Hua Ziqiang thinks.
Does he have someone he likes?
He couldn't help but ask: "What does it mean to like someone?"
When matchmaker Fang saw it, she knew it all.
This guy looks like he has someone he likes.
But he himself hasn't reacted yet.
Matchmaker Fang said, "You've been in contact with a certain girl recently, and you can't help thinking about her. That means you definitely like her. What do you think of that girl?"
Hua Ziqiang pondered again.
A word can wake a person up from his dream.
There is only one girl of similar age who has been close to him recently.
Thinking of Hua Wanyan, Hua Ziqiang's heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't help but hesitate.
He admitted that he probably did like Hua Wanyan a little.
However, he felt deep down that Hua Wanyan was not suitable for marriage.
Hua Wanyan is from the old Hua family. The old Hua family is so well-off, will they agree to let Hua Wanyan marry him?
Besides...
In short, the image of Hua Wanyan in his mind has nothing to do with the concept of marriage.
She is suitable to be a girl, always carefree, and can eat and play as she pleases.
After fully understanding his own feelings, Hua Ziqiang gave up the idea of finding a wife.
Hua Ziqiang: "Aunt Fang, I'm not looking for a wife anymore."
Matchmaker Fang was puzzled. "Why aren't you looking for someone again? I'll talk to whoever you like. Your family isn't bad, could it be that you like a girl from the city?"
Hua Ziqiang smiled and waved his hand: "I don't think it's appropriate to get married now."
After hearing this, Matchmaker Fang could only respect his choice.
She sighed and said, "Oh, well, if you change your mind later, come to me and I'll definitely talk to you."
Hua Ziqiang: "Don't worry, Aunt Fang, when I want to get married in the future, I will definitely come to you for matchmaking."
He had come here happily, but now it ended uneventfully without any result. However, Hua Ziqiang felt very calm.
It’s like I suddenly let go of a worry. There’s no joy, but it’s very relaxing.
Yes, he has feelings for Hua Wanyan.
After admitting this, he no longer had to force himself to marry other women. He suddenly realized that the reason why he was not satisfied with so many girls he had dated was because he had other people in his heart and did not want to waste time on those girls.
He now knew that he liked Hua Wanyan, but he didn't want to marry her. For some reason, he didn't want such a beautiful girl to suffer in marriage.
So, the blind date ended just like that.
Then the captain came to the door.
Hua Ziqiang was surprised by the team leader's visit: "The village wants to open a canteen? They want me to choose a chef?"
The captain laughed and said, "Erniu, you are the best cook in the whole village, so I want you to come and check the food."
Hua Xiangfan was the one who attended the villagers' meeting and he did mention it when he got home, but Hua Ziqiang didn't take it too seriously.
It was only when the captain came to his house that he suddenly realized that what his brother said was actually true. He would have a place to eat in the future.
"This is a great thing that will benefit the villagers!" Hua Ziqiang was very willing to support it. "When?"
The captain smiled and said, "It's tomorrow morning. It might take up some of your time."
If he didn't want to save money, he would even be willing to stay and work as a chef in the cafeteria.
Thinking of this, Hua Ziqiang asked casually, "Captain, how much does the canteen cook earn a month?"
The team leader said, "The salary isn't too high. I just work in the village for convenience, to make some extra money. Ten yuan a month, but the cafeteria provides three meals a day."
This means that you don't have to worry about food and accommodation, you can just get 10 yuan, and you can also take care of housework, so it's still worthwhile.
Hua Ziqiang smiled and asked, "How many people are you recruiting? Are there many people who sign up?"
The team leader said: "For now, we have five cooks and ten handymen who will be responsible for serving food, cleaning, washing dishes and wiping tables."
Hua Ziqiang nodded and said, "Okay, tomorrow morning, right? Come and call me before we start."
The captain patted Hua Ziqiang and said, "Thank you so much for your help."
Hua Ziqiang waved his hand: "What's the trouble with doing things for the village?"
The next morning, at half past eight, the sun was almost coming out and the sunlight had begun to shine on the ground.
After all, it is still a bit cold now, so everyone decided to hold the registration indoors.
The frost outside had just begun to thaw, and the gymnasium was already bustling with activity.
"Captain, I want to sign up!"
"Me, register me one."
Fang Youyu, the brigade accountant in charge of registration, said, "Don't worry, come one by one! Don't be anxious!"
He then loudly read out the job offers: "Five cooks and 10 handymen in total! Cooks make 10 yuan a month, handymen 6 yuan a month!"
"Does the cafeteria provide meals?" someone asked.
Fang Youyu: "You are from the village. You can come to the cafeteria and eat for free even if you don't do this!"
"Then don't you have to provide meals when you come in to work?"
Fang Youyu felt a little helpless, shook his head and nodded again: "It's all, it's all! Just eat it!"
After hearing this, everyone felt completely relieved.
Originally, Fang Youyu wanted to express that as long as one is a villager, they can eat three meals a day for free, so it would not be considered a special treatment for coming here to work.
However, this explanation was ultimately too convoluted for the villagers and failed to clearly answer the questions they asked.
Fang Youyu had no choice but to give a simple and straightforward affirmative answer. He was somewhat helpless because many people had low levels of education and not everyone could understand what they were saying.
Fortunately, they now understand everything they want to know and have begun to sign up enthusiastically.
There is actually quite a lot of labor in the village.
Just recruiting people at the factory is far from enough to solve the employment problem of the entire village's labor force.
Apart from being a nanny in Wu Muxiang's house, she had no other choice.
Now the village is going to start a canteen, but it’s just a matter of cooking and washing dishes. Which woman at home is not good at it?
This is not a big deal at all, but I can get paid for it. It's really a good deal.
Children who graduated from primary school a few years ago but did not get into junior high school are now at the age where they can be considered half-able laborers, and some can even be considered full-able laborers.
Now I have found such an opportunity.
When they saw Hua Ziqiang coming to the scene, they all ran over and showed great respect.
"Brother Erniu, it would be great if I could learn cooking from you!"
When people can't even get enough to eat, even the worst famine can't kill tailors and cooks. Teaching a craft means passing on the tools that feed you. In the early days, apprentices were even expected to honor their masters and work tirelessly for them.
But Hua Ziqiang actually doesn't care much about these things. His own skills were taught by gods.
What the gods taught him, he can naturally teach others.
There is actually no difference between the two processes.
The gods wanted him to earn his living with his own hands.
And those young people also have to learn a skill to support themselves.
Hua Ziqiang smiled and said, "You guys want to learn? I'll teach you when I have time."
When these words were spoken, everyone's first reaction was surprise.
Immediately he was overjoyed.
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