453 Dislike the East, Dislike the West

"Just washing ferns, as long as there is some wage, there would be plenty of people in the village willing to do it." The speaker was Old Zhang, who had just come out of the bedroom.

"Old Zhang..." Su Qingyue saw him and quickly stood up politely.

"Wife of the Xiao Family, no rush..." he said courteously, "Just stay seated."

"I've been saying, you two could just call me Qingyue, or Yue'er."

"Alright, alright..." Aunt Zhang called out, "Qingyue, how many people are you planning to hire for work?"

"About ten." She asked, "How much is the daily wage typically?"

"Just washing vegetables. Money ain't easily earned." Aunt Zhang said, "There are people in the village who work as waiters in Liuan Town, which is 300 miles away from the town, for a monthly wage of 300 cents, or about ten cents a day. Offering ten cents a day would be more than enough."