Chapter 150: Salary Envied by the Brigade

Everyone was paid 8 work points per day. For the first 15 days, everyone worked very hard and no one took leave. She calculated it as one yuan per 8 work points.

One yuan per person per day, fifteen days would be fifteen yuan.

Subtracting the total wages of the members from the distributable income, there was still a surplus of 580 yuan.

She deducted her own salary, and her 10 work points were calculated at 2 yuan each, which was 2 yuan a day, and 30 yuan in fifteen days.

This means that there is still 550 yuan left to be distributed as dividends to the members of the non-staple food team.

Tian Liang's eyes widened in disbelief. Not only were everyone's wages high, but after deductions, there was still so much bonus money left. He was full of praise and envy, and stammered a little because he was excited: "I really didn't expect... I never thought that in my lifetime... I could see that you could earn so much money in fifteen days. I even want to join your non-staple food team."

He quickly broadcast the news, telling all the members of the brigade in detail how much money the brigade's non-staple food team had earned, how much salary the members had received, including the production development fund and the members' welfare fund set up by Wang Yuqing.

When the broadcast came on, everyone in the brigade stood at the door to listen. They were all extremely surprised and even found it unbelievable. Some of the older people thought that Tian Liang was stuttering when he broadcast and had exaggerated the numbers.

The members of the non-staple food team also heard the broadcast, and each of them wore a sense of pride.

After Tian Liang left, Wang Yuqing called in the eight team members who were eager to come in and held a meeting.

Everyone agreed on the production development fund and the members' welfare fund, expressing their strong support and praising Wang Yuqing's good idea, which gave them even more motivation.

Lei Yongxia laughed heartily: "I'm so lucky to have joined such a great food processing team. At this rate, it won't be long before we all become prosperous and have a good year."

Chen E rolled her eyes at her: "What kind of luck? Are you calling Yu Qing dog shit?"

Lei Yongxia hurriedly explained, "No, no, that's not what I meant. Chen E, what's wrong with you? Why do you have to argue with me?"

The two started arguing again.

Everyone laughed heartily. Today was even more joyful and exciting than Chinese New Year, even better than Chinese New Year, since they didn't have this much money during Chinese New Year.

She took 300 yuan of the 550 yuan bonus, and distributed the remaining 250 yuan among the eight team members as their wages.

Tang Wan said, "I'm afraid the director won't be happy about that, will he?"

Wang Yuqing didn't care: "This is our money, what's it to him? Besides, we handed over 100 yuan, it's none of his business."

She was worried that if he took over the management, he would siphon off a lot of money. Wang Yuqing wasn't stupid.

Now that the non-staple food business is making so much money, he's benefiting from it too. Whether he likes it or not, he has to be happy, since he's brought in a considerable income for the brigade.

Except for Tang Wan, who remained calm, everyone else was overjoyed, some even with tears in their eyes. Firstly, there was a lot of money, and secondly, they received their salaries once a month. Holding cash in their hands felt incredibly good.

We can try to exchange some tickets for something to buy for the family.

Each person received their own 15 yuan salary, plus a bonus of 31.25 yuan, which means that in just 15 days they each earned 46 yuan.

Because their brigade was poor, they didn't compare themselves to others. But compared to other richer brigades, the members of those brigades only earned forty yuan a month, and that was in an advanced brigade. The average members earned only twenty or thirty yuan.

Although Wang Yuqing took the lion's share, everyone was willing to accept it, especially since it was Wang Yuqing who led them to make money; without Wang Yuqing, they wouldn't have received a single penny.

Most people were satisfied, but Cao Huan was a little unhappy.

She felt Wang Yuqing was heartless. How could she take so much? Three hundred yuan! That's a huge sum of money! How could she take it? Just because she doesn't do anything all day? Just uses her mouth and eyes?

However, she didn't say it aloud.

Wang Yuqing is very clever. In the past, she sold snails by herself, only once a week, earning only forty or fifty yuan each time, and it was tiring and hard work.

Now that she has set up a non-staple food team, she just sits there collecting money, and in fifteen days she has collected 330 yuan.

The income of the non-staple food team caused a great sensation. Some were envious, some were jealous, some were green with envy, some felt regret, and some were happy...

The old Party Secretary was in a good mood, and immediately held a large meeting that evening to publicly praise Wang Yuqing.

There were also many jealous people, such as the Cao family, Yuan Fang, Liu Li, Qian Juan, Zhao Si, Shi Feng, Hua Gui, He Ruhua, Yang Er, and so on.

Zhao Si suddenly appeared, holding a hoe, and said, "Tsk tsk, shouldn't we treat everyone to a meal? Let everyone share in the joy, it won't cost much anyway."

His wife, Qian Juan, chimed in, "That's right, we're all from the same production team."

Several other people nearby were clamoring for Wang Yuqing to treat them to a meal.

Cao Huan whispered, "Captain, everyone's asking you to treat them. If you don't, they'll probably say you're stingy. You could spend a little money to get along with everyone; that would be a good idea."

Wang Yuqing asked, "Why should I? Just because I earn money doesn't mean I have to treat everyone!"

She added, "Why would I want to get closer to them? Do I need them?"

These words left Cao Huan blushing and extremely embarrassed.

Hua Gui, intending to win over Cao Huan, said, "What she said was a bit harsh, but don't worry about it. You know what kind of person she is."

Cao Huan suddenly felt that Hua Gui was a pretty good person.

Brigade leader He Guangliang was quite unhappy. Firstly, he felt that the amount of money handed over was too little, and secondly, Wang Yuqing had secretly distributed the wages on her own.

The old Party Secretary felt that he hadn't said anything. He said, "Forget it, after all, we don't have their ability. They can earn more than a thousand yuan in fifteen days with seven or eight people."

Wang Yuqing invited Tang Wan and Wang Shuo to her home for dinner.

Coincidentally, Ji Xuening and Wang Shuo hunted a 200-pound wild boar in the back mountain today. Wang Yuqing's food processing team was making so much money that it overshadowed their success.

The commune members who didn't get wild boar meat last time all got it this time. The extra meat was distributed to the militia, and Wang Shuo and Ji Xuening both took the meat to the Ji family's house.

Wang Yuqing and Ji Xuening cooked together and made a big pot of wild boar stew with radish. The group ate and chatted and laughed.

Since learning about Peng Hong from Lei Yongxia, Tang Wan has been unhappy these past few days, but she showed a slight smile today.

Wang Shuo noticed it, but for some reason, he asked Wang Yuqing and found out what had happened. He felt a little uneasy and increasingly felt that he had no chance.

He even felt sorry that a living person was not as good as a dead person.

A few days ago, I heard that his elderly mother had fallen ill and was probably not long for him. She was clinging to life and waiting for him to come home, so he urged her to go home and take a look at her.

His eyes instantly welled up with tears. He borrowed Tang Wan's bicycle, pedaled like a whirlwind, and rushed home like a tornado, shouting along the way, "Mom, wait for your son to come home!"

As soon as they arrived at their doorstep, they saw Wang's mother chatting animatedly with a young girl with two black braids, slapping her thigh and laughing heartily.