Su Baiya instructed the men in the canteen to sell rice bowls, and the villagers were a little bright-headed, and when they saw so many outsiders gathered outside the cornucopia company, they began to sell their goods outside the company.

What kinds of baked cakes, steamed buns, dumplings, bamboo baskets, baskets, and even villagers who sell game caught from the mountains.

For a while, the outside of the cornucopia company was bustling, vaguely like a small bazaar.

The highest turnover is affordable food such as baked cakes and steamed buns, followed by bamboo baskets, baskets and other things.

The sales of roof or game meat are a bit bleak, after all, most of the people who come here are poor people, and they want to use the money wisely.

Perhaps when this season of rice is ripe and harvested, the next time people come to buy rice seeds, their purse bags will be more sufficient, and this small market will be even more popular.

Some of the villagers also saw another business opportunity.

There are thousands of people waiting in line to buy rice, and there is no guarantee that all of them will be able to buy rice in one day.

This involves the issue of staying overnight, and if you can let them stay overnight in your home, it is also a considerable income.

When the sun went down, he couldn't see his five fingers, although there were still a lot of people waiting, for the sake of safety, Su Baiya had no choice but to go to the door of the company, and told the waiting people that he would come tomorrow.

It has no impact on the people who are at the back of the line, and it won't be their turn anyway, but for the people who are about to take their turn, they are a little unwilling.

"We're coming soon, why don't we come back tomorrow."

"Aren't we going to queue up again?"

"You don't have to worry about this," Su Baiya instructed the man to bring over a stack of papers, and said, "If you come with this paper tomorrow, you can enter the company first without queuing." ”

In fact, it is ordinary paper, but Su Baiya instructed the man to dye a color with dye, and now that the pigment is scarce, it is impossible to fake it immediately.

A total of 100 tickets were distributed, which was considered a convenience for the first 100 people in the queue.

Most of the people in the back of the queue came when the ring rang, and they left one after another, knowing that it was not their turn.

At this time, the villagers gathered around.

"Big brother, do you want to stay overnight, Sanwen, and take care of breakfast."

"My family lives in a lot of places, come to my house, Sanwen."

The villagers are not stupid, and the price is unified!

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The man who distributed the rice seeds and several accounts opened from dawn in the morning, and were busy until the sun went down.

The same is true for several ladies on the other side of the kitchen, and the cost-effective rice bowl has always been in short supply.

Fortunately, some villagers brought their own food to sell, and a few ladies in the canteen were able to relieve a little pressure.

The last candle in the cornucopia company dormitory was extinguished, and everyone fell asleep.

By the time it was dawn tomorrow, another busy day awaited them.

Su Baiya lay on the bed and did not fall asleep, a little worried.

Thousands of people gathered outside the company, most of them in groups, and if there was a little fight over the verbal altercation, it was likely to turn into a group fight.

There are six towns and one hundred and eight villages in Qinghuai County, with more than 5,000 households.

This is still counted in the county government! For example, the Su family has now changed from one household to three households!

In fact, there are more than 1,000 households receiving rice seeds, less than half of the total number of households, and the people in charge of the company are already tired and exhausted.

If the rice seeds are distributed at the current pace, I am afraid that people will be exhausted to death.

Weighing rice seeds was the slowest in each link, so Su Baiya made an adjustment and divided the door of the warehouse into three with ropes, so as to provide three working surfaces to increase the speed.

Considering that the canteen has always been in short supply, he borrowed a few cauldrons from the village, built a few temporary stoves, and invited a few ladies from the village to help cook porridge.

In order to save time, the pickle canteen does not prepare them, and buys them directly from the village to reduce the amount of work.

A few days have passed, and the number of people waiting outside the cornucopia company every day has gradually decreased, and the peak period has passed.

Although there are many people receiving every day, Su Baiya has considered what may happen in all links, so there has been no problem in the past ten days.

On this day, the heavens did not act, and before noon, the fiery red sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth with the hot sun, as if it had entered the June of June that could take off a layer of skin alive.

The people waiting in line outside the company have no place to hide in the shade, even if they stand or sit on the ground without moving, they are already sweating.

This heat, people's mood is also irritable, and nothing is pleasing to the eye.

"Made, what are you doing, labor and management came to line up early in the morning, and it hasn't been their turn yet."

"You're okay, I came before dawn, there were already a lot of people lined up at the door, I was in a hurry to go halfway to make it convenient, and when I came back, I was asked to line up again, where do I go to reason!"

Suddenly, a gentle woman pulled the sturdy man beside her, and said delicately: "Brother Zhou, I feel like I'm about to faint from the heat, can you think of a way to let us get the rice back soon." ”

The man who was called Brother Zhou listened to the gentle voice, only felt that the whole person was about to be crispy, and stood on tiptoe and looked ahead, there were at least a few hundred people lined up in front of them.

"What can labor and management do, this cornucopia company really doesn't do anything, it just wants to torture us poor people."

"Brother Zhou" the delicate woman said again, "You are so powerful to think of a way." ”

Several men and girls around also echoed:

"Brother Zhou is the most powerful person in our village, there is nothing you can't do."

"Why don't Brother Zhou go to the front and talk about it? Try. ”

Brother Zhou pondered for a while, along the way he came, he seemed to vaguely hear some people who bought rice saying that they could cut the queue with what kind of red paper?

He doesn't have a red paper, but since he can cut the line, why do he have to queue up here?

"You guys wait here, I'll try it."

"Brother Zhou, we believe you will be able to do it."

"Brother Zhou, I'm waiting for you."

Ruan Er stood at the bottom of the gate, looking at the people waiting in front of him with his hands on his chest, and suddenly saw Brother Zhou walking towards him frowning: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"This big brother, can I be accommodating for my family's long journey?" Brother Zhou said politely.

"Line up in the back, we don't have such a thing as accommodation here." Ruan Er didn't have the slightest chance, and in the past few days, these people have seen a lot of people who want to cut in line.

Brother Zhou looked around and took out ten copper plates from the money bag: "Big brother, be careful, please make it convenient." ”