Chapter 92 The Right Person

It is not difficult to find a rubber band factory. After all, there are clothing factories everywhere in Hong Kong, and many clothes require rubber bands. The price of wholesale rubber bands is also cheap. You can buy a large bag for one dollar, which is enough to make many hair bands.

After getting the rubber bands and enough scraps of cloth, Tang Yuan began to look for a suitable person who could make hair ties. After searching for a long time, he found the most suitable person was from a village in Yun Province.

Although I don’t know how good the people here are at sewing, hair ties don’t require very strong sewing skills. As long as you can sew clothes, you can sew hair ties. I think everyone in the village should know how to sew hair ties to some extent.

The key point is that there will be no outsiders coming to the village, and the villagers can take the hairband sewing business back home without her providing extra accommodation.

She did it as soon as she thought of it. She took a hair tie made by her sister from Zheng Man, took the hair tie and a bag of specially selected scraps of cloth, and a bag of thread of the same color as the hair tie, and wrote a note. She put them in the shed where the villagers usually stored their things, waiting for the villagers to come up and take them.

It was early in the morning again. When a villager came up to collect the money for coffee beans, he saw a large extra bag of stuff. He immediately carried the bag down the mountain and went to the village chief's house as if he knew the way.

The villagers who saw this scene immediately followed and soon arrived at the village chief's house.

So when the village chief came out, he saw the villagers waiting eagerly outside the door.

"What are you doing? Are you in such a hurry to share the money?"

"There's no rush to share the money, but there is a rush to share the things. Did you bring something good again?"

Following the direction pointed by the villagers, the village chief saw the bag, took out the note from the bag, and carefully read the contents written on it. After reading it, he did not read it directly, but handed the note to the villagers, asking them to take a look at it first and recognize the words on it.

As the note was passed around, it fell into the hands of a little girl.

"Wenniu, do you recognize the words above?"

"I know him." The little girl responded crisply, raised her head and looked at the people around her. Under everyone's gaze, she read the words on the note word by word.

After all the words were read out, people around burst into exclamations.

"Can you make money by sewing?"

"I got two cents for sewing one. What is that? What is a scrunchie?"

"It should be used to tie hair. Look at what's in the bag... Oh, the color of this scrap of fabric is so beautiful. It... can't even be used to mend clothes."

"Ahem," the village chief coughed twice and looked at the person who was speaking. "They gave us the things because they trusted us. What are you talking about? After the hairbands are made from the material, they have to be returned. They are not for you."

"That's right. They've already given me money, so why would I be greedy for materials?"

"I'm not very good at sewing..."

The village chief looked at the bag of scraps of fabric and said, "Well, everyone go to work now, and we'll gather for a meeting in the evening. With so much fabric, not everyone can do it. We have to choose people. Also, you have to choose whether to sew hair bands or continue picking coffee cherries. Not only coffee cherries, but also tea leaves and coffee cherries next year. Both of these things take time, so you can only do one."

Having said this, the village chief glanced at everyone's expressions, waved his hand, and asked the villagers to leave.

The village is neither big nor small, so such news cannot be kept secret and will spread quickly throughout the village.

When the villagers heard about the new job, their first reaction was joy. Their second reaction was that they would be disappointed if they delayed picking coffee cherries and even more disappointed if they delayed picking tea leaves.

Many people thought this way, and by the time the meeting started in the evening, many had already made up their minds.

When the formal meeting began, the village chief started by comparing the income from sewing hairbands and picking coffee berries and tea leaves, which made many wavering people make up their minds. So when it came to the final vote, most people who were physically able gave up their right to vote.

Only a few "old, weak, women and children" from the village were left. After excluding those who were not very good at sewing, there were only six people left.

There were five women and one man. Two of the women were over 60 years old, two had just given birth, one was frail and sickly, and the man had a broken leg. Because of his broken leg, he had to take care of everything inside and outside the house, naturally including sewing clothes for the whole family. This is how he developed a good skill in sewing clothes.

Six people were selected. The villagers knew the situation of their craftsmanship and no one objected, so it was passed unanimously.

The village chief was very satisfied with this scene: "Since the people have been selected, let's make it like this for now. In the next few days, you will come here every day to sew hair bands. When you are proficient, you can take the scraps of fabric back home to sew. But I have to make it clear in advance that you are not allowed to hide the scraps of fabric. All the fabric must be returned. Do you understand?"

"These scraps of fabric are so bright in color, it's not easy to mend clothes with them." Someone in the crowd spoke up.

The village chief looked over and the other party immediately shut up.

"Does anyone else have any questions? If not, go back. The six selected people will come here early tomorrow morning." The village chief said as he stepped out of the crowd. He bumped into someone and turned around to see Wen Niu sobbing softly.

Wenniu's mother was also crying, and the village chief subconsciously comforted her: "Why are you crying? Isn't this a good thing?"

Among the six people chosen was Wenniu's mother. She was in poor health and had no one else in her family. She was able to survive because of the care of the villagers.

It's not just Wenniu and her daughter. Xiaomei wouldn't be alive today if the villagers hadn't taken care of her.

Apart from anything else, there are really no bad people in the village. Most of them are kind-hearted. The few who are not particularly kind will not harm others.

"Auntie...wuwuwu..." Wenniu hugged the village chief's thighs.

"Don't cry, don't cry," the village chief bent down, hugged Wenniu in his arms and comforted her, "Your aunt didn't help you this time. It's your mother who is amazing. She has the ability. Your mother can support you in the future."

“Woo woo woo…”

"I never expected this," Wen Niuniang wiped her eyes. "I never thought there would be such an opportunity."

"He is kind-hearted," the village chief saw Wenniu crying and held her up, "You should seize this opportunity. It seems that he wants to cooperate with us for a long time. As long as we can make money, you and your daughter will have a good life."

"I will, I will do my best and take good care of Wenniu," Wenniu's mother looked at her daughter and reached out to hug her, "Let me do it, Wenniu is old enough and will tire your aunt out."

"It's okay, I can hold you."

"I can walk by myself," Wenniu wiped her eyes, slid down from the village chief's arms, and held her mother's hand, "I can walk by myself, I'm already a big kid."

As soon as these words were spoken, the village chief and Wen Niuniang both laughed.

On the other side, several families were carrying the man with a broken leg back home.

He was very happy while carrying it: "That's good. You can work and earn money. Your wife can be more relaxed in the future."

"Yes, yes, she has been busy these years and has worked really hard. You should share the burden with her."

"Yes, yes," the man said with a happy smile, "I never thought my skill could be so useful."

"That's also the result of your hard work. If you hadn't given up, taken care of the household affairs, made and mended clothes for your wife and children, kept the house clean, and even took apart and mended the bedding from time to time, how could you have such a good skill?"

"I was just bored at home, so I found something to do. I can't do anything else, but at least I can take good care of the house so that they can be in a good mood when they come home. They say hard work pays off, and it really does."

"Yes, this is what you have worked hard for."

The news of sewing hairbands circulated around the village again and again. After it was decided, those who were not selected did not pay too much attention to it and continued to focus on picking coffee cherries.

The village chief has done the math for them. Under the current circumstances, they can still make more money picking coffee berries. Plus, they still have to do farm work. If they really spend all their time sewing hairbands and neglect their farm work, that would be a big problem.

Besides, the situation of the families selected is not very good. They don’t have many work points on a normal basis. If we earn money now, we may have to spend money to buy food from them. With this calculation, it is better to do current things.

The next morning, the six selected people arrived at the main hall of the village chief's house one after another.

The village chief took a long break and watched them sew the hairbands.

Be meticulous, serious, and do a good job. Don't ignore the details in order to make money quickly.

"You should think about it. The reason why they came to us is because it was convenient. Because they wanted to collect coffee beans, they handed this task to us. But this task is not difficult. If they can come to us, they can also come to others. So what we have to do is to do this task as well as possible so that they can trust us to continue to do it in the future. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"We will definitely sew seriously and do our job well and beautifully!"

"Don't worry, Village Chief. We will never let you down."

"That's right, work hard, and everything you earn will be yours. If you don't do your job well now, you may suffer losses of hundreds of dollars." The village chief walked around among the people seriously, speaking with a stern face, which made the people who were sewing hair bands look more and more serious.

The words "several hundred yuan" flashed through everyone's mind.

As long as they thought about the loss of hundreds of dollars if they did not do things seriously, they became extremely careful.

Tang Yuan didn’t know what happened among the villagers, but that evening, she saw a small bag of hair bands delivered to her. Each one had thread collected and the sewing quality was also very high.

She immediately put the scraps of fabric that she had just picked out for making hair ties into the shed and placed the money at the bottom of the bag of scraps.

There are many materials suitable for making hair ties. It can be said that except for white shirting and cotton fabrics, all other fabrics in her hands are suitable for making hair ties, even denim.

However, because hair bands can be large or small, even small long strips can be made into hair bands, so she deliberately kept the larger scraps of fabric to make wallets, and only the smaller ones were selected.

After getting the goods, she handed a small bag of hair bands to Zheng Man early the next morning, priced at 80 cents each. As for how much Zheng Man sold them for, it was up to her to decide.

For Tang Yuan, she made a lot of money from this business.

A hair band that costs two cents is sold for eighty cents, and the price difference is still as high as forty times.