At this time, Mrs. Tang even walked slower. She was not as windy as usual. Now she was just like all the ladies taking a walk. She walked slowly from the kitchen to the dining table, which was only a few meters away. The old lady walked three times in a daze. Four minutes, more awkward than an old lady with little feet.

"Nai, do you have blisters on your feet?"

The nine-pound little girl was outspoken and looked at the old lady's feet with concern.

Mrs. Tang's expression changed slightly, she glared at her granddaughter angrily, walked a few steps faster, and returned to her seat to eat.

Although she tried very hard to keep a low profile, the corners of her mouth always had their own thoughts and were always raised.

Tang Niannian laughed to death. Her little old lady was too easily satisfied. If her salary was increased to thirty yuan in the future, would she be so lucky?

Early the next morning, Mrs. Tang went to the factory to report, and the team leader personally gave her a work ID card.

Comrade Zhang Manyue, supervisor of Hongyun Socks Factory.

"Comrade Zhang Manyue, I leave everything to you!"

The captain's expression was serious, as if he was entrusting the emperor with the throne.

"Don't worry, I'm in stockings!"

Mrs. Tang held her head high and her voice was loud, firmer than taking the oath to join the party.

The villagers learned that Mrs. Tang had gone to work in the factory. Although there were some rumors, it did not cause any waves. After all, the success of the factory was all thanks to Tang Niannian.

It is reasonable for people to arrange for their own family members to go to work. There is nothing to say.

Everyone just envies Mrs. Tang for her good fortune. Why did she raise such a promising granddaughter?

In the blink of an eye, it's May, the temperature has warmed up, and I only have to wear single clothes when working.

The sock factory is doing a booming business these days, and people from nearby villages come to buy socks. Some people buy more than a dozen pairs at a time, and some even buy dozens of pairs.

Tang Niannian knew that these people wanted to sell them in the city. Even if they only sold a pair for one yuan, they would still make a dime's profit. If they sold ten pairs a day, they would make a profit of one yuan, which was much better than earning work points.

And if you are smarter, you can sell more than twenty pairs a day.

So she gave the captain another suggestion.

"Order the wholesale price, minimum batch is ten pairs, no credit!"

After discussion at a meeting, the wholesale price was set at 80 cents for one pair, and 75 cents for more than 100 pairs.

Tang Niannian didn't care about the specific operations, but the captain and Tang Mantong took care of them.

Moreover, Tang Mantong also had good news. He had negotiated cooperation with several supply and marketing cooperatives. As a result, there were not enough socks in the warehouse and he had to work overtime to catch up.

The workers in the workshop are not dissatisfied, because the sock factory pays on a piece-rate basis, and the more you work, the more you get. They also hope to work overtime every day. If they work well, they can earn 40 to 50 yuan a month, which is higher than the wages in large state-owned units.

The sock factory is now prosperous and prosperous, so Tang Niannian doesn't put too much thought into it. She plans to build twenty more sock machines after the sock factory's orders stabilize.

She was going to visit the farm. After Liu Jinglan was taken away, she was sent to the farm for renovation the next day.

The news that Bai Sui found out was that Liu Jinglan asked Zhou Siren by name, saying that she had something important to tell him. Zhou Siren met with her, and Bai Sui didn't hear what was said specifically, but he called after he came out. , and then Liu Jinglan picked it up high, put it down gently, and sent it to the farm for transformation.

Tang Niannian guessed that it must be related to the treasure.

What Zhou Siren is thinking about is the treasure of the Tang family. Liu Jinglan is reborn, so she might know something about it.

This woman has been to the farm for three days. She is very concerned about Tang Wujin's current mental state and wants to have a look and add fuel to the fire.

The Tang family's breakfast was particularly rich that day. Ever since Mrs. Tang went to work as a supervisor in the factory, she has become more generous in cooking.

Today, everyone had a big bowl of fried rice cakes with vegetables and a fried egg. Tang Niannian had two soft-boiled eggs.

"eat!"

Mrs. Tang was so arrogant that with one order, the whole family started eating.

"Nai, are you having a hard time?"

Tang Niannian deliberately joked that she used to make rice cakes with rice and a few sweet potatoes. Except for her, the Tang family almost never had anything dry in the morning. Today, Mrs. Tang is like picking up a gold ingot.

"If you don't want to eat it, give it to me!"

Mrs. Tang glared angrily. There were so many delicious foods, but they couldn't stop this damn girl's mouth.

She is now a supervisor earning eighteen yuan a month, how can she get this little food?

"Milk, are you going to eat like this every time from now on?"

Tang Jiujin is the happiest. She is living so happily every day now. She eats dry food every meal and meat every meal. All the children in Tang Village put together are not as happy as her!

Today she has to pick up an extra bundle of firewood!

"Would you like some chai cake for dinner?

Mrs. Tang rolled her eyes, Jiu Jin quickly lowered her head, and stuck out her tongue at Tang Niannian with a smile.

[Chai Gao is a dialect that means beating someone with a stick of firewood]

Xu Jinfeng, Tang Manjin, and Xuan Zhenzhen all laughed. They also felt that their current life was like being in a honey jar, which they could not even dream of before.

After dinner, everyone went to work in a hurry. Everyone was busy now. The woman went to work in the sock factory, Tang Manjin went to work, and Jiujin went to the mountains to collect hogweed.

Only Tang Niannian was the most leisurely.

She sat in the house for a while and was about to leave for the farm, but she had to give the door key to Mrs. Tang first.

To go to the sock factory, you have to pass by the fields where the men in the village are working, and you can hear their voices in the distance.

"Man Jin, you're the only one left in your family who doesn't have a job. Why don't you girl Nian arrange a job for you?"

Although the person asking the question was joking, there was a hint of ill-intention in his tone.

Others also followed suit, implying that Tang Niannian didn't care about his father and made Tang Manjin do manual labor every day, which was extremely unfilial.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Nian girl is the most filial girl. I only know how to farm, but I don't know how to work in the factory. What can I do if I go there?"

Tang Manjin was unhappy, and his honest face darkened. The family now eats dry food every day, and even has meat every meal, all thanks to Nian Yatou. These people are what his father said are pink-eyed, and they cannot see his family live a good life.

Moreover, his mother had already told him that there were three women at home and Man Tong working in the factory, and he had to work slowly, otherwise there would be gossip in the village.

Tang Manjin didn't want to go to work. He liked farming. Seeing the crops grow from seedlings and bearing fruits, he felt extremely happy. Besides, everyone went to work, so who would plant the land?

No one is farming, where does the food come from?

Tang Manjin's ideas are very simple. He has no other skills but farming, so he should farm the land well and don't think about unrealistic things all day long.