Xu Xiangyang stopped looking at him and turned to everyone, saying, "Xiao Lin must have told you, right? Then I'll tell you the specifics."
Everyone else nodded, their eyes filled with expectation.
"Supplies will be delivered every month. The more you work, the more you earn. If you think you can do it, there's no limit to how much you can sell. But don't be too greedy. If you get caught, don't blame me for not taking care of you. You can earn money anytime, but you only get one chance, only one chance!"
Xu Xiangyang deliberately emphasized that there was only one chance. After all, he wasn't an orphanage.
Everyone here works hard to earn money; no one is asking them to help them make a lot of money. But if they cause trouble, don't blame him for being ruthless.
Qian Wenqing had been with him for so long and knew what kind of person he was. Especially his methods of violence; he applauded the way he used them against the enemy.
If that method were applied to myself...
I can't even imagine!
Xu Xiangyang's words resonated with everyone; in fact, earning a living these days is really not easy.
Especially with the current standard of living, you can't even dream of working in a state-owned factory.
Moreover, working as a frontline worker might not be as good, let alone providing substantial support.
They've gotten used to life here. Although there are occasional little arguments every day, everyone has become attached to this place.
If you can make money and have food and drink, who would leave?
Would someone be stupid to leave?
“Mr. Xu, although we are not well-educated, we are definitely not a problem in this area. Everyone needs to make money, whether it is for us or for you, we will do our best and be careful.”
Xiaolin's words didn't sound like those of someone who's uncultured; he even used idioms.
But everyone seemed to agree; for them, making money safely was more important than anything else.
Seeing their expressions, Xu Xiangyang knew it was okay, so he said to Qian Wenqing, "Go to the outskirts tonight, at nine o'clock, under the clock tower."
There is a clock tower near the new town. There used to be a church not far away, but it has been abandoned for some reason.
So there's basically no one there anymore, especially at night.
Everyone was quite excited and quickly nodded in agreement.
After Xu Xiangyang finished speaking and explained everything, he prepared to leave.
"Brother Xu, aren't you having dinner here tonight? Let's make dumplings!" Qian Wenqing thought of the meat still in the kitchen and wanted him to eat with them.
Xu Xiangyang waved his hand, "I have things to do. There's plenty of time later, so let's take care of serious matters first. Remember not to drink alcohol."
Men, when they get together, how can they not drink? Especially when there's good wine and good food.
Although they can't drink alcohol often, they keep a couple of bottles handy and drink a little when they have nothing to do.
Upon hearing this, they were all a little embarrassed, because they did indeed want to drink.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and then left.
Lin Min, seeing him leave, came out of the small house and went to the main house.
"Xiaomin, let's make dumplings for dinner tonight. Don't you love dumplings the most?" Xiaolin said with a smile.
This little sister is getting healthier and healthier; she'll be a normal girl in the future.
I used to be so thin that I could barely walk. It breaks my heart to think about it now.
Lin Min was a little embarrassed; she was a rather introverted and shy person.
"Brother, everyone can eat whatever they want, don't worry about my preferences," she replied softly.
She knew perfectly well that she wasn't earning any money and was just eating and drinking for free here.
Although my brother works here, none of us have brought our own people with us.
She never bothers anyone and even helps out with whatever she can.
Now she helps with the cooking, while Qian Wenqing does the cooking.
If she gets a little better, she plans to help with the cooking.
"Xiaomin, what are you saying? You don't need to worry about so much here." Qian Wenqing also felt quite sympathetic towards her.
The girl is eighteen years old, but she's as thin as a fourteen or fifteen-year-old.
The others didn't care either, since they weren't paying for the meal, and Boss Xu was there.
After leaving this place, Xu Xiangyang found a spot to enter the space.
Looking at the food items in front of him, he decided to sell some.
There will be many places where I need money in the future, so I can earn some while prices are still relatively low.
By the time the 1980s arrive, there will be no shortage of supplies, and money will be the same as it is now, so selling such things will definitely not make much money.
If you want to make big money, you have to run a factory; otherwise, it's all small-scale and meaningless.
Xu Xiangyang loaded the goods onto the truck; this trip had exhausted him.
He hadn't done these heavy jobs for about a year, and suddenly being forced to do them again was really hard on him!
He checked the time after leaving the space; it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. He had been working for four hours.
I'm so tired.
After taking a hot shower and changing his clothes, Xu Xiangyang rode his bicycle home.
Just as he stepped out of the alley, a disheveled woman suddenly ran out in front of him and bumped right into his bicycle.
Xu Xiangyang was shocked. Holy crap, are there still people faking accidents these days?
He quickly stopped, only to see another man chasing after the woman.
The man reeked of alcohol and was muttering curses.
"You fucking run again!" His expression turned vicious, and he threw the bottle in his hand.
However, it didn't hit anyone; the bottle shattered not far away.
Clearly, he was drunk; he couldn't even throw things accurately.
The woman, terrified, hid behind Xu Xiangyang, tugging at his clothes and saying, "Comrade, help me! If he catches me, he'll beat me to death."
Xu Xiangyang frowned, hearing the despair in her tone, and said, "You should go to the neighborhood committee or the Women's Federation. How can I help you?"
He's not the embodiment of justice. There are plenty of people who want help, so does he have to help them all one by one?
Besides, judging from the smell of alcohol on this guy, he's not someone to mess with and is probably in a lot of trouble.
I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm afraid of unreasonable people, especially since this matter has nothing to do with him.
Hearing this, the woman's eyes showed even greater despair, but she knew that what the other person said was also true.
But she went to the Women's Federation several times, and each time she was sent back.
Although the man verbally agreed, he still turned around and hit the person.
Xu Xiangyang sighed and looked at the man opposite him.
When the man saw Xu Xiangyang, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, judging from his clothes and the new bicycle he was riding, he was not someone to be trifled with.
Although he was drunk, he was no longer mentally disabled.
"Comrade, this is our family matter, you'd better not interfere."
Xu Xiangyang said, “Comrade, this is indeed your family matter, but hitting someone is wrong. Our great leader said that women hold up half the sky and that men and women are equal. What you did was wrong. Your wife takes care of everything for you at home. Even if you are not grateful, you should acknowledge her contributions. Not everyone’s contributions are a given.”
The person on the other side: ...
Goodness, even the people in the Women's Federation aren't as eloquent as him. Is this guy the director of the Women's Federation?
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