Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

After taking the order, this person asked Gu Siwei.

"Will you be able to get money based on this then?"

Before Gu Siwei could answer, Yang Chuanwu smiled and said, "Okay, You Laoliu, what's the matter, even if you don't get paid, you won't be happy to come and work just for this meal?"

After hearing this, You Laoliu immediately smiled naively and said, "As promised, you know I don't know much! I'm afraid I'll make a mistake."

Who doesn't know his little motive? He is just afraid of not giving him money.

Gu Siwei said: "There are fingerprints here. Don't worry. If you say you don't want to do it tomorrow after finishing today, I will settle the money for you today. I said, if you don't want to settle the money, you Hit me in the mouth in front of me!"

"That's what I said, it's not true, it's not true!" You Laoliu smiled and happily took the notebook and walked away, reading the words on it as he walked, as if he knew him.

Although he didn't know each other, You Laoliu knew that these were all money.

Hearing that he was right, he went back with a smile.

Seeing You Laoliu coming back, the people in Zhuangzi gathered around him one after another.

"how is it going?"

You Laoliu's mother-in-law asked anxiously.

Yang Chuanwu gave You Laoliu the job of selecting people. It must be because of some connection. This is normal.

Gu Siwei himself knew it well, and he did not ask Yang Chuanwu to do anything to avoid relatives. It's ridiculous and anti-human to ask people for such things.

The people You Laoliu recruits here are naturally his relatives and friends, or people who are relatively close to him. This is a normal thing.

Of course, Yang Chuanwu didn't mess around. He still thought about Zhuangzi. Everyone in Zhuangzi has a common surname, which is definitely a common surname, but they are not so strong among the common surnames. They are a bit prickly, but not the most powerful. That batch.

As for why, you will know if you think about it carefully.

You gave this job to the most prosperous branch of Zhuangzi, how will they think of you? Not necessarily, maybe people think that they deserve it. The people of your sixth team are just given to me, just to know the situation and current affairs.

But if you give in a little less, but there is also arm wrestling, it will be different. Nine times out of ten, he will think of you well and say that you, Yang Chuanwu, are interesting to him.

At the same time, a Zhuangzi was divided. The sub-strong branch that had benefited would definitely not be submissive to the strong branch. Since the two were about the same strength, they would definitely not be submissive to the other.

So even if someone in Zhuangzi got pinkeye, it would be impossible to unify their opinions and work together to cause trouble for the Sixth Team. Because before causing trouble for Team Six, they have to unite within themselves first.

Could it be that people like Siwei think too much, and the people in the countryside are all honest and honest? When you see the Six Teams becoming prosperous, you will only bless them from the bottom of your heart, and follow the example of the Six Teams, work hard to catch up, and compete with each other towards a better life?

The person who said this must have never stayed in the countryside!

Normally, when everyone is the same, farmers are indeed honest and honest, at most a little cautious and clever, but if you get pink eye, haha, these farmers will lower your IQ.

As for the self-media boasting that we are the fighting nation a few decades later, the examples given are in which year, where and where there were armed fights between villages, and what kind of cannons were used.

Gu Siwei believed that the artillery fire was real, the tactics used were real, and the number of people killed was even more real.

But Lao Gu actually understood in his heart that the so-called cruelty shown by these farmers in the armed fight was actually directed at farmers from other villages who were also farmers.

They don't have the guts to show such cruelty to the officers and soldiers of the court, nor do they have the courage to show such cruelty to the invaders!

Believe it or not, as long as there is still a chance of survival, even if the two groups of farmers who are fighting happily hear the officers and soldiers coming, they will throw away the hoes in their hands, squat down and tremble, without any courage to resist.

Because Chinese farmers have long been domesticated from the very core, being obedient and good people is engraved in their souls.

If all the farmers really could deal with the invaders with the same vigor as they used to deal with other farmers and compete with other villages for water sources, how would the Manchu Qing Dynasty come to dominate the Central Plains, and where would the little devils come from to wreak havoc with their iron hoofs? China?

Without the leadership of a strong team, farmers' ruthlessness is often manifested in dealing with other farmers.

Gu Siwei knew this, Yang Chuanwu also knew it, and even Sun Laibao subconsciously understood that if his Zhuangzi really made a lot of money, the first thing he would be wary of was that other Zhuangzi would get pink eye.

You Laoliu was a little excited when he came back. He happily took out the small book in his hand and handed it to a young man: "Tou Shi, are you literate? What's the number written on it?"

"Fifty-nine cents and seven cents!"

The young man named Shitou read the numbers above.

You Laoliu nodded and said with satisfaction: "Yes, the people in Team 6 are quite fair."

"Fifty-nine cents?"

You Laoliu's daughter-in-law did some calculations and divided them by heads to roughly calculate how much money a person could earn in a day.

As soon as she calculated it, You Laoliu's daughter-in-law's eyes lit up: "That aside, let's do it from now on. If it stays like this at night, each person can receive more than two yuan?"

hiss!

Everyone was shocked when they heard what You Laoliu's wife said.

An income of more than two yuan a day? Then the monthly salary is more than 60, which is higher than the monthly salary of an ordinary worker.

If a person comes back a few decades later and hears the words of these farmers, he will be overjoyed when he earns twice the daily salary of ordinary workers, but he will definitely be filled with sadness.

But this is the case at this time. A farmer can't make much money in a year. He really can't make much money. Let's put it this way, the wages earned by working here in the Sixth Team are almost as much as those of these farmers' families. The income for a whole year is even higher!

This is not nonsense at all. The income of farmers in this era is such that they cannot make ends meet.

"Pick, pick quickly, pay attention, pick the big ones, don't pick the small ones. Picking three big ones is worth picking five small ones. Don't pick small ones, it's a waste of time," You Laoliu said.

Um!

Everyone agreed, dispersed one after another, and all concentrated on picking. There was only one thought in everyone's mind, pick fruits, pick fruits, pick fruits. If you pick more handfuls, the children and the elderly at home will have more mouths. meal!

Inspired by this idea, everyone was full of enthusiasm. In addition, Team Six was also doing a good job in terms of food. Everyone had enough energy, so baskets of fruits were soon delivered. In front of people like Gu Siwei.

Get busy!

The weighing team on Gu Siwei's side began to get busy.

In the end, we had to add two more groups to organize the teachers who were not in class at the school, but we were not well prepared.

Baskets of qualified cherries were selected, sorted into various grades, and transported to the river.

A row of temporary straw sheds were set up on the riverside. The sorted cherries were placed under the straw sheds to avoid sunlight. Each basket was also covered with fruit tree leaves.

All the time, all the freshness preservation methods that the folks can think of are used.

Because these fruits can only be considered truly sold if they are successfully delivered to the wharf on the third team's side and pass someone else's scale, and there will be real income in the account of the sixth team.

At noon, the meal was delivered, and the cooks were middle-aged and elderly people in the village and young soldiers from the cooking class of the radar station.

There is no time to sit at the table and eat well. Even if Gu Siwei is willing to let everyone eat like this, the fruit pickers are not happy, because they all understand that they are here to pick fruits, not to eat this meal, and come back again In the time it takes to eat, each person can pick an extra cent or two of fruit.

Who wants to waste this time.

So the meals were delivered to the farm. The meals were very simple, just big pot dishes.

It is not a simple big pot dish, it is similar to the fast food of a few decades later. The dishes are rationed, heavy in oil and salt, but the multigrain rice is enough.

The so-called multigrain rice is made from ground corn mixed with rice. Pure rice is really affordable for Siwei, but if it is offered like this, it is really too much. Maybe the county will come over and collect the sixth team. It’s taxed. You eat rice like this. How dare you not pay tax?

No one has the nerve to say that such a meal is not delicious, and no one has a grain of rice left. As long as the meal is served, it is really done, and even the bucket brought down is clean. Not even a single whole grain of rice was visible in the bucket.

After eating, no one clamored for a rest. Everyone continued to pick fruits while they could still see and there was light.

Sun Laibao's family shuttled between their own orchards, fearing that others would harm their fruit trees, but this thought was indeed a bit unnecessary, because the farmers who worked there simply did not have the time to harm the fruit trees, and at most they could only do so. Some branches were damaged, but this is inevitable unless efficiency is lost. In that case, it is better to damage the branches, because more fruits will rot on the tree.

By nightfall, the Sun Laibao family's orchard was more than half complete, and they had picked enough fruit for two or three boats, which was almost the same amount as one car.

Gu Siwei was leading a boat down the river to deliver goods to the third team's wharf, while the villagers here were the farmers who arranged to pick the fruits, and the soldiers who helped had meals.

There was wine in the evening, but it was not open to the public. Everyone had a sip, which was about one or two servings. The wine was also loose wine produced by a small winery in the county, and the bottled ones were a bit too much. This standard was still the treatment given to people invited by Lao Gu's family, not the standard of the Sixth Team.

Along with Gu Siwei, in addition to Yang Chuanwu, Sun Laibao and his wife, as well as the young men who were punting the boat, there were also Lao Xu and Li Zhengda who came back in the afternoon, as well as several automobile soldiers who will be retired this year.

They used to help drive, working in teams of two, and there were seven groups in total, which meant that there were seven cars parked on the third team's side.