Go back to 1980 and enjoy it

At the cylinder tile factory, two bosses, Deng Shirong and Deng Yungui, were paying wages to the workers.

The ones with the highest wages are naturally Deng Yuntai and Deng Changbiao, the two vat masters at the vat and tile factory.

Among them, Deng Yuntai's salary was 208 yuan, and Deng Changbiao's salary was slightly higher, reaching 224 yuan.

Deng Yuntai took the huge sum of money from his father, took out 8 yuan, then pushed the 200 yuan back and said, "Dad, I have no place to spend money now. I only have a few yuan on me, and the rest will be enough." You can keep it for building a house.”

Deng Shirong was not polite to his son. He said yes and reached out to take the money.

Others didn't find it strange when they saw it. If families were not separated in this era, the money earned by a son would usually be handed over to his parents. It was perfectly normal for Deng Yuntai to hand over his wages to his father.

Next to him, Deng Changbiao also took his wages from Uncle Yungui. He took out 24 yuan from it, then walked to the master, handed over the remaining 200 yuan, and said with a smile: "Master, what are you doing now?" This is the time when money is needed to build a house. What I have is enough for my household needs, and you can use the rest first.”

When Deng Yungui saw this, he said with envy: "Uncle Jiu, you really have a good apprentice!"

Deng Shirong, who had memories of his previous life, naturally knew that his apprentice was a good character. He reached out and patted his apprentice on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Filial piety is commendable, but the master can still find a way to solve the problem of building a house. Take the money back. Improve your quality of life and buy more meat for your wife and children. "

Deng Changbiao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll keep that money. Master, tell me anytime you want to use it. As for eating meat, 24 yuan a month is enough."

After the two big-tank masters received their wages, it was the turn of the three masters who made small goods. Their wages were not much different, all in the range of one hundred and thirty-four.

After the three small goods masters, it was the turn of the workers to step on the mud to burn the kiln and pick the mud. Each of them earned dozens of yuan a month.

Deng Yuntai’s younger brother, Deng Changyuan, is already learning how to make large tanks from Deng Yuntai, but the technology of large tanks cannot be learned overnight, so the wages he receives are still the wages of a clay worker, 2 yuan a day, 60 yuan a month.

This is already a salary that is envied by countless rural people. After all, many people who hold iron jobs now only earn more than 20 yuan a month.

I don’t know how many people would break their heads to get a job worth 60 yuan a month, so Deng Changyuan was still very satisfied and smiled like a fool when he got the money.

According to statistics, the cylinder tile factory paid a total of 1,183.6 yuan in wages today.

The first kiln goods from the cylinder tile factory were sold for a total of 2,203.8 yuan, excluding shipping costs.

After deducting the wages paid, there is still 1,020.2 yuan left. This is the profit of the two bosses, Deng Shirong and Deng Yungui. Each of them can share 510.1 yuan.

In a little over a month, I made more than 500 yuan. This income is really impressive in rural areas in this era.

After paying the completion money, Deng Yungui waited until all the workers went out to work, and said with great enthusiasm: "Uncle Jiu, I will go back and get some food and drinks. Come to my house for a drink in the evening to celebrate the good start of our cylinder tile factory."

"Don't go to your house. Come to my house for a drink. It just so happens that the foundation of my new house is starting to be dug today. I'll take care of the food and wine."

"Okay, you're welcome then. I've heard that Uncle Jiu's cooking skills are comparable to those of a chef in a state-owned hotel. You have to try it today."

"Haha, I won't disappoint you. It's getting late, so I'll go back first. You watch the time and I won't give you any further notice."

"I know, I will be there on time."

…

afternoon.

Today's wages were paid, and the cylinder tile factory got off work a little earlier than usual. Deng Changbiao returned home with a huge sum of 224 yuan in his arms, not recognizing his relatives.

Deng Changbiao had separated from his parents and brothers a few years ago. The house he lives in now is an old house passed down from his ancestors. It has two rooms in total. After the separation, he built a kitchen next to the house. When I came back, I saw my wife cooking in the kitchen.

Deng Changbiao touched the thick stack of banknotes in his pocket and shouted: "Xiaolan, I'm back!"

Lu Xiaolan, who was cooking, turned around, looked at his smiling face, and asked, "Why did you come back so early today? You smiled so much that your molars were exposed. What kind of happy event did you encounter?"

Deng Changbiao smiled and nodded: "It is indeed a happy event. The cylinder tile factory has paid wages today!"

Lu Xiaolan's eyes lit up when she heard this, she threw away the fire stick in her hand, stood up and asked, "Brother Biao, how much salary did you get?"

Deng Changbiao chuckled and said, "Xiaolan, guess what?"

Lu Xiaolan asked tentatively: "Thirty?"

No wonder she asked how much money Deng Changbiao could earn by working in the cylinder tile factory. He had resisted telling his wife, thinking that he would give her a big surprise when he was paid, so Lu Xiaolan had no idea that he was there. How much money can a cylinder tile factory make?

Although Deng Changbiao has been a big vat master for several years, the old vat tile kiln belonged to the brigade, and he could only get the highest work points for working there. Therefore, after the vat tile factory was contracted out by his master and Uncle Yungui, his wife I don't even expect him to make much money.

Thirty yuan a month is already an extremely high income for Lu Xiaolan.

Deng Changbiao shook his head and said, "This number is wrong. Guess again."

Lu Xiaolan guessed again: "Twenty-eight?"

Deng Changbiao said with a smile: "No, guess higher."

Lu Xiaolan felt happy and guessed: "Thirty-six?"

She had already guessed this number extremely boldly, because even one of her relatives who worked in a credit union could not get such a high salary. If her husband's salary was so high, then she would be extremely satisfied.

Deng Changbiao grinned and said: "It's too conservative. You can boldly guess higher."

Lu Xiaolan's heart was pounding when she heard this, and she said with a dry mouth: "Brother Biao, you'd better tell me directly, I guess my heart can't bear it."

Deng Changbiao reached out and patted his pocket, and said enthusiastically: "I got 224 yuan in wages."

As soon as these words came out, even though Lu Xiaolan was mentally prepared, she was still stunned by this number!

"Biao...Brother Biao, did I hear you correctly? You said you received 224 yuan in wages?"

Seeing his wife's stunned expression, Deng Changbiao, who had succeeded in pretending, was in a good mood. He nodded and smiled: "Yes, I got 224 yuan in wages. From now on, our family is rich and we don't have to do what we did before." I spent a penny in half, not to mention eating meat every day, but there is no pressure to eat meat every now and then. After I work in the tile factory for a few months, our family will have enough money to build a house."

Knowing that her husband could earn more than 200 yuan a month, Lu Xiaolan's heart immediately floated to the clouds. Thinking that the hard days were over, she couldn't help but cry with joy. She kept repeating one sentence over and over in her mouth: "Great!"

Immediately, without saying a word, Lu Xiaolan killed the old hen at home and stewed a pot of chicken soup to feed her men and children.

In the evening, Lu Xiaolan was even more enthusiastic, allowing Deng Changbiao to enjoy the happiness of a landlord.

No matter what age it is, men who can make money can always enjoy happiness that other men cannot enjoy.