Chapter 110 Handwritten Flyers
Fang Mingche experienced a lot of human nature from those guys in the cooperative who turned their backs on him. They had clearly taken advantage of him. It was he who first suggested that they go to the square to do business. But in the end,
they all had that kind of smile on their faces. He would never deal with such people again.
As for Zhu Dahai, if he had his own way, or if he himself thought of doing the egg business, it would be fine for him to resign alone. He was just afraid that he would disrupt the morale of the troops and prevent others from working at ease.
Lin Yan was startled. Yes, Zhu Dahai had 200 yuan on hand. He was willing to take the money out to take a gamble. Moreover, he also knew that eggs in that village were easier to buy.
"Okay, then take it slow."
After another day and a half of hard work, they finally finished the cleaning and tidying up of the wasteland.
Lin Yan said, "Let's go back early today. It's two yuan. We'll leave after dinner. Tomorrow morning we'll go to the flea market and buy all the old furniture we need."
Today is August 5th, and the business will open in two days.
Since the work was done early, several people said they would come to help with the cooking.
Lin Yan said, "Okay, finish cooking. I'll keep the accounts."
She sat on the small stool next to Yan Yan and started keeping the accounts. The little girl didn't come with us today. She went to the stall with her father. There's not much work today. Ming Che doesn't have to close the stall before coming back.
Everyone was exhausted in the past two and a half days.
The cost of this land reclamation and tidying up is quite high. The salary paid for three days alone is 84. Add the food for three days, it's more than 100.
Add the rent, this is 400 spent before making any money.
We also need to buy a scale and it would be better to buy a tricycle. The delivery is not the same destination. Moreover, three people are needed in the early stage just so that one can go around the streets to collect waste. In the previous communication, Liu Qingfeng made it clear that he was willing to go.
After that, the monthly salary will be 108. Well, there is also Teacher Gao, that's at least 120. Can you make so much?
Forget it, the business is about to open, don't pour cold water on yourself.
That night, everyone went back at half past six.
The four temporary workers were a little silent. There would be nothing for them to do tomorrow. Three people are enough to purchase and deliver the old furniture.
I heard that Teacher Lin went to borrow the tricycle that Boss Cui used to buy vegetables. Just wait until he buys the vegetables and then borrow it. There will be no problem.
Aunt Yuan also helped to rent a tricycle from the yard next door. It costs three cents a day to carry old furniture, and people are willing to do so.
Lin Yan said: "The main thing is that in the early stage, we have to invest thousands of dollars in various ways. This is when we already have a tricycle. Now we don’t know how the business will be. We can’t afford more people."
The four sighed, "Teacher Lin, we understand."
With such a large investment, it is difficult to say what the business will be like. People certainly dare not hire too many people at the beginning.
Lin Yan opened her mouth and wanted to say that if she was willing, someone could help her resell eggs. However, this would not solve the problem of the four people. It is not the lack of goods that is worrying, but the inequality! Only
now did she realize how amazing Mingche was that he dared to run to the capital without his daughter and set up a big bowl tea stall.
This group of people had never thought of reselling eggs or vegetables. They had a household registration and were not afraid of being sent back to their hometown, and the situation of finding a job was not good. As for herself, it was because she had seen Mingche do it so much that she could draw inferences from other things. Moreover, her courage was also inspired by the success of the big bowl tea stall.
"If you are willing to come again when the business is good in the future, we will definitely give you priority."
In the past few days, everyone worked well. However, she observed Zhu Dahai and found that he was a bit lazy. He always arranged for others to work and tried to do as little as possible. The six thought that he had been working for a long time, so they took him as the leader this time. They obeyed.
When they got home, Fang Mingche brought bath water to Lin Yan and saw that she was a little depressed. So he asked, "What's wrong?"
"The four educated youth who returned to the city actually did a good job. But we really can't accept so many people."
Fang Mingche said, "The country can't solve this problem for the time being. But in two years, everyone will gradually find their own way out."
In two years, the resources controlled by the state will be gradually decentralized, and various enterprises will come into being. Naturally, more jobs will be provided. They can only do what they can.
"Mingche, the business will open on the 8th, are you going?"
Fang Mingche smiled, "I must go for my own business."
Lin Yan went to take a bath, and Teacher Gao brought over a stack of handwritten bills with a brush. Fang Mingche assigned him the task of writing 100 scrap yard purchase price slips. He wrote them at the price of the state purchase station, which was two cents more per pound. He also wrote words like "Opening on the 8th".
Fang Mingche looked at them and gave Teacher Gao two yuan. The handwriting was quite beautiful, as expected of someone who wrote on the blackboard all year round. Two cents per slip, very cost-effective!
Teacher Gao said, "Your own handwriting is also very beautiful."
Fang Mingche said, "I carry the teapot every day, and my wrist is raised and lowered more than a thousand times. I don't want to write anything when I get home!"
"It's good that you don't want to write, and I will write it later."
The families of the educated youth who went to open up the wasteland and sort out the wasteland said that their work was good, and they were not exposed to the wind or the sun. Just write at home and earn two yuan.
Fang Mingche said, "It should not be used for the time being. This is considered as a promotion for the opening."
The next day, Lin Yan bought all the old furniture that she could use at the moment, and asked three employees to tie them up in the back of the tricycle, and then went to the scrap yard with her.
This purchase cost nearly two hundred yuan. After all, it was to fill up a house. Oh, it's already six hundred yuan!
By August, they estimated that their savings would reach three thousand yuan. This is a third of it.
If she didn't admire Fang Mingche so much now, she really wouldn't be so cooperative and spend so much!
Her parents were wondering what she was busy with recently and didn't have time to go back. She said they were going to start a new business and really couldn't take care of it.
As for the business, it will open on the 8th. It will not be publicized before the opening, and they don't want to be pried into the house.
When they arrived at the place, the three employees unloaded the old furniture and put it on display. They were all disassembled wooden boards, which would be pieced together one by one later.
Lin Yan smiled and waved to call a few tough boys in the village. Each of them was given 10 cents, and they were asked to distribute the bills to the scavengers at the garbage dump. They used to play in that area, so their parents wouldn't come to their house for this.
"Teacher Lin, don't worry. We will definitely help you distribute it to those people."
Lin Yan said: "If they don't believe it or ask where the waste recycling station is, you can also point them to the way. If there are illiterate people, you can read it to them."
"Okay!"
Lin Yan handed them a hundred handwritten flyers and went in to see the furniture assembly inside.
(End of this chapter)
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