Xiaocui was stunned for a moment; she also stopped eating sunflower seeds, staring blankly at Shen Mianmian.
It took her a while before she said, "But I don't know how to make bamboo baskets."
To be honest, she was really tempted by the fifteen yuan a month.
She worked at home every day without any income. She also wanted to work in the city like others, but there were no acquaintances there, no job opportunities.
Alone, she didn't dare to go to the city.
Now, to be able to work and earn money close to home was, of course, great.
It was just that she lacked confidence, fearing that she might not do a good job.
"It's really simple," Lu Siyuan interjected, "We'll teach you. You just need to help out with some minor tasks. Come with Mianmian when she goes to school in the morning, and return with her when school is over. We'll provide lunch."
Since he wanted Xiaocui to work at his home, he felt that he should make these things clear to her.
