Volume 3: Fellow villagers, let’s farm together~ Chapter 77 Tribal Shared Enterprises
At present, Xiao Yun has completed the process of peacefully usurping the distribution rights of collectively owned means of production and resources from the clan leaders and warriors.
The next thing Xiao Yun needs to do is to expand the means of production that are "shared by the tribe" - the development route of "tribal shared enterprises" with fine division of labor and clear responsibilities and powers is the fastest channel to improve tribal productivity at the current stage. Don't look at how countless people nowadays are madly criticizing state-owned enterprises. If it weren't for the solid foundation of state-owned enterprises in the first thirty years, the economic development in the next thirty years would have been out of control to the point where no one knows where. The simplest point is that if you want to sit at home and receive a package mailed by the other half of the country in three to five days, that's a dream.
Well...feudal rulers always say "it's easy to conquer a country but difficult to keep it", so this matter of making the means of production shared by the collective is actually no easier than the previous usurpation.
Many people have a strange misunderstanding about labor, thinking that anyone can participate in production, but the reality is not like this... In China, labor-intensive processing enterprises and third countries, the same minimum wage standard is used to recruit low-level migrant workers, and Chinese workers must be the best. Why? Because the lowest-level workers in China have at least attended junior high school, and at least know what collective and obedience mean. Because Chinese people are used to group life. In the first grade of elementary school, they are organized by teachers to line up according to class to participate in the flag-raising ceremony. There is also a simple military training when entering junior high school. Collectiveness has been implanted in the bones of the Chinese.
As for the situation Xiao Yun was facing, if he really wanted to drink milk, he had to raise cattle. If he wanted to improve productivity and develop the tribe, he had to train workers first. Although the aborigines grew up in a difficult environment where they would starve to death if they did not work, and they were quite hardworking as a whole, it was unscientific to require the aborigines to be disciplined and collective. That was why he held back and slowly trained the tribesmen for two years - collective labor, division of labor and cooperative labor, frequent job changes by individuals or small groups, and so many tricks. Was it because Xiao Yun had too much to do and was messing with the tribesmen? Of course not. This was all to make the tribesmen develop a sense of collectiveness and teamwork in the labor process. At the very least, they had to listen to whoever they worked with, and they could not be unorganized and undisciplined, and they could not do whatever they wanted.
The power of the collective is greater than that of the individual. This is the universal value of the Chinese in the modern world and the foundation of the Chinese miracle. Xiao Yun wants to create a livable environment that he believes is suitable for survival in this alien world. So no matter what means he uses, he must implant the spirit of collectivism into the minds of the aborigines of the grasslands. Otherwise, he might as well follow the trend of this world and honestly graze and hunt... Isn't there a petty bourgeois way to explain the choice of traversers to avoid difficulties and challenges, which is "adapt to local customs and adapt to the environment"? The sophisticated egoists suddenly traveled from ordinary people to young masters and princes of wealthy families. They were very skilled in flirting with prostitutes, enjoying the service of slaves, and kneeling and licking the powerful emperor in all directions. They were more feudal and stale than the aborigines, and they were more restored to the aborigines than the aborigines, and they boasted that they were very smart.
Uh... getting back to the topic, now that the wool spinning mill mainly staffed by caracals and gray dwarves has been built, Xiao Yun's next work plan has shifted to : the cement plant and brick factory should be separated from the engineering team and become independent projects.
Of course, before that, the benchmark of the tribe, that is, the earthworm breeding farm of the grassroots chief, must be determined to give others a clear reference - although Xiao Yun recognizes Qiuqiu's ability, Qiuqiu's weight is still not enough to be a benchmark figure.
"Fine division of labor?" The grassroots patriarch took off his gloves and turned around.
"Yes, professionals do professional things, or we should train professionals to do professional things." Xiao Yun explained in detail, "For example, Dahe and Niujiao are four professional cooks. No one can replace their work. Except for the busy farming season, they don't do anything other than cooking. Now we have assigned Qiuqiu and others to process woolen textiles. For other people who are engaged in professional work, or a production department with strong technical skills that we need, we will of course arrange corresponding people to contract them."
"Well...how about I be responsible for raising earthworms?" The grassroots chief understood immediately.
"Yes, everyone knows that you are the one raising earthworms, so let's make it clear that you are raising earthworms professionally and make it into rules, systems and regulations. Everyone in the tribe knows how important the earthworms you raise are to all of us. No one will think that you are wasting your time by taking three people to squat in the breeding greenhouse every day instead of farming or feeding pigs and sheep. So when we arrange other people to be responsible for professional labor like raising earthworms, which requires technical content but is not important in the short term, we certainly hope that these people can be respected by others."
"I see. You want me to set a good example." The Grassroots Chief smiled cheerfully. "That's no problem. Do you want me to bring this up during the work meeting?"
"Thank you so much." Xiao Yun sincerely shook the hand of the Grassroots Chief. Really, as they were all chiefs, the leopard and his own Fire Chief should really learn more from the Grassroots!
At the work meeting two days later, the grassroots tribe leader spontaneously proposed the establishment of an earthworm breeding farm. Anyway, there was no personnel change, so the three people who followed her to raise earthworms would be fixed, and the four of them would be responsible for all matters related to earthworm breeding in the future. When earthworm feed or earthworm fertilizer was needed, Qingyan, who was responsible for feeding pigs, cattle and sheep, and Dashui, who was responsible for tribal chores and field management, would communicate with her about the supply and demand.
Of course, everyone had no objection to this. When Xiao Yun then proposed that the cooking team of Dahe, Niu Jiao and others be renamed the canteen and also become independent "professional jobs", everyone was very receptive to it. After all, these were long-established jobs with high technical content.
Next, Sal, who is in charge of the wool in the bean sprout room and the mushroom greenhouse, also received the title of "professional"...
After deciding on these "professionals" who would not have any objections, Xiao Yun proposed the idea of setting up a cement plant and a brick factory. As soon as he said this, people who could keep up with his thinking realized: the filling is here!
Everyone knows how to make bricks. It is a very physically demanding job that does not require much brainpower. The two work team leaders, Dashui and Qingcao, thought about it and each nominated two or three people to take charge of what Ah Yun called "professional work." Xiao Yun understood that everyone lacked attention to the "shared enterprise" in the short term, so he did not say anything and just appointed Uncle Ah Shan to be the director of the brick factory. Ah Shan's brain was not flexible but his memory was really amazing. He was not afraid that he would make mistakes if he was in charge of such a strenuous job.
When we arrived at the cement factory, the atmosphere became a little serious. Making cement is really a technical job, and there are many details to pay attention to. Currently, only Lan Guo can do this job independently, but Lan Guo must be responsible for the construction project, because the caracals' woolen mill is still under construction.
"The cement factory is very polluting. I am considering moving the cement factory to a place far away from the tribe and close to the southern swamp, and putting the brick factory there as well." Xiao Yun unfolded the plan written on the cloth roll, "Because our demand for cement will be very large in the future, we have to abandon the original backward firing process. Several gray dwarves who are good at firing will enter the cement factory to cooperate with the work. The person in charge of the cement factory must communicate with Baru for a long time to research and develop closed grinding equipment that is more conducive to crushing and grinding cement and reducing dust pollution, as well as cement mixers with stronger applicability..."
After hearing this, no one dared to sign up. How could they dare to take on this responsibility if they couldn’t even understand it?
Xiao Yun smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone. Before this project was launched, I had already developed the first batch of cement plant equipment with Baru. For example, the huge cylindrical kiln with a ceramic layer inside and a steel plate outside that everyone helped move to the open space near the swamp a while ago is a new kiln for burning cement... and the cement grinding machine with three layers inside and outside, which is too heavy to move, is prepared for the cement plant. Although the kinetic energy still relies on manpower to drive the external winch, the grinding and crushing are all carried out in a relatively closed space, and the dust hazards can be controlled to a certain extent..."
Modern cement plants are highly polluting, not to mention in this world. No matter how hard one tries to tinker with auxiliary machinery to reduce dust pollution, the harm is still there. Therefore, Xiao Yun predicts that the cement plant will have frequent personnel changes in the future, and the employment period will be limited to one year for replacement. If there are criminals, war criminals, etc., they will be locked up for labor reform... cough cough cough!
"I'll do it." The Fire Clan leader raised his hand.
Xiao Yun looked at him in horror.
"Leave it to me, I'll do it." The Fire Clan leader said seriously.
"Uh... Leader Huoyan, you want to be the director of the cement factory?" Xiao Yun didn't quite believe it.
"I don't know how to burn cement, but I will learn. I have been raising earthworms with grass roots for so long, and it's time for me to do what a clan leader should do." The Fire Clan leader was very serious.
Xiao Yun nodded silently... Originally, he wanted to compare the difficulty of a bunch of cement factories and then take the job himself. After all, the tribe has a small population, less than two hundred, and the construction task is just that. He would not require the cement factory to have a high production capacity, and he still has time to slowly upgrade the cement equipment - who knows whether Chief Huoyan will suddenly develop the self-esteem of the chief!
"This is a great stimulation. I should stop talking nonsense in the future and decide what to do soon." After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Xiao Yun thought that being Huo Yan's factory director would not prevent him from giving orders about the cement factory, so he turned his attention to the three team leaders.
At this time, the first person to speak was the usually taciturn Yu. He looked at one of the warriors and said, "Mumu, why don't you go help Huoyan?"
The snow werewolf warrior Mumu is a female. Her physique is among the best in the tribe. Her brain is not as good as Hongye's, but she is still quite smart.
When Yu mentioned her name, she was stunned for a moment. Xiao Yun thought that this soldier would refuse, but she showed an eager expression: "Ayun, do you think I can do it?"
"As long as you dare to try, there is nothing you can't do." Xiao Yun immediately gave a thumbs up.
"Okay, then I'll learn with Huoyan too." Mumu nodded immediately and continued patrolling after the busy farming season. She had been bored to death. She had always envied Ashan and Ayue for being in the engineering team.
With the soldiers assisting Huoyan, the rest was easy. Dashui and Qingcao muttered for a long time and then pulled out two more people. Lan Guo also released two people from the engineering team. A total of six people in the cement factory makeshift team were set up.
During this period, the cat warriors present at the meeting wanted to speak very much but didn't know how to start, especially the snow leopard warrior Rosemary, who stared at Xiao Yun anxiously, but Xiao Yun deliberately pretended not to see him - now is not the time for these cat warriors to enter the "formal organization". Qiuqiu can bring the golden cat lynx into the woolen mill because Qiuqiu can control the situation.
Qingyan just looked at it and said nothing... Anyway, he was "taking care of the children" for the snow werewolves.
Xia's expression was rather deep, and he didn't say a word during the entire meeting. It seemed that he had been "trained" well by Qingyan and Hongye, and knew that it was not easy to be in charge of specific affairs in the Snow Wolf Tribe...
Last time, Xiao Yun broke the window paper for Qingyan and Hongye. After thinking about it, the two of them arranged for Xia to take care of three cat warriors and four snow wolf cubs, and let Xia be in charge of the pigpen - two pigpens were added after the sows gave birth in spring, in order to avoid the problem of too high pig breeding density and difficulty in maintaining hygiene; the specifications of the three pigpens were comparable to the scale of warehouses, and the compartments were separated by cement boards. Seventy or eighty pigs were raised in one pigpen, and they were fed three meals in the morning and evening. The pigpens were cleaned in between. The cement floor in the pigpen was scalded with hot water every three days, and the walls and floors inside the pen were thoroughly cleaned with disinfectant (sodium chloride solution electrolyzed from brine, which releases electricity into 20% brine for thirty minutes to meet the disinfection needs of the livestock farm. The electricity provider is Balke) every seven days.
This job cannot be said to be very tiring, but it is inevitably tedious, especially when it comes to feeding. The Snow Werewolves are very particular: pig feed can be absorbed faster after being cooked, and the cooked pig grass, alfalfa and bean dregs must be mixed with earthworm powder and salt - currently the majority of the tribe's meat is provided by pig farming, so no matter how careful you are, it can never be too much.
At first, everyone followed the old rules to raise pigs , and nothing went wrong. But Xia was unwilling to give up, and he wanted to make trouble all the time. As a result, the four snow wolf cubs turned their butts away and asked the three cat warriors to work honestly with them... Obeying the collective is important, but the purpose of obeying the collective is to better complete the task, which is more important. The simple-minded snow wolf is particularly clear about this - if the work is not done well, no points will be given when distributing snacks! It's a big problem!
Recently, Ayun built a waterwheel oil press by the river. The waterwheel drives the gears to exert downward force, squeezes the flat-head iron drill bit downward, and squeezes out the oil in the black beans to make fried snacks for everyone (the bean dregs can also be used to feed pigs). No one wants to have their share of snacks taken away!
Well... Xiao Yun originally planned to build a water-powered mill, but later found that grinding was a job for the grassland people to stand and chat and relax, so he changed it to oil pressing - soybeans that have only been domesticated by tauren and whose genes have not been adjusted to match the counterparts have a low oil yield, but vegetable oil is vegetable oil, and it is delicious to use it to fry twisted dough sticks, pork skin, bean cakes, fish and shrimp rolls, etc., and pork floss fried with soybean oil is more fragrant. Anyway, there is no condition to pay "salary" and it is impossible to let people go hungry, so the extra snack share is used as an incentive and punishment mechanism, which works just as well.
In short, this ambitious leopard is facing the difficult situation of not being able to lead a pig farming team of seven people, and it is unlikely to be able to make a jump in the short term.
At the meeting, it was decided that the first batch of tribal-owned enterprises would be approved. Next, the entire tribe began to mobilize the entire population to implement the projects and work hard to build them: the grass roots, wool, sal, and canteen chef team's work sites were already there, while the caracal's wool spinning mill, Uncle Ashan's brick factory, and Chief Huoyan's cement factory had only been designated locations, and there was nothing on the sites except grass and messy stones.
Time passed unnoticed as he worked busily from sunrise to sunset. After 150 days of rice planting, Xiao Yun, who had been counting the days, checked the fullness of the rice ears in the rice fields and announced that it was time to harvest the rice.
Well... actually it wasn't that formal. After all, it was the first attempt to grow rice. Although there was technical guidance provided by the Minotaur, Xiao Yun didn't dare to waste it. He only planted 120 acres. The three work teams took time to harvest them in one day, and there was no need to transfer the patrolling soldiers over.
The harvested rice was dried and thrashed in the square, the husked rice was swept up and put into boxes, and weighed with a wooden pole made by the gray dwarves...
Fifty thousand jin, a little more.
The 120 acres of rice were taken care of like an old grandfather. Even when there was a shortage of soil and fertilizer for the wheat, these rice uncles were not lacking. In order to grow these rice well, he also specially tore off the snake vines and pests, caught frogs and dragonflies from the swamp, and brought in a beehive when the rice bloomed - but in the end, he only managed to produce a yield of a little over 400 kilograms per acre.
The Snow Wolves, who were happy as long as they had a harvest, waved their arms and cheered for the new grain. Only Xiao Yun silently raised his head 45 degrees to the sky, letting the blue sky witness his sad tears... In the early days of the liberation of New China, there was no hybrid rice and no enough fertilizer, and the yield per mu could only reach 800 kilograms...
"Huh... I still have to find an opportunity to go and learn from the Minotaur in person. It doesn't make sense that they can grow 600 kilograms of yield while ours is so much less. There must be a problem somewhere that we haven't noticed." Holding back his sadness, Xiao Yun cheered up and asked everyone to help him select seeds and set them aside. He had already kept quite a few large and plump rice ears before, and he could choose more from the batch that was harvested now.
In fact, Xiao Yun knew very well that the low rice yield was a problem with the rice seeds. Before hybrid rice came out, the Chinese farmers, who were the best farmers on the planet, could only produce 800 kilograms no matter how intensively they cultivated the land or how favorable the weather and location were. Those who disliked hybrid rice for not tasting as good as native rice were the ones who had never been hungry. They were all idiots who cursed as soon as they put down their bowls after eating.
The key problem is here... He doesn't understand hybrid rice! He has no idea what's going on!
I did read a popular science article written by an agronomist somewhere, which said that a certain type of high-yield wheat seed was soaked in sulfuric acid or something, which changed the wheat seed's genes or something...
"Well, there is plenty of land anyway. As long as someone can open it up and grow crops, there will be unlimited land. Don't worry about the yield!"
The rice was stored in the warehouse, and the more than 800 mu of soybeans planted with alfalfa on the south bank were ready to be harvested. Last year, the soybeans were planted with inferior seeds that were patchworked together. This year, the soybeans were not so embarrassing. When planting, Xiao Yun led people to carefully select the seeds, and also built beehives in the fields to increase the efficiency of pollen transmission. The yield has tripled compared to last year - well, it was mainly because the soybean yield last year was too low, 200 kilograms per mu, and the farmers shed tears of sympathy...
About 500,000 kilograms of soybeans have been stored, and then it is time to harvest the third crop of alfalfa this year. This year's land reclamation and sowing started a month earlier than last year, and this crop of alfalfa can still have five centimeters of root stubble to grow another round. Anyway, alfalfa can be harvested in only fifty or sixty days, so just harvest it before it snows.
The sixteen warehouses built last year, others thought at that time that Ayun was careless and left empty houses of no use, but now that they are full, everyone knows that Ayun was preparing for a rainy day... I don't know how many people's friendship towards Xiao Yun has increased from respect to admiration overnight, and he has made a lot of new friends... ahem.
After the autumn harvest, everyone returned to the previous intensive construction project - fully demonstrating Xiao Yun's favorite saying: There is never enough work to do!
And during this period...Xia has been raising pigs, and is still raising pigs.
At this moment, he was standing in pigpen No. 3 with a pale face, facing the sow in the cubicle who was several months pregnant and eating happily with her big belly. He was indifferent even when the pig food residue in the trough splashed and jumped onto the back of his feet.
The chief of the cat tribe... was tragically ostracized.
The seven-person pig-raising team takes care of more than 200 pigs in three pig pens from morning to night. Because the pig pens are clean and hygienic, the temperature is suitable, and the piglets are castrated and fed in isolation when they are one month old, sows do not give birth to only one litter of piglets a year like in the wild. Many of the sows that gave birth to piglets in the spring are now pregnant. To ensure that the sows can give birth to healthy piglets, the feeding rate for the pregnant sows has been increased to four meals a day.
Xia, who was supposed to be the team leader, was squeezed out to feed the pregnant sows alone, while the others were busy disinfecting pigpen No. 1 and pigpen No. 2... All the pigs in the pen were let out to move around, and they were wandering around the door.
Xia stared at the sow eating happily, and this thought popped up in his mind: It would be great if other people were happy to be given some food like this pig...
He squatted down and put his head in his hands, looking depressed. How could this happen? How could he become the unpopular person in the group? What did he do wrong?
It has been just over three months and less than four months since he came to the Snow Wolf Tribe. The cats who used to surround him every day have gradually shifted their attention to other things. They either concentrate on their own work or make new friends and form their own circles. Xia, the tribe leader who wanted to unite the cats into one, has become the untimely "conservative" - everyone has adapted to the busy and fulfilling new life in the new tribe, with good sleep and good food, but Xia always likes to talk about his previous days in the cat tribe, which naturally makes the cats, who already think more than the Snow Wolf people, feel uncomfortable.
Indeed, in the Snow Wolf tribe, there are many things to do every day and the work is never finished, but life here is also very comfortable. You won’t wake up hungry in the middle of the night, you don’t have to worry about when the food in the tribe will run out, and you don’t have to worry about whether friends who go out on patrol and hunting can come back safely - why would you miss your previous life when you can live like this?
The multi-racial cat tribe is more complicated in its thinking than the simple snow werewolves. Whenever Mr. Xia tries to bring up the past, the cats can't help but worry: If they miss their previous lives, will the snow wolf tribe be unhappy?
With such concerns, it is no wonder that the cats are drifting away from the "out-of-date" leader Xia...
"Xia, are you here?"
Xia Mu was stunned for a moment, then quickly put his hand down and looked back as if nothing had happened.
Hongye stood outside the door and waved at him with a smile: "My shoes are not clean, so I won't go in. Xia, come here for a moment. I want to discuss something with you."
Xiao Yun stipulated that no one who had not been disinfected was allowed to enter the pigpen. After all, concentrated breeding has a high risk of disease, so no matter how cautious one is, it cannot be too much.
"What's the matter?" Xia walked out of the pigsty calmly, without any trace of the previous loss and confusion on his face.
Hongye said, "It's like this, Dahe... the canteen is too busy, so they handed the oil press over to us. The dried soybeans need to be pressed into oil quickly, but the oil pressing machine is too complicated for them to use. How about you put aside your work here and take care of the oil press for a while?"
"..." Xia hesitated. He was unwilling to leave the pig-raising team that made him feel frustrated, but he was really a little discouraged recently. After thinking about it, he nodded.
Hongye breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's great. I can rest assured now... For something this technical, it's better for you cats to do it."
Xia looked at Hongye and suddenly found this snow werewolf extremely pleasing to the eye - people who have been denied to the point of doubting their lives are the ones who don't need praise. Hongye didn't even praise him, but just praised the cat tribe for being more reliable, and this guy thought Hongye was a good person.
