It was still a familiar scene. An Jingzhi was responsible for taking out the account book and checking it, and the former scorer, Uncle Lin, was responsible for counting the money.
The piles of money were piled next to the table, which made the villagers blush. Uncle Lin was old, and he had only seen so much money twice in his life, and the last time was because of An Jingzhi.
"The young are indeed formidable. The villagers are blessed."
An Jingzhi said to his aunt who was still calculating how much money she would get with her daughter-in-law, "Aunt Quan, your family made the most. The five of us made a total of 25 pairs of pants, which comes to 125 yuan!"
When Aunt Quan heard An Jingzhi calling her, she stopped and listened carefully. Upon hearing this, she immediately brought her daughters-in-law forward to receive the money. "Wow! There really is so much! Jingzhi, are you really giving it to your aunt?"
Aunt Quan was a little bit unbelievable when she received the money. It was one hundred and twenty-five, and they, the women, earned one hundred and twenty-five in just half a month!
Aunt Quan has never earned so much money in her life except for making a few cents from selling eggs!
The four daughters-in-law around Aunt Quan also surrounded their mother-in-law with excitement. This was the money they earned themselves!
An Jingzhi smiled when he heard this, "Auntie, of course I'll give it all to you. We agreed on five yuan for a pair of handmade jeans, so that price can't change! Otherwise, how will the people in our village look at me?"
Aunt Quan was very happy when she heard this. "Oh, oh, good, Jingzhi is really capable. We aunts are counting on you."
"Sister Quan, please come down as soon as you get the money. We are waiting for you later!"
A loud voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Aunt Quan's desire to chat.
After Aunt Quan came to her senses, she apologized to everyone and pulled her daughter-in-law to stand in a corner.
"Aunt Zhang's, 25 yuan."
"Sixth Aunt's, 30 yuan."
"An's, 40 yuan, grandma, this is ours."
Grandma An went up to get the money with a happy look on her face and came back without delaying the people who hadn't received their money yet.
Their family mainly spent too much time helping An Jingzhi check the quality of the pants, and An Jingzhi would privately subsidize them with this money.
This time, An Jingzhi distributed the money according to the order in which the people registered when the pants were delivered.
After about another hour, everyone's money was finally settled.
An Jingzhi took out a large banknote and said, "Uncle Lin, this is ten dollars. Thank you for your help."
Uncle Lin kept refusing, "How can I accept this? Isn't it just a favor to help count the money? Your uncle Lin has never seen so much money here. It's all thanks to you, kid."
An Jingzhi disapproved, "How can I not want the money? Without your help, Uncle Lin, I don't know when I'll be able to distribute the money. It's not enough to waste everyone's time, but if I make a mistake in counting and let the villagers suffer, then I'll really be in trouble.
Besides, I won't be leaving this business anytime soon, and I'll need you again in the future. If you don't accept it, how can I ever come back to you again?"
Uncle Lin was delighted by An Jingzhi's words, and he stopped refusing and happily took the money.
An Jingzhi looked at everyone and found Village Chief Fang, "Uncle Fang, I made a lot of money on this trip. I am grateful to everyone for what I have today. I want to use some of the money to send some food to the elderly in the village. For those over 60 years old, I will give them 10 kilograms of rice, a bucket of oil, and 5 kilograms of noodles. For those whose families are in financial difficulty, I will give them an extra 10 kilograms of rice.
I didn’t make much money last time, but I made some this time, and I want to do something for the elderly in our village.
I want you to help me with the arrangements, and you can come back to me to find out the exact amount of money spent."
Village Chief Fang looked at An Jingzhi, who looked so sincere, and didn't know how to express his gratitude. His face was complicated. "Jingzhi. On behalf of everyone in our village, thank you!"
As he said this, he wanted to bow to An Jingzhi.
An Jingzhi was frightened before he could bend his waist halfway and quickly helped him up.
"Uncle, aren't you shortening my life? I don't deserve this."
The actions between the two startled the others, who all asked them what had happened.
After being helped up, Village Chief Fang did not continue to embarrass An Jingzhi, but looked at the whole village, young and old.
Tears glistened in his eyes. "Do you know what Jingzhi told me just now? He said that anyone in our village over 60 years old can get 10 kilograms of rice, a barrel of oil and 5 kilograms of noodles from him.
Those whose families are particularly poor can receive an additional ten kilograms of rice.
You said I wanted to thank Jing Zhi on behalf of the whole village and bow to him, what's wrong!?"
He couldn't help but tell the villagers that the fabric that An Jingzhi gave to everyone to make pants was actually all bought on credit from other factories.
He owed money himself but helped everyone become rich.
The villagers were deeply moved upon hearing this, and some women couldn't help crying.
"Jingzhi, the aunts thank you!"
An Jingzhi quickly interrupted Village Chief Fang's exaggerated voice. If he continued, everyone in the village would have to erect a longevity tablet for him!
"Our village is a large collective. I have known since I was a child that no matter what happens in my family, everyone will come to help. No matter what happens in other families, our family will not stand idly by.
Now that Jingzhi has some ability, he also wants to do something for everyone. But this is also the result of everyone's own labor, so there is no need to be too grateful. You make money, and I make money too! "
Lin Hui's father, with a shining head, quickly took over the conversation, "Jingzhi, uncle has nothing to say. Uncle has no ability and can't help you. My little Linzi will follow you from now on! Beat him up if you want!"
Hearing that Lin Hui's father wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to let his son and An Jingzhi, someone got anxious, "Old Lin, you are really dishonest! Jingzhi, this brat of ours can also follow you and be beaten and scolded! If he doesn't listen, go find uncle and I will beat him to death!"
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After the meeting, the village chief took the young men in the village to the county to buy rice, flour, grain and oil.
After An Jingzhi got the money reimbursed, he was asked to deliver it door to door to the elderly over 60 years old.
In fact, almost every family in the village has an elderly person over 60 years old, so this can be considered a subsidy for their entire family.
After delivering to the first few families, the villagers were so enthusiastic that An Jingzhi couldn't stand it and didn't follow.
Grandpa Sun and Grandma Wang are both poor families in the village, but his family only has him and a granddaughter, so it is even poorer than Grandma Wang's family.
Fortunately, Sun Xiaoya is already ten years old and has learned to make jeans from the aunts in the village, but she is young and not good at sewing.
Grandma An took pity on her and asked her to help tailor the pants and paid her wages.
Now she also got five dollars, and was thinking about how to use the five dollars with her grandfather at home when Village Chief Fang brought people in.
"Uncle Sun, is anyone home?"
"Someone, someone."
When Grandpa Sun walked to the door holding his granddaughter's hand, he saw Village Chief Fang carrying large and small bags and a group of young men pushing carts behind him.
"This is what our Jingzhi gave to the elderly in the village."
Village chief Fang directed his two sons behind him to put down the rice, flour and oil. His family was a poor family and they received 20 kilograms of rice.
Old Master Sun was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and his hand holding Village Chief Fang was shaking.
"Fang Wazi! Thank Jingzhi for me."
Village Chief Fang quickly comforted him, "Yes, yes, Uncle Sun, you are so old, don't get too excited."
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