Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 793 793. God works for the good

Planting apple trees is really not an easy task. The whole village, old and young, worked together from early morning to dark at night, and then the planting was completed.

It's also a blessing. The sun didn't rise all day today, so I felt comfortable working. It rained last night, but it didn't penetrate the soil. The soil was moist and easy to dig but not sticky to the feet.

When Song Tan took the water pump out of the car, his face suddenly felt cold, and thin raindrops fell again. It seemed that the trend was getting bigger...

This is great, you don’t even need to water the roots.

The people working on the mountain hurriedly went back to take shelter from the rain, but Song Tan was two steps behind. The spiritual energy in his fingers was constantly dense, and it quickly filled the world with the rain.

Soon, in this silent night, the bare apple forest was enveloped by a hazy mist, which was suddenly dispersed by huge raindrops and disappeared.

The dormant roots wrapped and transported in mud balls are spreading in the fresh soil. The trunk and the remaining branches and leaves are breathing hard. The rain is pouring on the ground and rustling, successfully concealing this temporary abnormality. .

Only then did she stop with satisfaction, and then quickly went home.

Back home, Song Tan also discussed with Ulan: "Mom, everyone has not rested all day today, how about we increase the agreed salary?"

Ulan frowned: "It's inappropriate."

The wages they set are not low in the local area, and the food is solid and good. It can be increased this time, and it can be increased next time. It will not be suitable for a long time.

What's more, people in the village don't work for the family just for money. They work to make money, but sometimes they just use money to talk things over, which makes everyone feel looked down upon...

Speaking of which, this is also a rather subtle psychological relationship. Ulan may not be able to explain it, but being rooted in the countryside for a long time has made her subconsciously make other choices——

No salary increase, but benefits!

Song Tan can't understand this, but listen to her mother, I can't say it's absolutely right, but most of the time it's right.

So she also started making phone calls to make arrangements.

Until now, the lights in the cafeteria are brightly lit, the aroma of lean meat soup with radish tassels is fragrant, and the large pots of braised pork are trembling and oily under the lights, squeezed in the middle by the table full of vegetables, which makes them particularly eye-catching.

Whole cartons of cigarettes were also dismantled, and everyone, regardless of gender, stuffed a box into them. There are also beer and liquor drinks...

Everyone sat here with their tired bodies, and each person drank two bowls of soup to cheer up. After that, no one was dissatisfied!

To be honest, the money spent was not less than a salary increase for everyone, but listening to everyone's lively drinking and chatting, and some people even took the initiative to ask about recruitment, Song Tan seemed to understand something.

Even Party Secretary Xiao Zhu sat over and sighed: "I finally understand the reason why some township entrepreneurs obviously pay good wages, but they still don't have enough reputation and are not convincing enough to convince the villagers."

That is, he did not integrate into the villagers.

This "integration" sounds silly.

As long as the money is enough, who cares whether there are these benefits or that benefit? Some people may still find it troublesome, so it is better to discount it.

But it was a city with indifferent relations, everyone was drifting, and only money could provide a sense of security.

But in the village, this is the place where they return to their roots after falling leaves, it is their home.

This idea cannot be expressed, and even speaking out seems a bit hypocritical, but only by being personally involved can we understand everyone's heart.

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu sighed: "I always thought Professor Song could only do research and agriculture. He usually talks about his hometown nature and is a fellow villager. I thought he had some old-fashioned ideas..."

Unexpectedly, there are so many people and sophistication in a small rural town.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiuling was right: if we don’t plan the prefectures and counties, we don’t plan the province of Taiwan.

However, this sadness was only short-lived, because soon everyone's focus was on the villagers who inquired about the recruitment requirements.

"Thirty percent, what are your requirements for regular workers? Do you think I can do it?"

This was a villager who had just drank a glass of white wine. His face was red, as if he was drunk but not drunk. I guess he was usually shy and asked now because he was drunk.

This kind of embarrassment is understandable. Who in the village didn't sigh twice when they mentioned the old Song family?

One is playing mahjong at the card table, the other is eating at the wine table, and now he has to work under someone else. There has to be a step up, right?

Song Sancheng was also cheerful: "There are no requirements for permanent jobs. You just have to work when there is work. You basically can't have any leisure time."

The other party reacted: "Just like Zhang Wang's family, right? Then I can do it too! I'm only fifty-six this year!"

Fifty-six in the countryside were indeed strong laborers who could still work, but Song Sancheng did not agree directly. Instead, he said cheerfully:

"Then think about it, my salary is just like that, 3,000 yuan a month. This village only provides food but not housing."

Compared with them, working part-time like today, 3,000 a month is naturally not cost-effective. But part-time workers are not available every day, and the food is so good...

For a time, everyone had their own ideas.

But then Song Sancheng sighed again:

"Everything we do now has to be registered, and our company also has one. Logically speaking, we can buy five insurances and one housing fund, but everyone is older and exceeds the standard, so we can't buy it... So the family is thinking about it. Let’s raise the salary by another 500.”

From 3000 to 3500, the feeling is different!

Now, more people's eyes lit up.

But not now.

Song Tan, a calculating person, didn't understand what her parents wanted her to do with the worldly customs in the village. But she has a good way of arranging people to work.

Anyway, we are not hiring permanent workers this year.

First of all, even though we are so busy now, in fact, after the busiest late autumn and early winter are over, there will be nothing to do and everyone will have to stay at home and enjoy the winter.

If we recruit workers at this time, we will be idle for at least two to three months in the winter.

Next, now that the folks in the countryside are drinking and eating food, they agree to it as soon as they get excited, but can they really work hard later? Not necessarily.

In this case, why not draw a pie for everyone first.

In this way, when there are more people in the village during the New Year, everyone can not get this cake, draw pictures for each other, and compete with more young adults who may come back...

In this way, not only will the positions be easier to arrange, management will be easier, and everyone may work harder!

No, Song Sancheng also seemed drunk, and his face, which had always been honest and sincere, was full of sighs:

"It can't be done now. There's no money to recruit workers now! We've spent all the money, and we won't be able to pay off the foreign debt this year..."

This is so true. If you think about the road on the mountain and the trees in the field, who among you can not believe it?

So I also felt sad:

"Yes, the deal is so big all of a sudden. The villas are all built, but the family's wealth is probably all depleted. So it's better to say it out loud..."

To use an old saying, that is - donkey excrement and egg excrement make the face bright!

Update 2, good night!

There is little land and few people this year. If we don’t do any projects in the winter, let’s fall in love.