Rebirth Space Little Fierce Girl

Nangong Anshan said: "Well, there is something. It's like this. You also know that there are 300 people from other villages working in my field. At the same time, I have to be responsible for the food of 300 people from other villages, so I need some people to prepare their meals. , I know Grandma Yu's cooking skills are good, so I want to invite you to cook."

  In this village, most of the old women are still unemployed. The young people are either busy building their own houses or working in her workshop and field, so she can only ask older people for help.

  Ms. Yu planted winter wheat with her before, and her family only has two acres of land, so cooking at her house is only a little busy at noon, and the rest of the time is free, which is enough for her to work in the field.

  Her family is also building a house now, and they don't have much money. They just build a small house, which is enough for the mother and son to temporarily have a place to hide from the wind and snow, and they don't need much supervision.

  People in this village generally don’t bully people in this village. After all, in a village in the future, you will see when you look down and see you when you look up.

   Yu Shi said with surprise on his face: "That's really great, is there anyone else?"

   "Of course there are." Nangong Anshan said: "It's just that I haven't got their consent yet, and I'll tell you when I get their consent."

"it is good."

   "Then the wages would be 40 Wen a day."

   "This...I just cook one meal, isn't it too expensive? Others can only get forty Wen for a day's work."

   "Not high, that's food for more than three hundred people, not high at all."

   "Okay, thank you, Shan."

   Nangong Anshan told her to go to her house to wait, and then went to find Zhou Lizheng's wife, Mrs. Zhao.

   Although Zhou Lizheng’s family has better conditions than ordinary villagers’ homes, they spent a lot of money to build the house before, and the family is not rich. She has been to their home several times, and the food is not much better than that of ordinary villagers’ homes.

Mrs. Zhao was very surprised when she heard that Nangong Anshan had to spend forty Wen a day to cook a meal for others, "Ashan, wouldn't you be losing money in this way? It's just a meal, and you can pay twenty Wen for half a day." Money is enough."

   Nangong Anshan smiled and said, "No loss, Grandma Zhao, are you willing to agree?"

   Mrs. Zhao nodded like a pounding garlic, "I promise, promise."

   Nangong Anshan said again: "Go to my house in a quarter of an hour, I have to find another person."

   "Okay, I will listen to you."

   Nangong Anshan went to find Lin Zhishen's mother, Qiao Shi.

  Mr. Qiao heard that the working hours were short and the wages were high, so she readily agreed.

   Soon, the three gathered at Nangong Anshan's house.

  Nangong Anshan asked Sijian to take some things, and led them to the cooking oil workshop.

  Cooking is sometimes a heavy job, so it would be easier for Sijian to help the three of them.

The courtyard wall of the cooking oil factory is high, and the courtyard wall on the side of the cooking oil factory is blocked by a waterproof cloth. As long as the door leading to the workshop is locked, outsiders will not be able to see the oil pressing in the cooking oil factory even if they lie on the wall process.

   After a while, a group of people came to the backyard of the cooking oil workshop. At this time, a lot of food had been piled up here, and the dishes and chopsticks were also prepared. There were also many cushions for the diners to rest.

Nangong Anshan looked at all kinds of food in the kitchen, and said: "Everyone, the steamed buns in the four cloth bags are already made. I bought them from the city in advance. You just need to steam them. .”

   "From now on, the 300 people will eat two steamed buns every day. I have already found someone who makes steamed buns, and I will send the steamed buns here every morning, so as to save you trouble."

   "The wild boar next to me was also hunted by me in advance, and there are some peanuts. The meals of the villagers today are two steamed buns per person, a bowl of dry rice, and a stewed peanut with wild boar."

   "Of course, oil is very expensive, and I am reluctant to feed three hundred people dishes made with oil, so let them stew them in water, anyway, there is oil in the meat."

   "The food I prepared must be enough for three hundred people. After the villagers finish eating, if there is more, you can take it home and eat it with your family. You will never keep it until the next day."

   "I will instruct Sijian to prepare the firewood every day, so you don't have to worry about it."

  The steamed buns belong to her space, and the peanuts also belong to her space. Afterwards, she hunts the meat from the mountains, and the firewood comes from the mountains. Except for the rice, which is bought, it only costs labor and seasoning money.

   As for the oil, she wasn't really reluctant to give it to them, she just didn't want to spoil their mouths.

  The four of them were startled, they didn't expect Nangong Anshan to prepare such a good meal for people from other villages.

   Nangong Anshan was shocked seeing their expressions, and said, "I know you think I'm doing them too well."

Mrs. Zhao nodded: "Yes, they are just long-term workers of your family. In my opinion, each person has two steamed buns, and at most some dry rice is enough. They don't eat much meat at home, so don't give it to them. Meat, so as not to make their mouths tricky, and when the time comes when the food is slightly worse, they will complain to you."

"Yes." Yu Shi said: "I also think it's the same reason. Some people can't be too kind to him. If they are too kind, they will make more progress. Usually when they are at home, they must eat porridge and have dry rice to eat. It's not bad."

Qiao also said: "I think so too. White flour steamed buns are something that many ordinary people can't eat in their lifetime. It is kind enough for you to give them jobs and give them white flour steamed buns. They work as coolies in the city , they all bring their own dry food, and those who don’t have dry food will go hungry for a day, which is not as high as the wages you give, and most of them are twenty-five Wen a day.”

   Nangong Anshan raised her eyebrows, "According to what you said, I seem to be too kind to them."

  She felt that except for the rice and some seasonings, she spent money on the things here, and she didn’t spend money on the others.

   "That's right." Zhao said, "In my opinion, you can take the wild boar back and eat it yourself. It's a good thing."

   Nangong Anshan said: "But in this way, you will eat the same food as the villagers, and you won't be able to eat meat."

  Zhao said: "It's okay, we can get 40 Wen a day, which is enough, we can go back to eat."

   "Yes, we are content."

Nangong Anshan said: "The wild boars are all hunted, you can do it today, but you don't have to finish it, save half of it for tomorrow, and let everyone have a piece of meat in their bowls, the thickness of the meat is fine. It's up to you so I can just take a day off from hunting."

  There is some truth in what they said, she only deducted five Wen from the people from other villages, if the food standard for them exceeds the five Wen, then the villagers in this village will definitely be dissatisfied, although the villagers dare not complain in front of her.