Everyone present, except for the informed Cheng Hao and Ling Dong, was shocked beyond belief.
Nianhua had not calculated the details before, but when he heard the price, he too was extremely shocked.
Nian’an had calculated it, yet when he actually heard the price, his heart skipped a beat.
"However, the costs are not small," Yicheng explained.
Wu Meili and Uncle Jiang took the initiative to leave because they had other things to do—they preferred not to listen to these matters.
When Yicheng and others entered the factory, Nianhua handed over the account books from the previous month; one for warehouse stock and another for purchases made, all clearly recorded in neat handwriting.
Just then, everyone calculated the accounts and, after deducting the costs, Wu Meili, Uncle Jiang’s, and Cheng Hao’s salaries, they achieved a profit of 2,500 yuan.
Of course, Ji Ying and Zhou He’s salaries needed to be accounted for as well.
What does 2,500 yuan represent?
It’s the amount that others might not earn in several years.
"Am I not dreaming?" Ji Ying looked at her daughter Nianhua.
She felt uneasy as if she was in a dream!
She had only hoped to earn around a hundred or eighty yuan; now they were telling her she earned 2500?
Although only 40% of it was theirs, that 40% was still a significant amount.
"You’re not dreaming, this is all real," Nianhua also said with a broad smile.
"This time, let’s first distribute a thousand yuan. With the rest, we will buy more chili peppers, chili sauce bottles, and labels," Yicheng handed over all the money to Ji Ying.
Aside from a passbook, there was also four hundred yuan in cash. He said, "I have already taken my sixty percent; the rest is yours. The money in the passbook will be used to buy raw materials, and I think we need to expand our workforce."
If the two thousand bottles of chili sauce were well-received, they would soon receive more orders; their small team definitely would not be enough.
"Right, we need to hire more people," Nianhua looked at the money and thought about the fact that the house was now debt-free; this money could be saved for future house building.
Ji Ying, holding the four hundred yuan, still felt as if she was dreaming; she subconsciously looked towards her children.
"Mom, we will improve our chili sauce, earn even more money, then Yicheng brother won’t have to bear losses," Nian’an said, considering the agreement had been clear and the accounts were tidy, it was only right to accept the money.
"Yes, we need to do even better,"
Ji Ying confidently said, "The Yao family, Xu Yuchun’s family, and the Cai family all have good relations with us. I’ll ask them first if they’re willing to come work. However, about the salary..."
"Of course, it should be the same as Aunt Wu," Nianhua interjected with a smile: "Aunt Wu earns forty yuan a month; Aunt Cai, Aunt Xu, and Aunt Yao will also earn forty a month."
"Exactly," Yicheng also nodded in agreement; since it was the same job, the salary would naturally be the same.
Ji Ying was thrilled at the thought; they would definitely be pleased to know.
Ji Ying anxiously brought the money home, feeling much more at ease. As for the passbook, it was in Nian’an’s possession, well hidden.
"That’s great." Ji Ying was so happy she even sang while cooking.