The pen writes of a bountiful year.

Chapter 110 Li Qingfeng's Thoughts

Li Qingfeng kept looking at Pan Xiaolian beside him, unable to speak for a long time.

"What's wrong? Is it too difficult?"

Seeing Li Qingfeng staring at her, she didn't react for a long time.

Fortunately, at this moment, Li Qingfeng suddenly laughed.

Looking at Pan Xiaolian, he said excitedly, "Aunt Pan, I've thought of a way. We can pay them the same price as ordinary casual labor in the village!"

"Look, they usually go to the black mines or small factories in town for work, earning about 100 yuan a day."

Hearing his words, Pan Xiaolian couldn't help but nod. It was indeed that price, and it seemed Li Qingfeng had researched it thoroughly.

"Then what's next?" she asked again.

"It's very simple!"

"We are in the village, so the distance is very close, and it's just ordinary farm work. They can definitely do it. In this way, we can set the price a bit lower, maybe 60 yuan a day, and they'll accept it!"

"Sixty yuan? Qingfeng, isn't that a bit too low?"

Hearing Li Qingfeng's words, Pan Xiaolian immediately exclaimed in surprise. She never expected Li Qingfeng to offer such a low price.

She couldn't help but shake her head directly, disagreeing with Li Qingfeng.

However, Li Qingfeng then provided an explanation for this price. If they went to work in the black mines, first of all, they would have to pay the mine 20 yuan per day for passage.

Then, they ate lunch there, so the remaining money would be around 70 yuan.

If they went to the small factory in town, lunch was provided there, but the distance was a bit far, and they needed to take a taxi themselves.

The taxi fare was 10 yuan per person, but that was for a round trip, so the daily transportation cost was 20 yuan. This way, they would have about 80 yuan left.

However, the food in the small factory in town wasn't very good, and the portions were small, so they all needed to buy their own lunch to fill their stomachs.

When it was all calculated, whether they worked at the mine or in town, they would have about 60 to 70 yuan left per day.

"Aunt Pan, now look at our 60 yuan wage. Isn't it quite high?"

Pan Xiaolian fell silent. She vaguely felt that what Li Qingfeng was saying made a lot of sense.

Indeed, in terms of wages, the price they offered wasn't high, but considering other factors, this was definitely the best job.

"Qingfeng, this price is absolutely acceptable. But what about their lunch, how do you plan to arrange it?"

Pan Xiaolian finally nodded, agreeing with his idea. Of course, she still raised her question about the workers' lunch.

Hearing this, the smile on Li Qingfeng's lips deepened.

He might not be confident in other things, but when it came to lunch, he could offer 100% sincerity to repay the villagers who helped him clear the barren mountains.

"Aunt Pan, I've already thought about it. I want them to eat meat every lunch, and in generous portions!"

"You want to give them meat for lunch every meal? Isn't that going to be too expensive?"

Hearing this, Pan Xiaolian said with concern.

Actually, she didn't have much objection to Li Qingfeng's idea of giving the workers meat, but similarly, the cost would increase.

After all, it wasn't for just one person. Many villagers would come here, so the catering would definitely be a major issue.

"Aunt Pan, we can earn a little less, but we absolutely cannot mistreat these villagers!"

"Because Aunt Pan, haven't you thought about it? If we develop better in the future, these villagers will help us expand these medicinal herb bases, and our Mopan Gou Village will become even better!"

Li Qingfeng said something thought-provoking to Pan Xiaolian, which made her stand there stunned.

To be honest, she didn't have such grand ambitions. She simply wanted to develop the clinic better, and establishing this medicinal herb base was also for the better development of traditional Chinese medicine.

This was a very grand concept.

"But if we only plant Cistanche deserticola, or add some Honeysuckle, can we really develop to that point?"

Hearing Pan Xiaolian's slightly unconfident voice, Li Qingfeng directly reached out and patted her shoulder, saying confidently to Pan Xiaolian.

"Aunt Pan, you have to believe me, and you have to believe in yourself. We can definitely do it!"

"Isn't it just a small goal! We can work hard together."

Li Qingfeng suddenly declared grandly, which even stunned Pan Xiaolian.

Looking at Li Qingfeng in front of her, she felt that he had truly grown up and could now carry the entire clinic by himself.

"Believe him! The clinic can truly be handed over to him from now on..."

Pan Xiaolian thought to herself and nodded, agreeing to all his methods.

Seeing that the Pan Xiaolian he had always trusted finally believed him, Li Qingfeng's excitement was indescribable.

"Then Aunt Pan, I'll go to the village committee to borrow the broadcast and announce this matter!"

Saying that, he was about to run out.

Fortunately, Pan Xiaolian from behind stopped him.

"Hey Qingfeng, wait a moment, you're too hasty!"

"What's wrong, Aunt Pan?" Li Qingfeng asked, confused.

"You just swindled so much money from the village chief Shan Feiyang. Now you're going to the village committee for his help. Do you think he will help you?"

"And if he finds out that you're planning such a large-scale operation, he'll definitely try to trip you up!"

Pan Xiaolian said with certainty.

Having lived in Mopan Gou Village for so many years, she understood this village chief Shan Feiyang too well.

This guy was wicked in every way, not a good person at all.

"Then Aunt Pan, what should I do?"

"If we want to recruit people, we have to publicize it, right? If no one knows, how can anyone come here!"

Li Qingfeng said helplessly to Pan Xiaolian in front of him.

At this point, Li Qingfeng was finally a little helpless and could only look at Pan Xiaolian.

As expected, when she saw his gaze, Pan Xiaolian smiled gently and said directly, "Alright, don't worry, leave it to me!"