Collective labor.

Zhang Yang hadn't thought of this kind of crooked idea before, after all, he was not a man who grew up in the era of planned economy.

And management, he won't either.

When it comes to things like wages and benefits, it's not at all like everyone in the barracks who eat a big pot of rice and fight together to mingle.

After all, friendship can save lives.

When fighting, someone who has a good relationship with you can save your life, and between a stranger and a familiar you, as long as you don't hate it, they will choose to save you. Money is nothing compared to life.

But the workmanship is different.

There is no threat to life, and there is no reason why we must unite with each other.

Everyone is free to work and get profits, and the biggest purpose of working is for money.

Even if you do more and get more, others will be unhappy when they look at it, and they will try their best to destroy it.

The workplace is like a battlefield, just another kind of cruelty.

So it took a long time for these rules and regulations to be established little by little.

Shen Sanwen discussed the details in his letters again and again, and then Man'er adjusted it in practice.

To build the Turks into a harmonious society where everyone loves to work and must work.

Cui Xuan walked into the mine.

Generally, a group of six people is responsible for mining and transportation, four people are responsible for continuous digging, and two people are responsible for continuous transportation.

Then the afternoon shift.

Now it's a coal mountain, not underground, but the mountain wind is still very cold.

Everyone came with heavy clothes, and after a while of work, they took off their clothes, and they were still sweating topless.

It's a fight.

Cui Xuan asked the person in charge of counting the amount of coal.

How much coal a person can mine in a day and how much money he gets.

The answer I got was ten times the income from farming in one year. In other words, two months of work is enough to eat for a year.

No wonder it's so hard.

Cui Xuan thought about the price of coal again, one day of mining is enough for ordinary people for a year.

Quite reasonable.

It doesn't seem reasonable what those farming people should think.

If this continues, everyone will think that the Turks are so good, isn't it going to be chaotic.

He looked at the other rules and regulations.

Salaries are paid on a weekly basis.

Long-term exposure to coal mines is harmful to people's health, susceptible to incurable diseases, and they must take a month off after seven days of work, which means that they can only work two months a year.

That makes perfect sense.

Cui Xuan took the hammer and tried to open the mine, swinging the hammer twenty times.

I was so tired that I couldn't move, and I was ridiculed by the Turks around me.

He didn't want to do it anymore.

Collective work is when everyone works together and does the most important things for the local area. Continue to provide coal mines, so that food and energy can be continuously transported to this place.

With a general idea, Cui Xuan came to the pencil field.

It's a matter of personal labor.

Because the coal here has undergone a series of treatments, it is non-toxic and harmless.

You can work here every day, as long as you go through a series of training, get a work number plate, and come to work for 15 days a month.

Mostly female workers.

They make their own money and then they pay taxes as well.

Cui Xuan felt very strange.

The women of their family also make a living, but no matter how they make a living, they are attached to the whole family, and whatever they get is in the name of the family.

There is no independent personality.

What are the Turks trying to do?

Engage in equality.

He disagrees with this.

Where is there a family of people who are powerful together, and they can support each other in everything.

Can harmony only depend on the mutual maintenance of neighbors and the government?

That's not safe.

Cui Xuan, who is accustomed to the patriarchal system of the family, is particularly incomprehensible.

Others can be learned, but this one can't be wanted.

A family should be cohesive.

But Zhang Yang immediately broke his good wishes.

"What? Family! A large family lives together and intrigues, how can there be two people who have a small family and are comfortable. Zhang Yang said, and then he continued.

"Wait for everyone to read and be reasonable, and be able to pursue the life they want, who is willing to do things for others all their lives, not only to be oppressed after work, but also to blindly obey."

"Elders should be respected." Cui Xuan argued.

"Respect is not blind obedience, nor is it sacrificing oneself." Zhang Yang said.

"Sacrificing yourself? Is it a sacrifice to be supported by a family and then live together as a family? The word is too serious. Cui Xuan disagreed.

"You are the sister-in-law of the Cui family, or the best of the same kind, they are all serving you, you naturally don't think so. But what if you're not? "Zhang Yang unveils the harsh reality.

And if he wasn't?

But he is.

There is no problem with his own future, is it natural for him to run for the interests of those mediocre people in his family?

"Maybe that's not the life they want, it's just that they don't have a better choice." Zhang Yang finished speaking and left.

If we continue to argue, I am afraid that there will be a quarrel.

"Wait." Cui Xuan chased after him, "What about the imperial power?" Does General Zhang think that imperial power is also a bondage? ”

"Naturally not. A country must be managed by someone, now it is the Li family, and in the future it may be the Zhao family, the Zhu family, or even ethnic minorities, this is the choice of the previous era, and when people don't want them to rule, there will naturally be new people to replace them, and we don't need to worry about it. Zhang Yang was outspoken.

"Then why can't the family be managed, why can't it be obedient like obedience to imperial power." Cui Xuan was a little flustered, he seemed to have ignored something.

"The imperial power does not govern the life of man, every aspect. Asking them only to do things that are not rejected by society is in line with everyone's perception. But the family will not, there will be trivial and competing interests, which is what everyone is tired of. Zhang Yang took the trouble to explain, since he wanted to listen.

"I see what you mean, education will liberate everyone's nature, they will know what they want, and then the family will disintegrate." Cui Xuan broke out in a cold sweat.

At that time, there is no difference between the family and the poor family, they are all independent individuals, and it is absolutely impossible to contend with the state apparatus.

At that time, the imperial power no longer had any rivals.

Is this the meaning of education?

"But for thousands of years, everyone in the family has been studying, and there have been very few independent households. Why do you dare to conclude that something that hasn't happened in a thousand years will happen after the education reform? Cui Xuan asked again.

"You still don't understand, because you've never experienced it, you've never seen his goodness. When the spring breeze of education blows all over the ground, everyone can live well, and when there are no longer so many boredoms in life, a huge family will be unbearable for them.

Freedom is a need that everyone has since birth.

If you look at the current Turkic people, they should be able to understand that if the Great Zhou people can have such a life, they will flock to it. If the farmers of Dazhou knew that they could work for two months and rest for most of the year, without having to look at the sky and eat, they would immediately drag their families here.

When everyone has read the book, they can improve the quality of life, and the life of the children of the family is far less than that of ordinary people. ”

(End of chapter)