Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 759 - Chapter 759 749. The labor force is gradually increasing_1

Chapter 759: 749. The labor force is gradually increasing_1 Chapter 759: 749. The labor force is gradually increasing_1 Once the Mid-Autumn Festival was over, time seemed to speed up, and the breath of autumn quickly spread.

The most noticeable change was that the autumn tiger finally retreated, and both evenings and early mornings in the mountains required a coat.

It was at this time that the Song Tan family in the big team’s chat group started recruiting workers once again–

[Golden Sakura cutting needs five or six people, including pruning and grafting, must be quick with hands and feet, nimble and agile]

The chat group became lively once more.

However, compared with the handful of people in the past, this time there were noticeably more able-bodied men and women responding to the recruitment, all of whom had returned from holiday jobs for the Mid-Autumn Festival and didn’t plan to go back. Previously, everyone would have been reluctant to return home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, hoping to earn a few month’s wages before the New Year.

But that was in the past.

Ever since this spring, when Lao Song’s family started their big undertaking, they needed people to work for them off and on. Sometimes the wages were a few dozen yuan, sometimes several hundred. Adding it all up, they were recruiting five or six days out of ten. And that didn’t even count the work done up in the mountains!

The village elders might not be able to recognize a basket of characters, but when it comes to calculating accounts, nobody is shrewder!

Despite the Song family’s irregular need for workers, there were just so many people in the village, and it was they who kept going back and forth to work. Even without working a full month, one could still earn two or three thousand yuan. What about going out to work?

A wage of six or seven thousand a month, that’s for young people. The village’s able-bodied laborers were mostly over fifty. At this age, high-paying factories won’t take them anymore. The factories that are willing to hire them require ten hours a day, including day shifts and night shifts, and one might earn just about four thousand yuan a month. Add to that the various discomforts of factory life…

In short, now that everyone is adept with smartphones, they can see the recruitment messages from the Song family. After the parents at home do the math… see, people with their hearts set on it came back during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So much so that when recruitment information was posted in the group, an unprecedented eight people signed up!

This shows that gathering a few people for work had truly been no easy feat.

Meanwhile, Wu Lan was holding her phone with a smile plastered on her face, “Oh my, I was worried that we wouldn’t find enough people for the seedling transplant in the mountains in a few days, but look, three or four people have come back from working outside our village!”

She was now a qualified rural HR manager, not at all flustered by the high number of applicants.

Without hesitation, she @’d several able-bodied villagers, “You’ve just come back, so rest for two days. Day after tomorrow, I’ll need you on the mountain to dig tree holes. This is heavy labor, 220 yuan per day, and lunch is provided on the mountain.”

Upon hearing this, the three older gentlemen who had just been turned down were not in the least bit anxious.

They were quite satisfied with the salary, and hearing that there was a meal included, the three who still had family members out working heaved a sigh of relief in an instant.

How should I put it? They are rural folks after all, certainly capable of cooking, but eating alone versus enjoying a meal cooked by a chef on the mountain, there’s no doubt that the latter is preferable.

However, those who found jobs even earlier than the villagers were Princess, Yingjun, and their four friends, along with two overly clever and lively little Border Collies–Little Ten and Little Eleven.

There was no helping it; there were too many Baobaos in line, so their names ended up being shortened a bit.

The grass planted on the riverbank had sprouted a few inches of green shoots without any technical expertise required, so now it was already growing significantly. According to Professor Song, by early November at the latest, this stuff could even be harvested for the first crop!

And Yingjun’s first job was to guard the riverbank, to prevent it from being spoiled by other things.

In addition, they also casually kept an eye on the new houses that were built nearby.

The riverbank wasn’t suitable for building houses, but erecting a few cowsheds to provide shelter from the wind and rain and to prevent freezing was no problem. By the way, the dogs’ houses were also constructed.

Now that red bricks and straw had been laid down, it was very comfortable! After nurturing their health for so long, they finally resumed their positions. The dogs were bursting with energy every day, couldn’t wait to work!

As for Guo Dong, pruning the Golden Sakura on the mountain was the most painful part: “Why prune them now? Could we wait a bit longer? Some of them can still grow!”

Song Tan laughed, “How much inventory have you stockpiled? It’s still uncertain whether you’ll use it all this year, why be so reluctant to prune?”

Guo Dong lamented deeply, “It might not be used up this year, but Golden Sakura doesn’t produce new fruit right after the New Year, does it? At earliest, we’ll have to wait until July or August for another yield, right?”

Like this year, she harvested them in May and June, wishing she could process just a couple of ounces of dry goods each day, with a supply coming every now and then. It wasn’t until September that a large-scale harvest filled the storage.

Seeing Song Tan arranging for people to come along with large pruning shears, clicking and pushing straight through, pitying the few fruits that had not fully matured yet!

But Song Tan shook her head, “It’s enough if we have about the right amount. Waiting for them to mature would take at least half a month at the earliest. I’m going to take cuttings around the entire perimeter of this big mountain, and now is the best time for them to take root. We can’t delay.”

Waiting a bit longer wasn’t impossible, but once the weather turned cold, the plants basically stopped growing, and by next spring, it would be very difficult to achieve a sizable growth, making it impossible to create a simple barrier around the mountain.

Guo Dong thought about it and agreed.

Moreover, next year, with Golden Sakura all around the big mountain, she would not only be able to stockpile goods but also act as a secondary trader selling medicinal herbs!

Her Golden Sakura was considered top-priced in the industry, but its effects were worlds apart from ordinary ones! Those who knew their stuff, having tried it, would never miss out!

With that thought, the sparse fruits on the branches held no lure for Guo Dong anymore. She even began to question:

“Then, is hiring five people enough? Should we get more people to speed up the cuttings process?”

Song Tan shook her head, “No need, the weather has been good recently, doing it a day earlier or later won’t make much of a difference. These five aunts who are used to working are efficient and don’t slack. It’ll be more or less done in a week.”

The thorns covered the branches of the Golden Sakura, and not even regular puncture-resistant gloves could completely protect your hands. To do this job particularly quickly was indeed not easy. Why else would they offer a rate of 120 per day?

For the aunts who often came to work, they needed to be a bit careful with this job, but the wage was good and the work wasn’t tiring, so it was already quite nice for them!

There they were, arriving early in the morning, putting on gloves, picking up scissors, chatting while picking through the pile of branches in the yard for those that were not too old, and “snip” they’d cut a piece.

The Golden Sakura was vigorous, and the weather was just right, requiring no extra treatment. They just needed to cut them into segments, then, carrying baskets, head up the mountain, each person taking a section to plant the cuttings at will.

Zhang Yanping, now temporarily relieved from tending winter melons and no longer washing soybeans, could finally relax. Looking at the baskets of branches, she couldn’t help but sigh:

“When they bloom next spring and summer, it will be so beautiful! Should I contact a few photography teams? Next spring and summer, even if we don’t venture deep into the mountains, just using the Golden Sakura on the perimeter for wedding photos will surely be extremely popular.”