I'm really just the village head

Sure enough, Liu Chunlai felt right.

People in this era are definitely very shrewd characters.

It is no wonder that when Liu Jiuwa was in the mountain city, she said that all the money was made by Liu Chun. She didn't spend much, but she dared to spend money on Liu Chunlai.

There is Liu Baye, who can definitely be regarded as a hidden local tyrant who can be regarded as a rich man in this era.

Is Liu Jiuwa stupid?

Not stupid.

From the very beginning Liu Jiuwa knelt down, he put all the treasures on Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chunlai figured out many things that he didn't understand in an instant.

He doesn't know much about the price of gold in this era, but he also knows that the price of international gold fell sharply in 1983, from the highest of US$509.25 per ounce to the lowest of US$374.5 per ounce.

It seems that the country has not yet opened gold trading.

Even at the lowest price, if one ounce is calculated at 28.35 grams, the price of gold is about $13 per gram.

The current foreign exchange rate is about 100 US dollars to 191 yuan.

The total value of the 27 gold bars in Liu Baye's hand is more than 330,000!

No wonder Baye Liu dared to let him toss.

"Ba Ye is so rich?" What can Liu Chunlai say?

It's no wonder that some of the people he has known who have become wealthy in this era seem to have strong financial strength out of thin air.

"There are more than 1,000 people in the Liu family, and everyone is divided, but there is not much. What the Eighth Ancestor wants is a leader who can let everyone get rich." Liu Jiuwa replied.

Someone just came down the mountain not far ahead, so he didn't say a word.

"Tian Li? What are you doing in a hurry?" Liu Chun came to see that it was actually Tian Li, running profusely, flushed with a thick neck.

"Sister Cuihua is fighting with Tailor Hu," Tian Li said hurriedly.

"Why?" Liu Chunlai was anxious, "Is my pants changed?"

"It's over long ago, and there is nothing to do during this period. We are not newly recruiting more than 60 sewing workers? We are training these days... Tailor Hu was asking for wages before, especially when I heard that Bazuzu brought a million. come back……"

Tian Li said hurriedly.

Hu Dingyuan wants to take his pants without asking for a salary?

Liu Chunlai was a little speechless.

Hastily increased the speed.

The wind on the pass was so strong that Liu Chunlai could not take a break.

These trousers are going to be sent to Shancheng in the past two days and then transferred to Rongcheng.

Outside the office, it was noisy.

Many people gathered around to watch the excitement.

"What are you doing? The captain is here!" Liu Jiuwa yelled.

"Liu Chunlai, you came just right, the pants have been changed, and you have made a lot of money, what about my salary?" Hu Dingyuan, with several blood stains on his face, looked at Liu Chun as he came, and directly asked for his salary.

When I said this, whether it was the workers in the original garment factory or the newly recruited apprentices, they all looked at Liu Chunlai.

"Since the production is finished, the salary must be paid. Tailor Hu, what do you mean?" Liu Chunlai looked at the trousers scattered on the ground, many of them were stepped on a lot of mud, and some were torn apart.

Hu Dingyuan didn't have any fear, "The brigade wants to repossess the land, but my family will not hand it over. I guess the garment factory will not want me, so he prepared to take his salary and leave."

"Are you really going to leave?" Liu Chun came to look at him, perhaps thinking that he could not help it.

After all, although Yang Cuihua and others can work, they will not teach apprentices.

"Why do you stay? If you don't hand over the land, you will definitely not occupy the quota..." Hu Dingyuan felt that in such a mess, Liu Chunlai had to beg for himself, the salary had to be paid, and the land would not be collected.

Otherwise, here, why does he have the confidence to make noise?

The people who didn't see Liu Jiapo were just watching, and no one came up.

"Okay, Uncle Gao Quan, what was the total salary before?" Liu Chunlai shouted to Xie Gaoquan.

Xie Gaoquan hurried over.

Liu Chun came to see him and almost laughed.

This old guy is not too hot on a hot day. He wore a melon hat the same color as his pants on his head, and he was actually wearing a navy blue homespun gown!

He held a ledger in one hand, and a black wooden abacus in the other that was not much bigger than a palm.

It looks like the landlord's old wealthy accountant in the Qing palace drama.

It's really hard for him to gather this equipment.

"Captain, 156 were produced in the first batch..."

Open the notebook and start reading.

Where did Liu Chun want to listen, "Just say the total number! When I ask, tell me the total number!"

"The processing fee for each pair of trousers is $1.50, a total of 6356 pairs of trousers, the total processing fee is 953 yuan and $4..." Hu Dingyuan put his finger on his tongue and turned to the back of the ledger.

After Liu Chunlai listened, he estimated.

"How many apprentices are newly recruited?" This was to Yang Cuihua.

"67." Yang Cuihua looked at Liu Chunlai puzzled.

"Uncle Gao Quan, do you figure it out. How much do they want in a month's salary?" Liu Chunlai is not good at mental arithmetic, but he is about to start burning the first fire.

Otherwise, there will not be so much energy wasted on this in the future.

"Spring is here, it's only 17 days, it's not time to pay." Yang Cuihua was anxious.

Even if you have money, you can't come like this.

"Everyone is calculated based on one month's salary." Liu Chunlai said coldly.

Xie Gaoquan didn't talk nonsense, just put the account book in his left hand, spread it flat, and then shook the abacus once and then lay it flat on the account book.

"Seven eight fifty six, six eight forty-eight..."

While reciting the formula, a few fingers of his right hand quickly moved the beads on the abacus.

Liu Chun looked very speechless.

What's more, the calculator comes out as soon as you press it.

"1206 yuan. With the previous one, a total of 2,159 yuan 4." Xie Gaoquan reported the number after a long time.

"Brother Nine, go to Bazuzu, and take 3,000 yuan."

As soon as Liu Chunlai finished speaking, Liu Jiuwa ran away like the wind.

Later, Liu Chunlai said to the people around him, "Everyone is listening. The previous wages of the garment factory will be settled today. This garment factory will be the collective industry of the first batch of people who buy shares with land. . Job opportunities are given priority to those who have surrendered the land, because they need work... Therefore, if there are families who are not willing to hand over the land, we don’t force it. Although it is less than a month, we will give it a month...

When Liu Chunlai said this, both the people in the garment factory and the people around Liu Jiapo who watched the excitement were all talking about it.

"Spring is here, they haven't worked for a full month!"

"That's right, I don't usually do much work, and I waste a lot of thread and fabric every day..."

People in Liu Jiapo were a little dissatisfied.

"I'm not discussing with anyone. If you have an opinion, you don't need to pay the land!" Liu Chunlai was also angry.

Soon, Liu Jiuwa came over with three bundles of great unity.

Yang Cuihua and Tian Li have carried a table of Eight Immortals to the shade.

"Tailor Hu, really quit?" Liu Chunlai sighed. This was the first person to get off the boat.

It won’t be so easy if you want to get on the boat again in the future.