After a day of tossing in the county seat, Song Chu and the others came back just when they were off work.
When the villagers walked back to the village from the fields, they saw tractors coming from far and near.
Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, "Tractor, tractor, Song Chuzhen is back with the tractor."
"Everyone, come and see the tractor." Tang Qing also made a trumpet with his hands, and shouted loudly.
When many people heard this sound, they stopped when they were about to step into their homes, and ran towards the entrance of the village one after another.
More and more people gathered at the entrance of the village. They didn't hear the yelling, but they ran along when they saw others running.
In a short while, all men, women and children in the village will soon be almost there.
Seeing Song Chu drove the tractor back, everyone's eyes widened, with expressions of disbelief.
Unexpectedly, yesterday Song Laosi and Tang Qing were not bragging, they actually switched to tractors.
Without spending a penny in the village, he drove a tractor back. It was a white wolf with empty gloves. Isn't this Song Cunba too capable
Soon Chu drove to the entrance of the village and stepped on the tractor. The road ahead was blocked by the villagers. She was also ready to come to the wave to mobilize everyone's emotions and a performance.
Looking at the villagers who kept pointing at the tractor to watch the lively talk, Song Chu stood up and turned over the back pocket of the tractor.
She smiled vigorously and asked loudly: "Guys, I said before that I would take the oil to the county and replace it with sugar, cloth, furniture and tractors. Did you do that?"
"Yes!" Many people joined in the fun to respond.
"Do you still believe what I said in the future?" Song Chu shouted again.
Many villagers laughed and shouted, "I believe it."
It must be unbelievable to replace it with before, but now the facts are in front of us.
Looking at the tractor, everyone was excited, but looking at the sugar, cloth, and furniture in their back pockets, they were enthusiastic.
Before, everyone didn’t pay much attention to the small oil press. Another soybean-producing commune in their county also opened a soybean oil press. They had more than a dozen oil presses, and they became a collective state-owned company. Yes, it's not like that.
I've never heard of someone who can exchange oil for something, so Song Chu got out the oil press factory, and everyone didn't take it to heart.
Now I feel that they were blind before. Can Song Chu be comparable to those outside? How else can you be a village tyrant
Song Chu swept around and found that the other eleven people working in the oil press workshop had all arrived.
She smiled and waved to her cousin and others, "The people from the oil mill came here to get things according to the work points recorded by your work. I said that as long as you work hard, you can get benefits every month."
She didn't bother to make things complicated, so she made the work situation into a work-point system. Everyone made a form every day, and she worked harder and paid more, and distributed things according to work.
"Today is the first time I have exchanged things. This month I will first distribute the benefits of the workers in the oil mill." This is what the villagers said.
"Four brother, get in the car and help." She beckoned to Song Lao Si.
Old Song Song pulled his back pocket excitedly and jumped up, "Good!"
It's better for her younger sister to get him into the limelight today.
Song Boss and Song Lao Er stood not far away, and couldn't help being a little envious.
Especially Song Lao Er, he felt that he had completely misunderstood his sister before, and he should also sign up, and then go to the county town, or come back to Duola Feng now.
It's really cheap, the fourth child.
The twelve people working in the oil mill were startled when they heard Song Chu's words, and felt like they were dreaming.
They just went to the workshop for less than half a month of work, and it turned out to be oil and welfare. How good is it
Tang Qing knew that there was a future in following the boss, and took the lead in stepping forward, "I'm here."
Upon seeing this, Tang Youhua and the others also walked quickly from the crowd, "I'm here too."
The three women also felt so surprised. They took the time to do something. They really had something to do. They all smiled and went forward, "There are still us."
Song Chu took out a notebook from the bag he was carrying, which recorded the work points of these people after they started working in the oil mill.
Smart people can see that she was well prepared.
"Tang Qing, picking two bags of camellia oil fruit on the first day got one work point, and the next day..."
Song Chu read Tang Qing's work situation once, and then took out a piece of cloth from the car, a bag of white sugar, a bag of brown sugar and a bag of rock sugar, "This is your welfare this month."
"Tang Youhua, the first day..." After sending Tang Qing, he read the next one.
Tang Youhua picked more fruits than Tang Qing and pressed oil harder, so Song Chu had more work points converted.
Song Chu looked at him and asked, "Your work points are six points more than Tang Qing. You can change to a piece of cloth or three bags of sugar. You choose what you want."
Tang Youhua didn't expect that he could change more if he did more, and he smiled and scratched his head, a little undecided.
The young women in the village joined in the fun with a smile, "Fool, you must have cloth, you can make clothes for your daughter-in-law and baby."
"It's not bad to change sugar, and the whole family can be sweet."
This made it even more difficult for Tang Youhua to choose. His wife couldn't help but yelled, "If you have China, you want cloth and cloth."
Their family’s conditions are good, they can eat some sugar every month, but buying cloth is very troublesome. It takes cloth tickets. It takes a long time to buy cloth tickets all year round to buy one back to make clothes. Her daughter-in-law is anxious and afraid. Tang Youhua is stupid.
Hearing the shouts of his daughter-in-law, Tang Youhua said to Song Chu: "I want a cloth."
Song Chu looked at his second cousin, smiled and handed a piece of floral cloth to Tang Youhua.
Sure enough, the second cousin smiled brighter when she saw it, and she looked more pleasing to Song Chu than she had ever seen before.
Then I sent another seven people who went up the mountain to pick fruit and squeeze oil. Several of them took the same work points as Tang Youhua, and they all got an extra piece of cloth.
Yes, they have been gathered enough by their own wife or elder mother to emphasize that they want to clothe.
The things they got were given to their daughter-in-law or mother-in-law. Their family members were very happy. They were extremely lucky that they had let the man/son sign up at the beginning, otherwise it would be possible to get so many things.
Then there were the three women. Their work points were less than nine. So Song Chu divided them into three bags of sweets. In the case of the cloth, they gave them a horse, and asked them to divide them evenly.
But this also surprises them, and their family is also very happy, like a pie in the sky.
After sending out the twelve people working in the oil press workshop, Song Chu looked at Tang Ming and the others.
"The cadres in the village have worked hard. The furniture in the office is too old. The furniture I deliberately changed is for the office and workshop. Therefore, the furniture staff will not be paid this time. First, I will change a batch to the village. It’s used in oil squeezing workshops."
Tang Ming and several cadres didn't expect that Song Chu would think of them. They were considerate of their hard work, and couldn't help being moved and happy.