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Chapter 406 Pickpockets at the train station are rampant

"What are you doing these days?" Xu Erlong asked him.

"I listened to my second brother and sent my sister to study." Huang Xiaogang replied.

Now he is studying in a village primary school, but he can still afford the tuition fee of only three yuan.

As for how long you can afford it in the future, it depends on whether you can continue to make money in the future.

"Yes, if you can read, you should read more." Xu Erlong agreed.

He said: "Are you going to see if Yu Ping and Gan Ya are free? Ask them to come over when they are free. I will go to the village chief's house to wait for them."

"Okay." Huang Xiaogang replied in a loud voice.

After calling a few of them, it seemed that the second brother had something to arrange for them.

Sure enough, the second brother didn't lie. Even if he moved to the city, he still called them in when doing business.

Huang Xiaogang swung his two bare feet and ran like crazy to find Qian Ya and Yu Ping.

Xu Erlong went to find Huang Zhengnong.

Huang Zhengnong was in the diba, using his sword to draw strips.

In rural areas, almost all household baskets, backpacks, benches, and mats are made of bamboo.

Weaving these is also a technical job.

Some people rely on this craft to survive.

I usually weave these and wait for the market to pick them up and sell them in the town.

Huang Zhengnong is not good at craftsmanship, so what he does now is just menial work, weaving two large baskets, as long as they can hold Chinese cabbage.

"Uncle Zhengnong." Xu Erlong greeted him.

"The second dragon is here?" Huang Zhengnong was surprised.

Didn't this kid move to the city? It's only been two days since he moved away, and he's back again?

"Well, come back and have a look." Xu Erlong replied.

Looking at the bamboo basket Huang Zhengnong was weaving, Xu Erlong was reminded.

Ten tons of red tangerines must no longer be packed in urea bags like the yellow tangerine.

First, if it doesn’t look good, people may not accept it.

Secondly, if it is placed in urea bags and pressed bag by bag, it will be easily crushed and cause excessive losses.

It would be much better if it was placed in a bamboo basket like this.

"Uncle Zhengnong." Xu Erlong looked at him: "How much can such a basket cost?"

"You want? Take one and use it. Why don't you pay for it?" Huang Zhengnong said generously.

"I want a larger quantity." Xu Erlong said: "Why don't you see who else in the village knows this craftsmanship, call them over, and ask if they can make hundreds of them for me within three days.

"

hundreds of?

Huang Zhengnong was frightened.

Xu Erlong smiled and said: "Can't it be completed? In fact, I can also go directly to other towns to buy this thing. However, I think this is not a job that requires special skills. Instead of taking care of others, it is better to take care of the people in the village and let everyone

You can also earn a few bucks by staying at home."

Huang Zhengnong stretched out his thumb and gestured to Xu Erlong: "It's Erlong who thinks it through."

The rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields.

Instead of taking care of others, it is better to take care of the people in the village.

Weaving such thick-eye baskets does not require much skill, and most men in the village can do it.

"Okay, I'll call everyone." Huang Zhengnong stood up, went into the house, and brought out a rusty iron clock.

This is still the iron bell of the production team. In the past, this was the only way to call the members to work.

Now that the land has been transferred to households, this bell has not rung for a long time.

Huang Zhengnong held the clock, felt it, and worked up a good mood before ringing it.

Sure enough, when the long-lost bell rang, people in the village, whether they were doing housework at home or doing farm work in the fields, stopped what they were doing and stood up to see what was going on.

"Now, there is a job of weaving bamboo baskets. Each one is priced at five cents, and there are four hundred in total. Is there anyone willing to take this job?" Huang Zhengnong asked loudly.

"A dime apiece is too little," someone muttered.

"Are you satisfied? A cabbage has been planted, fertilized, and watered for so long, but it only costs two cents. What's not to be satisfied with?" Huang Zhengnong asked him.

After saying this, everyone thought, this is also true.

Xu Erlong gestured: "I just need a basket with thick eyes like this. It can hold the red oranges without leaking out. The size should be according to this size."

He stretched out his hand, took the stone, and drew an approximate length, width, and height on the ground.

This is also the average length and width he calculated after estimating the length and width of Xiong Yawei's truck.

In this way, as many baskets as possible can be placed in one row without crowding or wasting space.

"I'll take this job." Old man Wu, a lame man from the village, stood up.

This is also a poor man. His wife passed away early and he raised his three sons alone.

As a result, it is typical for someone to marry a daughter-in-law and forget about her mother.

After the three sons got married, they started splitting up the family, and no one wanted to have Old Man Wu.

In the past, when I was in good health, I could still go to the fields to plant crops and make food for myself.

Now I am seventy years old, my health is poor, and I no longer have the energy to work in the fields.

The three sons can only take turns to provide for them in old age, and one son can live at home for a month.

But even so, his daughters-in-law all despise him and despise him for being a loser and living a free life.

When the day came, several wives would pack up his things like throwing away garbage and drive him out to the next house.

He once thought about dying.

Now, he feels that he can do the job of weaving this basket.

This does not require much physical strength. Even if he is lame, he can sit on the bench and finish weaving these baskets.

Xu Erlong glanced at him: "Okay, I'll count you in."

Continuously, several more people signed up.

Xu Erlong said: "You guys discuss how to allocate them? Four hundred of them will be produced within three days, and I will load them. As for the money, the old rules are to keep accounts and pay when I come back."

"No problem." everyone replied.

After the eel harvest last time, Xu Erlong's credibility among these members is still very high.

The accounting is very clear, and all the accounts will be paid in a few days.

"Also, this top needs to be covered with a cover, remember? It just doesn't cover the goods below. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Everyone replied.

Seeing that everyone could understand, Xu Erlong was relieved.

He said to Huang Zhengnong: "Uncle Zhengnong, please help me follow up on this matter."

Huang Zhengnong smiled and said: "Of course."

As the captain, he was relieved to see that Old Man Wu could sign up for this job.

This old man Wu can earn some pocket money on his own, no matter how much, there is always something he can rely on.

He has also been dragged out of the Wu family's housework several times.

Old man Wu looked pitiful, but those wives were right. There were so many children in each family, and they had so many mouths to eat all day long. It was impossible to take care of one more person.

Everything is in vain.

If you had a little bit of money, you wouldn't have so much trouble.

Huang Zhengnong felt that as a captain, he had to worry about a lot of things all day long.

Fortunately, Xu Erlong helped solve some of the problems in the village. For example, when harvesting eels a while ago, everyone had a little more money.

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