Chapter 342

Nowadays, anything that can be solved with money isn't a problem.

Only 50 people; if our village doesn't have enough, we can call from the neighboring village—people will rush over for 100 yuan each; there's too much idle labor.

This isn't heavy labor; even the women at home can do it.

"Alright, I'll go find people." Ye Guowei said and was about to leave immediately.

"Brother, brother, calm down." Ye Cheng was speechless; his older brother had a habit of wanting to do things alone, but modern society emphasizes teamwork.

"Brother, I'll call Xiao Hu and the others, assign everyone a task so each has something to do, so we don't end up in chaos."

"Huh? Assign work? Then you do it—I can't sort out so many people."

"Don't worry, it's only a few dozen people; assigning tasks will be quick."

Ye Cheng basically already had a plan in mind; even modern company team-building exceeds this number.

Since the younger brother said that, Ye Guowei was happy not to think, just running errands to call people over.

Xiao Hu's family, the Duan family, the Yuan family, Qian Shen's family, plus Ye Guowei's family and Zhang Guafu— the crowd packed into Ye Cheng's place all stared at him.

"This, uncles and aunts, tomorrow my brother's clam farm needs harvesting, so I'm asking you to come over now to help; we'll do it together tomorrow." Ye Cheng first explained his purpose.

Actually, Ye Guowei had already said it on the way; everyone knew why they were there.

"Lao Er, just hurry up and say what we need to do; helping each other is only natural."

"Exactly, we're all neighbors; if you have something, just speak up."

Several families were already close to Ye Cheng, also a community of shared interests, so they naturally supported him.

"A hero needs three helpers; when there's work to do, you still need your own people."

"Let me explain: tomorrow I need about 50 people to help harvest clams, each person gets 100 yuan and three meals; you also need to help me find people." Ye Cheng laid out the terms.

Hearing 100 yuan each plus three meals, the crowd grew uneasy, glancing at each other, unsure whether to refuse or accept.

"Well, Lao Er, we're this close—our Duan family doesn't need it." Duan Chunsheng said.

"Right, right—Xiao Hu has already gained plenty following you; our family can't take it either." Xiao Hu's father also said.

Xiao Hu looked speechlessly at his father, thinking, "Following my brother is just pure freeloading."

Others wanted to speak, but Ye Cheng cut them off.

"This doesn't need discussion—this rate is equal for all; I won't pay you extra, so you shouldn't work for free, but you do need to help me recruit people."

"Don't call the Chen Family first."

Exactly, Ye Cheng just doesn't want to call the Chen Family; why should his money let them earn?

Hearing that the Chen Family wouldn't be called, Ye Guowei frowned,

"A Cheng, if we don't call the Chen Family, we might not get enough 50 people from the others."

Ye Cheng isn't afraid of not enough people; he continued,

"Big brother, if we're short, we can call from the dock, or your coworkers can come too."

"Xiao Hu, call your second uncle too, let him earn something."

"I don't need strong labor; just being able to do some work is fine—it's not that strenuous."

"Gathering seafood for a day would be heavy labor in the city, but in a fishing village it's not considered that; normally you do it anyway, just this time it lasts longer."

Hearing Ye Cheng say that, Ye Guowei had no objection; if the dock workers can't come themselves, we can send our family members—it's also a favor to the workers.

"Also, meals for over fifty people—sister-in-law, Qian Shen, Zhang Guafu, Xiao Hu's mom, Duan Shen, and Aunt Yuan, you six are in charge; breakfast can be casual, lunch and dinner at 20 yuan per person per meal—okay?"

"Twenty? Can't finish it all, A Cheng." Jiang Yunxiang said.

"Exactly, twenty buys several pounds of meat—who could eat that much?"

"When doing physical labor, everyone wants fatty meat; even if you buy lean meat, nobody wants it."

The aunts chatted on and on, but they actually made sense.

"Alright, anyway you handle the arrangements—today go buy meat and veggies, also prepare pots, bowls, utensils, etc.; then have some wine ready, pick it up from Li Quezi."

"Then there's the remaining grouping matter." Ye Cheng looked at the other few men.

"We'll split into five teams tomorrow: big brother's team, Xiao Hu's team, Duan Shu's team, Duan Yong's team, Yuan Jiansheng's team; each of you leads a team. Big brother will divide the tidal flats into five zones tonight, and tomorrow at 5 a. m. we'll start work in our respective teams."

"Okay!"

Ye Cheng's division was detailed and clear; one hearing and you understand.

Basically that's it; the remaining things Ye Cheng still has to do himself.

He checked the time—it was already 4 p. m.; he needed to hurry.

"Alright, everyone go your separate ways; also, if anyone has a tricycle or handcart at home, contribute it tomorrow."

After sending everyone off to work, Ye Cheng rode out on his motorcycle.

He still needed to find one person.

Someone to guarantee his back.

The next day, early morning, Chen Jinhai was still asleep when he felt the village was a bit noisy; he got up and checked his watch—it was before 5.

"What the hell, why work so early? The whole village is going out to sea."

After cursing, he lay back down and slept again.

However, the outside was noisy all day, making him sleep poorly; he got up around 6:10, grabbed a quick bite of breakfast, and wandered out.

He wanted to see what the heck was going on so early.

He followed the sound to the seaside; upon reaching the village entrance, he looked.

He was straight-up stunned!

Holy shit!

So many people?

Could the village have some big incident again?

He hurriedly walked two steps, came under the big tree, where several members of the Chen family's main branch were already standing, all just standing there watching.

"What are they doing?" Chen Jinhai asked.

Chen Jinli glanced at him, saying sourly,

"What? The Ye family's clams can be sold; today they've gathered several dozen people to harvest them together."

"Looking at the scale, there are quite a few clams."

Chen Jinli finished speaking, Chen Jinhai's other cousin Chen Jinfa then added,

"They pay 100 a day and provide meals, but they don't want anyone from our Chen family."

After saying that, Chen Jinfa looked resentfully at the seaside, feeling really stifled.

Upon hearing that they didn't want the Chen family, Chen Jinhai's face instantly sank.

This Ye Cheng did it on purpose.

They're all from the same village; they called everyone else but not the Chen family—this is clearly intentional to slap the Chen family's face.

Chen Jinshui was also there today; he gets along better with Ye Cheng anyway, and isn't particularly interested in money.

"Jinhai, I've said before, sometimes it's fine not to be village chief; it's really unnecessary."