In the afternoon of the next day, almost all the women in the village came to the courtyard of the brigade, and Liang Qingshan had already poured out the warmest room according to Feng Hua's explanation, and found a few people who could write and count to record.

Fang Jian and Fang Qiang are also among them. Fang Jian sat behind the table with a smile on his face, looking at the chattering crowd in front of him, very satisfied. He is also a useful person, and he can help do something useful, instead of not being able to pick up his hands and waiting for death every day.

Fang Qiang couldn't sit still, he wasn't very good at math, he liked to make mistakes when he was in a hurry, and he was afraid of taking responsibility. He was only 13 years old after the New Year, and he grew up playing, and he didn't go through anything, so it's good to know that he has a lot of responsibility for miscalculations.

"Then you go and measure the cloth in the back." Fang Jian said. According to her requirements, the cloth Feng Hua brought was all defective products, relatively scattered, one by one, one by one, one by one, the size and length were different, and the size should be measured and recorded before distribution, and what specifications should be made.

"Okay!" This job is simple, he is capable, and Fang Qiang passed happily.

The people also saw the cloth like a hill, and they were overjoyed, so that at least the family could get a share of the work, and they could get a lot, not one or two points, but two pieces of one.

It doesn't matter if she shares the work with the whole village, Feng Hua is in great demand, anyway, she was afraid of trouble, so she only let the Fang family do it, but now she finds that it is more troublesome not to let others do it, so let's do it.

Make more cloth bags, the space warehouse can be more tidy, her flour also has a place to be stored, her dried fruits, snacks, her seeds, her various fruits, her eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, no need to pile them on the ground to force her to have obsessive-compulsive disorder.....

The next few tons of cloth are completely insufficient, and she plans to let Zhao Yong collect cloth for her for a long time, and this work can be done by the villagers for a long time.

Cloth bags were to be used until the end of the 80s, and for more than 20 years before that, plastic bags were rare, and she really didn't like it, she was an environmental expert~

Feng Hua swept around the crowd and didn't find Old Lady Feng, which made her very satisfied. However, when he found Mrs. Ma, Feng Hua's eyes narrowed.

Old Mrs. Ma lowered her head, shrunk her shoulders, and held a big bag in her hand, crowded in the crowd, and she didn't want to see Feng Hua. There is really no way to do it, the family's money to buy fish will be spent, and if you don't have some money, you can't afford salty salt.

The crowd didn't like Mrs. Ma, so they automatically stayed away from her. They knew that Feng Hua didn't like Mrs. Feng, and they also knew that Feng Hua didn't like Mrs. Ma, and they didn't like people that Feng Hua didn't like.

What's more, these two old ladies are already very annoying, and they are not popular.

"First-class, 100 portions." Liang Qingshan's daughter-in-law, Wu Shuanghua, sat at the table and said loudly.

She is the inspector today, looking at each woman's craft and then assigning them tasks. Such a glorious job was given to her, but she was so happy, she moved very quickly, and spoke very crisply.

Today's pockets are temporarily divided into 5 sizes, and 100 copies means 20 copies of each.

"Second class, 60 copies." Wu Shuanghua said again.

A woman regretfully walked to the back and went to get her fabric, which was 4 cents less! However, his craftsmanship is not as good as others, and there are no complaints if he has less points.

"Fourth class.... 10 servings! After Wu Shuanghua finished speaking, he raised his head to see who this person was, it was the first time I saw the 4th class in the village, the 3rd class was already unable to walk in a straight line, and the 4th class was directly at the level of seven or eight-year-old beginners.

As a result, when I looked up, I found that the person in front of me was Mrs. Ma, which is understandable, Mrs. Ma's eyes are not very good, and needlework is not good. Because she has fewer opportunities to practice, it also affects her level of performance.

Other people's families have more than ten or twenty people, and women have to make shoes, clothes, and socks all year round, so she estimates that she will make a few pairs of shoes, and she doesn't have to do it once in other years, and the craftsmanship is wasted.

"How about 10 servings? 1 cent? Funny me? Mrs. Ma didn't do it anymore, and shouted loudly, that is, if she encountered something related to this little goblin, she would have to be unlucky!

"You're going all over the place, and you've got to leak! Giving you 10 copies is to take care of you, if you want me to say, you can rest and wait for your eldest grandson, don't come here to join in the fun. Wu Shuanghua said.

Mrs. Ma ignored it, but she was not convinced, and sat on the ground with her ass: "Oh, my son~~ Open your eyes and take a look!" Your mother and your son are going to be bullied to death~~"

Mrs. Ma's surroundings were empty in an instant, and everyone poured out of the venue to watch the excitement.

"You old lady, you just don't be reasonable!" Wu Shuanghua was angry, and she was about to reason with her when she stood up, but Feng Hua pulled her: "You can't talk about her." ”

Wu Shuanghua was stunned, it was really like this, Mrs. Ma was not reasonable at all, she scolded people when she was in a hurry, and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Since it's inconvenient today, the task has been sent here, and the others have to wait for the next time. If this 'inconvenience' occurs again next time, then next time. Feng Hua swept around the crowd of onlookers and said calmly.

Wu Shuanghua's heart trembled, this trick is really ruthless...... She looked at Feng Hua seriously again, and this time she saw not only her picturesque face, but also her ice-like eyes.

The old man was right, her grandchildren were not worthy of the .....

Fang Jian also heard Feng Hua's words, closed the account book, and beckoned the people working behind him to pack up the fabrics together and prepare to call it a day.

Wu Shuanghua reacted, and also said loudly to the people outside: "That's it for today, let's get the people who don't live next time." ”

Old lady Ma cried.

"How did you get here? There are still so many cloths that have not been sent! Someone shouted.

"I've been standing in line for a long time, why did I stop here?"

"It's not that it's stopping at you, it's stopping at Aunt Ma." Wu Shuanghua looked at the old lady Ma on the ground and said, "This is crying and howling, affecting our work, and this is here today." Talk about it next time, and if this happens next time, then next time! ”

"Hum~", the crowd exploded, and the eyes cast at Mrs. Ma were extremely unkind, they were no longer idlers watching from the sidelines, but victims of vital interests, and the infringement was not scolded by Mrs. Ma, but money! That's the lifeline!

More than half of the people in the village gathered in the courtyard, and everyone looked at Mrs. Ma with knives in their eyes, so many thoughts gathered together, Mrs. Ma naturally knew that she was afraid, she had forgotten to cry, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound.

She used to play tricks, she played with one person and two people, this is the first time she has committed the anger of hundreds of people, and the power is different.

"Go away! Get out of here! Someone shouted. If he wasn't a martyr on the ground, he would have to shout out and even go up and do it.

The women of the family lined up to take the job, and the men who were okay gathered on the side to watch the excitement, and a few young and impulsive people really wanted to do something to Mrs. Ma, if it weren't for the people next to her, Mrs. Ma would have to hang today.