Cute little peasant girl: Love me through the family group!

Before the cotton was harvested, the small yards of the small farms were converted into textile workshops.

Spinning and looms were added, and the employed peasant women learned how to operate the machines.

The employees on the farm had great admiration for the main family, who not only knew how to grow cotton, but also built such a sophisticated machine.

As soon as the cotton enters the spinning machine, it becomes a thin thread, and as soon as the cotton thread reaches the loom, the cloth can be quickly spun out.

The operation of such a powerful machine is very simple, only need to step on it with both feet, but the loom occasionally goes wrong, but as long as you look carefully and correct the line in time.

They really have accumulated virtues in their previous lives to meet such a good employer. Not to mention the ease of work, they make more money!
In the blink of an eye, October came, and the cotton fields in Baijia Village matured, as did the [-]-mu cotton fields in the small farm.

Walking in the countryside of Baijia Village, at a glance, you can see the boundless white cotton sea, and in the eyes of Baijia villagers, it is the silver of white flowers!

The joy of the harvest fills everyone's heart.

If someone looked closely, they could see that Bai Zhiqing's cotton fields looked whiter than the rest of the cotton fields. That was because the cotton plants in Bai Zhiqing's fields produced more cotton bolls, and each cotton boll spit out more cotton wool.

This is all due to Yaya. She has carefully selected the cottonseeds in her homeland, and she has only picked the best ones for planting.

The same goes for cotton on small farms.

During the harvest season, the farm laborers were eager to harvest cotton in the fields, and the cotton of the [-] mu of land was harvested in just eight days.

During the busy farming season, Lu Fuzi gave the students five days off and asked them to go home to help.

And Yaya and her brother took a few more days off and went to the small farm to help.

The cotton harvested every day has to pass through Yaya's hands before it can be weighed.

After all the 110 mu of cotton had been harvested, the total output was as high as [-] jin.

That is to say, the yield per mu is nearly 160 catties.

But the farm laborers were so happy, it was a full ten catties higher than the 150 catties per mu set by the master's family!

Everyone has an uncontrollable smile on their faces, and as long as they have free time, they will gather together to figure out how much dividends will be paid.

I do not know how many times I counted.

"Da Zhuang, we've done the math so many times, the cotton output is 610 six catties higher than the standard set by the owner! This time it's finally right, right?!"

"That's right, Da Zhuang, I counted it ten times, and eight times it's 610 six catties. We didn't make a mistake, right?"

Miao Dazhuang couldn't close his mouth with a smile, the flesh on his cheekbones squeezed his eyes, "That's right, it's 610 six catties!"

"That half is three hundred and eight pounds!"

"The cotton in the city sells for sixty-six and a half kilograms! How much do you think three hundred and six kilograms are worth?"

The peasants spoke with their eyes shining, and they all counted silently with their fingers, but they couldn't figure it out clearly.

Miao Dazhuang said: "Sixty and a half is the price we bought in the store. If we sell it, we can't sell it at this price."

"Why is this happening, isn't it less than half a dozen?"

A basin of cold water poured into the fiery heart of the farmer, and the joy on his face obviously dropped a lot, all of them looked at Miao Dazhuang and waited to hear his explanation.

Miao Dazhuang continued: "Of course I can't buy it at this price. Don't forget, everyone, those shopkeepers are very dark, and we have received three hundred cents a pound of grain from our hands, and once we arrive at the shop, we can sell twice as much.

The little master said that last year his cotton was sold to merchants for [-] jin.At that time, cotton was only a few hundred catties, but this year, tens of thousands of catties of cotton cannot be sold at this price.Merchants only give out a pound or two. "

"Why is it like this, you can't even sell three or two?"

Miao Dazhuang: "Come on, one or two is already very good! Where can we meet such a good owner, not to mention the high wages, and also give us dividends!"

These peasants were honest farmers, and after hearing what he said, I felt that this was indeed the case.

"Da Zhuang is right! Such a good owner is rare in a thousand years. We can't be greedy. Even if it's only one or two, how much will it be?"

"Three hundred and eighty taels! We can get at least [-] taels alone!"

"Twelve taels really?! This is not lower than our wages! In addition to wages, there is an income of nearly 20 taels a year. Before this, I would not even dare to dream of it."

When they heard that one person could get ten taels, the faces of the farmhands turned into flowers with laughter.

But someone else poured a basin of cold water on the head.

"Everyone said, will the master give us dividends? Three hundred and eighty-two, that's a huge sum of money! If it were me, I would be reluctant to give it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt uneasy.

On the other hand, Miao Dazhuang said: "Our main family has always said what they say, and if we agree that we will share dividends, we will not be blamed."

On weekdays, Miao Dazhuang's words would be very useful, but it was about money, and there was still so much money. Before they got it, the farmhands were still a little uneasy.

But these farmhands' worries were superfluous.

Because Bai Molin didn't plan to give money at all, but directly gave the cotton to the hired labor.

He knew in his heart that the market price of cotton would only fall and not rise. This year, three hundred catties of cotton could be sold for 300 taels, but next year it might only be sold for 100 taels.

If the next year's production is also 300 catties more, this year they can get 100 taels of dividends, but next year they will only get [-] taels.

People's appetite is nurtured little by little.

It is difficult to shrink the stomach after raising the appetite.

But if the cotton is directly distributed, it will be different. The benefits given by the boss have not changed, but the world has changed.

In this way, even if the price of cotton is reduced in the future, the grievances of the farmer will not be the boss, or most of the grievances will not be directed against the boss.

When Bai Zhiqing heard his son's analysis, he had to admit that this kid was really good at managing people, and he still had to learn more from his son in this regard.

In the future, if he becomes a parent official, there will be many people in charge.

The day after the cotton harvest of the small farm was finished, Bai Zhiqing came again, and called all the farm laborers to gather in front of the textile workshop.

Bai Zhiqing looked at the group of peasants who were full of expectations, and said with a smile:

"This year our farm has a bumper harvest of cotton. The total output of 110 mu of land is 610 jin, which is [-] jin more than the standard yield. According to the reward standard of the farm, half of the excess output is [-] The catty of cotton will be distributed to everyone as a dividend, as a reward for everyone's hard work over the past year."

The farm laborers were all beaming, and the host took the initiative to mention the dividend!

Really going to pay dividends!

I just heard Bai Zhiqing continue: "According to the regulations, Miao Dazhuang can take half of the dividend as Zhuangtou, and the other [-]% can be shared equally by all other employees!"

The entire small farm plus Miao Dazhuang has a total of 28 employees.

The farmhands nodded in unison, Miao Zhuangtou was indeed working hard, and he deserved a little more.