"Brother Dachuan, you don't have to worry about this."

"My shampoo sells very well and I make a lot of money every month."

"In autumn, all kinds of herbs ripen, and I can make a lot of pills."

"There's a cold recipe in the book that's very, very effective clinically."

"I'll go pick the herbs when they're ripe, and then see if there's a pharmacy that'll take them."

Speaking of the future, Luo Yunqing's little face sparkled...

Unable to persuade him, Lin Dachuan had no choice but to return to the camp.

"Dajiang, forget it. They earned it themselves. Just pretend it never happened."

"She has such a large sum of money, and your salary is not low, so your future life will not be difficult."

Is this the same?

Liu Dajiang's heart ached. "What a great job! People can't buy it even with money. How long can two thousand yuan last?"

"Three years? Five years? Ten years would be fine!"

"What about ten years from now? Ten years from now, won't she be married?"

"Dachuan, don't try to persuade me."

"If she really sells her work quota, I won't give her my salary every month."

"She has money, so she can spend it herself!"

Lin Dachuan really doesn't agree with selling work indicators. It's so hard to find a job these days.

So many people are really trying their best to achieve a work target.

But he couldn't persuade her, and there was nothing he could do.

The next day, someone at the quarry also heard that Wang Ruhua had a work quota to sell...

"Xiao Wang, how much do you want to sell your work quota for?"

Aunt Song came over and asked.

"Two thousand five."

Song Zhiqing said she was selling it too cheaply, so Wang Ruhua immediately raised the price...

As soon as the price was announced, Aunt Niu, who had just arrived, exclaimed, "Why don't you just go grab it? One work quota for 2,500?"

Aunt Song was dissatisfied with what Aunt Niu said: "Mother Jianming, what are you talking about? Two thousand five hundred is not expensive."

"Besides, Xiao Wang's work indicators are so good, those who want him will not suffer any loss."

Wang Ruhua smiled and nodded: "Well, Aunt Song, you are right, two thousand and five is not expensive."

"My job is good. I can earn back my earnings in a few years. Besides, it's easy."

That being said, the person next to him grinned: [But...it's really expensive!]

At this time, an auntie started to bargain with Wang Ruhua: "Xiao Wang, I'm not saying that your work quota is too expensive."

"But there are so few people who can come up with that much money. Why don't you sell it to me for fifteen hundred and I'll give you the cash tomorrow."

"If you don't sell it, the quota will be invalid once the reporting time is over, and you won't get a single cent!"

One thousand and five?

Can you open your mouth too?

Wang Ruhua glanced at the aunt when she heard this and said, "Aunt, do you think I'm a fool?"

"If that's the case, then I'll go to work myself!"

The aunt said with an embarrassed look: "Then you can go by yourself!"

Not only these people, but also people like this when they return to the army...

"Ruhua, we are good sisters."

"Since you don't want to go to work anyway, why don't you sell me this indicator at a lower price?"

Does this person also play the emotional card?

Wang Ruhua glanced at Zhou Xiaofang: [Are you treating me like a fool too?]

"Mrs. Zhou, the price of my indicators has increased now. I won't sell them for less than 2,500!"

What?

Still raising prices?

Zhou Xiaofang's face darkened. "Are you crazy? No one wants it at 2,000, and you're raising the price?"

This made Wang Ruhua unhappy. She curled her lips and said, "Sister Zhou, why am I crazy? Aren't you crazy?"

“Who said no one buys my indicators?”

"There are people scrambling to get it for 2,500 now, and you want me to give it to you at a discount? I think you're crazy about working."

Zhou Xiaofang knew there was no hope, so she could only leave angrily.

She wanted this work quota, but she really couldn't afford so much money.

Of course, she wasn't the only one in this situation; many people were like this, so there were so many people in the compound who were saying the grapes were sour because they couldn't eat them...

"Who are these people? Especially that Sister Zhou, she usually calls you, Sister Wang, friends."

"People like this, who say bad things about you when they can't take advantage of you, are really too much!"

Wu Xiaoling's injuries have all healed.

She went out for a walk and all she heard were rumors that Wang Ruhua was crazy about money.

So she immediately ran to tell her...

Wang Ruhua was not angry at all.

She smiled and said, "They can say whatever they want. If they don't have 2,500, I'll go to work on my own."

Wu Xiaoling raised her thumbs up: "That's right, don't let such ungrateful people get away with it."

"By the way, Yunqing, when are you going to work?"

Luo Yunqing was selecting herbs in her hand. She smiled when she heard this and said, "I'm not going. I don't want to go to work."

Wu Xiaoling was surprised: "Not going? Wouldn't that be a waste of quota?"

Luo Yunqing smiled even brighter: "Yes, it's a pity that I can't sell it, otherwise I can sell this indicator for at least three thousand."

Wu Xiaoling: “…”

Who dares to buy?

[Okay, you guys are all so different! ]

One of the sisters wanted to sell her work quota, while the other simply gave up the quota. Suddenly, the entire family compound was talking about these two people.

"These two people...are definitely mentally ill!"

Yes, who would do this if they are not sick?

But Luo Yunqing and Wang Ruhua seemed not to hear it. They still did their own things and waited for news.

At this time, Jin Sangu also returned to the Jin family...

"Sister-in-law, is that black girl surnamed Luo really the younger sister of Xiao He's ex-boyfriend?"

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