Chapter 43 The Tile Factory Has Paid Workers
At the tile factory, the two bosses, Deng Shirong and Deng Yungui, are paying wages to the workers.
The people with the highest wages are naturally Deng Yuntai and Deng Changbiao, the two big vat masters in the vat and tile factory.
Among them, Deng Yuntai's salary was 208 yuan, and Deng Changbiao's salary was slightly higher, reaching 224 yuan.
Deng Yuntai took the huge sum of money from his father, took out 8 yuan from it, and then pushed the 200 yuan back, saying, "Dad, I don't have a place to spend money now, a few dollars is enough for me, and you can keep the rest for building a house."
Deng Shirong didn't bother to be polite with his son. He just nodded and took the money.
Others did not find it strange. In that era, if the family was not divided, the money earned by the son would generally be handed over to his parents. It was normal for Deng Yuntai to hand over his wages to his father.
Next to him, Deng Changbiao also received his wages from Uncle Yungui. He took out 24 yuan, then walked to the master, handed over the remaining 200 yuan, and said with a smile: "Master, you need money to build a house now. What I have is enough for the family. You can use the rest first."
Seeing this, Deng Yungui said with envy: "Uncle Jiu, you really have a good disciple!"
Deng Shirong, who had memories of his past life, naturally knew that his apprentice had good character. He reached out and patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your filial piety is commendable, but I still have a way to solve the money for building the house. You take this money back, improve your quality of life, and buy more meat for your wife and children."
Deng Changbiao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll keep the money. Master, just let me know when you need it. As for meat, 24 yuan a month is enough."
After the two masters who worked on the big vats received their wages, it was the turn of the three masters who worked on the small goods. Their wages were not much different, all around one hundred and thirty or four hundred.
After the three masters who make small goods, it is the turn of the workers who step on the mud and burn in the kiln and carry the mud. Each of them earns several dozen yuan a month.
Deng Changyuan, a childhood friend of Deng Yuntai, had been learning to make large vats from Deng Yuntai, but the technology of making large vats could not be learned overnight, so he was still paid as a plasterer, 2 yuan a day, 60 yuan a month.
This is a salary that countless rural people envy. After all, many people with stable jobs now only earn more than 20 yuan a month.
A job that pays 60 yuan a month is something that countless people would try their best to get, so Deng Changyuan was very satisfied. He smiled like a fool when he got the money.
According to statistics, the tile factory paid a total of 1,183.6 yuan in wages today.
The first batch of goods from the tile factory were sold for a total of 2,203.8 yuan, excluding freight.
After deducting the wages paid, there is still 1,020.2 yuan left, which is the profit of the two bosses, Deng Shirong and Deng Yungui. Each person can get 510.1 yuan.
In just over a month, I earned more than 500 yuan, which is really an amazing income in rural areas today.
After paying the workers and waiting for them to go out to work, Deng Yungui said in high spirits, "Uncle Jiu, I'll go back and get some snacks. Come to my house tonight for a drink to celebrate the success of our tile factory."
"Don't go to your house, come to my house for a drink. It just so happens that I've started digging the foundation for my new house today, so there's plenty of food and drinks for us."
"Okay, then I won't be polite. I heard that Uncle Jiu's cooking skills are comparable to those of the chefs in state-owned restaurants. I have to taste your food today."
"Haha, I hope you won't be disappointed. It's getting late, so I'll go back first. You can come over according to the time. I won't notify you separately."
"Got it. I will be there on time."
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afternoon.
Today the wages were paid and the workers at the tile factory got off work earlier than usual. Deng Changbiao returned home with a huge sum of 224 yuan in his pocket, without even recognizing his relatives.
Deng Changbiao had separated from his parents and brothers several years ago. The house he lives in now is an old house passed down from his ancestors with a total of two rooms. After the separation, he built a kitchen next to the house. When he came back, he saw his wife cooking in the kitchen.
Deng Changbiao touched the thick stack of banknotes in his pocket and shouted, "Xiaolan, I'm back!"
Lu Xiaolan, who was cooking, turned around and saw his smiling face. She asked, "Why did you come back so early today? You smiled so hard that your back teeth were showing. What good news has happened to you?"
Deng Changbiao smiled and nodded, "It is indeed a happy event. The tile factory paid the workers today!"
Lu Xiaolan's eyes lit up immediately when she heard this. She threw away the fire stick in her hand, stood up and asked, "Brother Biao, how much did you get paid?"
Deng Changbiao chuckled and said, "Xiaolan, guess what?"
Lu Xiaolan asked tentatively, "Did you give out thirty?"
No wonder she asked this. How much money could Deng Changbiao earn working at the tile factory? He had been holding back from telling his wife, thinking that he would give her a big surprise when he got paid, so Lu Xiaolan had no idea how much money he could earn at the tile factory.
Although Deng Changbiao had been a vat master for several years, the vat kiln used to belong to the brigade, and he only got the highest work points for working there. Therefore, after the vat factory was contracted out to his master and Uncle Yungui, his wife did not expect him to make much money.
Thirty yuan a month is already a very high income for Lu Xiaolan.
Deng Changbiao shook his head and said, "This number is wrong. Guess again."
Lu Xiaolan guessed again: "Twenty-eight?"
Deng Changbiao smiled and said, "It's too little. You guessed too high."
Lu Xiaolan was delighted and guessed, "Thirty-six?"
She had made a very bold guess about this number, because even a relative of hers who worked in a credit union could not get such a high salary. If her husband's salary was that high, she would be extremely satisfied.
Deng Changbiao grinned and said, "Too conservative, you are bold enough to guess higher."
Lu Xiaolan's heart started pounding when she heard that. She said with a dry mouth, "Brother Biao, you should just tell me directly. I can't bear to keep guessing like this."
Deng Changbiao patted his pocket and said proudly, "I got 224 yuan in wages."
Even though Lu Xiaolan was mentally prepared, she was still shocked by the number! "Brother Biao...Brother Biao, did I hear you right? You said you got 224 yuan in wages?"
Seeing his wife's stunned expression, Deng Changbiao was in a very good mood after successfully pretending to be cool. He nodded and smiled, "Yes, I got 224 yuan in wages. From now on, our family has money. We don't have to spend every penny as we did before. We can't eat meat every day, but we can still eat meat every few days without any pressure. After I work in the tile factory for a few months, our family will have enough money to build a house."
Knowing that her husband could earn more than 200 yuan a month, Lu Xiaolan's heart was lifted up. Thinking that the hard days were over, she couldn't help crying with joy, repeating one sentence over and over again in her mouth: "That's great!"
Then, without saying a word, Lu Xiaolan slaughtered the old hen at home and stewed a pot of chicken soup to nourish her husband and children.
In the evening, Lu Xiaolan was even more passionate, allowing Deng Changbiao to enjoy the happiness of a landlord.
No matter what era, men who can make money can always enjoy happiness that other men cannot enjoy.
(End of this chapter)
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