When everyone heard Zhu Xiaohua's words, they couldn't help but say something, scattered one word at a time, and began to cut wheat.

Dozens of scythes moved in unison, and the lush wheat fell. In a few moments, rows of neatly cut wheat stubble were left in the fields from east to west.

Zhu Xiaohua organized Tang Yimin and Xiao Ding to pull out a few wires from the farm compound, insert wooden stakes in the ground, and hang light bulbs.

After the electricity was turned on, the whole wheat field became brightly lit.

The originally dim farm was immediately as bright as day.

"It's okay now, even if you work until dawn, it's no problem."

"We didn't think that a light bulb could continue to work when the farm was busy."

Everyone is accustomed to working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and is full of novelty in this novel way of working. While working, there was a lively discussion.

Mr. Zhu did not tell them that this harsh form of labor, which decades later would be called overtime, was required by employers to pay them three times their wages under labor law.

However, at this time, the farm is collective, and everyone works for the collective, so there is no overtime and oppression, and the individual is purely voluntary.

Tang Yimin stood guard in the field, responsible for moving the light bulb.

After each crop of wheat the prisoners had finished, he moved the light bulb again and followed the crowd, always ahead of them.

After Xiao Ding was free, he went to the vegetable garden of the farm to pick some cucumbers, tomatoes, and grapes, washed them, put them in a small basin, and put them on the wooden table under the pergola.

"Brother Zhu, eat melons and fruits."

Xiao Ding put down the melon and fruit, and sat on the stool next to him obediently, waiting for Zhu Xiaohua's next command.

Zhu Xiaohua picked up a bunch of grapes and ate them, the grapes were a little sour and not ripe, obviously not as delicious as the grapes that were professionally grown decades later. However, this original fruit has a different flavor.

After eating a bunch, he put it down, looked around, and found that Zhang Qing, Zhang Yang and others in the wheat field were sweating and cutting wheat.

Zhu Xiaohua picked a big and round tomato and took a bite, and threw all the other crooked melons, cracked dates, and ugly-looking small tomatoes into the ground.

"Xiaoding, pick another pot."

Zhu Xiaohua raised Erlang's legs and shouted loudly.

"Okay, Brother Zhu." Xiao Ding picked up the basin, twisted his petite and slender figure, and ran into the vegetable garden with a puff of smoke.

When the two brothers Zhang Qing and Zhang Yang heard the voice, they looked back, did not dare to look directly into Zhu Xiaohua's eyes, lowered their heads again, and continued to work silently.

Zhu Xiaohua smiled, it was also very refreshing to be the boss on the farm. I sat under the pergola and ate melons and fruits, and there were people waiting. Then I watched the little deflated trio who had bullied you before work for you in the field like old cows.

This feeling is simply not too pleasant.

A cool breeze blows at night. Zhu Xiaohua thought, cool breeze, melons and fruits, if it is accompanied by music at this time, it will be perfect.

He thought of the radio on the pole in the yard.

When Xiao Ding came over with the second pot of melons and fruits, he asked Xiao Ding to notify the radio room and turn on the broadcast.

After a while, the melodious radio sound sounded:

"Came to Nanniwan, a good place in Nanniwan, a good place to come and a good scenery, crops everywhere are cattle and sheep......"

Zhu Xiaohua had heard this song "Nanniwan" before, but at this time, looking at the hot labor scene on the farm, listening to this song again, he had a different feeling.

After the song plays, it is immediately followed by the news. Most of them are reports on the country's economic policies and encouraging the development of a market economy.

Later, he reported the deeds of a 10,000-yuan household, and he founded the brand of fried melon seeds, becoming the first group of people to become wealthy in that era. It is said that at the beginning of the implementation of the market economy, he became a million-dollar household of that era.

Finally, there is news about the city of Los Angeles.

"The leaders of our province will inspect the prison management in the near future, and will be stationed in Los Angeles three days later, and will go to the Los Angeles Prison, Daqingshan Highway, and Jiazigou Farm."

Zhu Xiaohua listened to this news, and felt faintly uneasy in his heart, but after careful investigation, he couldn't find out what it was.

Zhu Xiaohua asked Xiao Ding to turn off the radio and stood up from his chair.

He found that the people who cut the wheat on the farm usually cut a whole piece of wheat at once, then stopped to bundle it, and finally carried it back into the farm. The whole process is repetitive and long.

He thought of the assembly line operation in the factory, if these people were divided into different types of work, and someone specialized in cutting, bundling, and transporting, wouldn't the efficiency be greatly improved?

Just do it, Zhu Xiaohua divided the more than 40 people into two groups.

The first group also harvests wheat and transports it in the traditional way.

The second group, according to his newly designed ideas, divided the workers into different types of work. Each person is only responsible for one or two of these processes. In this way, unnecessary back and forth is avoided and time is greatly saved.

He asked Xiao Ding to pick up Niu Jiefang's plum watch, limited to two hours, to see how the effect was.

After waiting for two hours, the results came in, and the efficiency of the second group was significantly higher than that of the first group, almost twice as much as the first group.

Zhu Xiaohua was overjoyed, and he believed that as these people became proficient in a certain type of work, labor efficiency would continue to improve.

He decided to add a meal to the crowd and then announced the news.

In those days, there was nothing good to eat, and dinner was nothing more than steamed buns, pork and cabbage, and soup. However, it may be due to excessive physical exertion, so everyone eats with relish.

Looking at these men who were soaked in sweat, Zhu Xiaohua thought to himself, if they didn't have the identity of prisoners, then what a warm and beautiful labor scene it would be.

After the meal, everyone started to work according to the new model, still divided into two groups, and everyone carried out the labor competition in the same way.

Because of the comparison between each other, these people work very hard, they are not sleepy, they are not tired, and even small pains and injuries are overcome by themselves.

Seeing these people busy in full swing, Zhu Xiaohua smiled.

All that he has done is definitely worth it.

The next morning, Captain Xiao pushed open the door and saw that the entire wheat field was bare and bright, and the yard was full of piles of wheat, and he was so surprised that he was speechless.

"This Zhu Xiaohua really organized people to cut all the wheat overnight?"

"This is simply amazing!"

He let out a long exclamation.

A soldier trotted over: "Report to the captain, all the places you saw have been cut, and the places you haven't seen have not been harvested." ”

He looked down and thought, indeed, after all, it is not realistic to cut all of this large wheat field at once.

Captain Xiao's face flushed, and he was ashamed of his imagination against the sky.

He found himself a staircase and said, "But that's pretty good." ”

This sentence is his sincere words.

This Zhu Xiaohua is much stronger than the previous Huo Ge. In the past, when Huo Ge organized the work of the personnel, he often delayed the work of half a month, but he had to delay it for one or two months. And he often deceived his superiors and subordinates, and asked for cards to eat, which caused a lot of complaints.