Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

You can rest assured about the people on Lao Zheng's side; they are all disabled veterans or their descendants whom he has personally investigated.

When she arrived next to the movie theater, the area was much more lively than before, with many more stalls—selling roasted sweet potatoes, tea eggs, melon seeds and fried beans, and soda, with people coming and going.

Next door is her shop. After being renovated by Old Wang, the shop has a sign that reads "Bincheng Disabled Veterans Mutual Aid Foundation" hanging above the door. Inside, the walls are painted white, the floor is paved with cement, and there are several desks and filing cabinets. In the middle is a long conference table that can seat about ten people. Behind the curtain, there are two small rooms, each with a bed, for the convenience of being on duty or taking a short rest.

Several reserved young people sat around the conference table.

Old Zheng was pouring water for them when he saw Su Wanqing arrive. He immediately greeted her with a smile, "Wanqing's here?"

Su Wanqing responded with a smile, "They're here. These must be the people you were talking about?"

The four young men immediately stood up.

Old Zheng introduced her, saying, "This is Xiao Liu, the daughter of Old Liu from our farm. She didn't go to work at the factory before because she was taking care of her father. Now that her father is guarding the gate at your farm, she has some free time and wanted to find a job. You can rest assured about her character; she has taken care of her father for seven or eight years, no doubt about it."

Xiao Liu immediately said, "Dr. Su, don't worry, I will definitely do my job well. I don't care about the amount of money, as long as I have something to eat."

Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "I'm recruiting regular workers, and the benefits and treatment are on par with the factory. Orders are tight right now, so we'll need to work overtime, but don't worry about the pay. At the oyster mushroom cultivation base, workers doing ordinary work earn 30 yuan a month, while those doing mycelium work earn 32 yuan."

There are subsidies and benefits during holidays, as long as you are hardworking and conscientious. However, let me make this clear: we don't support idlers here, and we don't tolerate petty theft or disloyalty. If anyone breaks the rules, don't blame me for being ruthless.

After Su Wanqing finished speaking, everyone else looked shocked.

The salary was higher than they expected, higher than that of ordinary factories. Although it wasn't a guaranteed job, it was close, and the benefits were so good—what was the difference between this and a guaranteed job?

Several people immediately patted their chests and promised to do a good job.

Afterwards, Lao Zheng introduced Su Wanqing to several other young people.

"This is Erhanzi, that's what we all call him. He's incredibly strong, but he also has a huge appetite. His father died while aiding foreign countries, his brother was injured and had his leg amputated and is bedridden, and there's also his elderly mother at home. Over the years, he's been taking care of her like both a son and a daughter. He's also a good worker. Just assign him the dirty, hard, and tiring jobs, and pay him a higher wage."

Erhanzi, a tall and burly man, grinned and thumped his chest loudly: "Just order me around. I can do the work of three people. I'm very strong. Just pay me the same amount of money. I just need to eat more so I can have enough to eat."

Su Wanqing looked at the man who was nearly two meters tall when he stood up and nodded.

This guy's size is perfect for being a bodyguard or driver in the future, but cars aren't common yet, so we'll see later.

"I have high hopes for you, Erhanzi. With your size... well, start by mixing feed additives at the planting base. There are a lot of orders right now, and just mixing the additives requires a lot of physical labor every day. There's overtime pay, and the more you do, the more you earn. Your starting salary is the same as everyone else's, 30 yuan, but if you work hard, earning 50 or 60 yuan a month shouldn't be a problem."

Fifty or sixty yuan was a high salary in those days; it was a salary that only an eighth-grade worker could earn.

However, in a few years there will be more private business owners, money will inflate, and everyone's wages will gradually increase, but right now, it is definitely a high income.

Erhanzi grinned憨厚ly and said, "I'll definitely work hard; I have inexhaustible strength!"

The remaining two young people were both women, and Su Wanqing arranged for them to collect mycelium at the planting base.

"Okay, Uncle Zheng, thank you. Please continue to help me find some reliable people. The oyster mushroom base is still short-staffed, we need at least ten more, and the breeding farm also needs people," Su Wanqing instructed.

Old Zheng shook his head with a wry smile: "Alright, I know some old comrades who are struggling financially. I'll go find them right away. Once I find them, I'll have to do some background checks; I can't just introduce them off the hook. You'll have to wait for news in a couple of days."

Although Lao Zheng doesn't want a salary, Su Wanqing decided that she would definitely give him a share of bonuses and goodies during holidays because of his responsible attitude.

Su Wanqing led the group to the oyster mushroom cultivation base, where they would begin their shift today.

Once you arrive at the cannery, walk a few more steps, and you'll see a huge warehouse next to it with a sign that reads "Gu Xiang Yuan Oyster Mushroom Cultivation Base".

People were coming and going at the entrance of the base. Some were carrying bags of auxiliary materials in, some were pushing carts to deliver mushroom bags out, and several workers were squatting on the ground washing mushroom baskets. Next to them were piles of cottonseed hulls and corn cobs, creating a bustling scene.

Su Wanqing waved her hand: "Aunt Wang, I've brought four new people over. Could you help them distribute work clothes and tools, and give them some training? Let them start helping out today, and they'll be able to get started tomorrow. By the way, have the masks we ordered arrived yet? We need to make sure every worker wears one, so they don't inhale the spores and get lung disease."

Previously, when cultivating mycelium, Su Wanqing wore cotton cloth filter masks that she made herself. But now that there are more people, she can't do that anymore. Instead, she has to wear specially made masks. Otherwise, if the mushroom spores enter the lungs, it can cause serious illness.

"We needed a lot of those masks, and we wanted the best ones, which were also expensive. Of course, they made them all for us, and now everyone is wearing masks." Aunt Wang wiped her sweat and was directing two newcomers to plant mycelium, disinfecting and bagging the masks, keeping them very busy.

Seeing four people arrive, his eyes lit up: "Four more? Great! Now we can catch up on our orders. Guo Mingyuan will be able to bring over another batch of auxiliary materials this afternoon."

After Su Wanqing finished handing over the work, Chen Xiuer excitedly came over with the account book: "Dr. Su, I'd like to report to you on the current operation of the oyster mushroom farm and the problems we've encountered. Mom, come and listen too, let's have a little meeting."

Since there was only one large plantation area and no office, Su Wanqing could only find the cannery's canteen to sit down and hold a simple little meeting.

After finally managing to sit down and rest for a while while holding her baby, Aunt Wang took off the baby's little mask to let it breathe. She was also quite curious about how much money she had made after selling for so many days.

Chen Xiuer said, "The first thing is that, including the four new employees, we now have a total of 16 employees."

The basic salary of employees is determined by their level: 30 yuan per month for ordinary workers and 32 yuan per month for skilled workers.