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Chapter 364 Registration Site

"Brother, you were right! All that duck down we've been saving can actually be turned into cash!" The young man beamed, unable to hide his excitement.

"Of course! Don't you know who your brother is?" The older man's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile, his tone tinged with arrogance.

There's an interesting story behind these duck down pieces.

It turned out that the reason his family had so much duck down was entirely accidental. One day, while he was working, he overheard a merchant caravan from the capital chatting, and someone mentioned that duck down could actually be sold for money. This news was an incredible surprise to him.

He couldn't wait to get home and tell his family the good news.

So why do they have so much duck down? The reason is quite simple: they raise a lot of ducks, which are mainly supplied to restaurants. Furthermore, they clean the ducks at home before sending them to the restaurants.

However, there was a little incident. The reason he came out to work was because he simply couldn't bear the sight of ducks being slaughtered. Whenever he heard the ducks' pitiful "quack quack quack," his heart ached, and he wished he could immediately tell his father and brother to release the ducks.

However, his ideas were not understood or supported by his family. In the end, he was kicked out by his father, and he had no choice but to work for others to pass the time, while also earning a small income, killing two birds with one stone.

Actually, this might not be such a bad thing. At least he doesn't have to endure that pitiful "ga ga ga" sound anymore.

Speaking of which, we really have to thank him for coming out to work. Otherwise, their duck feathers would probably still be thrown directly into the latrine, just like before.

Back then, when he excitedly ran home to tell everyone that duck down could be sold for money, no one believed him. After all, at that time, people had no concept of the value of duck down.

However, he insisted on the information he had heard. Moreover, since duck down doesn't spoil easily, even if it couldn't be sold immediately, there wouldn't be a significant loss. So, after his repeated insistence, the family finally decided to keep the duck down.

Of course, they weren't the only ones doing this. In fact, other families also kept the down. After all, he wasn't the only one working away from home; other families also had members working in the city, and they could hear news about the capital from them.

At this very moment, a long queue had formed in front of the shop that needed to hire female workers.

Don't be fooled by how orderly this team looks now; in reality, it was a complete mess at the beginning, almost like a vegetable market.

If it weren't for Canglan Jingyao at Jiyaotang being unable to bear the buzzing noise and sending someone over to deal with it, this place would probably still be in complete chaos!

The person who came to handle the matter was extremely arrogant and left no room for negotiation. He coldly said, "If you want to register, then line up obediently and stop whining here. Otherwise, get lost and go somewhere cool!"

The person in charge of recruitment said the same thing, but the effect was completely different. This wasn't because there was anything wrong with his tone of voice, but mainly because of his own shortcomings—he lacked the necessary presence.

"Name," the recruiter asked mechanically.

“Cao Erhua,” Cao Erhua answered crisply.

"Where are you from?" the recruiter continued to ask.

“From Sanhua Village.” Cao Erhua’s voice was loud.

"Can you sew clothes?" The recruiter suddenly raised his voice, seemingly trying to intimidate Cao Erhua. "You'd better tell the truth, because once you start working, if you can't make them, or if you don't do them well, it won't just be a matter of being fired; your wages will also be deducted!"

Hearing this, Cao Erhua was not frightened at all. Instead, she replied with a smile, "Of course I can make clothes. All the clothes in my house are made by me!"

Upon seeing this, the person in charge of recruitment quickly picked up a pen and jotted it down in his notebook. Then, without looking up, he casually said, "Okay, next one."

Hearing this, Cao Sanhua felt anxious and asked eagerly, "Sir, may I ask when we can start work?"

The person in charge of recruitment seemed to be used to such questions. He didn't even look up, and simply replied, "Come here to assemble at Chenshi (7-9 AM) three days from now."

Cao Sanhua felt a little more at ease after receiving a clear answer, but she still couldn't help but ask again, "Is it that simple? Isn't there anything else we need to do?"

The person in charge looked up impatiently, glared at Cao Sanhua, and said, "Next."

Seeing this, Cao Sanhua knew she couldn't waste any more time, so she turned around and stepped aside.

However, the people behind her couldn't wait any longer. Seeing that Cao Sanhua was still dawdling, they hurriedly reached out and pulled her aside, then quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the recruiter.

Cao Sanhua was about to hesitate for a moment, but when she saw the size of the man shoving her, she immediately became obedient and moved aside.

The person in charge of recruitment glanced at the large woman in front of him and asked expressionlessly, "Name?"

The plump woman replied gruffly, "Fatty."

The person in charge frowned and continued to ask, "What is your full name?"

Fatty looked blank, clearly not understanding what "real name" meant. She looked at the person in charge with a puzzled expression and said, "Real name? What is a real name? My name is Fatty, Sun Fatty."

"You can make clothes?" The person in charge looked at the plump girl in front of him with suspicion, his tone revealing a hint of distrust.

Sun Pangya felt a little flustered when he asked her that, but she quickly replied, "No, but my sister can. Her name is Sun Xianglan, and she's amazing at making clothes!"

The person in charge was clearly not satisfied with this answer. He frowned and continued to press, "Oh? Which village are you from?"

Sun Pangya quickly replied, "From Sunjia Village, our whole village is surnamed Sun."

Upon hearing this, the person in charge's expression softened slightly. He picked up a pen, crossed out Sun Pangya's name, and then rewrote Sun Xianglan's information.

"Okay, have your sister come here to assemble at Chenshi (7-9 AM) tomorrow," the person in charge said expressionlessly.

"Okay!" Sun Pangya breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded in agreement.

Before the person in charge could say anything more, Sun Pangya ran off like a gust of wind, shouting as she ran, "Sister, I've signed you up!"