"Your household registration is already in Kaoshantun, what's wrong?" Hua Zhao said: "And as long as you want, I can let you come back, my grandfather's words."

Zhang Guilan felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't expect that one day she would ask for her ex-father-in-law... but she really looked forward to it.

"That bean sprouts can really earn 300 yuan a month?" she asked in disbelief.

She can't make 300 yuan a year! She is just a temporary worker. If she is a formal worker, she will have 300 yuan a year.

"This is not good." Hua Zhao said: "The first month has not been completed yet. No one can say how much money can you make."

A month has not yet been completed, and it is not time to pay dividends.

However, Hua Zhao actually said the most accurate thing, because she wanted anyone who wanted to make as much money as she could make.

Before, she really planned to make everyone rich and earn about 300 yuan a month.

But when she found out that the average annual salary per capita is only 575 yuan, she gave up on this idea.

She felt that 300 yuan a month was simply too little, but she didn't know that it was a sky-high price outside.

If this matter is exposed, the whole country will be attracted. Once they are in the newspaper, they will be stolen and bitten by various forces.

Right or wrong? Or not?

If the law does not blame the public, it is impossible to arrest all the people in the village, but it is very likely to arrest a typical example, for example, she is the leader.

Moreover, she found that the villagers had been a little drifting recently. The first month had not been completed. She had not received the 300 yuan, but she was radiating to 100 miles in a radius and radiating outward at a faster speed, which was about to bring her danger.

So she planned to tighten her energy and let them earn thirty or fifty in the next month, that's fine!

Zhang Guilan is a person with low self-confidence. When Hua Zhao said this, she would give up.

"Come with me." Hua Zhao took her to the warehouse.

Zhang Guilan was stunned as soon as she entered. Shelf full of grapes, dried and filled with dried vegetables, and there were pumpkins and potatoes like hills piled on the ground.

When will you finish this?

She also suddenly remembered the beauty of the countryside. Here, there are vegetable gardens and private land. She earned it herself, which is more than the Liu family's share in a year.

Zhang Guilan's unstable intentions were instantly determined. She had to come back after cooking so many dishes. She was too hungry...

As for the salary of more than 20 yuan per month...

"You can earn 20 per month for these bean sprouts?" she asked looking at a basket of unplanned bean sprouts.

"This is absolutely no problem." Hua Zhao whispered: "And even if the county doesn't accept it, we secretly go out to sell it, 20 is definitely not a problem, right? You said..."

Zhang Guilan looked at her and her eyes turned red in an instant. She even remembered... No wonder she could recognize her.

Raw bean sprouts and selling bean sprouts, you can earn 20 yuan a month. This is what Zhang Guilan said to Hua Feng when Hua Zhao was five or six years old.

At that time, the family was poor and Hua Feng was sick again. She needed money, so she tried to make money. She once strongly suggested this idea to Hua Feng, but Hua Feng disagreed. Then, because of his poor health, he had an accident while working and died.

Logically, selling bean sprouts was a heart-wrenching problem of Zhang Guilan, and now it has been mentioned by Hua Zhao.

"Come back, there is land in the village, you can't finish it yourself, and you can take it home for the children to eat. In addition, you can earn some money, which is no worse than being a temporary worker in the city." Hua Zhao said.

"Oh." Zhang Guilan agreed, but she was still a little hesitant.

"What else are there to worry?" Hua Zhao asked.
Chapter completed!