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Chapter 248 The news spreads

The leader of Zhongzhai trotted to Su Qingma's house panting, but when he arrived in the yard, he found that he could not squeeze in.

The women from Baijiazhai surrounded Su Qingma in the middle.

The leader of Zhongzhai stood on tiptoe and saw Su Qingma telling everyone what tender buds are, what tea green is, and how to pick them.

Zhongzhai was just as he heard it, and was stretching his neck to look in, when he saw the women in the inner circle turning around and running outward.

The crowded place almost squeezed him to the ground.

He had no choice but to dodge back and forth.

God, I don’t respect the elderly at all. What if it causes trampling?

He also wanted to go back and carry a basket up the mountain. His hands and feet were very quick, no worse than women.

But, I remembered another important question.

He squeezed to Su Qingma: "Qingma, if you do this, I'm afraid that the people in the market town will be unstable."

Su Qingma also thought of this problem.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I informed each village that each family must send a laborer to work in the market town. If there is no male laborer, the woman will come."

"If there is no one to work, please remember it in the notebook. In the future, it will be used to pay for the work that must be worked in the alliance meeting in other ways or money."

"I'm afraid there will be a group of people in the market town. In order to avoid the new workers' unfamiliarity with their new workers, Uncle Zhong, you and my Siyuan Siyuan have to inform them there and work hard to check the work there."

"Okay. I understand. It's fair. No one will complain."

The leader of Zhongzhai and Siyuan Siyuan set out immediately and rushed to the market town and various villages to inform.

The leaders and mountain villagers who came to Baijiazhai to inquire about the news immediately turned around and returned to their own village after getting the exact news halfway.

The time spent on the return journey was half less than when I came.

Everyone never felt that time was not enough.

300 text per catty!

The one said, the women in my family are very quick-witted and can pick a lot of them a day.

Another said, I have a lot of family members, and I might get several taels of silver a day.

Everyone thought of the feeling of the copper plate rushing into their arms, their faces were filled with joy, and their feet were filled with wind.

After returning to the village, everyone ran to the mountain.

He carried a basket, sack, basket, dry food and water, and ran up the mountain with his family, for fear that he would be later than others.

The villagers of Baijia Village had already rushed to the mountain early.

The village became quiet again, and even the dog didn't bark.

Su Qingliu was also eager to try, she was very diligent.

I also want to do my part.

But Su Qingmo asked her and the mother and daughter of Lu to check the quality of the tea sent by the mountain villagers at home.

When there was only the last trace of dust left in the mountains, the people from Baijia Village ran towards the Su family with their loads.

Most of the tea buds sent here.

After all, when everyone heard that the tender buds were 300 ounces per pound, they ignored the tea green of 30 ounces per pound.

I only realized after going up the mountain that these tender buds are not easy to pick?

One branch is only one bud. Some people only pick it for a day, but only a few taels and a half pounds, and the most one is only a little over a pound.

Su Qingma had long expected this.

The tender buds should be so good, can they be 300 million per pound?

I have to be able to pick 20 or 30 kilograms a day, but I am afraid that the whole family can lie down at home for the next year.

Su Qingmu took the mother and daughter of the Lu family, and Su Qingliu carefully checked the tender buds sent by everyone in Baijiazhai.

After Su Qingma collected mountain goods and tea seeds last year, everyone understood Su Qingma's style. If it was not qualified, it would really refuse to accept it, but it would not be sympathetic.

Therefore, there are fewer doping inside that do not meet the requirements.

Su Qingniang poured the tender buds sent by everyone into a large bamboo dustpan, spread them out, checked them, picked out the unqualified and impurities, and weighed and settled the rest.

Not at all ambiguous.

Although everyone has no experience on the first day and doesn’t pick much, the few copper coins are all the more than tens of cents, and the more than two or three hundred cents, and they are all very happy.

I thanked him again and again after taking the money, and then left.

Su Qingma was still packing up the tender buds sent by Baijiazhai, and the two tea-fried chefs sent by Manager Li over there were already setting up the pot and starting to move.

Su Qingniang discussed with them for a day and found that both of them were senior tea-fried masters, so she didn't worry about it.

The whole family watched.

Before the tea was cooked, a group of older men and women were welcomed.

Seeing that the family had made money, they couldn't climb up the mountain and were just anxious at home. So they made an appointment to go to Su Qingma to ask for some work.

Originally, when they were picking tea fruits, they could help peel tea seeds at home, but now they didn’t bring the tea home to pick tea, so they had nothing to do.

This won't work.

They also have to contribute.

"There are really some things to come to you. I need a lot of bamboo dustpans, mats, and racks. If you can do it, help me with some, I want it."

The old man and the old lady nodded in joy: "Okay, we can do that, we can do it. We can we weave several of them a day at home. Don't worry, we will cut bamboo when we go back."

"This is too late..." Su Qingma looked at the sky.

"It's neither too late nor too late, there are bamboos in front of the door and behind the house, and you can see them."

All right.

You can't stop others from making money, right?

The two tea-fried tea chefs fry all the dozens of kilograms of tender buds sent by the villagers overnight before they fell asleep. The whole family sniffed the tea in the yard and had a good dream.

The next evening, the tea delivered to Baijiazhai was not only tender buds, but also tea green.

Girls and women like young buds the most, and almost all the ones they send are young buds.

Men and older women all send tea greens.

Picking young buds requires patience, that is a meticulous job. If you are not careful, you will break them.

However, although the price of tea green is low, the amount is large and the money is also very good.

A very quick-handed aunt picked more than 20 kilograms and got more than 600 cents, and jumped happily.

But there are more people with unqualified tea green than young buds.

Many tea stems and old leaves were mixed in, which made Su Qingya and others dizzy.

In the end, I really couldn't choose, so I left behind the people who sent the tea on site. You picked mine and I chose yours. Only when you passed the qualification will you weigh the money.

Everyone has no objection. The copper plate is hanging in front of you, not tired at all, and you just pick it up in the Su family.

The two masters sautéed until dawn this day and couldn't finish it.

I feel I can't stand it anymore.

People from Baijiazhai will pick them for another two days, and their hand speed will rise. The novice will become veterans, and the number will only increase.

And I'm afraid other villages will also send tea.

The two of them cooked them all the time for twelve hours, and they were afraid they couldn't cook them. One person could fry thirty or forty kilograms of dry tea a day.

Fortunately, after the third day, Manager Li sent six more tea-fried chefs.

He occupied all the backyard of Su Qingma's house, pulled out all the side dishes grown by Lu's family, set up bamboo sheds, and set up eight large pots in a row.

Su Qingma invited eight women from Xinzhai to come back to burn the fire, which solved the problem of frying.

From the third day, Su Qingma was idle for a moment.
Chapter completed!
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