Volume 6: Helping the World Chapter 177 The Last Lesson (Part 2)
"That's right, I just want everyone to work harder and squeeze everyone's labor more efficiently." Xiao Yun simply gave up and said expressionlessly.
"Huh? What?" Balke, who had been dozing off for a long time, suddenly woke up, causing Harris and Primo to look at him sideways.
"You really said it directly!" Rosemary pinched her thigh.
Chief Li turned around and spread his hands to everyone ┓(￢_￢)┏, and he knew that this was what Ayun was talking about.
"Don't just think about me exploiting you. Like I said just now, look at it from another angle. This is also a good thing for our tribe to divide a part of the collective wealth to give back to everyone. It's a welfare." Xiao Yun pretended not to see the bitter and vengeful faces of these silly and cute people. "For example, in the future, our cafeteria will be reformed. We will no longer cook whatever everyone eats. Instead, we will develop it internally like the welfare department with a business model, providing a variety of dishes every day. As long as you have enough money, you can eat whatever you want."
Ashan's eyes lit up, and Balk slapped his thigh vigorously: "We should have done this a long time ago. Now in the cafeteria, we have to eat whatever Niu Jiao wants to eat. Does it make sense?"
"Did you hear everything? I'm not giving you the food for free. You have to pay for it!" Qingyan shouted.
"How could my uncle Balke be short of money?" Balke was unhappy .
"Are you sure the salary Ayun gives you is enough for you to eat?" Qingyan sneered.
Balk was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and stared at Xiao Yun with great intensity.
Xiao Yun: "…Is my reputation so bad (#`O′)!!"
Except for Uncle Ashan, the other tribesmen all had the same expression in their eyes: (￢_￢)...What else?
Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun silently held his forehead with his hand. He had realized that these guys were born to irritate him.
"Please understand what I am saying. Indeed, the reform of the big pot meal model of collective wealth distribution into a private property distribution system of more work, more pay is to motivate all members of the tribe to work more actively. But at the same time, this reform is also to redistribute the surplus wealth created by everyone and give it back to all workers."
After a long breath, Xiao Yun patiently explained to everyone: "Take last year's total tribal income as an example. After deducting various expenses from last year's fiscal revenue, the total surplus gold coins is 32,307. Everyone has calculated this number in math class."
The so-called making a fortune in silence, porcelain that is specially used to exchange for aluminum powder and sun cloth from the elves does not count, and the miscellaneous income such as canned fruits and pickles does not need to be included, and the soy sauce that is half-sold and half-given away does not count. Only the seemingly insignificant business of vinegar, vermicelli, woolen products, cold rabbit cans, food store turnover, etc., allowed the Snow Wolf Tribe to earn more than half of Ananas' GDP (calculated in universal copper coins, it is 160 million. One gold coin = ten grams of gold = 5,000 copper coins, with sufficient purchasing power)... or it is the net profit after deducting all expenses.
However, everyone did not feel excited when they heard this number. Instead, they felt even more bitter and resentful - no one felt anything was too hard about the process of making money, but the process of calculating this number really made everyone want to put Ayun in a sack!
"We need to keep part of this gold coin as a common precious metal reserve for the tribe, and part as a reserve for the tribe to purchase supplies. The rest will be invested in tribal construction as construction funds." Xiao Yun raised a finger. "For example, after the snow melts in the spring of this year, the Blue Fruit engineering team needs to build a water conservancy irrigation facility with a total length of 12,000 meters. Then our work meeting will allocate funds to the Blue Fruit engineering team equal to the amount of work they have done. This money includes the cost of purchasing bricks from the brick factory, the cost of purchasing cement from the cement factory, and the salaries of all the people in the engineering team."
“The work of the engineering team is no longer just for the tribe, but also for themselves. Their efforts will be converted into equivalent remuneration and distributed reasonably to all staff members.”
"But the engineering team still belongs to the tribe's common enterprise, not to Lang Guo himself or anyone else. The projects contracted by the engineering team are issued by the work meeting, and the transfer of personnel above the middle management level needs to be approved by the tribal work meeting."
Carrying out collective wealth redistribution and creating opportunities for everyone to realize their labor does not mean that Xiao Yun will let go of the shared enterprises. It is true that the big pot of state-owned enterprises will drag down the national finances, but what will happen if there are no state-owned enterprises or viable enterprises are not endorsed by public power? Just look at Japan and South Korea next door to the mainland and you will know...
"Everyone has heard about the harm of monopoly. Our tribe now has two engineering teams and two work teams. In the future, there will be a second brick factory, a second cement factory, and a wool spinning factory to achieve healthy internal competition and promote a virtuous cycle in all production links. Then the first comparison point of healthy competition is to see whether the project led by everyone can be self-sufficient." Xiao Yun looked at the tribesmen and big cats who served as the management with a sharp gaze. "If you can't even be self-sufficient with the support of the tribe and the tribe arranging sales for everyone, then let's think about it with our conscience. The tribe has handed over the shared enterprise to you. Are you worthy of the trust of the tribe?"
Everyone's expression was very serious... Speaking of responsibility, this group of management who were responsible for the land reclamation really had no shortage of it. Even Xia, who used to be the most clueless, understood the relationship between power and responsibility after being deeply educated. They couldn't find any reason to object to Xiao Yun's statement - let alone the cat tribe, even the snow wolf tribe had to have some dignity no matter how stupid and cute they were. Even Ashan wouldn't do it~
Xiao Yun calmly picked up the teacup and said, "What are you standing there for? Take notes."
As he wrote, Harris first felt that the soul of the snake was sublimated, but then he felt something was wrong. He was clearly talking about the issue of wealth distribution in the tribe, so why did Ayun suddenly turn it into responsibility? This... this seemed like a substitution of concepts? ?
Primo was struggling. He had wanted to leave a long time ago, but for some reason he still wanted to continue listening...
"We return to the starting point, taking out part of the tribe's wealth and redistributing it, so as to achieve the goal of promoting production enthusiasm by paying more for more work, and at the same time provide a way for everyone in the tribe to realize their labor. We cannot expect everyone to be selfless and dedicated to the public. If we do not provide labor realization through formal channels, others will find ways to do it in other ways. Instead of waiting until problems arise, it is better to do a good job of prevention."
When it comes to this part, the face of the chief of the A Li tribe is a little strange... Xia, on the other hand, looks calm. The former has the intention but not the courage, and has only succeeded in taking advantage of a little bit so far. He is a little embarrassed when Xiao Yun says this, as if he is pointing at him; as for the latter... well, he has really been taught enough lessons, and his intention and courage are gone.
"The cashed-in coins can be put into the consumer market to promote internal economic circulation. Uncle Ashan likes to eat delicious food, so he can use his labor remuneration for food consumption. The grassroots chief likes the well-cut sun cloth suit, so he can use the labor income to buy clothes. The canteen and the welfare department collect the coins from everyone by producing goods, which are used to settle employee salaries and pay material costs - the sun cloth purchased by the tribe and the grain produced by the agricultural production team." Xiao Yun spread his hands and smiled, "Everyone has earned money through their own labor and can use it to invest in their own preferences, and the coins are still circulating in the tribe, and the total wealth of the tribe has not been lost. From the perspective of tribal managers, tribal resources are still taken from everyone and used for everyone. This is a win-win situation. Why shouldn't we support it?"
This simplified economic theory was a bit difficult to understand. Everyone was stunned for a long time. Only the smarter ones, Cao Gen, A Li, Qing Yan, Da He, Rosemary, and Xia, showed surprised expressions...
Xiao Yun added: "Of course, the canteen does not provide free meals. We also have to consider that there are people in the tribe who cannot work for some reason, or who can only earn a small amount of money for various reasons. So although we have cancelled the big pot meal, we must not make money from daily necessities in the internal economic circulation. Food and clothing must be ensured to be affordable for the lowest-income people."
Everyone understood this and nodded. They didn't let the tribesmen starve to death during the most difficult times, and they couldn't do that even after they had enough supplies.
This is also the experience on Earth. After Russia recovered, no matter how bad the economy was, it didn't cause any big problems, because the daily necessities were cheap enough. In contrast, Venezuela has the world's largest oil reserves, but after being cheated by the Americans, the civilians have to go through the trash cans... This is really funny.
As for housing - the internal and external pressures faced by the tribe and the population base of the tribe are far from the point where it is necessary to release the monster of the housing market. There may be a need in a few hundred years, but by that time Xiao Yun will probably be left with only a handful of bones, so there is no point in worrying about it.
After everyone finished taking notes, Xiao Yun took a sip of water slowly, and then said with a smile: "Of course, we have to return to the tribe to discuss this matter at the work meeting before we can consider implementing it. Now, you might as well do some exercises when you have time. Calculate how much start-up capital you need to ask the tribe for approval when you are required to be self-sufficient for the things you are in charge of..." He suddenly reached out to grab Balk who wanted to escape, and signaled Ashan to help with his eyes, "...This money is not taken for free. At the end of the year, not only must you return the loan from the tribe, but you must also pay the interest. As for how to set the project tax rate, we will hold a meeting to decide then."
Everyone: “…”
Balk struggled hard: "I quit. I don't care about the flour mill anymore. I've worked so hard and you still exploit me in various ways!"
"How can you talk like that! Why don't you think about how much the factory director's salary is? He can't support a fat dragon like you with that income?!" Xiao Yun scolded.
"How am I fat?"
"You thought I didn't see you fighting with your dad last time you transformed?"
"I'm still growing! Still growing!"
Under normal circumstances, Qingyan and Rosemary would definitely laugh at Balk, but now no one was in the mood, and they left the table with twitching lips and went back to their rooms... We can't believe what Ayun said about the benefits! Ayun is a liar! !
While Xiao Yun was scolding Balk, he also found time to remind everyone: "Remember to do the exercises, and set a good example for the friends who stayed behind in the tribe!"
Primo couldn't stand it anymore, so he quietly got up and ran away...
The next day, Carlisle was busy all day happily cleaning up the younger brothers of the four nobles, and pickyly picking up some useful marginal people from among them to keep to sell his magnanimous image. On the third day, when he was preparing for the court banquet, holding a welcome party for the teacher and a snow wolf specialty exhibition, he finally had time to meet his friends from the Snow Wolf tribe. Then... he saw many faces that looked desperate.
Carlisle: “???” Is the food quality in the palace so bad? ?
Go see the teacher again... Well, Teacher Ayun is always very energetic and can't be used as a reference.
"...Is it that everyone is not used to the climate in St. Bridges? Can't sleep well at night?" Carlisle asked the teacher suspiciously.
"How could it be? The climate in St. Bridget couldn't be better." Xiao Yun, accompanied by His Royal Highness the Prince, led the tribesmen through the small garden to the main hall with his hands behind his back, admiring the green plants in the garden. His tone was not without envy, "Your winter is only cold for a month or so, and it snows for no more than ten days. If you work harder, you can harvest grain twice a year, potatoes and sweet potatoes three times a year, and vegetables and forage four or five times a year. Oh, it's really enviable~"
Carlisle: “…” It was clearly a compliment, so why did he feel a chill down his spine when he heard it?
The short one-month winter in St. Bridget is coming to an end, and on the grassland, the extreme cold that has frozen thousands of miles of land is still ravaging the earth.
A group of tiger warriors were running wildly in the snow against the howling cold wind.
The snow was frozen solid on the lower layer but still fresh on the upper layer, leaving deep indentations when stepped on. Even the tiger warriors, who were the strongest in the continent, would have a hard time traveling long distances in such an environment. When they reached a jungle that was not covered by snow, they stopped breathlessly.
"We can't catch up like this, Yale." Veteran Harry took off his backpack and threw it on the snow, then sat down. "The valley we found before is where the Snow Wolf Tribe hid their sleds. They snatched people from the fourth camp, took a detour back from the direction of our third camp, and left the middle tent of the fourth camp behind. Now only our camp has found their tracks... Even if we catch up, what can we do?"
Yale sat casually on the snow, closed his eyes and thought.
The fourth camp was attacked, and the people sent by the third camp to support headed northeast. Only he, who didn't really want to get involved in this, led the team south. Unexpectedly... they ran into the Snow Wolf Tribe who chose to take a detour.
If he was to chop the enemy with his weapon, Yale would do it without hesitation, but those people just wanted to rescue the snow wolves of the same tribe, and Yale really didn't know how to chop with his knife - were the people in the Fourth Battalion crazy? ! The cat tribe was not enough, and they also attacked the snow wolf tribe? !
"Then we won't chase them." Yale opened his eyes and said calmly, "We will rush to the Fourth Battalion immediately and inform the other camps of the news."
Veteran Harry did not respond, but just looked at Yale with strange eyes.
Yale's eyelids drooped slightly: "Are you questioning my orders, Harry."
"No." Harry hesitated, shook his head, and shouted to the others, "The account owner said to stop the pursuit and head to the Fourth Battalion."
"Oh——" the exhausted soldiers responded lazily.
Yale stood up and walked towards the jungle: "I'm going to find some dry firewood."
Harry knew that he wanted to be alone for a while, but after thinking it over, he shamelessly followed him: "I'll come too."
Yale glanced at him sideways and said nothing.
The forest in winter is not open to the public, and the snow pits everywhere can kill the most agile snow deer (don't get close to trees when skiing). But this is nothing to the tiger tribe, as they can easily jump out of the deepest snow pits.
Yale broke off some relatively dry branches with his bare hands and stuffed them into his arms. He waited for a while, and the veteran Harry really spoke: "Yale, do you disagree with the Fourth Battalion's approach?"
"What do you mean?" Yale turned around and asked in a very casual tone.
Harry met Yale's gaze, his golden pupils seemed to glow: "Let me be frank, are you against...Tiger King?"
Yale stared at him for a while, then tilted his head and smiled indifferently: "Why do you say that?"
"After the snow melts, the Third Battalion's stockpiled supplies and our warriors will go to the underground city through the underground world entrance at the Great Gorge." Harry was unusually excited. "I thought we were going back to the Far East. I thought we were going to fight the damned bear tribe that exiled the tiger tribe and humiliated us for more than two hundred years. But the Tiger King told us that our warriors would go to the underground city to fight to the death with those dwarves we have never seen before!"
"Calm down, Harry." Yale exhaled lightly, "Tiger King is also doing this for the future of our race..."
"Do you really believe that!" Harry roared.
Yale stood quietly for a while, then suddenly threw the branch in his arms hard onto the snow.
Harry smiled contentedly: "I told you - it's impossible. I know how you usually look at those cat slave warriors."
Yale's pure golden pupils turned red with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Now that you know, don't say such things again, Harry..."
Harry's expression calmed down, and he said word by word: "I understand, Yale, I won't say it again."
Yale raised his fist and tapped Harry's chest: "The glory of the Tiger Tribe...just keep it in your heart and mine."
Harry nodded, raised his fist and pounded it into Yale's chest.
A few dozen kilometers to the southwest, twelve sleds were lined up and speeding across the snow.
The sled has a hollow alloy steel frame and a four by six square meter cabin welded on the body. The interior of the cabin's walls are coated with aluminum powder, the middle layer is sandwiched with several layers of cotton cloth, and the outer layer is brushed with a layer of cement. Although it cannot provide absolute insulation in such weather, it can at least prevent the temperature inside the house from dissipating too much.
These twelve sleds, which were built with great painstaking efforts and huge investments, played a major role in this operation. At least the forty-one snow wolf tribe members who were rescued from the tiger tribe's camp have normal physical signs so far, and none of them have suffered from frostbite during the journey due to long-term high-intensity labor and physical weakness.
In one of the car cabins, Yu used his palm to feel the body temperature of a thin fellow tribesman, carefully pulled his hand out, and wrapped the person in a blanket woven with aluminum wire. He also checked the body temperature of several other fellow tribesmen in the same room, and confirmed that there was no problem. Then he came out of the house, pressed down the animal skin door curtain with his backpack, jumped off the speeding sled with a pair of skis, and waited for Xiaohua and others who were following behind to catch up.
"Are the tiger tribe still chasing us?" Yu waved and asked when he saw Xiaohua catching up on skis.
"I can't smell anything for now." Xiaohua stopped to take a breath. "But it may be because the wind is too strong today. We can't stop yet. I didn't expect that there would be people searching outside the camp here. Fortunately, our sled is hidden far away."
Yu looked towards the east, his eyes turned cold: "It doesn't matter if they catch up. Our compatriots have suffered enough. If there is a chance, we should capture some prisoners and let them know what it feels like to worry about their compatriots."
Xiaohua sighed, "It's a pity that we didn't have enough time, otherwise we could have rescued some of our fellow Centaurs... Ayun said that when the Tiger Tribe and the Dwarves start fighting, we can find a way to exchange our supplies for slaves. Alas, I don't know how many Centaurs will be left by then."
Hearing what Xiaohua said, Yu also wanted to sigh - one-fifth of Ayi's people died, but Sayre's people suffered heavy losses. Who asked the Centaurs to be the first race attacked by the Tiger Tribe?
Glancing towards the east again, Yu took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions: "Let's go, let's send the people back to the tribe first... take them home."
"Well, let's go home." Xiaohua nodded, called out to the soldiers following behind, and caught up with the sled team on her skis.
The main hall of St. Bridget's Palace, the banquet hall.
Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Harris, the snake walker who took the initiative to talk to him for the first time in so many days.
There were many people attending the banquet, but it was no surprise that the Snow Wolf Clan was left out in the cold… Only Dahe, Qingyan, and Rosemary, three guys who still had some good looks, were popular. No one else, including the sage Ayun, except for His Royal Highness the Prince and the court mages, was willing to come up and chat with them.
This is not difficult to understand... At the beginning, Xiao Yun's appearance in wolf form made the bureaucrats feel upset, but the day before yesterday, he tricked a prince, two earls and a grand duchess at the same time, which was really terrifying - Grand Duchess De Witt has always claimed that she is the diplomatic symbol of St. Bridget and the Duchy of Llanelli. No matter what the truth is, she did marry the former Grand Duke of the Duchy of Llanelli, which is enough for this woman to gain political capital and be recognized as one of the most unshakable dignitaries under Prince Hillbottom.
But even such a person was deceived by the Snow Wolf Tribe and was dealt with by His Royal Highness the Prince with a sufficient excuse. He was driven out of the royal city and "sent" to the border overnight. No matter what twists and turns there are, it is enough to make people tremble in their hearts... and acquiesce that the Snow Wolf Tribe is a jinx.
The number one "jinx" Sage Ayun naturally became the most prestigious party wallflower - of course Xiao Yun didn't mind this, it didn't matter whether he was popular or not, as long as there were buyers for the things he put out for sale later~
"You mean, your tribe was also exiled by the Beast King?"
Hearing that Harris was willing to talk to him, especially about such a private matter with great potential, Xiao Yun suddenly became excited and turned around with great interest.
Anyone who knows a little about social principles knows that if an acquaintance is willing to confide in you about their privacy, it means that they want to be friends with you.
Harris turned his eyes away, as if he couldn't bear to look back on that memory: "... Sixteen years ago, the Beast King recruited warriors from all tribes to march to the Ice and Snow King City. My people are naturally afraid of the cold and cannot climb the Samar Snow Mountain... The Beast King drove my tribe out of the Far East Continent on the pretext that the Snake Tribe did not obey the call... My tribe had no choice but to come to the Southern Continent, and the tribe was scattered, lingering on in the human kingdom..."
Xiao Yun’s face froze. Wait a minute, I thought there were multiple objects of solidarity—the snake tribe can’t stand the cold, what should I do?
