It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 10 The production team distributes food! (Please read and collect)
In the brigade headquarters room, two lanterns hung on the beams, emitting an orange light and stretching the figures.

A group of old and young men were squatting or sitting, staring at the account books and smoking cigarettes in a depressed mood.

Sun Jianping and the eleven educated youths who went to the countryside together also stood outside and watched the excitement. According to regulations, they were still entitled to a year's ration supply, but after one year, they had to fully integrate into the countryside and join the food distribution team. bingo.

"It's been too dry this year. I paid 40,000 kilograms of public grain and I don't know how much is left..."

"No matter how much is left, there is not enough to eat..."

"Is three hundred and six enough? Let's make do with it. Isn't this how we always come here in the past years..."

"Is it possible to score three hundred and sixty points this year? It's hard for me to even see two hundred and sixty!"

A group of women were standing in the yard, with their hands on their sleeves, stamping their feet, and chattering. Cao Wuyue ran over and raised her face, "Brother, it's so cold!"

"What are you doing here when you're not sleeping well at home?" Sun Jianping picked up the little girl, pinched her cold little ears, and asked.

"Mom, dad, grandpa, and brother are not at home. I'm scared!" Xiao Wuyue hurriedly pulled out a piece of Sun Jianping's hair. "My brother's hair is so naughty. It stood up on end..."

Sun Jianping smiled and held her cold little hand, and Captain Cao coughed in the room, "Everyone be quiet, let me say a few words first!"

There was a sudden silence in the room. The old and young men stretched their necks and stared eagerly at the thick black leather account book in his hand, with their hearts pounding.

"After the grain harvesting is finished, the public rations have been paid, and it's almost winter. We have to share the rations, otherwise some families will have to suffer from the northwest wind."

Everyone laughed in embarrassment, right? Ermajia is a notoriously poor team, and it's common for them to be unable to get to the bottom of things.

"This year there were droughts in the spring and floods in the summer, and a lot of damage was done by wild boars. After a total calculation, including sorghum, corn, wheat, soybeans...all counted, we weighed 150,000 kilograms and paid zero for the public grain. The total amount of overall grain planning, grain reservation, reserve grain, mobile grain, and feed grain for cattle, horses and livestock is 40,000 kilograms. Thirty-five thousand plus forty thousand minus ten, there is still a hundred and fifty thousand kilograms left..."

Lao Cao counted on his fingers, and a good guy immediately reported the number, "Seventy-five thousand!"

"That's right, seventy-five thousand. Our team now has a population of 263, an adult labor force of 106, and three households with five guarantees..."

In a normal year, according to the unified regulations from above, the average person, including adult laborers, the elderly, children, five-guarantee households, military martyrs, etc., can be allocated an average of about 360 kilograms of grain to ensure the most basic survival needs. .

These are raw grains that have not been peeled or shelled, including corn, sorghum, soybeans, wheat, millet, millet, etc., as long as they can be called grains, they will be lost again after the grains are ground and sieved. One-tenth of the amount.

As for work points and grain, it is calculated based on attendance and work points. Generally, a prime-age labor force with full attendance can receive about 30% more grain.

This year's grain harvest was poor, and another forty-three days of voluntary labor were allocated. Evenly divided, each work point was only one cent or two cents. Some people cheated and worked less, and the work point income was not even enough to get the rations. This resulted in a situation where after one year of working, not only did the workers not make any money, but they also owed money to the production team.

These are the so-called "default households", and these families account for more than one-third of Ermajia Village.

"This is not enough for three hundred and sixty pounds!"

Everyone listened to Captain Cao ramble on about the figures reported, with sad expressions on their faces. Some smart people have already calculated that this amount of food is equal to 285 kilograms per person. The hanging point is zero, and I can eat until April next year. The spring drought has been finalized!
Seeing this number, Wang Jingang and other educated youths were worried, wondering why they chose such a poor place among so many choices!

Who can eat more than two hundred kilograms of grain?

As for wages...

After some complex calculation formulas, the first-class laborers who worked full attendance that year only earned a total of thirty-one and sixty cents. As for those "debt households", they curled their lips indifferently and went to borrow money from people who had earned thirty-one and sixty cents with a shy face. First, they should pay off last year's debts. As for this year's debts, let's continue to owe them!

"Wu Lao'er, I'm not telling you, you can't work hard if you're on horseback? If you keep wandering around, I won't beat you to death!" Vice-captain Zhang Ziyi looked at Wu Lao'er, who was asking for food with a playful smile, and said, He was so angry that he cursed!
"Okay, don't make any noise, hurry up and get the food, it's already eight o'clock!" Captain Cao also sighed with sadness. He felt that he was really not qualified as a captain, and let the villagers starve and suffer with him!

There is only so much food, and the reserve grain and livestock feed grain must be kept. The reserve grain is used to prepare for war and famine, just in case; as for the feed grain, it cannot be touched!

It's okay if people don't eat, but if the animals are hungry, who will do the work in the fields?
The guys lined up in the order on the list, packed their own grain in sacks, put it on the cart and pushed it back.

The food and wages were quickly distributed. Captain Cao coughed and said, "That big guy, don't leave in a hurry, Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang! Go and get someone to carry the bag of rice over for weighing!"

And rice?

Everyone looked at each other, this is a rare thing!

It's said to be rice, but it's actually unhusked rice. Director Xu "specially approved" it for Lao Cao because of his contribution to the wolf meat.

For this little rice, Lao Cao was so worried that he couldn't sleep. He deliberately regarded the rice as rice seeds and planted them in the spring of next year. However, looking at the pitiful grains that the villagers received, he finally became dissatisfied. , with a wave of his hand, he distributed all the rice seeds to everyone.

"A total of one hundred and thirty-seven pounds."

After the three bags of rice were weighed, the tare weight was deducted and each family was given three kilograms and two taels to each family, which was just enough for a New Year meal.

Everyone was very happy. Each family got three kilograms more rice for nothing. This was an unexpected blessing!

"Alas!" The educated youths watching the excitement shook their heads repeatedly. The poverty in rural areas was far beyond their imagination. They couldn't even think of settling down in such a place!

"I heard that Hecheng No.1 Heavy Industry Factory is recruiting workers. How about we find people to work as workers in No.1 Heavy Industry Factory? Sooner or later we will starve to death here..."

The educated youths were chattering, and their words were full of dissatisfaction with the village. Zhang Ziyi glared at them, and then everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to say any more words.

"No one is hungry, Sun Jianping. Look at him, he is closest to the leader on weekdays and performs the best. He will definitely get perfect attendance next year. By then, everyone will have to borrow money from him! Do you think so!"

A girl named Hao Cuicui glanced at Sun Jianping, who was leaning against the adobe wall and watching the excitement. Her words were thorny and tit-for-tat.

Among the educated youths among them, Sun Jianping was the best performer, so the big guys often ran against him overtly or covertly.

"Okay, I'll tell Uncle Cao tomorrow to ask him to come down. I'll be the captain and I'll send you to pick out the shit. I'll make sure you're not hungry!" Sun Jianping retorted, making this girl with a small nose and small eyes so angry that her head was smoking. !

"Stop making any noise and go home!"

Zhang Ziyi roared with a tigerish face, "Don't just watch the fun, if you don't work hard next year, you will be the ones who are hungry!"

This sentence made the educated youths turn green when they heard it!

　Please give me two tickets!

　　Kneel down and thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)