allonlinenovel Chapter 179 Fighting for a Job
Chapter 179 Fighting for a Job
Everyone looked at the wooden branches at the door and were a little undecided.
"Qingqing, look...where is Qingqing?" Wu Shan turned back nervously, wanting to hear Gu Qingqing's opinion.
But when he turned around, there was no sign of Gu Qingqing behind him. All the villagers were looking into the cave with expectant looks on their faces.
Seeing the village chief looking for someone, the villagers began to look around.
"Hey, where's Qingqing? Where did Qingqing go?"
"I don't know. He was next to me just now."
"Qingqing!" Wen Wuyan was so busy trying to help that he failed and ended up separating from Gu Qingqing.
Now I will shout too.
Suddenly a voice came from behind the crowd, "I'm here, I'm here."
The crowd turned around and saw her standing at the very outside. Then a gap was made in the crowd and Gu Qingqing came back in.
Gu Qingqing took a closer look at the things in the kiln and immediately said with a smile, "Village Chief, it's normal that the outside part is not burnt through. Pick it out and burn it next time. The inside has already formed white frost. Our charcoal is ready."
Beep!
Immediately afterwards, the crowd was in an uproar.
It was hot in the kiln, and the men took turns using tools to pick out the charcoal on the side.
As for those who are further inside, they can only go in and one person will carry them to the kiln entrance with a dustpan, and there will be someone outside to meet them.
"Old Cow, is it hot inside?"
"Hey, it's not hot. It's much warmer than the kang."
"Come out, let me go in and pick it up."
"Hey, don't come in. I took off my cotton coat before coming in. It's so dirty here."
"Okay, then be quick."
Some people were cleaning the kilns, some were transporting the waste, and other villagers were responsible for sorting the waste into piles according to upper, middle and lower grades.
Three kilns were producing charcoal at the same time. Everyone was looking at the black charcoal and laughing happily without knowing how cold it was as the snow was falling all over the mountains.
"Village chief, how many pounds of charcoal does this take?"
"Tsk, I can't really say."
Gu Qingqing and Wen Wuyan did not work because they were "masters", and at this time they stood with Wu Shan.
Wen Wuyan saw everyone looking at him, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't ask me, I can't say for sure. Aren't we going to the town to buy it today? I'll go with you and be responsible for recording how many kilograms there are. In the future, everyone will have a rough idea in their hearts."
"Well, let Wu Mu go with you. He can read, too. You won't be able to go to the town with him every time in the future. You'll always need one or two literate people to follow you." Wu Shan said.
"Village chief, if you ask me, we should pack the baskets now. Even though our shoulders are not as accurate as those weighed on a scale, we can estimate the number." said Old Man Wang.
Wu Shan glared when he heard it, "How can that be..." The village chief was halfway through his words, and his anger to curse immediately disappeared. Instead, he smiled and said, "Your method can give us a rough estimate. Let the charcoal cool down, and then we can frame it."
After Wu Shan finished speaking, he looked at the idle people around him, found a high ground, and waved his hand to call people over.
"As you can see, our charcoal has been burned, and we don't need so many people here. So, who wants to go to town to sell charcoal?"
"Uncle Wu, I'll go." Wen Wuyan was the first to speak.
"I'll go too. I'll go too." Niu Yuzhu jumped out.
"I want to go too." Niu Dajun raised his arms.
"I'll go too, I'll go too."
"And I."
Wu Shan saw that almost everyone was clamoring to go, so he immediately put down his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.
"We can't all go. We don't need so many people. The charcoal here can probably be loaded into eight or nine baskets. Eight baskets can be carried by four people. Let's go with two more people so that we can take turns on the way. The six smart ones will be responsible for carrying the loads and selling the goods. Wuyan and Damu will also go and be responsible for keeping accounts."
"Village chief, you see I can read and have kept accounts before. Can you arrange for me to keep accounts? Don't worry, village chief. I will make sure that the accounts are kept clearly and there will be no mistakes." Geng Chunhua's man Li Yu spoke gently.
When I say gentle, I mean it literally.
The non-literal meaning is weak and frail.
Li Yu is skinny and looks weak. His family has also signed up to make charcoal. If he doesn't do something, all the heavy work will fall on the child's mother.
Cut down trees, carry trees down from the mountains, saw wood, or burn kilns.
Everyone worked very hard. His mother did the most heavy work in the fields. He thought that he was good at math and he didn't want to make his mother too tired.
So, he stood up at this time.
Before Wu Shan could say anything, Geng Chunhua refused to do it.
"Everything is arranged by the village chief. How can you do whatever you want? Stop talking." Geng Chunhua walked up to him, pulled his hand and said.
Li Yu's smile was softer than that of the other men in the village. "Chunhua, I know a few words and I've worked as an accountant before. I just want to help."
"Everyone wants to contribute, but we have to follow the arrangements of the village chief."
It seemed like this was the first time Wu Shan heard that Li Yu could keep accounts, and he asked in disbelief, "You really can do it?"
Li Yu nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes. Let me go with you today. I will come back and calculate how many kilograms of charcoal were sold and how much money was earned."
As far as Gu Qingqing knew, there was no accountant in their village because there was no need for one.
In the past, the only property in the village was the fields, so these things didn’t need to be counted.
Gu Qingqing looked at Geng Chunhua and then at Li Yu. She wanted to help them. After thinking for a while, she said, "Village chief, why don't you let him try? Charcoal is not just sold. It's best to record how many varieties are sold each time, how many of each variety, how much money is earned, and how much everyone can share. It's best to record these every time. Announce them at the end of the year so that everyone will have an idea. Like I just said, do you understand what I mean, Brother Li?"
"Yeah, I can try to make it."
Wu Shan thought for a moment and said, "Then give it a try, but if you can't do it well, you'll have to do the hard labor!"
Li Yu saw that he had a chance, and hurried to look at the mother of the child beside him. His eyes were shining as if to say, "I can definitely do it well."
Wu Shan looked at the villagers again and asked, "Can you keep accounts later?"
Everyone was shaking their heads. What a joke! Many of them only knew their own names, or a few more characters.
But they don't want to do the troublesome work of keeping accounts. If they are asked to write, they would rather go up the mountain and chop more firewood.
"In that case, let the men from the Geng family do it first." Wu Shan made the final decision on this matter.
Soon, the people who would carry the load for the first time were decided: Niu Yuzhu, Niu Dajun, Niu Song, Wang Jie, Wu Mu, and Zhao Dong.
Wen Wuyan and Li Yu are responsible for keeping accounts.
After the name of Shangzhen was decided, Wu Shan sent them back to have dinner before going to the town.
When Gu Qingqing returned home, Daxin had already cooked brown rice porridge and was steaming buns on the sieve.
Gu Qingqing asked Wen Wuyan to eat first. She went back to the house and took out four hundred copper coins and put them in the vegetable basket for him to buy meat.