Chapter 11 Division of Labor and Cooperation, This Soldier Is Really Not Bad
"Who equalizes whom? Don't be so outrageous. Ma Dazhu saw that he was pestering Chen Ming and kicked the others away by the way, so he was naturally unhappy.
I also come up from the side.
Immediately afterwards, Dong Ke, Wen Junchao, and Wei Chongchong all surrounded these recruits.
"Chen Ming, teach me first, I learn fast."
"No, no, no, it's better to teach me first, I'm a good thief."
"Teach me, I'm kind, teach me, I'll help teach others."
Some recruits came up, and a few simply spread the quilts on the ground in front of them, looking at Chen Ming with innocent faces, and the cheeks were outrageously thick.
Chen Ming didn't expect that just demonstrating the folding of quilts would attract such a big commotion, so he spread his hands helplessly and said, "Brothers, wait first, it's not a question of who to teach now."
"Our quilt is different from the squad leader, the squad leader's quilt has been formed after thousands of tempers, and our quilts are all new cotton."
"The cotton wool inside is fluffy, no matter how you fold it, it is useless, and the shape of the stacking is either like a flower roll or a tank."
"What then?" Everyone turned around, seeing that the squad leader did not open his mouth to refute, and seemed to acquiesce in Chen Ming's statement.
They don't have any ideas.
"It's easy." Chen Ming smiled, pulled Wang Shuaibing and said, "There are a total of ten people in our dormitory."
"Divided into a group of two to cooperate, I and the Shuai Bing group will do a demonstration first, and you can just follow along."
"Just press the quilt for the first hour, do nothing else, and try to fold it in the next 20 minutes, which is much better."
Just do it.
Chen Ming spread Wang Shuaibing's quilt on the ground in front of all the recruits, and then pressed his own quilt on it.
Then, he ran to the entrance of the dormitory and brought the high-legged stool, face down, leg up, and put it on the quilt.
He took off his shoes, stood on his face, and commanded: "Come, handsome soldier, I am responsible for adding weight to the stool, you are stronger than me, pull the stool back and forth, when you are tired, change me to pull, first get an hour and then talk."
"Is this reliable?" Wang Shuaibing scratched his head and asked, feeling that this was too different from the way the squad leader taught.
"Damn, I'm the score, how can I not be reliable, hurry up and don't ink." Chen Ming urged.
Wang Shuaibing didn't hesitate, believing that the other party wouldn't pit him, squatted down and began to pull with all his strength.
The other recruits stood by and stared at each other, and the action was not difficult, and it could even be said that it was very simple, but they didn't know whether to do it or not.
After all, everyone was a new recruit, and they weren't sure if Chen Ming's method was right.
Zhao Lifei sat in the back, observing Chen Ming's arrangement throughout the whole process, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, this stack of quilts is really talented from generation to generation.
In the past, the way they compacted the quilt was to scrape the quilt little by little with their arms, or press it over and over again with a folding horse, which was slow and particularly torturous.
Chen Ming's division of labor and cooperation method can be regarded as a long insight for him.
Why didn't I think of this kind of "human meat bench" pressing method before, the speed would definitely be much faster, if he had just become a soldier, there would be such a recruit to take the lead.
He will not jump up and down in a hurry, looking for advice everywhere.
Seeing that the other recruits were still hesitating to do so, Zhao Lifei suddenly became angry, got up and came to everyone, and said with a cold face: "What are you still looking at?"
"If you haven't learned the method yet, are you waiting for me to teach you?"
Suddenly hearing the squad leader's low roar, everyone was startled, and they couldn't touch the squad leader's anger at all.
Ma Dazhu's brain is also quite bright, and when he heard the squad leader say this, he knew that Chen Ming's way was right.
Hurriedly raised his hand: "Report."
"Speak."
"Report to the squad leader, it's not that we don't learn, it's that there are not enough stools, there is only one of these high stools in the dormitory, and the rest are Maza."
Forehead....
This is a problem, Zhao Lifei's eyes flickered.
There is indeed only one high stool in each dormitory, which is used to wipe the dust in the high places or the corners of the ceiling when cleaning up housekeeping, and it is not needed at other times, so I did not prepare more.
But as a squad leader, it was impossible to be asked by the recruits, so he glared at him and scolded: "Is this a problem?"
"If you have a way, you have to overcome the difficulties, borrow a stool from other dormitories, or go up to the third floor, our dormitory building, the third floor is an electric classroom, and there are all such high stools."
"Let's go, I'll take you there, one by one, don't let people worry, learn from Chen Ming."
Zhao Lifei led the team out of the dormitory, and the other eight people followed behind, and they didn't know what they were wrong, anyway, they were scolded.
Wang Shuaibing, who was lowering his head and pulling a stool, saw that he finally had no part in being scolded this time, and grinned happily: "Brother Chen, I admire you so much, haha."
"Finally, I don't have to be scolded, it's so comfortable."
"Look at your little bit of interest." Chen Ming smiled at the end, none of this was a matter for him.
It is difficult to fold quilts, and it is only for eighteen or nineteen-year-old, lively and active young people, it is particularly torturous, because of the stuffy gourd, there are not many otaku soldiers.
This difficulty is placed on men in their thirties and forties, who have been baptized by the years and polished by society, and their hearts have calmed down a lot.
Those people can watch fishing, watching cutting horseshoe, picking barnacles for a day.
What's so hard about folding a quilt into a tofu block?
"I'll tell you Shuaibing, let's two partners work hard, I will teach you, don't dare to say anything else, at least the whole class, the two of us can fold the quilt as soon as possible."
"Not being scolded is the foundation, do a good job, you can be praised, the squad leader will definitely treat us differently."
Chen Ming took the opportunity to encourage his teammates, which made Wang Shuaibing very excited, raised his arm to wipe the sweat on his cheeks, and responded loudly: "Brother Chen, you don't care about the rest."
"You just stand on it, I'll pull it, and you'll be in charge of folding the quilt in an hour." I'm too heavy, if you come to pull it, it's easy to pull your arms sore, and then you won't be able to fold them properly. ”
"I can hold on, no problem."
"Okay." Chen Ming nodded in response, a good partner, a real person.
Their side was in full swing, and not long after, the squad leader came back with the others.
Brought back four more high benches.
Now it's all right.
Ten people in the dormitory divided into five groups and began to work, and the quilt under the stool was replaced in turn.
Zhao Lifei is also happy to be idle, as a squad leader, all he wants is to let the soldiers he leads unite and be motivated.
The current situation of the first class is better than the recruits brought in previous years, and the more he looks at Chen Ming, the more pleasing he feels.
This soldier is really not bad.
After pressing for half an hour, just when this side was still full of energy, there was a burst of ghosts crying wolf songs from the dormitory next door.
I can faintly hear the lyrics:
"Through the wind and rain, through the blood and fire;"
"Glorious artillery brigade, assembled under the military flag;"
"Shells whistling, air patrols;"
"Ballistics fly, igniting the fire of loyalty...