Early the next morning, Wang Liu's family woke up in their new home. Looking at the whitewashed walls and the windows covered with new window paper, the family felt like they were in a dream.

The small courtyard is not big, but there are also three rooms, as well as two small wings, one is a room and the other is a utility room. Compared to when I was in the nephew's nest, a family of eight was crammed into a broken shack, which was a world of difference.

Wang's sixth daughter-in-law and eighth sister have already made a fire in the room to cook...... In this era, the common people eat two meals a day and night.

The people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, and worked in the fields during the day, and did not return home at noon, so there was no lunch. They only get up every morning to replenish their nutrition to give themselves the strength to carry out the day's work. Eat dinner after a hard day's work, replenish your nutrition, so that you can sleep peacefully and wake up refreshed tomorrow......

Well, this is all nonsense, and the real reason is one word, 'poor'. So rich people have always eaten three meals a day.

The pot is cooking brown rice, which is very dry. Out of the consideration of not knowing what the next step would be, my sister-in-law cooked a large pot of rice from the rice jar in the house and the ration rice provided by the farm in advance...... The rest of the rice was also packed into the baggage.

Fortunately, the old man has experience, and one person is only allowed to eat one bowl, so as not to suddenly overeat and eat problems.

"Brother, why do I seem to be dreaming?" In this way, Wang Qi was already satisfied, and he didn't know what time it was.

Wang Liu twisted him. "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Wang Qi covered his ears.

"That's not a dream." Wang Liu grinned and said, "If you eat like this every day, I am willing not to pay you." ”

"Uh-huh." Wang Qishen thought so.

As the brothers were talking, they heard the sound of gongs in the street, and someone shouted at the top of their voices: "Three teams assemble!" ”

Last night, Wang Liu already knew that they were all three teams. Quickly put down the bowl and go out with his father. Wang Qi also wanted to go to see the excitement, but was ordered by Wang Laohan to watch the house.

What should I do if such a good place to live is taken away by people?

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When the two men came to the head of the village, they saw a tall black-faced man, standing facing everyone with his hands behind his back and his stomach up. He was dressed like a seedling worker, except that his corrugated hat had a red rim.

When everyone arrived, Miao Gong said loudly: "Please invite the field manager to speak!" Quack! ”

A group of peasant workers looked at each other, and it took a while for someone to learn the movements of the seedling workers, and they applauded.

The black-faced man didn't care about this, waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said in a loud voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Jiangnan Group Kunshan Development Company, Ao Bai, the director of the 69 Farm under the Ministry of Agricultural Management, you can call me Ao Changchang."

"You may have come from Tiannan and Haibei before, but from today on, you have a common identity, that is, members of the third production team of Liujiu Farm."

"You are all farmers, some have planted paddy fields, some have cultivated dry fields. Here, your job is still farming, but unlike before, you have to obey the farm...... That is, the unified arrangement between me and the seedling workers. This includes what to plant, how to plant, how to water, how to fertilize...... They must follow our instructions, and those who do not obey orders will be deducted from their work points or expelled from the farm. ”

Seeing that the consequences were so serious, a group of peasant workers were all stunned, lest they miss a word...... Of course, it is inevitable that I still don't understand well.

In addition, the grain, mulberry leaves, and cotton grown in the farm's public fields are purchased by the company and are not allowed to be sold privately. After deducting taxes and costs, the proceeds of the sale are divided equally between the farm and the farmer. In short, the higher the yield in the field, the higher the income of everyone, understand? ”

"Understood!" The peasants and workers responded excitedly.

Don't look at their shouting loudly, but Ao Changchang dares to pack tickets, ninety percent of the people only understand the 'harvest is equally divided', and they don't understand that the cost and taxes must be deducted first.

But he can't go into too much detail, otherwise the more he talks, the more confused they become. Anyway, I'll understand it slowly in the future.

Ao Changchang continued: "And before the harvest, all the costs of seeds, farm tools, irrigation, and fertilizer are borne by the farm, and you don't have to invest a penny. In addition, your family's rations can also be advanced to the farm, and the harvest can be deducted and returned to the farm in the future. ”

This policy is not new, because when they were tenants at home, they were poor and white, and they had to borrow money from landlords before they could survive.

It's just that when they wait for the autumn harvest, the interest on the borrowed debt is often higher than their harvest. As a result, after a year of planting, all the harvest was given to the landlord, and he had to pay a lot of debt.

Xu recalled those unbearable pasts, and the atmosphere of the scene was depressed, and someone couldn't help but ask timidly: "How to calculate interest?" ”

"No interest!" But seeing Ao Chang Chang waved his hand, he said arrogantly: "It's an advance, how can there be interest?" Just pay one back! ”

"Really?" The peasants and workers were boiling, and they repeatedly confirmed with him in disbelief.

"I'll just repeat, there's no interest, just pay one back! The only restriction is that a full laborer should not advance more than 40 catties of rice per month, a semi-laborer should not exceed 30 catties, and the old and young should not exceed 20 catties...... This is to prevent someone from spending more food and secretly lending money elsewhere. ”

The director of the Ao field sternly warned: "Any behavior that wants to take advantage of the farm is strictly prohibited. Once found, it will be severely punished! Do you understand?! ”

"Understood...... the peasants and laborers shrunk their necks, and someone whispered, "But what if the rations are not enough?" ”

"Don't worry. It is not only at the end of the year that the grain can be distributed. On weekdays, you can also exchange labor for food. Ao Chang said in a deep voice.

"Labor?" The peasants and workers had heard the seedling workers mention it several times yesterday, but they didn't dare to ask.

"It is the reward for your participation in labor outside of farm work. One point of work can be exchanged for a pound of brown rice. Ao Changchang explained: "During the slack season, the farm will arrange for you to repair water conservancy, or go out to work for a short time, and you can earn work." ”

"In addition, there are ways to earn work. For example, in order to motivate everyone to accumulate more fertilizer, everyone hands over a basket of grass and wood ash to the team, which can earn a share. 100 catties of pig manure 10 points, 1 load of manure water 1 work, etc...... In the future, the Miao Union will slowly tell you. ”

"In addition, you can raise chickens and ducks and fish in the paddy fields, these are all your own, and the farm will not ask you for a single chicken feather."

Ao Chang paused for a moment, raised his voice and said, "Okay, let me ask one last time, is there anything you want to quit, and it's still too late to leave?" ”

The peasants shook their heads and laughed, they didn't have to pay anything but labor, and they didn't have to worry about starvation. With such good conditions, a fool will leave!

If Qiu Jun can come back from the dead, he will definitely cry out, labor is value......

It's a pity that Gong Qiu has died, Zhao Zi doesn't say anything, and no one in the world knows about it.

"Okay, let's press the mudra!" Ao Changchang nodded with satisfaction, and Technician Miao took out a thick stack of deeds, so that the peasants and workers with no more than three literate words per capita pressed the red handprints on it.

From then on, they became glorious farm laborers!

P.S. This chapter is still yesterday. Ask for a commuter pass!