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Not only the weaving workshop, but several workshops of Mo Zong were distributing money, and the Wubao was full of joy for several days.

Mu Donglai felt extremely confident today.

Blacksmith Workshop has recently received a big deal from Yongxiguan, and [-] Mo knives have been sold, and there will be a steady stream of follow-up orders, so there is no need to worry about lack of work.

The people in the craftsman's house are not afraid of work, the more work they do, the more vigorous they are, especially when they see the money at the time of settlement, it is collective blood, and the self-esteem of the head of the family is bursting.

In addition to money, the smithy also distributed a lot of rice, grain, meat, and vegetables. The cheers by the blast furnace almost overturned the mine cart, and everyone was overjoyed, which made Mu Donglai, the person in charge of the blacksmith workshop, very proud.

Of course, his elation was mainly aimed at his wife, Mrs. Wang.

Recently, he has always felt that his status has plummeted.Mrs. Wang and the two maids in the family are not at home from time to time, and they send him and his son to the dining room to work together. Every day, the girls go out at night. Is it plausible? !

If you don't let me ask, just say that you are going to work in the weaving workshop.

It's not like he hasn't seen the loom used in the house before. It's not bad, and the cotton weaves is also soft, but how much can one person produce?How could it be compared to their blacksmiths who burn molten iron, one furnace can almost make two or three weapons?

Mu Donglai held back this breath for a long time.

In the past, he held it back by himself, but later he often went to the new restaurant to make a living, and even found many troubled brothers and sisters.It turns out that the number of men with family members in Wubao who appeared in the new food room recently has increased significantly, and many of them are also accompanied by family boys.

Over time, an alliance of "bad women" was vaguely formed.People from almost every craftsman's house were there, and everyone shared the same hatred. They all pointed the finger at the newly established weaving workshop, waiting to see the jokes of those women.

Some of them were very dissatisfied with Pinghua as the person in charge of the weaving workshop.In terms of seniority, it should be Grandma Qiu, and in terms of contribution, Liu Tong is the most recommended.Pinghua, a girl who just came in, used to be a pig craftsman, how did she become the leader of a craftsman's house after messing around?

Without seniority, and still an outsider, Mo Zong has never let a yellow-haired girl in charge before!

Discussion is discussion, but no one dared to go directly to choke with Ning Juzi.

Now everyone in Mozong has a consensus, that is, there is meat to eat with Juzi, the real meat, the kind that can be swallowed, not the kind that is painted on the sand and splashed with a basin of water Flatbread.

So when Mu Dong came home with his things today, his whole body was swollen. As soon as he entered the door, he yelled into the room, calling the big ya, erya and his wife to come over and carry the things for him.

However, no one responded to him.

His son Muhe came out of the house and jumped up happily when he saw the meat in his hand.

"Father, why is there something delicious today?!"

"Ah."

Mu Donglai nodded reservedly, very satisfied with his son's support.

He looked around, but he didn't see his wife and daughter, so he lowered his head and asked his son.

"Where's your mother and your sister?"

Muhe shook his head.

"do not know."

He thought for a while, then patted his forehead.

"Oh, mother and elder sister are going to work today."

"Scary! I didn't turn my head back after I went to work, what kind of trouble is this!"

Holding his breath, Mu Donglai put the meat and vegetables in his hand on the ground, went into the house, took off his shoes and lay down on the kang.

Xiao Muhe is his father's follower, and they also entered the back room together, asking questions while climbing up the kang.

"Father, shall we eat this meat at night? Or go to Aunt Niu's for dinner?"

"Eat! Why don't you eat? Just eat tonight!"

Mu Donglai cast a glance at his son.

"This is a benefit from our blacksmith workshop. Dad has made a lot of money this year. Did my son see that the blacksmith workshop is the most promising place in the sect!"

"When your mother and your sisters come back, let them burn the meat. The gentlemen have to support the family like this. This is called a pillar."

Mu He seemed to understand but half understood, staring at the piece of meat with both eyes, drooling.

Mu Donglai didn't care about him.He is very excited now, and a little bit excited, and he keeps imagining the astonished expressions of his wife and daughter when they came back.

When the time comes, he won't scold them, but let them judge by themselves, what is a woman's business!

At home, Mu Donglai was eagerly looking forward to his wife and daughter coming back to admit their mistakes, but Mrs. Wang was staring nervously at the big wooden board not far away, holding her two daughters tightly with her fingers, like remedial students waiting for their grades to be announced.

She was a slow learner, and she had been unable to keep up with the progress before. She was even not as dexterous as her second girl, so she was often ridiculed by her men for this reason.

Wang knows that he is not a dexterous person, but his temperament is very resilient. The men are not distracted by sarcasm and sarcasm. When they are in a hurry, they will reply with a few words. Whenever they have the opportunity, they will study their skills at home and practice hard.

Gradually, she even got the hang of it, and began to keep up with the speed of others, and even gradually surpassed it by relying on the stable quality.

In the last statistic, she jumped up to No. 5 in a single leap, which was considered a turnaround, and she was proud.

Today, Juzi distributed money to everyone, and Pinghua pushed the wooden board out again, obviously it was to be settled according to the amount of work done.

Thinking of this, Wang stood up straight and stretched her neck high, for fear of mishearing every word that Team Leader Pinghua said.

"This board was memorized by the big guys. Whoever weaved how many steps and spun how many yarns were written on it. I want to ask everyone, are there any opinions on the numbers on this board?"

Pinghua pointed at the board and said loudly.

All the female workers shook their heads.

No comment.What can I say?Granny Qiu will count for everyone at the end of her shift every day.

"Well."

Pinghua nodded.

"Then let's calculate the money for everyone according to the number on this board. To encourage us, Juzi also approved an extra sum of money. The top ten weavers on this board can get extra rewards. The higher the ranking The more you take, do you have any opinions?"

All the female workers laughed and responded, and some of them couldn't bear the joy in their hearts and clapped their hands desperately, stirring up the atmosphere in the weaving workshop.

No comment!What can I say!Jizi said that it was for rewards, and those who can get rewards depend on their own ability, and they are not as good as they are, and they will be in the top ten next time!

Next, Pinghua began to roll the rolls one by one according to the order on the wooden board and hand out money to everyone.Every time it was sent to a person, she would repeat the workload and monetary rewards, making it hard for people to find out.

When it was sent to Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Wang raised her head and felt that she had never been so beautiful in her life.

She was the one who got the reward. The No.5 reward was a pork leg, which was really heavy including the meat and bones, but Wang didn't care, and carried it on her shoulders, her eyes flushed with excitement.

award!This is an extra reward for good work!Although it can't compare to Pinghua's suite, it is already a remarkable achievement for her, Mrs. Wang!

Thinking about most of her life, she used to think that marrying a man would be the end of her life, and from now on, she could do whatever she wanted!I never thought... I never thought that one day, relying on my own craftsmanship to earn food money and get rewards!

In fact, I was ridiculed by the men in my family before. Don't look at Wang's words, but in fact he has no idea.

She didn't know if the weaving workshop could be set up, if the weaving could be sold, and how much wages these female weavers could get.

But she felt that this was probably the only chance to change her destiny.

The only way to increase your skills and improve your livelihood.

If you miss it, in this life you can only be like my own mother and sisters, serving men at home without complaint, crawling back after being beaten and scolded, not daring to say anything more, because it is the only support that can survive .

Thinking of her elder sister who was tortured to death at a young age, and her younger sister who is still alive and dead, the tears in Wang's eyes became more unbearable and fell down.

Da Ya and Er Ya didn't know why their mother was crying, and they panicked.The two girls grabbed Wang's sleeves and shook them a few times, and timidly asked their mother where she was sad.

"It's okay! Mom is happy!"

Wang patted the heads of the two daughters and wiped their tears-filled faces.

"Mother got the reward, and you all got the wages too. From now on, weave well and save money for yourself!"

"This woman is the most reliable if she can carry herself!"

The two girls seem to understand but half understand, but the joy in the weaving workshop at this moment is firmly engraved in their minds, and they will never forget it until the end of their lives.

After the money was distributed, the three mothers walked home with pig legs and money in their hands. As soon as they entered the door, they heard Mu Donglai's slightly artificial coughing.

"Ahem, zygote, go and see if the three busy people in our family are back."

"It's true, our blacksmith workshop is not so busy..."

Wang didn't talk to the man, anyway, she was in a good mood today, so she didn't care about that old man.

She was just about to carry the pork leg to the kitchen when she saw her son Muhe come out of the room with a piece of pork in his hand.

"Mother! Mother! Look at my father's flesh..."

Before he finished speaking, the child's eyes were glued to the big pig leg in the mother's hand, and he couldn't move away.

"Mom, you are..."

"Oh, you said that."

Mrs. Wang took off the pork leg from her shoulder and swung it around in front of her son.

"This is the reward my mother got in the weaving workshop! Your mother and I ranked first in the amount of weaving last time, and No. 5 was pork leg. If we weave more, the reward will be even better!"

Having said that, Wang pointed to the two daughters behind him.

"You two elder sisters did a good job. Although they didn't rank in the top ten to get the reward, they still earned a lot of money."

"In the future, the four of us will make money, and life will be better and better!"

Xiao Muhe nodded ignorantly, he was still too young to understand what changes would be brought to the family when his elder sister and mother went out to work.

But the logic of children is also very simple.

He looked at the meat in his hand, then at the big pork leg on his mother's shoulder, and suddenly roared into the room.

"father--"

"I'm not going to work in your blacksmith workshop anymore, I'm going to learn weaving from my sister and the others!"

"Weaving makes more money than blacksmithing—"