Each household sent a representative, who came forward and received a packet of sugar. You can choose one of the three types of sugar.
Everyone has a smile on their faces holding the candy, and the village is more lively today than the New Year.
After the sugar was delivered, Song Chu looked at everyone and said, "Although there are many camellia fruits on the mountain, they are also limited. After two months of squeezing, they will be gone. So if we want to continue to open the oil press workshop, we have to squeeze others. Oil."
"So starting from tomorrow, people in the village can also use things in the oil mill to change oil or sugar and cloth. Later, I will find more factories in the county to change things, and the types will be more complete."
Someone smiled curiously and asked: "What can I trade for?"
Song Chu replied: "If you have soybeans, sunflower seeds, peanuts, corn, walnuts, sesame seeds, olives, etc., they can all be exchanged in the oil press workshop."
"If you don't have it at home, you can also go to other villages to ask. If they want, they can also get an oil press to change it."
Although there are a large number of tea oil trees on the back mountain, they are also limited. Soong Chu wanted to open oil-squeezing workshops throughout the year.
There is also a piece of rapeseed on the mountain. After the tea oil is squeezed out, you can use rapeseed to squeeze the oil, so that the old people can pick up the soybeans for the oil to exchange, and you can put a spare for the oil.
When the villagers heard that these items could be used to change the oil, many people were moved.
Now every household basically has a yard, and then a circle of sunflowers can be planted near the wall of the yard without any effort.
"Then how to change it?" someone asked.
Song Chu replied: "How to change the oil press workshop will need to be discussed here, and a specific amount will be given at that time, such as how much oil or sugar a pound of soybeans will be exchanged for."
"So we have to recruit two accountants and a person who specializes in keeping work points. Those who have a junior high school degree or above and those who have a good set of accounts can sign up at the captain's office later, and the treatment is favorable."
She prefers to take charge of the overall situation, rather than doing everything by herself, so it is imperative to continue to recruit people.
Hearing this, some people are happy and some are disappointed. After all, education is not important in the village, and there are not many junior high school students.
The minds of the educated youths became active. The worst of them are junior high school students, and there are several high school students.
One of the male educated youths who occasionally greeted Song Chu couldn't help asking: "Can the educated youth sign up?"
Song Chu smiled and said: "Yes, as long as you think you are competent, you can sign up."
"Good!" The man nodded excitedly.
Song Chu mobilized the enthusiasm of the whole village, and looked at it almost, raised his hand and said: "Okay, now we have to go back to the oil mill first, please let me give you a hand."
The whole village took advantage today, and one by one gave way with a smile. Song Chu drove the tractor directly into the village and headed for the oil press.
"The girl from the Song family is really capable. Not only can she change so many things, she can also drive a tractor."
It was the first time they saw a woman driving a tractor.
"Yes, Song Chu is now better than many boys in the village."
"I don't know who can marry such a capable girl."
"..." Many others stopped talking.
Being capable and getting married are two different things. They dare not want such a powerful daughter-in-law.
In fact, many gay men in the village are worried about Song Chu's beauty, but none of them really dare to start.
Especially now that the village tyrant is so capable, he will have to put himself down when he marries home, and he will be beaten even if he resists. If you think about it, the pressure is too much, so let's forget it.
Hearing their conversation, Tang Feng couldn't help but curl his lips. Looking at the young and middle-aged in the village, her eyes became more disgusting.
She couldn't look down on these rough, black and strong boys in the village.
These stinky boys are too shabby, and her family Yaobao is determined not to ask for it.
After much deliberation, only Gu Zhiqing, the handsomest in the village, could barely meet her standards for son-in-law.
No, she has to ask her second child to cook something delicious these few days, so Yaobao grabs Gu Zhiqing's stomach before talking.
When he drove to the oil press workshop, Song Chu asked Tang Qing and others to move the things on the tractor inside.
After that, she drove the tractor again and sent the remaining furniture to the village committee office.
The tractor was also placed in the large yard outside the office. She couldn't put it down at the oil press, and she didn't want it to take up space.
When she walked back to the workshop, she saw that the twelve people had already begun to work, and they were more motivated than before, all with smiles on their faces.
Today, the oil press workshop is giving out benefits. Everyone is watching it. If you don't take it seriously, it is absolutely false.
Many people are expecting that Song Chu will recruit people again in a while, and some jealous people whispered secretly, saying that Song Chu’s cousin and cousin in the oil mill accounted for five and were nepotism.
Now that everyone has benefited from Song Chu, and hopes to recruit workers in the future to let family members in, so few gossiping is followed.
These people just happened to be heard by Song Chu's eldest aunt and second aunt. Without Tang Feng, the two of them joined hands and scolded these stubbornly.
Then he went home with high morale and allocated the benefits of his son's return.
Originally, they had some opinions on Tang Feng’s mother and daughter, who just couldn’t get in and liked to pick things, but now they are completely gone. They only think they have the ability to open an oil press workshop and they still want to care about them. Relatives, not white-eyed wolves.
In the evening, Tang Feng asked Song Lao Er to stir-fry bacon, eggs and potatoes, and the family enjoyed it.
After eating, Song Chu brought a basket to bring food to Gu Yue, but Sister Song followed.
Song Chu raised his eyebrows: "Sister-in-law, something?"
Sister Song smiled, "Chu Chu, do you want to hire accountants and scorekeepers for the oil mill?"
"Yeah, Sister-in-law, you don't want to come, do you?"
Song Chu looked at her with a faint smile, "I remember that you seem to have not graduated from elementary school. I just chose you, and you can't do it."
"..." Sister Song's smile stiffened, this sister-in-law was really venomous.
Sister Song smiled sullily: "I don't want to come by myself, but want to help my younger sister-in-law ask. She is a junior high school student and she will definitely be able to do it."
Working as an accountant or scorekeeper in an oil mill is much easier than going to work, and I don’t even know how to get a tan. It’s more cost-effective than working with oil and sugar and cloth for a month.
So she thought of her sister-in-law.
Song Chu sneered, "Sister-in-law, even your lazy sister-in-law wants to come? What are you kidding me?"
"..." Sister Song was so angry that she said without a word: "You used to be more lazy than her."
Song Chu licked his lips, "You said it used to be, but now I am recognized by the whole village as capable and capable. Can your sister-in-law compare with me?"
"Sister-in-law, you must be self-aware."
Then his face became cold, "I have been emphasizing these days that no one at home can hold me back. You don't seem to care about it at all."
"Since you are so caring about your natal family, let your eldest brother send you back tomorrow."