The village chief smiled again when he saw Su Qingyan: "Since Miss Su is here, why not meet everyone?"

Everyone turned their gaze towards Su Qingyan, and all of them looked at the birthmark on her face. Su Qingyan, on the other hand, allowed everyone to look at her openly.

"From now on, Miss Su will be in charge of all the bookkeeping and management. Later, each of you will discuss who will take on the job and come to Miss Su to sign up."

Su Qingyan sat down to write the roster. A long line had already formed in front of her. With the village chief in charge, no one dared to cause trouble.

Soon fifty-nine people came, even the village chief’s eldest son Xu Tianen came.

At this time, a woman led four young boys to Su Qingyan.

She said timidly, "Miss, my family doesn't have strong labor, but these children are able to endure hardships and work. Do you think it's okay to let the four of them take up one workstation?"

Su Qingyan did not refuse outright, but looked at the village chief.

The village chief sighed and said, "This is Widow Zhang from our village. Her husband went hunting in the mountains a few years ago and never came back. He left behind seven orphans and a widow. These four sons are too young."

The oldest of the four boys were twins, only ten years old, thin and small. The youngest two were seven and five years old respectively.

Su Qingyan frowned. Asking such young children to cultivate the land was unfair to others, not to mention how much work they could do. They were indeed pitiful, but rules were rules. Once broken, they had no meaning and the situation became uncontrollable.

Su Qingyan was about to refuse when the woman pulled the child to kneel in front of Su Qingyan. She did not complain, but repeatedly assured her son that he could endure hardships and work.

Su Qingyan was somewhat moved and stepped forward to help the woman up. The widow was obviously only in her thirties, but her temples were already gray, and she looked as old as Old Ou.

Su Qingyan suddenly noticed and asked, "Sister-in-law, your son is indeed too young. How old is your daughter?"

The woman was stunned at first, then quickly said, "My eldest daughter is fifteen years old, and my second daughter is thirteen years old."

Su Qingyan nodded and said, "We are planning to buy two cows for the reclamation. I wonder if your two daughters would be willing to help us feed the cows. Their daily work is to cut grass, feed the cows, and clean the cowshed. They will be paid 500 wen a month. Are you willing?"

The woman's hands were shaking with excitement. "Yes, yes, I'll call them over right away. They can not only feed the cows, but also clean the house. If you don't mind, you can use them as servants."

Before Su Qingyan could say anything, the woman took the four boys away.

None of the villagers objected, as they all knew how difficult it was for this widow to raise six children.

Su Qingyan discussed with the village chief and decided to divide the fifty-nine people into three teams. Nine people were selected to go to the town to buy groceries. Thirty people were to burn the wasteland and till the land. The rest were to go to the homestead to lay the foundation and wait for the masons to arrive so they could build the house.

Su Qingyan prepared to take the silver and asked the buyers to buy farm tools, jars, and cattle first. Bricks and tiles were also needed to build a new house.

While they were discussing, two more old men came up together, and everyone quickly made way.

The village chief sighed again when he saw the two. Without waiting for them to speak, he said to Su Qingyan, "This couple are pitiful people. They only gave birth to a stupid son in their lifetime. That stupid son can't carry anything on his shoulders or hands, and he only knows how to eat."

After the village chief finished speaking, the old couple also walked up to Su Qingyan. The old man said shamefacedly: "Miss, I, although I am not a strong laborer, my old man has some strength. Can you let me go too? I can pay less."

"Old Xu, if you can do the work, then I can come too." The speaker was a middle-aged man with a limp in one leg. "Girl, I only want half the wages, please let me come too!"

The village chief slammed the table and said, "Nonsense! Do you think Mr. Mu runs a charity? He takes in just about anyone?"

The lame man said dissatisfiedly: "Just now, the two girls from Widow Zhang's family were both working. I am not much stronger than them, so why can't I do it?"

"You..." The village chief was about to say that he was being unreasonable.

Su Qingyan hurriedly stopped him. She smiled and said, "We agreed that each household would have one quota. You have the right, but we can't support idlers."

The two old men and the lame man lowered their heads in disappointment. They knew that it was impossible for the other party to want them, but they just didn't give up.

"But there is another way."

Su Qingyan's words made the three people suddenly look up and look at her eagerly.

"You can auction off the quotas you have and sell them to strong laborers who are capable of doing the work. The monthly wage for each quota is 500 wen. We'll sell it to whoever offers the highest price."

"What..." Is it possible?

The village chief reacted and applauded.

Su Qingyan added, "No matter who you sell it to, you're in a business relationship. You share the same fate. If he makes a mistake, you'll be implicated as well. So it's best if you sign a contract."

The lame man said, "Oh! That's a good idea! I'm willing to sell it."

“I’m willing to sell it, too.”

The area under the locust tree became lively again.

"I'll give you a hundred coins..."

"I'll give you one hundred and fifty coins..."

"I give……"

Soon both spots were auctioned off, and the final price was 280 Wen. Everyone was happy and satisfied.

After Su Qingyan sorted out the roster, which was a total of 63 people, she said goodbye to the village chief and went back to sort out the contracts. The village chief personally led the team to the town to buy farm tools and seeds, and also hired a bricklayer to build the house.

Today, If You Are the One is also very lively.

The fox came to bring gifts again, this time two pheasants and six bamboo rats.

Mu Qingcheng was extremely happy. The pheasant's feathers were so beautiful. She would use them to make shuttlecocks!

What should she make with these two pieces of pheasant meat? She suddenly wanted to eat braised chicken with rice. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva at the thought.

So she decided to write a recipe and let Zipei follow it. But as she was writing, she realized that the dish was impossible to make.

"Oh! What a pity there are no potatoes..."

"Oh! What a pity there aren't even any green peppers..."

"Oh! What a pity there are no mushrooms..."

"Oh! What a pity there's no chicken essence, it's the seasoning of the soul..."

"Ah!" Before he could even sigh, Yun Qing beside him said, "Why don't we roast them and eat them? Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll run away for two chickens."

Ran away from home? Where could she go? Where can she eat braised chicken with rice?

Mu Qingcheng said listlessly, "Yunqing, what vegetables are available here in winter?"

Yun Qing didn't know either. He glanced at Mo Yu, a secret guard who never cared about food. He looked at Zi Jin and Zi Pei. They were locals, so they should know!

Zi Pei said, "In winter, every household only eats cabbage and radish. Some families also add tofu to the pot."

Mu Qingcheng became even more desperate. Eating radish, cabbage and tofu for the entire winter was terrifying to think about.

"Moyu, what kind of vegetables did you buy when you went to town yesterday?"

She knew this: "I bought a basket of cabbage, a basket of radishes, a basket of green onions, a plate of tofu, ten kilograms of pork, and ten kilograms of mutton. That's all."

Mu Qingcheng sighed in despair. Yun Qing held his forehead. He knew that Mu Qingcheng's hometown was rich in products. Here, people would starve to death if they ate cabbage and radishes every day.

Yun Qing was still worrying about where to get some vegetables, but Mu Qingcheng came up with a solution herself.

Sure enough, no matter how bad the environment is, you can't let your mouth suffer. The more difficult it is, the more it can stimulate unlimited potential.

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