In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 415 Miniature

The people's complaints obviously couldn't influence Chenjia Village's decision. As the line moved forward, Chen Gou and Su Qiaoxi wrote down more and more names. Finally, when it was a lean man's turn, Chen Gou made a stop gesture and said, "Stop, we've already recruited enough people!"

"what?"

The lean man stood there, stunned, while the people behind him also looked annoyed.

"So the recruitment is complete already?"

"I came to queue up early this morning, but I still couldn't get a turn!"

"Damn it, what a missed opportunity!"

"If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I'll be able to find a job like this again."

"..."

The crowd beat their chests in frustration, regretting that they hadn't arrived sooner. Of course, they didn't dare cause trouble in Chenjia Village, since it was different from other places. If they caused trouble here, the Chenjia Village guards would arrive in no time to teach them a lesson.

Therefore, they soon left dejectedly and went to other parts of Chenjia Village to see if they could find work with outside merchants.

"Gou Ge'er!"

A man who had successfully registered watched the departing crowd, feeling relieved, and asked Chen Gou, "How long do we have to wait?"

"They've arrived!"

Chen Gou looked towards the residential area and saw Chen Lian and Chen Hou coming together.

"Gou-ge'er, Qiao-xi-guniang!"

After greeting Chen Gou and Su Qiaoxi, Chen Lian walked up to the group of women and said, "There are three types of jobs in the village that require women: taking care of chickens, ducks, pigs and cattle, doing farm work, and working in the garment factory doing needlework. Those who want to do the first type of job, stand to my left; those who want to do the second type, stand in the middle; and those who want to do the third type, stand to my right."

As soon as Chen Lian finished speaking, the women exchanged glances and made their own choices.

"I'd rather go back to farm work!"

"Me too."

"How do you take care of chickens and ducks? Is it difficult?"

"I think a garment factory would be better! I know how to sew."

"Working in a garment factory should be easier than farm work, so I choose the garment factory!"

"..."

Soon, the 300 women were divided into three groups, standing on Chen Lian's left, center, and right.

After a moment of contemplation, An Hong, standing in the crowd, ultimately chose to stand on the right.

She had done farm work when she was young, but after years of selling her smiles in brothels, her farming skills had become rusty. However, she was very good at needlework because she could also do needlework in brothels, making her very suitable for working in a garment factory.

Chen Lian estimated the number of people. There were relatively few people on the left, who were willing to take care of the chickens and ducks, about 50 people. The largest number of people were in the middle, about 150 people. The last group to choose the garment factory numbered about 100 people.

This actually reflects the mentality of these women to some extent. In an agricultural country like Xia, even women are very familiar with farming. In addition to farming, most women are also skilled in needlework. Therefore, these 300 women chose the field they were most familiar with first.

As for taking care of chickens and ducks, the women didn't know how, so they instinctively didn't want to choose this job.

"Let's bring fifty more people from the left!"

Chen Lian thought for a moment and said to everyone, "Don't worry, taking care of chickens and ducks is not difficult. In fact, it's easier than farming, and the pay is the same as farm work!"

Upon hearing this, the women were moved and, after pausing for a moment, fifty of them walked to the left.

Seeing this, Chen Lian nodded in satisfaction: "Come with me!"

So Chen Lian took these three hundred women away and began to assign them work.

One hundred of them were assigned to the farmland and managed by the village chief, Chen He.

Another hundred people were assigned to chicken farms, duck farms, pig pens, and cowsheds, where they were led by the women from Chenjia Village who were originally in charge of raising livestock.

The remaining one hundred people were taken by Chen Lian to the newly built garment factory in Chenjia Village.

The garment factory is a building that occupies a considerable area. Upon entering the factory, one sees no partitions except for pillars. The large interior space is neatly arranged with tables and chairs, forming workstations. The women of Chenjia Village are sitting at their workstations, diligently sewing clothes and trousers.

Although winter has passed, the clothes produced by Chenjiacun Garment Factory are still selling very well.

Because there were no ready-made clothes for sale in the Xia Kingdom, most people could only buy cloth to take home, and then the women in their families would cut and sew it to make it into wearable clothes.

In this situation, the ready-made clothes produced in Chenjia Village were naturally very attractive to the people. After all, buying ready-made clothes saved the women in the family a lot of time and energy. Moreover, because the Chenjia Village Garment Factory was relatively large, the ready-made clothes produced were not too expensive. Some people with some spare money were more willing to buy ready-made clothes.

In fact, many fabric shops imitating Chenjia Village have appeared in the county town, selling ready-made clothes. However, their scale is obviously not comparable to that of Chenjia Village, and their reputation is far inferior. Therefore, although their sales are not bad, they cannot take away too much business from Chenjia Village's garment factories.

"This will be your workplace from now on!"

Chen Lian pointed to the many empty workstations and said, "Our garment factory mainly makes ready-made garments. We cut and sew the fabrics we buy from the village into clothes and pants..."

After Chen Lian's introduction, everyone had a better understanding of their tasks. Soon, under Chen Lian's guidance, they sat down at their respective workstations and began their work.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was afternoon, time to get off work.

An Hong rubbed her dry eyes and looked at the clothes in the bamboo basket at her feet, a sense of accomplishment welling up inside her.

The sense of accomplishment from sewing clothes from bolts of cloth by hand is indescribable. Of course, what makes An Hong happiest is that these clothes can be sold for money, and the factory will then have money to pay their wages!

"An Hong, we should go!"

At the next workstation, a woman shouted at An Hong.

An Hong nodded, then got up and walked out of the garment factory with the woman.

Looking at the dim sun in the sky, and then back at the garment factory behind her, Chen Lian smiled. She could finally support herself with her own abilities and no longer needed to think about returning to the brothel to sell herself.

"Aunt Zhang, shouldn't we rent a house in Chenjia Village and stay here?"

"Yes, we can ask around during our lunch break tomorrow."

"Ok."

An Hong and a woman named Aunt Zhang walked out of Chenjia Village together, their faces full of relaxed smiles, as if they had been relieved of their burdens.

The emergence of Chenjia Village changed the fate of countless people. An Hong and Aunt Zhang are just a microcosm of this phenomenon. Like them, there are countless others whose lives were changed because of Chenjia Village.