Courtyard House: Starting in a Ceramics Factory

Chapter 120: They actually paid out so much money!

Li Feng didn't know how much his salary was, but it was definitely much more than Qian Fusheng's.

After all, Qian Fusheng is currently earning an apprentice's salary, which is 27.5 yuan. However, Qian Fusheng is very unhappy that he can only earn 27.5 yuan.

But that's normal.

Who wouldn't want a higher salary?

At this point, they were quite curious about how much Li Feng earned.

After all, Li Feng is already a level three painter.

Their salaries had been adjusted to the corresponding 40 yuan, and with performance bonuses included, they all naturally assumed that Li Feng's salary was higher than theirs.

So the group of them just waited there for Li Feng to pay their wages.

Li Feng was also helpless about this.

But it doesn’t matter.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Li Feng finally received the envelope containing his salary.

When they saw the bulging envelope in Li Feng's hand, they were all surprised.

"It's so thick!"

"Could it be that they're all one-cent coins?"

"I don't think so."

"I don't think it's necessary. It's not like the factory doesn't have ten-yuan bills."

While they were discussing it, Li Feng directly opened his envelope to see how much money was inside.

When Li Feng opened it, he found that it was almost entirely filled with ten-yuan bills.

This also greatly surprised Li Feng.

They were all shocked when they saw so many ten-yuan bills in Li Feng's envelope.

At this moment, Qian Fusheng suddenly spoke up.

"So many!"

"It looks like it must be close to two hundred..."

After hearing Qian Fusheng's words, Zhou Jianjun and Wang Liu nodded in agreement.

"I feel about the same way."

After they finished speaking, they said to Li Feng together.

"Count how many there are."

Li Feng nodded, then found a corner and started counting the money.

After Li Feng finished counting, he realized that the factory had actually given him 170 yuan.

This greatly shocked Li Feng.

If we calculate based on my salary of forty yuan for a third-level painter, then I painted 30 pieces of porcelain this month, which would be sixty yuan.

Including the basic salary, it's about one hundred yuan.

And this seventy yuan?
Could it be the money for those two porcelain plaques that were used for the task?

At this moment, Li Feng couldn't help but think of a problem: if you don't count the two task porcelain plates, then his salary would be only one hundred yuan.

Li Feng was thinking about these issues.

Qian Fusheng asked Li Feng somewhat impatiently.

"brother".

"How many did you send?"

Li Feng hesitated for a moment, then answered them directly.

"One hundred and seventy".

When they heard about Li Feng's salary, they were all stunned.

So they couldn't help but look at Li Feng in surprise.

One hundred and seventy?

"Did I hear that right?"

"My God!"

"You actually sent 170 yuan."

"They're almost as good as the master chefs."

At this moment, Li Feng also shook his head and said.

"Although I expected to receive 100, I didn't expect to receive so much. This has exceeded my expectations."

At this point, Zhou Jianjun began to analyze the situation for Li Feng.

"The extra portion should be the money you paid for drawing those task porcelain plates."

Zhou Jianjun's father was Director Zhou of the porcelain painting workshop, so he understood some of this.

So he began to explain to Li Feng.

"If a big task comes from above, there will usually be a bonus if an individual completes it independently."

Li Feng nodded and said.

"So that's how it is."

Wang Liu and Qian Fusheng also suddenly realized.

"No wonder you made so much money all at once."

What they didn't know was that if Li Feng only drew those two-yuan performance bonuses, he could probably earn around one hundred and thirty or forty yuan.

Although it's still not as good as my current salary.

But he's still quite an amazing person. On one hand, Li Feng paints porcelain very quickly, and on the other hand, the prize money is too high.

If it were any other level-three painter, they certainly wouldn't be paid the same salary as Li Feng.

For other level three drawing skills, breaking 100 is already quite good.

However, according to Zhou Jianjun's knowledge, very few people break the 100 mark.

So Zhou Jianjun said directly that Li Feng's salary was almost catching up with that of the master chef.

However, to be honest, master chefs earn a basic salary of almost 80 or 90 yuan.

If performance bonuses are included, it's normal to earn over 200 a month, and sometimes even over 300 when things get busy.

This is the salary for special jobs, according to what Li Feng knows.

Decades later, when the average monthly wage was still just over a thousand, porcelain workers were earning over ten thousand.

This is the difference.

of course!

Although their salaries are high, the entry requirements are also high.

First, you have to learn from a master for several years, and you don't get a single penny while you're learning.

Some may even have to pay out of pocket.

But if you learn it, your salary will be higher.

Otherwise, so many people wouldn't want to learn it.

Li Feng was lucky; in this era, he was a paid apprentice.

If I weren't in this industry, how could I possibly earn so much money?

This is why Li Feng was lucky.

If it were any other job, Li Feng's salary would definitely not be this high.

Since I've already given them 170, I definitely have to treat them to a meal.

So Li Feng addressed the group directly.

"It's my treat today."

"Let's go to a restaurant later."

At this moment, Qian Fusheng asked Li Feng with a delighted expression.

"Go to Lao Mo?"

Li Feng stared wide-eyed at Qian Fusheng and said.

"Although I receive a relatively high salary."

"But going to Old Mo once will cost at least thirty yuan."

"Do you think I'm some rich landlord?"

Wang Liu nodded in agreement.

"I've never been to Lao Mo. I heard that a meal there costs at least eight or nine dollars."

Zhou Jianjun took a deep breath and said.

"Old Mo is too expensive."

"The last blind date I went on was with Lao Mo."

"It cost me over twenty yuan."

"It breaks my heart."

At this point, Wang Liu asked Zhou Jianjun with some curiosity.

"So, did you succeed?"

Zhou Jianjun shook his head helplessly.

"Of course it didn't work out."

"If it works out, I won't feel so heartbroken."

"That's over twenty years old."

"What I could spend more than a month on, I could use up in one night."

Qian Fusheng asked Zhou Jianjun with some curiosity.

"Is that woman pretty?"

After hearing Qian Fusheng's words, Zhou Jianjun thought about them carefully, then nodded to Qian Fusheng.

"It looks quite nice."

Li Feng spoke up at this moment.

"It's so hard to become a female soldier these days. To become a female soldier, you either need to have a special skill or be good-looking."

"How many of the women who become female soldiers are unattractive?"

After hearing Li Feng's words, Zhou Jianjun nodded and agreed wholeheartedly.

"That makes perfect sense."

"The guy I went on a blind date with before, I think he was from the sanitation team."

Li Feng sighed.

"Why don't you check if we have any suitable ones in our factory?"

"Actually, there are quite a few people in our filling workshop who like you."

Zhou Jianjun said with some helplessness.

"My dad won't allow it."

(End of this chapter)