HLnovel Chapter 194
Chapter 194
Chapter 194
The uncle at the front of the line slapped his thigh in frustration. While stopping people from rushing up, he looked at Jiang Xiubin hopefully.
Jiang Xiubin shook his head: "Uncle, I'm sorry, that's not possible! Everyone, please spread out, the line over there is short, send some people to line up over there!"
Jiang Xiugao and the other two teenagers were so nervous that they didn't even take out their pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, so there was not a single person queuing in front of their desks.
After they came out, everyone rushed over, striving to be the first and protect the second. Jiang Xiaomi could only strike the gong again to calm the situation again.
"Well, well, well, what should I do when I go home and sell all the cotton?" the uncle asked worriedly. He didn't bring his household registration with him, but he still stood in front and didn't want to leave. He even stretched his head to look into the shop, wanting to see how much stock there was in stock, and whether it was enough for him to go back and come back.
"You can tell me your household registration information and I will register it for you. I will reserve the quantity you want to buy and give it to you when you bring your household registration here." Jiang Xiubin said in a businesslike manner.
"Okay, okay! Then I feel relieved. I want 20 kilograms of cotton. Here is the money. I will go home to get my household registration now!" The uncle said happily, and was about to run away.
"Hey, uncle, wait a minute. You don't have to pay the money so early. Just tell me your name and which village you're from. Otherwise, how can I register you? And about signing up for work..."
“Oh oh oh!” The uncle hurriedly stopped walking, and even fell down because he was in such a hurry. However, he didn’t care. He casually patted the snow and nodded to Jiang Xiubin repeatedly: “Sign up, I’ll sign up! Little brother, please register my name quickly. Tianjia Village, Tian Dazhuang! Zhuang means a strong man!”
Is there any need to ask for such a good thing? You have to grab it!
Jiang Xiubin nodded: "Age?"
"Thirty-two!"
"Okay, next one!" Jiang Xiubin stopped writing after finishing his writing. Before the uncle left, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity: "Don't you want to ask what the job is?"
The uncle stepped out and gave his seat to the person behind him. He bent over and smiled flatteringly at Jiang Xiubin: "Little brother, I can do any job, really, uh... If I really don't know how to do it, I will learn! I will definitely learn seriously! I will never be lazy, so please don't cancel my place! I'm young, strong, and have good eyesight, I can do anything!"
Where can you find such a good thing nowadays? Where can you earn fifty cents a day by working? !
Three meals a day are also included!
Also give two kilograms of cotton!
Two kilograms of cotton, according to the market price, that would be one hundred and forty coins!
How much is this day's wages?!
"Young man...young master, it's my turn!" An elderly uncle hesitated: "This is my registered permanent residence, also in Tianjia Village, Tian Dahe, age...age - fifty-one years old."
After saying that, he waited anxiously.
"Tian Dahe..." Jiang Xiubin kept muttering while writing, but he didn't hear any sound later. He looked up and asked, "Uncle, is the cotton purchased in exchange for labor or..."
"Exchange! Exchange for twenty pounds!"
The uncle was so happy. He was worried that people wouldn’t want him to work because he was too old!
Look how scared he is, his palms are sweating.
Fortunately, I made a profit from the cheap cotton.
"Can I sign up for work?" a young lady asked, twisting her fingers. A woman behind her also asked, "Me? Can I?"
"Sure." Jiang Xiubin nodded. He looked at the three teams next to him. Everyone was concentrating on writing, especially Jiang Xiugao. His handwriting has always been poor. In order to write better, he was concentrating on it, but the effect was minimal.
"I'm sorry, I didn't explain it clearly just now."
Jiang Xiubin stood up and added loudly to make sure the other team members could hear him.
"Listen carefully, everyone. The rules for recruiting workers are as follows. Anyone aged 14 to 60, regardless of gender, can sign up. If other family members are willing, they can also sign up. Three meals a day will also be provided, but you can no longer buy cotton at the price of 25 cents."
The young lady said excitedly: "That's great! I'll sign up! Um, can I sign up for my mother-in-law?"
"Sure, you can sign up on behalf of your family members, and have them come here to report when the time comes. But I'll be frank with you, once you sign up, you have to come. If you don't come..."
Jiang Xiubin couldn't think of what harsh words to say for a moment, so he paused. His Xiaomi had taught him that if he didn't know what to say next when he was halfway through a sentence, he should just say half and leave the other half, letting others guess. If nothing unexpected happened, he would most likely get the result he wanted.
As expected, the young lady waved her hands again and again, saying anxiously, "No, no, my mother-in-law will definitely come! Tomorrow!"
Jiang Xiubin still had a childish face and smiled, "Hehe——" "Don't be afraid, sister-in-law, I'm just reminding you, after all, our shop was arranged by County Magistrate Chen, and everything we do here is in accordance with County Magistrate Chen's orders, do you understand?"
Everyone nodded in agreement: "We understand! We all know the rules and will definitely come to work after signing up! Thank you, Master Chen, for your kindness!"
In their eyes, County Magistrate Chen, who treated them, provided them with cheap cotton, and three meals a day during this cold winter, was simply a compassionate Bodhisattva.
Of course, the same goes for Jiang Yipei.
After all, if the current official is not good, even the most important order issued by County Magistrate Chen will be greatly discounted.
“Hey hey hey!” Seeing that the group of people were about to kneel down, Jiang Xiubin hurried over to help them. Jiang Xiugao and the other two realized it later and hurried out: “You can’t do that. I’m still young and it will shorten my life!”
"Yes, yes, I am sorry for offending you, young master!"
An old man turned around and kowtowed hard.
Jiang Xiubin and Jiang Xiugao: "..."
It is impossible to stop them, absolutely impossible to stop them, until they are willing to rise up on their own.
Jiang Xiubin quickly returned the household registration to the young lady: "Sister-in-law, your household registration is complete. Go in and buy some cotton. You will start work at Chenchu tomorrow and finish work at Youzhong. There will be 25 minutes for lunch in between."
Chenchu is seven o'clock today, and Youzheng is six o'clock today.
This means that workers have to arrive at 6:30, have breakfast, follow work arrangements, start work on time at 7:00, and work ten and a half hours a day.
There is no salary, only food. If you are a modern person, you will definitely not be given this job, even if you starve to death. This is even more shameless than Zhou Baopi.
"If you haven't finished get off work by midday, it will be considered overtime and you can settle your salary. Working an extra hour will be five cents plus half a pound of charcoal!"
"I'll sign up for overtime!" Although free food and free drinks are very attractive, real money is the real benefit. Who wouldn't want free food and free drinks and real money? !
And there is carbon!!
Now, who among those who can burn charcoal is not a wealthy family in town? !
If they could earn half a pound of charcoal, the children at home would be able to sleep comfortably at night.
"Please be patient. Let me make it clear to everyone that not everyone can work overtime. After all, it gets dark early today. It's already dark at 11:00 PM, and many workstations cannot work. So only some specific workstations, such as clerical workers, can work in the house with candlelight. But it's not certain. Everything must be arranged by your supervisor. If you need to work overtime, we will notify you."
"what?"
Most people were discouraged. To do clerical work, one needs to be literate.
In fact, Jiang Xiubin didn’t know what his uncle’s intention was. How could a scholar “work overtime” for just five cents!
Uh - except for him, a scholar.
"Next!"
After completing the household registration, you can go into the shop to shop. Jiang Xiaomi is really a brick, he can be moved wherever he is needed. The gong beater just now has become a cashier.
"Miss Jiang, where is Cotton?"
The uncle who entered the store first walked around the shop and didn't see any cotton, so he had to ask Jiang Xiaomi, who pointed to the piles of white bags on the big shelf and said, "It's there! Once you've made your selection, come to me and line up to check out."
"Hey!" the uncle responded, reaching out to take the white bag. As soon as he touched it, he heard the unique "rustling" sound of a plastic bag. He gestured with his hands and found that it was not even a foot thick: "Are there really ten kilograms of cotton here?"
Jiang Xiaomi took a look and said, "This is not ten kilograms of cotton, it's twenty kilograms."
Uncle: “!!!” He had lived for so many years, and this was the first time someone had told him a big lie in front of him.
Although he had never bought 20 kilograms of cotton at one time, he had bought 5 kilograms, which was already a big bag that was difficult to carry! It was nothing like this, flat and square.
In the face of her uncle's suspicious eyes, Jiang Xiaomi remained calm and said, "There is a fair scale over there, you can weigh it. Jiang's shop is honest and fair."
My uncle weighed it with doubt. The hook of the scale went through the plastic bag, the vacuum environment was destroyed, and the cotton suddenly swelled up.
Uncle: "!!! What's going on?"
"It's okay, the bag is just broken. It doesn't affect the quality of the cotton. If you don't believe me, just see." Jiang Xiaomi stretched the hole a little bigger, and the uncle saw the snow-white cotton inside.
Not only did the cotton in ancient times have a low yield, but it was also very yellow in color, and it is clearly not of the same grade as the processed cotton of today.
"You can rest assured now. Our store has enough cotton. The reason why it looks so little is because of this bag."
As for how powerful it is, I can’t tell you!
The uncle did not ask any further questions. After weighing the items, he came to pay the bill. Customers who had been waiting or walking around the store with a bag of quilts came over and lined up to pay.
The cotton in the shop was all bought by Jiang Xiubai according to specifications. There were all kinds of specifications, such as half a catty, one catty, ten catties, fifteen catties, twenty catties, and thirty catties.
Jiang Xiubai's system was even more depressed than him. Ever since the day he bought a chicken and it broke the defense, it no longer cared about him at all. So, taking advantage of this time, the family of four made a list of prohibited items and asked Jiang Xiubai to buy them.
At first the system didn’t notice it and continued shipping and receiving goods as usual. When it discovered it, it was too lazy to care. As long as it wasn’t too excessive, such as another harvester, the system would not intercept it. It wasn’t even in the mood to collect taxes.
This is not posted!!
So the family of four kept shopping, and as soon as they finished shopping, they asked Jiang Xiubai to move out and Jiang Xiaomi to put it away.
There is a shelf behind Jiang Xiaomi's checkout counter, where she can give away the free cotton in half-pound and full-pound sizes when checking out.
"Our shop doesn't just sell cotton, we also have many other things! Don't just look at cotton!" Jiang Xiaomi began to guide consumption without any guidance.
Jiang Xiubai bought the cotton at a discount, which was quite a bargain.
The mall is holding an 888 event, offering a yuan discount on purchases over yuan. The more cotton you buy, the more you can save, and there is no upper limit on the discount. After the discount, the cost of cotton is only yuan per catty, and selling it for cents is actually double the price.
There are more cold-resistant items in the shop, which are really what people need nowadays, including clothes, shoes, socks, and cloth hot-water bottles. They are not expensive, five cents each, and are said to keep warm for up to twelve hours.
"Get out of the way!"
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and a naked car was trying to reach Baicaotang with difficulty.
"Master!" Fang Qing pulled aside the curtain and shouted, then turned around and helped Doctor Jiang out of the car.
Jiang Suying came out after hearing the shouts. She was shocked to see that Old Man Jiang was covered in blood. She ran over quickly and said, "Grandpa, why are you back? Are you injured? Why is there so much blood?"
As she spoke, she felt Doctor Jiang's pulse and found that his heart was just beating a little fast, which meant that he was not injured and the blood in his body was not his!
Mr. Jiang waved his hands, took a breath and said, "I'm fine. Look at the patient in the car. He cut off his own leg!"
"Ah?!" Jiang Suying was startled and quickly lifted the curtain to look inside. The person inside was about to get off the car and she almost bumped into him head-on.
"Is it him?!" She took a look and saw that this was the male patient whose wife said he was incurable and then took the medicine back to wait for the last moment.
Why did he suddenly cut off his leg?
He was not accompanied by his wife this time, only his parents.
"Are you the female doctor who said my son could be saved if his legs were chopped off?" The man's mother knelt and crawled over: "He has his legs chopped off, please save him!"
Jiang Suying felt a black screen in front of her eyes. Was that what she meant? Was that so?
She looked at the man's legs. The base of his thigh was tied with a cloth bandage. It must have been done by Doctor Jiang. It had to be said that he was a ruthless man. He was also ruthless to himself. The amputation was already in the middle of the thigh. The wound was white and there were many broken bones. It was unknown how many times it took to cut it off.
"Get up first and send the patient to the clinic quickly. Be careful with his legs." Jiang Suying said to the two without hesitation, "Send him in quickly! Be careful with his legs! Fang Qing, go get my operating box from under the counter!"
"Yes, Master!" Fang Qing ran in.
"When I said that he might still be able to survive after his leg was chopped off, I meant that I was the one who chopped off the leg. Now that you chopped it off yourself, it's hard to say for sure."