Lin Xiaoxiao died fighting a monster tide in the apocalypse.
Who knew she would transmigrate into a melodramatic era novel about a fake and a real daughter?
She found herself becoming a...
Wangjia Village has really made something of itself! They're actually going to set up a factory. This is the first time such a thing has happened in the surrounding villages. They can brag about it for ages just by talking about it.
Hearing everyone's excited voices, Captain Wang looked around at them with a smug expression. After a few minutes of discussion, he struck the gong again.
"Alright, now quiet!"
Captain Wang cleared his throat. "We're looking for skilled seamstresses in the village, women who can use sewing machines well at home. This recruitment drive is not based on personal connections or physical strength."
"As long as you have the skill to make things!"
"Everyone knows the craft, but what kind of craft does the workshop need?" one of the older women asked. She was very good at making shoes and such, but with a basic foundation, she could quickly learn to make other things.
Some of the more thoughtful former educated youth asked, "Can we, the former educated youth, also go in?"
"Are you interested in older people?"
"No, can I learn it myself?"
"I have boundless energy; what others can do in an hour, I can do all night! Is that okay?"
No sooner had the announcement been made than a barrage of questions came at Captain Wang.
Captain Wang continued banging the gong, and only responded after everyone quieted down, "I'll emphasize the recruitment conditions again, you all need to remember them well. If anyone tries to joke around again, you'd all be sent back!"
Hearing Captain Wang say that, the threshing ground finally quieted down.
"This recruitment is only for women aged 15-40. Of course, we don't accept those who don't have the skills. But that's not enough. All those who meet the requirements will be compared to see who is the best. In the end, we will select the 20 best."
“These 20 people all need to be highly skilled.”
Captain Wang's words brought joy to some and sorrow to others.
"If you're selected, will you get paid or work points?" someone asked the crucial question.
"Work points, it's all calculated in work points. If the fabric really makes money, then we'll give you a bonus."
"So, this money belongs to the brigade. Let me make this clear first: if anyone tries to cause trouble, it means they don't want everyone to make money together." Captain Wang gave a heads-up to prevent anyone from feeling too disappointed and doing something bad.
After explaining the matter, Captain Wang took out three kinds of fabric.
The first type is scraps, like the fabric that Feng Yu and his group gave them. This type of fabric has no cost. Their plan is to sell a portion of it to people who need fabric, and use the rest to try and make finished products. If they can sell these, that will be pure income.
Another type is fabric with defects. These can be made into aprons, sleeves, or pretty hair accessories. We can then see if we can get orders from the supply and marketing cooperative.
The last type is irregular fabric without any flaws. These fabrics are considered high-end. Lin Xiaoxiao said that these fabrics should not be used lightly. She has many styles in mind. Once the process of making clothes is perfected, if it is feasible, they want to sell these goods in high-end department stores.
If they could really go down the department store route, the profits would be much higher.
After everyone quieted down, Captain Wang took out the first type of scrap of cloth and announced, "Now, anyone who's interested can come and take a few scraps of cloth home to try. As long as the needlework is good, you can earn these work points."
After the announcement, Captain Wang and the village officials began to organize the registration of those who wanted to take the cloth scraps.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the threshing ground, regardless of age or gender, rushed forward.
"I want to sign up."
"I'm good at this job, can I take more scraps of cloth?"
"Me, me, me, Captain, I'm signing up."
The person in charge of registration responded to each person in front of them:
"Don't come and cause trouble, and no men!"
"Auntie, you're not from our village, are you? We don't want people from our village!"
"Auntie, you're blind in one eye, you should go home and rest."
"Get lost, you little rascal! You can barely get onto the kang (heated brick bed), and you want to sew scraps of cloth?"
The crowded scene was chaotic, with everyone talking at once, making it incredibly difficult for those registering.
"Clang clang clang~~"
"Everyone has the same number of scraps of cloth. Whether you've used them or not, you have to return them all to the brigade two days later. Anyone who tries to keep these scraps of cloth will have their work points deducted."
Upon hearing this, those who were itching to make a move finally gave up.
They had a good idea: even if they couldn't earn work points, it would be good to get some cloth to take back. They could take a few pieces themselves, and their families could take a few pieces. Together, they could make something.
If they ask later, just say the piece of cloth fell off and you don't know where it went.
The scraps of cloth were so small that even if they wanted to find them, they wouldn't be able to. Since the whole brigade couldn't find them, these scraps of cloth were theirs.
But if I can't pay back the cloth, I'll lose work points. This deal isn't worth it, so I'll just not take it.
This method worked quite well, and before long, the registration process became efficient and orderly.
After registration, they started distributing hairpins. You could take them home to make them, or you could make them in a room arranged by the team.
Everyone actually saw the fabric, and they were incredibly efficient, managing to tidy up a storage room in the brigade early in the morning.
Quite a few people actually chose to work in the team's quarters.
If you don't know how to do something, just look at other people and you might learn.
Lin Xiaoxiao watched for a while and then came out. She believed that professional matters should be handled by professionals, and as an outsider, she shouldn't get involved.
She went straight back to the courtyard.
She still had some things to pack and organize, which she planned to send to her teacher in Beijing.
Lin Xiaoxiao sorted out some things: soybeans, dried mushrooms, walnuts, some dried fruits she had sun-dried herself, and two dried wild rabbits. Finally, she carefully packed the wild ginseng she had found last time.
After organizing everything, I wrote a two-page letter to the teacher and also made a list of all the items I sent. After all, with so many things on the road over so many days, no one could guarantee that everyone would be honest and upright.
Write down a list of items so that the teacher can keep track of whether anything is missing.
Lin Xiaoxiao not only prepared one set, but also made one for Han Qiushi's family. Since Han Qiushi's mother had sent two gifts, they should return the favor with some gifts. However, the gifts mainly consisted of mountain products, with some dried meat as well.
She didn't even have time to give something as precious as wild ginseng to her teacher, let alone give any extra to others.
Dried meat and mountain produce are already considered high-quality items. Even wild boar meat is very popular, as pork was so sought after in those days.
After everything is sorted out, I'll go directly to the county town to ship the goods tomorrow.
Go through the stock in the space again, and while you're at it, ask them if they buy clothes to sell, what styles sell best on the black market, and what their prices are. Ask them all so you can have a better idea of the team's profit margin.