The people selling chili were exceptionally numerous, and the factory had already been purchasing chilies for a month. Therefore, folks in the neighboring villages, within a ten-mile radius, all knew about the county's Good Mom Food Factory that wanted to buy chilies—and at fair, conscience prices no less. They would take as many chilies as the people brought in.
Every day, aside from his duty as a watchman, Uncle Jiang would weigh these chilies. After having them weighed, he would distribute the money that Ji Ying left with him to those who came to sell their chilies.
One day, when all the chilies had been sold at the factory gate, Uncle Jiang spotted a woman still there. He took the initiative to ask, "Are you here to sell chilies?"
He glanced at the bag in the woman's hand, which appeared to be filled with chilies.
"Yes."
The woman quickly nodded and handed over the three pounds of dried chilies she had brought, saying, "These are my homemade chilies, exceptionally clean."
