âJust washing ferns, as long as there is some wage, there would be plenty of people in the village willing to do it.â The speaker was Old Zhang, who had just come out of the bedroom.
âOld Zhangâ¦â Su Qingyue saw him and quickly stood up politely. âWife of the Xiao Family, no rushâ¦â he said courteously, âJust stay seated.â âIâve been saying, you two could just call me Qingyue, or Yueâer.â
âAlright, alrightâ¦â Aunt Zhang called out, âQingyue, how many people are you planning to hire for work?â
âAbout ten.â She asked, âHow much is the daily wage typically?â
âJust washing vegetables. Money ainât easily earned.â Aunt Zhang said, âThere are people in the village who work as waiters in Liuan Town, which is 300 miles away from the town, for a monthly wage of 300 cents, or about ten cents a day. Offering ten cents a day would be more than enough.â
Qingyue thought for a moment, âIâll offer fifteen cents a day, but they must work diligently, cleaning five or six hundred jin of fern a day. Aunt Zhang, could you help me find ten people? As for the wage, Iâll pay them daily as soon as they finish their task.â
Aunt Zhang felt the Dain of the money. âFifteen cents a day. thatâs a lot. isnât it?
Although selling fern nowadays could earn half a cent per jin, gathering fern would still seem more profitable. But the nearby mountains and even the more distant mountains have been emptied of fern, itâs not easy to find any more, much less wild berries. If youâre hiring, there will definitely be people rushing to take up the job.â
âI have requirements. The washing of ferns should be done at the river from my place. They must first trim off the curled fern heads, wipe clean of the fine hairs, soak them in the jar I specify before rinsing them. And then, lay them out to dry. Of course, I will pay by the day. The issue of meals, I wonât be providing. â
Aunt Zhang patted her chest, âNo problem, leave it to me.â
Old Zhang said, âQingyue, the village owes you a favor, everyone has made some money from selling ferns. There are quite a number of people grateful to you. The bitter, unpalatable ferns in past years would have rotted in the mountains, no one wanted them. And the wild berries, so sour, no one would eat them. What does the great landlord you found intend to do with them?â
Su Qingyue didnât want to deceive anyone, so she simply said, âIâll tell you
later. â
âOld man, donât ask too many questions.â Aunt Zhang glared at him.
Old Zhangâs honest and wrinkled face broke into a shy smile. Then he remembered the last time, âQingyue, the last time I went to Qingmu Village, I had already told your eldest sister, Xiao Ailiu, about the Xiao Familyâs situation. Has Xiao Ailiu come back yet?â
She shook her head.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Aunt Zhang sighed, âXiao Ailiu is too heartless. As the eldest sister of the Xiao Family, before she got married, the family burden was always shouldered by Dashan. She doesnât care at all, and always complains about this and that. When my old man brought the message to her last time, you still hadnât sold the recipe. If Xiao Ailiu knew you made money by selling the recipe, she would probably want to come back and claim a share.â
âThatâs unlikely.â Old Zhang did not fully agree, âSeeing the way Xiao Ailiu is, she hasnât come back for so many years. It seems she really has no plans to have anything to do with the Xiao Family anymore. I donât think sheâs coming back.â
âWhether she comes back or not.â Su Qingyue, in any case, didnât know that woman, âBy the way, when soaking the ferns, Iâll also need some jars or large wooden basins. If any family has some that are idling around and could lend me some, that would be great. Iâll pay one cent daily as the rental cost.â
âThatâs absolutely a good deal. With so many households in the village, those who have spares will certainly lend to you.â Aunt Zhang said, âI have an old jar and a large old basin at my house, so thatâs already two..â