Yesterday, Rutang earned more than 60 yuan, and Hao Mei dreamed that her daughter was pulled by the village to hold a commendation meeting, with a big red flower on her body, and a sign of "10,000 yuan households" in her hand, which was extremely glorious!

As a result, she only earned more than 30 yuan today, Hao Mei's eyes were dark, and her dream was shattered.

Although more than 30 is not a lot, but for those who have eaten meat, you will give her green vegetables again, and her heart will be bitter.

"Yesterday there was chili sauce, today there is none, and it was sold for a few bucks less."

"It should be more than fifty, why is there thirty left all of a sudden, is the business not good, everyone has eaten enough?" Hao Mei was worried that her daughter's income would plummet, and she would make trouble for her daughter by spending a lot of money in the city, so she thought that she would go back to farming.

It's better to be angry with the old Chen family than to make trouble for your daughter.

Rutang grinned and hugged her arm.

"Mother, I didn't make any less money, although the cash was only more than thirty, but we also received more than thirty canned food, and the canned food let Brother Yaoyang pull back, we won't lose anything."

Yu Yaoyang brought back more than 30 canned food when he went back, and he sent Rutang to the door of the house and went back, so Hao Mei didn't see the canned food.

"More than thirty cans? What's going on? ”

"Yesterday we changed the cans, and many people used cans to change."

"Ah...... With bitter hatred.

If you change a bottle of canned food to your own home, you can keep it for when you are sick, so many at once, when do you have to eat it?

"That canned food was taken back by Brother Yaoyang and sold, so he didn't keep it for himself." Rutang saw that she cared so much about this, so he explained it to her.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Rutang told her about it.

Last time she and Yu Yaoyang went to her grandmother's house to buy gifts, the supply and marketing cooperatives did not have canned food.

Yu Yaoyang asked casually, saying that the supply cycle of the canning factory was too long, and the township supply and marketing cooperatives could not look down on it, so it could only be delivered once for a long time.

But this will catch up with the change of seasons, the temperature is high and low, many children have colds, and the demand for canned food is relatively large.

As one of the few coastal cities in the north, D City has many similarities with other northern cities in terms of customs, such as eating canned food when you are sick, and firmly believes that canned yellow peaches will bless every northern child.

The supply and marketing cooperatives can't buy it, so they have to ask someone to bring it from the city, and Yu Yaoyang and Rutang saw this opportunity, so they promised the cannery workers to exchange canned food for beer.

"Ah, I see, how much do you sell it for?" Hao Mei was relieved when she heard that she didn't smash her own hands.

"We calculated, we charge less than one and a half cents for canned food, and sell it to the villagers at five cents per can, which is five cents cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperatives, so that we can make money, and the villagers will not lose."

Hao Mei didn't understand a little, and pondered there with her fingers, the canning factory used canned food to pay wages for workers, one is five cents, and her son-in-law sells out, which is also five cents, isn't this just not profitable?

Rutang smiled and shook her head, her mother's arithmetic level, she still don't do business.

"Gee, I kind of figured it out." Hao Mei patted her head, "The workers come to us at a price of about five cents to exchange for seafood, but the cost of our seafood and beer is low, and one can earn more than three cents, and Yangzi can earn ten yuan this time, right?" ”

Rutang gave her a thumbs up, ouch yes.

Hao Mei was overjoyed, but after a while, she couldn't figure it out.

"Canned food is in short supply in our village, why is the efficiency of the canning factory so poor? Can't pay workers' wages? ”

It shouldn't be.

"This is related to the manager, the canning factory should be a break in the raw materials, the supply of raw materials is insufficient, the output value cannot go up, several production lines are idle, wages cannot be paid, and can only use canned food to pay off debts."

"Why don't you pull the canned food to the countryside, how good it is to buy it and pay everyone a salary, and when it comes to raw materials, don't we produce yellow peaches in the village next door, yellow peaches rotted in the orchard last year and no one harvested them, how can they mix them without raw materials?"

Hao Mei is another question mark.

Rutang shrugged.

"It sounds simple, sell what you need to people who need it, but in the past two years, the policy has been repeated, and the timid factory director doesn't dare to do this at all, and they receive dead wages on the left and right, and they take so much money for what they do well and badly, who is willing to risk being punished for the welfare of workers?"

In the past, it was a planned economy, and there were a number of things produced, how much they were sold, and to whom they were sold.

In recent years, the policy has been gradually relaxed, but not all factory managers have the courage to do this, and would rather the peaches rot in the ground, and the factory cannot produce anything, rather than lose their iron rice bowl.

"Hey, it's evil......" Hao Mei sighed, her daughter's analysis was too right.

Rutang smiled and didn't say anything, set up a stove in the yard, boiled some water, and prepared to wipe her mother's body.

It's hot, it's easy to sweat, both of them are people who love cleanliness, they can't sleep without wiping, and her mother is now incapacitated, so she has to wait for her.

Rutang thought about finishing it quickly, and she would have to go to the tailor's shop to get the clothes later.

The fabric was the gray one she had picked before, and she handed it to the tailor, added some money, shortened the construction period, and wore it just to get a certificate tomorrow.

The kettle at home is too small, and it takes several times to use this boiling water, so Rutang went to the main house to find Li Hua and wanted to borrow a bigger one.

knocked on the door twice, but there was no movement inside, Rutang thought that Li Hua was not at home, and turned around and was about to leave, when Li Hua's husband Lao Zhang walked out from inside.

"Who-yo, it's Sister Rutang." The impatience on Lao Zhang's face turned into surprise after seeing Rutang, and a pair of eyes took advantage of the situation to see Rutang from above.

This kind of gaze full of male gaze is very greasy, if Rutang is just a little girl, she probably won't be able to understand the malice inside, but after all, she is a mature rich woman in her mental age, and she has already trained a pair of fiery eyes.

As soon as the sight of this excessive oil content came out, Rutang noticed it.

"Is my sister-in-law at home?" Rutang asked.

"She's out, will you come in and sit down?" Lao Zhang let go of half of his body, but his eyes fell on Rutang's bulging chest.

Rutang is wearing a plain red plaid short-sleeved style today, a very common style, and many girls on the street are wearing it.

Rutang is tall, although she is thin, but her breasts are not small, and ordinary styles have a different effect on her, which can be called a hanger for action.

"No, I'll talk about it when my sister-in-law comes back." Rutang turned around quietly, with alienation in politeness.

She didn't look back, but she could feel two greasy glances on her back, the salty and wet gaze, like the damp and sticky feeling in the air before the heavy rain, until she entered the house, the disgusting feeling disappeared.

Rutang leaned on the door panel and breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to get along with Lao Zhang for a second longer, she really didn't understand, how could such a good person as her sister-in-law marry such a greasy man?