Sure enough, Liu Chunlai's feeling was right.

People in this era are definitely extremely shrewd people.

No wonder Liu Jiuwa said when she was in Shancheng that all the money was earned by Liu Chunlai and she didn't spend it much, but she dared to spend a lot of money on Liu Chunlai.

With the support of Liu Baye, a hidden rich man who is definitely considered a wealthy man in this era.

Is Liu Jiuwa stupid?

Not stupid.

From the moment Liu Jiuwa knelt down, he placed all his treasure on Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chunlai figured out many things he didn't understand in an instant.

He didn't know much about the gold price of this era, but he also knew that the international gold price dropped significantly in 1983, from a high of $509.25 per ounce to a low of $374.5 per ounce.

It seems that the country has not yet opened up gold trading.

Even at the lowest price, if one ounce is calculated as 28.35 grams, the price of gold is about US$13 per gram.

The current foreign exchange rate is about 191 RMB for 100 U.S. dollars.

The total value of the 27 gold bars in Liu Baye’s hands is more than 330,000!

No wonder Liu Baye dared to let him do it.

"Master Eight is so rich?" What else could Liu Chunlai say?

No wonder some people he once knew who became wealthy in this era seemed to have strong financial strength out of thin air.

"There are more than a thousand people in the Liu family, and each person can't get much. What the Eighth Patriarch wants is a leader who can give everyone a chance to get rich." Liu Jiuwa replied.

Someone happened to be coming down the mountain not far ahead, so he didn't say anything.

"Tian Li? What are you doing in such a hurry?" Liu Chun came and saw that it was Tian Li. She was sweating profusely and her face was red and her neck was thick.

"Sister Cuihua and Tailor Hu are fighting." Tian Li said hurriedly.

"Why?" Liu Chunlai asked anxiously, "Have you finished changing your pants?"

"It's been finished a long time ago. There is no work during this period. Didn't we recruit more than sixty new sewing workers? We are training these days... Tailor Hu has been asking for wages before, especially when he heard that the Eighth Patriarch brought a million

return……"

Tian Li said hurriedly.

Hu Dingyuan didn't get his salary, so he actually wanted to take his pants away?

Liu Chunlai was speechless.

Hastily speeded up.

The wind on the pass was so strong that Liu Chunlai didn't even bother to take a break.

This batch of pants will be sent to Shancheng in the next two days and then transferred to Chengdu.

It was noisy outside the public house.

Many people gathered outside to watch the fun.

"What are you doing? The captain is here!" Liu Jiuwa shouted.

"Liu Chunlai, you came just in time. Your pants have been changed and you have made a lot of money. Where is my salary?" Hu Dingyuan, who had a few bloodstains on his face, saw Liu Chunlai and asked for his salary directly.

As soon as he said this, both the workers in the original garment factory and the newly recruited apprentices looked at Liu Chunlai.

"Now that the production is over, wages must be paid. Tailor Hu, what do you mean?" Liu Chunlai looked at the pants scattered on the ground beside him. Many of them had a lot of mud on them, and some were torn.

Hu Dingyuan didn’t show any fear, “The brigade wants to requisition the land, but my family won’t hand over the land. I guess this garment factory won’t want me, so I’m going to take my salary and leave.”

"Do you really want to leave?" Liu Chunlai looked at him. The other party may have thought that he had no choice.

After all, although Yang Cuihua and others are capable of working, they cannot teach their disciples.

"Why stay? If you don't hand over the land, you will definitely not take up the quota..." Hu Dingyuan felt that with such a commotion, Liu Chunlai would have to beg for help, and his salary would be paid, but the land would not be collected.

Otherwise, how could he have the confidence to make a fuss here?

People who didn't see Liu Jiapo just watched from the side, and no one came up.

"Okay, Uncle Gao Quan, how much was the total salary before?" Liu Chunlai shouted to Xie Gaoquan on the side.

Xie Gaoquan ran over in a hurry.

When Liu Chunlai saw him, he almost laughed.

This old guy is not too hot on a hot day. He actually wears a melon-skin hat on his head that is the same color as his pants, and he is wearing a navy blue homespun gown!

He held a ledger in one hand and a black wooden abacus not much bigger than a palm in the other.

He looks like the accountant of the landlord and old rich man in the Qing Dynasty drama.

It's really hard for him to get this equipment together.

"Captain, the first batch of 156 pieces was produced..."

Open the book and start reading.

Liu Chunlai had no intention of listening, "Just tell me the total number! If I ask from now on, tell me the total number!"

"The processing fee for each pair of pants is 1.5 cents, a total of 6,356 pairs of trousers, and the total processing fee is 953 yuan and 4 cents..." Hu Dingyuan put some saliva on his tongue with his fingers and turned to the back of the ledger.

After Liu Chunlai listened, he made some calculations.

"How many new apprentices have been recruited?" This question was asked to Yang Cuihua.

"67." Yang Cuihua looked at Liu Chunlai puzzled.

"Uncle Gao Quan, please calculate how much their monthly salary is in total?" It's not that Liu Chunlai doesn't know mental arithmetic, but he is about to start the first fire.

Otherwise, there won’t be so much energy wasted on this in the future.

"Spring is here, it's only been 17 days, and it's not time to pay wages." Yang Cuihua was anxious.

Even though I have money, I can't do it like this.

"Everyone is calculated based on one month's salary." Liu Chunlai said coldly.

Xie Gaoquan didn't waste any time, he just put the account book in his left hand, spread it out flat, shook the abacus up and down, and then laid it flat on the account book.

"Seven eight fifty-six, six eight forty-eight..."

While reciting the mantra, the fingers of his right hand quickly moved the beads on the abacus.

Liu Chun was speechless when he saw it.

What's more, the calculator comes out as soon as you press it.

"1206 yuan. Including the previous ones, the total is 2159 yuan." It took a while for Xie Gaoquan to report the number.

"Brother Ninth, go to the Eighth Patriarch and get 3,000 yuan."

As soon as Liu Chunlai finished speaking, Liu Jiuwa ran away like the wind.

Afterwards, Liu Chunlai said to the people around him, "Everyone listen, all the previous wages in the garment factory have been settled today. This garment factory will be the collective industry of the first group of people to invest in land.

.Job opportunities will be given priority to those who have handed over their land, because they need jobs... Therefore, if there are families who are unwilling to hand over their land, we will not force it. Even if it is less than one month, we will pay it one month at a time..."

As soon as Liu Chunlai said this, people in the garment factory and people in Liujiapo who were watching the excitement all started talking about it.

"When spring comes, they haven't been working for a full month!"

"That's right, I don't do much work at ordinary times, and I waste a lot of thread and fabric every day..."

People in Liujiapo were a little dissatisfied.

"I'm not discussing this with anyone. If you have any objections, you don't have to give up!" Liu Chunlai also got angry.

Soon, Liu Jiuwa came over with three large bundles.

Yang Cuihua and Tian Li had already carried an Eight Immortals table to the shade.

"Tailor Hu, are you really quitting?" Liu Chunlai sighed, being the first person to get off the boat.
Chapter completed!