The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

The two workshops received too many orders and the goods were in short supply.

Driven by the main products of the Baixiang series, the sales of the workshop's other teas, wines, and even wild delicacies and dried goods have all reached a high level.

All in all, not enough to sell.

Expanding the workshop, recruiting workers and increasing production are the top priorities.

Before the end of the year, the two workshops posted recruitment notices.

The grand scene of the first recruitment was reproduced, even more lively than that time.

People from all over the place flocked to the scene.

Because many families already have someone working in the workshop, they took advantage and signed up first.

In addition to the locals of Wutong Town, there were also people from other places who came here after hearing the news.

During the days of recruiting, the recruitment office was always packed with people.

At noon, when the workers had some free time, they came over to watch the recruitment scene. They were proud and boastful, with expressions showing the superiority of being experienced.

"Our Huimin Workshop is as good as other workshops in other places. So many people are rushing to grab workstations. They are all like crazy. This is not common in other workshops, right?"

"Don't say that it's rare to fight for work positions. Just look at the treatment and benefits. Can you find a workshop that offers the same benefits as ours?"

"That's right. The lowest monthly salary is 800 copper coins, and the highest can bring home more than one tael a month. The working hours are reasonable every day. Those who live nearby can come in the morning and go home in the evening. They can also take an hour break at noon. It's as comfortable as it can be."

"When I take a break, I sit in the canteen with my coworkers, order two dishes, and show the teapot I brought from home. Hey, hey! I feel as happy as a god!"

"Thinking back to the past, we were one in ten. It was only after entering the workshop that we realized how good it was. Who wouldn't want a good job? We had to fight for it!"

"The New Year is coming soon, I wonder what benefits this year will have, hehehe..."

As the weather gets colder, the private school starts its annual holiday.

Baixiang hangs out with his friends every day, and of course he can't miss such fun.

A group of children wearing cotton-padded jackets and carrying small fire pots squatted opposite the recruitment office, not feeling the cold at all.

Wang Xiaoniu sniffed his nose, eyes full of envy, "If only I could grow up to be thirteen soon, I could go to work in a workshop, and I would definitely be able to earn one tael of silver a month, one tael!"

"Look at your lack of ambition. Do you think a tael of silver is worth your daydreaming? Don't you see who your good buddy is? I will help you make a fortune in the future!"

Jin Duobao grabbed a small branch and dug in his fire basket, picking out the peanuts half-buried in the charcoal ash and sharing them with his friends. "Don't talk about one or two taels of peanuts in the future. If I hear it, I will feel that I am incompetent and have not taken good care of you. Okay."

The children burst into laughter.

The roasted peanuts are still in their shells, the outer shells are charred black and emit an enticing aroma.

After peeling the shell, pinch the peanuts and put them in your mouth. They smell delicious.

The girl who loved eating didn't care about the heat at all. She ate in a hurry and bit the shell, which made her mouth black. "We have workshops, medicine fields, and Brother Duobao who can help us make money in Yuxi Village. What we lack is a barefoot doctor."

As she spoke, she pointed her little hand at the tip of her nose and said proudly, "Me! From now on, when you see me, call me Doctor Lin!"

"..." Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai sighed, not having the heart to tell their sister that no one in their village had been sick in the past two years.

If you want to be a doctor and treat patients, you have to open a pharmacy outside.

They are also reluctant to go to other places.

Bai Xiang had no idea that his two brothers were worried. He ate peanuts while roasting over a small fire, looking around with his dark eyes.

The surroundings are bustling, with a strong sense of market life and a friendly atmosphere.

"Eh?" Bai Xiang saw two figures and stretched his neck. "Big brother, second brother, look over there, do those two people look familiar? They look like your grandparents."

Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai looked over immediately, both frowning, then retracting their gaze as if nothing had happened, "It's them, but they are not my grandparents anymore. We are no longer related."

At the outermost edge of the crowd at the recruitment office, two skinny, hunched figures were squeezed so hard that they could not stand steadily.

It was Old Man Zhang and Old Lady Zhang who had not been seen for a long time.

He was wearing a patched old jacket. Perhaps he had lost too much weight in the past year or two, and the jacket that used to fit him well now seemed too big for him. The cold air poured in through the gaps, making him shiver.

When the two heard about the expansion of the workshop, they hesitated for a long time before finally rushing over.

Every household in Shangdong Village has someone working in the workshop. They earn a lot of money every year and can bring home tea, snacks, rice, flour and meat distributed by the workshop during the New Year holidays. The benefits are so good that it makes people jealous.

Life has improved and people are happy, and the villagers of Shangdong no longer pay much attention to the Zhang family.

Or maybe people will become more relaxed when life becomes comfortable, and when they know that the Zhang family has signed up to work, no one will stop them.

Ordinary people would never force someone to death.

Most of the people who came to sign up were young and strong, and they crowded at the front.

It took one turn after another, and the people at the back had to wait for a long time before they could finally walk to the wooden table where workers were being recruited.

"Which village and which family are you from? Tell me." Lin Erhe rubbed his frozen fingers, looked up, and was stunned when he saw the two people in front of him.

Jiang'er and Miss Xu were busy with the workshop and couldn't spare the time. He had learned a lot of characters in the past year and happened to be free, so he was drafted to serve as a soldier and helped with the registration with the manager of the Jin family.

I didn't expect to see the Zhang couple again.

The noise around died down a little, and many people turned their attention to see what was happening here.

People who came from other places didn't understand, but those who knew the Zhang family in the nearby villages all knew about the grudge between the Zhang family and the Lin family.

Unexpectedly, the two families bumped into each other again this time, and nothing happened. The Lin family was reasonable, but the Zhang family was used to making trouble.

Some people are already holding their breath and on guard, ready to support Lin Erhe at any time.

Old Man Zhang and Old Lady Zhang were also stunned. They stood there for a long time without being able to react.

It was winter in November. The wind was so cold that it made people’s hearts feel as if they were soaked in ice.

The two of them arrived early but failed to grab the registration spots in the front and were always squeezed at the back. When it was their turn, they found out that the person in charge of registration was Lin Erhe.

Old Man Zhang's hands hanging by his side trembled several times. Finally, he pulled Old Woman Zhang over, turned around and left in silence.

If the person who registered was someone else, they might have some chance to work.

But the registered person is Lin Erhe.

"You've waited so long for your turn, and you're leaving without signing up?" the man asked from behind, his voice calm, as if he was talking to a stranger.

Old man Zhang paused with his hunched back, then walked back to the wooden table. "Zhang Desheng from Shangdong Village and his wife Zhang Qianshi are signing up to work."

"What kind of job do you want to apply for? The winery and the tea workshop. Both workshops have division of labor. Those who have skills in brewing and roasting tea will be given priority."

"When I was young, I brewed wine and pounded tea. My wife can stir-fry tea. The large-leaf tea she picks from the mountains is more fragrant than other teas."

"Okay, I've registered. The recruitment list will be posted in three days. Just come and take a look then." Lin Erhe wrote down the name on the paper and said without even looking up, "Next!"

Immediately another wave of people came and pushed the registered people back.

The Zhang couple moved out a long distance, stood firm and looked back. They could no longer see the person helping with registration at the wooden table, but only the backs of excited heads.