A family of three goes through the ages, not being a saint and not helping the poor

Chapter 147 Dissatisfaction

After more than ten minutes, Meng Qiuping saw that she had taught everything she needed to teach, and everyone who didn't have clumsy hands should have learned it.

So she didn't waste any more time and directly asked Chu Mulin to distribute the matchboxes and medicine bags they brought according to the number of people.

Then she placed the paste she had just made on the edge of the platform so that everyone could use it easily.

When Chu Mulin heard Meng Qiuping's words, he said "OK" and immediately led his people to do as Meng Qiuping said.

A few minutes later, Yang Sanmei finished pasting a matchbox. She held the matchbox and said to Meng Qiuping, "Comrade Meng, please help me check if I pasted it correctly."

"Aunt, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me Qiu Ping."

"How can this be done?"

"It's OK. I am also a member of Huaishu Village, unless you don't consider me a Huaishu Villager."

"No, you are Anshan's wife, and you are from our Huaishu Village."

"Since I am from Huaishu Village, you can just call me by my name."

Seeing Meng Qiuping said this, Yang Sanmei no longer was polite to Meng Qiuping. She just called her Qiuping and asked Meng Qiuping to help her check whether the matchbox was pasted correctly.

"Aunt, there is nothing wrong with your paste. You just need to paste according to this standard from now on."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Go paste the medicine bag again. I'll help you check if it's done right later."

When Yang Sanmei heard Meng Qiuping's words, her favorable impression of her grew rapidly, but she also knew that now was not the time to greet Meng Qiuping.

So she said okay to Meng Qiuping and went to paste the medicine bags.

For the next half hour or so, Meng Qiuping kept helping everyone to look after the pasted matchboxes and medicine bags. She was not able to get away until everyone learned how to paste the matchboxes and medicine bags.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little dizzy."

"Shall I take you back to rest?"

"No, I was just disturbed. I just need to take a rest."

"Really? Don't try to be so stubborn."

"Don't worry, your mom won't joke about my own body."

Chu Yiling felt relieved after hearing Meng Qiuping's words, but in order to make Meng Qiuping more comfortable, she helped Meng Qiuping sit on the steps not far away.

"Village chief, we have all learned how to paste matchboxes and medicine bags. Isn't it time for you to tell us how much the labor fee is?"

"Yeah, yeah, we can't just do the work without knowing how much the labor costs are."

"correct."

"..."

"An Jing, let me tell you about the labor cost. Since it is very simple to paste matchboxes and medicine bags, even children can learn it, so the price is not high. It is calculated based on 10,000 sets.

That means if you make 10,000 sets of matchboxes, you can get $2.15, and if you make 10,000 medicine bags, you can get $1.80."

"What? Only a few dollars for so much paste? That's too little."

"Yes, yes, add the flour for paste, we are making matchboxes for free."

"If that's the case I might as well go home and lie down."

"correct."

"Quiet, all of you, be quiet."

Although everyone was dissatisfied after hearing Chu Mulin's words, they still kept quiet in view of the village chief's authority.

Seeing that everyone present was quiet, Chu Mulin spoke in a serious tone, "Don't complain about the low labor fee, after all, a box of matches only costs two cents.

Also, the speed of pasting matchboxes is fast. If you are diligent enough, one person can paste thousands of matchboxes a day. Do you still think the labor cost is low?"