With a long sigh, Zeng Peng finally made his decision. Although they now had a dozen or so people, seven would still be enough. As for who would stay and who would leave, let's decide that ourselves!
"It's possible, right? At the very least, one or two people will stay behind, won't they?"
Ding Ke's heart was cracked by the few bags of mountain produce at his feet, and the crack was getting smaller and smaller, spreading to his entire heart, and his psychological defenses were completely shattered.
"When he goes home from get off work, he needs to be a little sweet-talking, a little diligent, and he shouldn't be afraid of being taken advantage of if there's no work to do. We don't have anything particularly impressive about our home; those vegetables are all homegrown. He'll take them to the company tomorrow after get off work for his colleagues and superiors to try..."
"Those are sun-damaged shiitake mushrooms, perfect for chicken soup... But not those, porcini mushrooms, they're terrible for soup... Coral mushrooms, green-headed mushrooms, and sand mushrooms, none of those are good for soup either..."
"Oh, you mean you forgot? You didn't have a bag with that either!" Upon hearing this, the man unzipped his bag and pulled out a plastic bag that was also layered with layers of plastic. Through the plastic bag, you could vaguely see mushrooms inside.
But now, without the Damocles' sword hanging over his head, Zeng Peng really dares to recruit so few people at once.
The only connection between the village and the surrounding area is a minibus that runs once a day. The minibus only costs seven yuan per person, but few people would rather get up early, carry more than ten kilograms of fruits and vegetables, and walk more than ten kilometers down the mountain road to go to the market in order to save those seven yuan.
The mountain produce lying at our feet isn't the kind we usually sell for money. It's probably something outsiders wanted us to bring all this way so they wouldn't leave a bad impression on the leaders...
"......"
The thought made Ding Ke's breathing quicken, and his fingers consciously tightened around the paper package. The cough that had just stopped started again, even more violently than before.
Interrupted from his thoughts, Ding Ke instinctively looked up at the plastic bag leaning against his feet. Looking at the local specialties at his feet, a distant yet profound memory surfaced in Ding Ke's mind.
Ding Ke planned to convert those local specialties into cash at market price and have Zhang Hong take them back to us.
“I was just chatting with Ah Hong, and he said that they only hired two people outside the store yesterday, so now there are only seven positions left. We don’t have seventeen people. Will the boss think it’s a bad choice, since he wants every single one?”
The others followed suit, each pulling out bags of red plastic bags containing various items from their own bags and placing them near Ding Ke's feet before quickly running away. Within ten seconds, not a single bag of local specialties had been placed near Ding Ke's feet.
If we had arrived after the chili shop owner delivered the goods, Zeng Peng would have readily accepted all of them. Although we are currently using so few people, we will definitely need more than ten before the furniture store renovation is completed.
In 2016, after graduating from elementary school, Ding Ke found his first job. With the money he had saved during his internship, Zeng Peng rented a house far from the company, planning to bring his grandmother and the eight members of the family, including Xu Kang and Xu Le, to live with him.
Just as Ding Ke's thoughts were drifting further and further away, the ten young men standing at the shop entrance began to whisper among themselves.
Judging from the work attitude of Zeng Pengji and his wife (a total of seven people), as well as Zhang Hong and Li Guang, those ten or so young men and women must also be quite unreliable workers...
For a small number of people, their income doesn't come from buying and selling fruits and vegetables, but from selling mountain products they find after leaving the mountains. Even a family with an annual income of over ten thousand yuan isn't considered to have had a good year...
"......"
Although the suggestion was somewhat absurd, it immediately resonated with everyone. The young men unanimously decided to use a guessing game to determine who would stay and who would leave, with the loser being the one to depart.
"What is that?"
Just as Zhang Hong and the other man were telling Ding Ke what each of the local specialties was, a large paper package suddenly fell from under a red plastic bag and landed right at Ding Ke's feet with a soft 'plop' sound.
Aside from lacking any moral character, it's a very bad solution.
"That's for sure. Some bosses are afraid that young men will band together, so they often hire people from the same place at once. And let's not forget we're all from the same village!" A man who had worked there splashed hot water on the young man.
Guess Xu An!
Grandma Xu agreed without saying so beforehand, picked up her basket and went out the door. She ran to the vegetable garden and picked all the unripe fruits and vegetables there, then sat by the well and washed them little by little.
"What if we decide to go first and keep seven people? Maybe the boss will see that there are too many people and be happy to take one or two on. It's better to take even one than to make a wasted trip, right?"
"Oh dear, you actually lost!"
"Okay, guess Xu An!"
For example, how about trying a limited-quantity sale, like the kind we saw in our past lives? Limiting the daily sales of our hellish braised food? Seventy pounds online, two hundred pounds offline, if we only sell two hundred and seventy pounds a day, the remaining stock can only sustain us for a year and a half, and we don't have enough time to find a solution...
Even so, Ding Ke was willing to loosen his grip even by the slightest bit.
"Oh, all eight of them lost and are out!"
I still have everything to say!
Chapter Two, Later (/_\)
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