Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 52 - 50 Ugly in Appearance, Beautiful in Thought

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52: Chapter 50: Ugly in Appearance, Beautiful in Thought

52 -50: Ugly in Appearance, Beautiful in Thought

“Of course it’s true, paid daily in cash, just doesn’t include meals.” How tiring is it to cook?

She herself didn’t want to cook, let alone have the young girls work so hard.

The team leader immediately said, “That’s no problem, I’ll announce it with the loudspeaker in a moment.

When do you want to start?”

“Let’s start tomorrow!

Oh, and for stones and firewood, I’d like to request a batch from the team, I’ll pay for it.”

The team leader, hearing the word ‘money,’ immediately brightened up with a smile, “That’s no problem, the team has plenty of stones and wood.

How much do you need?”

“I want to renovate my house to have five rooms, not including the stone for the fence and the small kitchen.”

If it needed building, it had to be entirely new.

“Team leader, take a look and see how much you’ll charge.”

The team leader quickly calculated in his mind.

Actually, it wasn’t worth much.

After all, not much was needed, and Qin Ye’s house would provide quite a bit of stone and wood when taken apart.

“Just give me ten yuan.”

Rong Yan: …

Ten yuan?

The prices of this era were really astounding.

“Okay.”

She briskly took out two five-yuan notes from her pocket.

The team leader was over the moon, as this would also bring in additional income for the village.

“I’ll announce it with the loudspeaker later and then have people deliver the timber and stones to your place.

“Can it be done before the new year?” Rong Yan was most concerned about this.

Right now, she just wanted a room for each person with a warm kang bed.

She could forego a bathroom for now, as long as the rooms were private enough.

She could wash in the space every day; the two-hour restriction was more than enough.

The team leader immediately assured her,

“No problem, I’ll have them call in more people to ensure it’s done before New Year’s.”

For Qin Ye’s old house, demolition and reconstruction wouldn’t take much time with enough hands; it could be done in a few days.

“That’s settled then.

Team leader, find someone to lead the work, someone who can manage the people.

I’ll pay the leader one yuan a day.”

Why not, for an extra twenty cents and less hassle?

When the team leader heard this, he already had someone in mind.

Actually, he wanted to take the job himself, but recently he had been rather busy.

“That’s settled.

Qin Ye’s Wife, you have a good head on your shoulders.

I’d recommend my eldest son.

With him in charge, I guarantee no one will slack off.”

Rong Yan had no objections, “Alright, that’s the deal then.

Team leader, I’ll be leaving now.”

The team leader, all smiles, replied, “Take care.”

His eldest son had been idling at home recently, almost rotting away.

If he could earn one yuan a day until the New Year, he could make quite a good sum.

This was indeed a great opportunity.

Remembering the cigarette in his hand, he picked it up, sniffed it, and clicked his tongue in appreciation.

Red Plum Cigarettes really were different, fragrant.

He turned and went back into the yard.

“Can we really trust what Qin Ye’s Wife just said?

Will she actually pay?” Huang Cuihua had heard earlier but hadn’t gone out.

“Of course it’s true.

She definitely has money.

If not, there’s still that bicycle, right?” The team leader was unfazed by the matter of money.

From how Qin Ye’s Wife had casually taken out ten yuan, not to mention this Red Plum Cigarette.

It was clear she was not short on cash.

And these days, policies aren’t about who’s the poorest anymore.

What a difference a year makes.

Huang Cuihua thought it over and agreed, “Anyway, you’ve secured a good job for our eldest, let him supervise well tomorrow.”

With the cold winter setting in, everyone was almost idling at home with nothing to do.

Every yuan earned was one yuan gained.

“You tell the eldest; I’ll go make the announcement.” The team leader gave this instruction and stepped out again.

Five minutes later, the villagers of the Qin Family’s Team heard the loudspeaker’s voice again.

“All members please take note, Qin Ye’s family is reconstructing their house and needs young, strong, and experienced workers.

Eight cents a day, meals not included, interested and qualified persons please come to register quickly…

All members, please take note…”

The team leader was already on his second round of broadcasts.

At first, when the villagers heard that Qin Ye’s family was rebuilding their house, they felt nothing but envy, with no desire to go.

Who would want to deal with that unfortunate soul, especially during the New Year?

But hearing the wage was eight cents a day…

everyone got excited.

My goodness, did Qin Ye’s family have so much money?

Could they really afford eight cents a day?

It was known that even the ordinary workers at the town’s sugar factory only had a monthly wage of twenty-five yuan, and only those in leadership positions earned thirty yuan.

And here they were being offered eight cents a day right outside their homes.

What bad luck?

That was an absolute golden egg!

What were they waiting for?

Anyone who could move made their way to the team headquarters, fearing they might miss the opportunity to register if they were too late.

“Goodness gracious, this is infuriating me,” Old Lady Wang grumbled as she listened to the loudspeaker, her anger rising sharply.

“Mom, I should have married that Yan girl,” Qin Fugui was also seething with envy and resentment.

Not only was Yan attractive, but with all her money, marrying her would have been a gain.

Why didn’t he jump in to save her that day?

Otherwise, wouldn’t this good fortune have fallen into his lap?

Upon hearing her youngest son’s words, Old Lady Wang slapped him on the back of the head.

“What dreams are you having?

How could you marry that kind of woman?

Just look at her flat rear; she definitely won’t bear sons.

Why would you bring home a woman who can’t have sons?

She’ll just spend money; such a woman is nothing but a spendthrift, a curse to whoever marries her.”

But Fugui didn’t see it that way, “But she has money!

And she’s pretty…

Besides, isn’t a wife supposed to be tamed at home?

If one beating doesn’t work, then you give another.

If that still doesn’t work, you beat her again…

With enough beatings, what woman won’t turn obedient?”

Hearing this was somewhat horrifying, but Old Lady Wang still felt her youngest son made a good point.

She seemed to have forgotten she was a woman herself.

“…No, with her weak fate, she won’t bear sons.

We don’t want a daughter-in-law who can’t have sons.”

Although Fugui already had a son from his deceased first wife, in the countryside, which family would complain about having too many sons?

He certainly was no exception.

“Mom, big brother already left early this morning.

Shouldn’t we go over to Qin Ye’s place?

Now that he’s rebuilding his house, being his uncle, I naturally should help and oversee things.”

With that, wouldn’t any good things end up in his hands?

Old Lady Wang’s youngest son made a good point, “Right, just go and see.

What do those youngsters know?

If they let you manage their money, it won’t get swindled away.”

Hearing the word ‘money,’ Fugui’s dim eyes suddenly lit up considerably.

“Right, Mom.

After all, I am the elder.

Managing their money is for their own good.”

He delighted in the thought of just how much money might end up in his hands.