"Your registered permanent residence is in Paoshantun, so what can't you do?" Hua Zhao said, "And as long as you want, I can let you come back. It's just a word from my grandfather."
Zhang Guilan was a little embarrassed. She didn't expect that one day she would beg her ex-father-in-law...but she was really looking forward to it.
"That bean sprout, can you really earn 300 yuan a month?" she asked in disbelief.
She can't earn 300 yuan a year! She is just a temporary worker. If she were a regular worker, she would earn 300 to 500 yuan a year.
"It's hard to say." Hua Zhao said, "The first month has not yet passed, so no one can tell how much money we can make."
The month has not passed yet, and it is not time to pay dividends yet.
But in this matter, Hua Zhao was actually the most accurate, because whoever she wanted to make would be able to make as much money as she wanted.
Before, she really planned to make everyone rich and earn around 300 yuan a month.
But when she asked Ye Shen that the current per capita annual salary was only 575 yuan, she gave up the idea.
She felt that 300 yuan a month was too little, but she didn't know that it was sky-high outside.
If this matter is exposed, the whole country's attention will be focused on them, and they will definitely be published in the newspapers and be attacked by all forces.
Right or wrong? To catch or not to catch?
It would be impossible to arrest the entire village, but it would be possible to arrest a typical example, such as her who was the leader.
Moreover, she found that the people in the village have been a little distracted recently. The first month has not been over yet, and the 300 yuan has not been received yet, but the awesomeness has radiated to a radius of 100 miles, and is radiating outward at a faster speed, and is about to be given.
She brings danger.
So she plans to tighten her energy and let them earn thirty or fifty a month from now on, that will be enough!
Zhang Guilan is a person with low self-confidence. When Hua Zhao said this, she would back down.
"Come with me." Hua Zhao took her to the warehouse.
Zhang Guilan was stunned as soon as she entered. She saw a shelf full of grapes, as well as various dried vegetables that had been dried on the shelf. There were also hills of pumpkins and potatoes piled on the ground.
When can I finish eating this?
She also suddenly remembered how wonderful the countryside was. Here, there were vegetable gardens and private plots of land. She could harvest more than the Liu family's annual share.
Zhang Guilan's originally unsteady mind suddenly became firm. She had to come back just to prepare so many dishes. She was too hungry...
As for the monthly salary of more than 20 yuan...
"Can I earn 20 a month from these bean sprouts?" she asked, looking at a basket of unripe bean sprouts.
"This is absolutely no problem." Hua Zhao whispered: "And even if the county refuses to accept it and we secretly sell it, it will definitely be no problem for 20, right? You said..."
Zhang Guilan looked at her and her eyes turned red instantly. She actually remembered it... no wonder she could recognize her.
You can earn 20 yuan a month by growing and selling bean sprouts. This is what Zhang Guilan said to Hua Feng when Hua Zhao was five or six years old.
At that time, her family was poor, and Hua Feng was sick again. She needed money, so she tried to find ways to make money. She once strongly suggested this idea to Hua Feng, but Hua Feng disagreed. Then, because of his poor health, he fell out while working.
Accidentally, he died.
It stands to reason that selling bean sprouts is a pet peeve of Zhang Guilan, and now Hua Zhao has brought it up.
"Come back. There is land in the village. You can't finish it yourself, but you can also take it home for the children to eat. Plus you can earn some money from the bean sprouts. It's no worse than working as a temporary worker in the city." Hua Zhao said.
"Hey." Zhang Guilan agreed, but still a little hesitant.
Chapter completed!