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Chapter 1363 are all good people

In recent years, the tea farmers in Jiangzhou have been bullied by tea merchants from other places. Only tea farmers like them know best. The better the year, the higher the harvest and the better the quality of the tea, and the lower the price of the harvested tea.

From the previous hard work of making a little bit of money, it has now become a hard work year of just trying not to lose anything.

Many large tea-growing families have sold their tea gardens, or simply abandoned them.

They are ordinary tea farmers, their tea gardens are not that big, and they are reluctant to part with the tea trees and craftsmanship passed down by their ancestors, but they still persist in it hard.

The local tea merchants in the tea business don't make any money, so they don't collect tea. They just sell the tea they grow at home for a small profit, and that's it.

Even if they, the tea farmers, wanted to take their tea leaves to other places to sell, the expense and possible dangers they would encounter on the way would dissuade them.

In the end, the only option was to sell the tea leaves to tea merchants from other places at low prices.

“The owners of Shen’s Tea Shop and Yun’s Tea Shop are both good people!”

"Yes! Yes! They are all kind people, and we finally don't have to be bullied by tea merchants from other places this year."

"My current mood is even happier than during the Chinese New Year!"

"Me too."

The man standing in line to sell tea said happily.

"The Yun Family Tea Company and the Shen Family Tea Company charge such high prices and charge so much tea. What if they can't sell it?"

Some tea farmers are worried.

"Yes! What if we can't sell it?"

"My cousin is a clerk at the Zhao Family Tea Shop. I heard from him that the tea leaves in their tea shop were only sold to regular customers at prices of twenty-five and eighteen cents this year!"

"Ah! The price charged by Shen Family Tea Company and Yun Family Tea Company for our tea is higher than the price sold by the tea store to others!"

"If they can't sell it, or if they can't sell it at a higher price than the purchase price, wouldn't they lose money?"

"yes!"

Although the tea farmers were happy that their tea was being sold at such a high price, they were also worried about the tea shop that wanted to buy their tea at such a high price.

In order to prevent them from being bullied by tea merchants, the owners of the tea shops bought their tea at such a high price so that they could make money, and they did not want the well-meaning people to lose money.

These days, kind people should be rewarded with good things.

A tea farmer who came from the front to the back and queued up heard this and said, "Don't worry! I just asked the steward, and the steward smiled and said that their boss doesn't do business at a loss, and they can collect as much as they can.

You can still make money by selling it!”

Upon hearing this, the tea farmers felt relieved.

"By the way, who is the owner of the Shen Family Tea Shop?"

"Don't you know? It's the owner of the Shen family who recently bought a tea plantation in Chashan Mountain and recruited villagers near the tea plantation to work, paying him twenty taels of silver a month."

"It turns out it's her! That's a good person!"

"Seriously?"

"My son-in-law is tending the tea trees on her tea mountain."

The middle-aged man who spoke looked a little proud, "It's true that it's two taels of silver a month, but my son-in-law was late for work last month, and he was deducted a hundred cash from his wages."

"Is this a lot of deductions?"

Someone smacked their lips.

The middle-aged person said: "If you have something to do, you can ask for leave. If you ask for leave, your wages will not be deducted. One day of personal leave per month and three days of sick leave will be counted as wages."

By the way, there are still eight days of rest in a month!"

"eight days!"

Someone exclaimed, "There are only thirty days in a month! With eight days of rest, doesn't that mean you only do twenty-two days of work?"

Many of the shops and workshops in the city only have one day off per month.

The middle-aged man who spoke raised his head a little higher and said, "Yes! By the way, holidays are also holidays.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, my son-in-law didn't go to work, and Dong Shen's family even sent a letter of moon cakes! There were five in each letter, and my son-in-law sent me two. The ones with fruit fillings are delicious! My son-in-law said , they are made in Dong Shen’s restaurant, and they cost a hundred coins each in the restaurant!”

The tea farmers who were queuing up to sell tea were filled with envy.


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