With the full assistance of two craftsmen, the plow truck and other tools were assembled very quickly.
"All right… "
Not long after, after thanking and saying goodbye, the artisans left with their helpers and continued to do their work. Standing next to the cattle, Wu Qingchen turned around and faced the parents of the four old neighbors: "Everyone, uncles, what are you waiting for?" Are you ready to listen to me from now on?"
"Listen to you!"
"Los, just say it!"
"Let us do whatever we want!"
This is a decision that has already been discussed.
With the experience of small-scale cooperation in the past 40 days, repairing roads and wooden bridges, and exchanging farmland with each other, the four old neighbors all like the way of collective labor.
Two days ago, taking advantage of Wu Qingchen's relatively free time, the parents of the four old neighbors came to the door collectively, hoping that Wu Qingchen would take the lead and continue to preside over the collective labor during the summer service.
"it is good!"
Wu Qingchen looked around, and first found the two little farmers with the worst stamina among the four farmer families that the earth team had already selected for him: "Willie, Asa, wait a minute, you two will follow me, put All the stones that pass by come out... You should know how to do this job, right?"
"I know!" "Brother Ross, I know too."
Two children who were about the same height as Wu Qingchen immediately began to pick up the stones beside Wu Qingchen.
"Put a pile, put a pile!" Wu Qingchen taught the two little guys to pile up the hard mud and small stones scattered around.
"Nigel, Alger..." Wu Qingchen ordered two more children of the same age, "You carry the basket and follow Willy and the others. Wherever you go, put the stones there and throw them into the common. Go outside... understand?"
"Understood, Ross."
The two little guys whose names were called by Wu Qingchen immediately squatted down, picked up the stones that the younger brothers had just piled up, and put them into the basket.
"Uncle Richard, Uncle Freeman..."
Next came the two farmers with the most stable arms and the most experienced plowing. "I'll ask you to drive the cattle later."
"Okay, Ross, don't worry."
The two veterans patted the plow truck that had already been supported, and answered calmly.
"Then Aunt Paula, Aunt Jenny..."
In this way, Wu Qingchen clicked one by one, and arranged suitable positions for every farmer in the public land according to the plan predetermined by the Earth Staff Group.
"Okay... It's almost... Do you remember what to do?"
After telling every villager twice, Wu Qingchen looked at the crowd again.
"Remember!" "It's all good!" "Let's get started, Ross."
The old neighbors responded one after another.
"Okay, let's start! Willie, Asa, follow me! Everyone else will follow!"
"it is good!"
Following Wu Qingchen's order, every villager got busy in the public land allocated to the four old neighbors.
With the poor knowledge and life experience of the villagers in the medieval world, it is of course impossible for the farmers and women in front of Wu Qingchen to accept too complicated instructions.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it’s stacking stones, carrying a basket, or plowing a cart...
Every arrangement of Wu Qingchen has been mastered by these villagers, and they have to do it several times every year, every month, or even every day.
The difference is that when these few families, or most of the families in the medieval world, were engaged in agricultural production, every worker would go back and forth in most of the labor links.
It is difficult to fix every laborer in a single labor position like Wu Qingchen is doing now.
A few dozen steps away, beside Thor, the clerk, stood a child about Wu Qingchen's age. At that time, I happened to see the movement on Wu Qingchen's side.
"Father, father..." After only a few glances, the child was very surprised, and quickly grabbed his father's arm: "Look, look, look over there!"
"Well… "
The clerk who was still counting the enlisted villagers turned his head, glanced at the direction of Wu Qingchen's group of people, and looked back strangely: "It's nothing... what's wrong, Eric?"
"That, that..." The child pointed vigorously at the common: "Los and the others, why do they work like this
"What's the matter?" Thor glanced again, and suddenly showed a dazed expression, "Oh, this... Eric, you were sick a while ago, and you don't know what's going on in the village... Ross and his family, usually Work like this."
"Work like this!" Eric's face became more surprised, "Is there any benefit to working like this?"
"Of course!" Thor nodded, stroking his son's head, "It's faster than others."
"Ah? Why is it faster?"
"What about this... just wait a moment..."
Speaking of this topic, Thor waved his hand first, signaling his son to be quiet, and quickly counted the villagers who had already walked to him, then closed the parchment, led his son, walked a few steps, and stood at a certain village From a high position, he pointed in the direction of Wu Qingchen and his party: "Come on, take a look first, and see how the Ross family is different from other people when they work."
"It's so different!" Eric replied immediately.
"So what's the difference?"
"Well… "
Eric opened his eyes wide, looked at Wu Qingchen's group of people carefully, and then looked at other villagers around him, and began to summarize slowly: "The youngest child picks up stones, and the older child carries a basket... The adults plow the fields, and the older brothers follow Cracking the hard mud at the end... Ah, there are still people building a firepit... Is this going to be cooked directly on the edge of the common?"
"right."
Thor nodded approvingly: "Eric, you looked very carefully! That's why Ross and the others work faster than others."
"Huh? Then why don't other people do the same?"
"Of course other people want to..." Thor shook his head: "But it can't be done."
"Uh..." Eric had a puzzled look on his face.
"It's okay if you don't pick up stones, but at worst, you will hit your foot... Look over there..."
Thor pointed in a random direction. In another public land, another family, the father and the eldest son, were carrying a plow cart, and the mother and two other sons were carrying another plow cart. The family was driving two lean cows. , five people bent down deeply, trudging hard in the mud silently, sometimes someone grinned their teeth, squatted down with frowns, dug out one or two small stones from the mud, and threw them far away from the common.
"Look at them, it's so hard for the whole family to work together... How can we separate people to follow behind and knock hard clods?"
"What about the hard mud?" Eric asked, "This is the work that must be done for plowing!"
"There are many ways..." Thor said while pointing to other places.
Following the direction in which Thor's fingers moved, the son saw that some families plowed a certain distance, then turned around, walked back to the starting point, and smashed the mud together; some families plowed without turning back. , presumably to save the work for later; certain families... Well, this guy tried to bury the hard mud, and was found by the police, and was being clubbed.
Undoubtedly, these choices are not as good as the practices of the four old neighbors around Wu Qingchen:
The little guys in the front cleaned up the stones, the main laborers in the middle plowed the fields with confidence and boldness, and the people behind smashed the mud when it was wet and loose. The whole process was done in one go, saving time and effort.
"It turns out that this method needs a lot of people to be effective..."
Wanting to understand this, the son raised a new question: "However, if there are many people... why don't other people gather together to work?"
"Why not? Well...you come with me..."
Such an example seems a bit difficult to find. Thor took his son and changed several positions before finally finding similar material:
In another portion of the land, two families got together, the youngest one was picking up stones in front, the older child carried the stones in a basket, the five strongest laborers plowed the field together, two peasant women and The rest of the secondary labor is carrying agricultural tools to clean up hard mud.
It looks like a shrunken version of Wu Qingchen/Loss' neighborhood plowing and cooperation.
"Wow..." Eric opened his mouth wide.
"Come on, there should be more..."
Seeing his son's expression with satisfaction, Thor took Eric around a few more times and found several similar situations.
"Did you find anything?"
"Well… "
Eric replied ponderingly: "Most of them are two families together, very few are three families... and they don't divide the work as finely as Ross and the others... Father, why is that?"
"why… "
A bitter smile appeared on Thor's face: "... Eric, if your family worked with another family, who would you let plow the field and knock the hard mud?"
"Father..." Eric asked suspiciously: "Isn't our family's allotment handed over to the serfs?"
"Cough... okay." Thor coughed: "If your uncle's family works with another family, who will you let plow the field? Who will you let knock the hard mud?"
"Well… "
Eric was lost in thought.
"Ross taught Richard their ways, not so easy to learn..."
Thor said leisurely: "But it's nothing. There are only so many jobs in the village. If you can learn it, you can relax a bit. If you can't learn it, you can get tired... Anyway, it's like this every year, and you can always finish it every year."
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It was a few corners away from the father and son of the clerk when the education was going on, and a few hundred meters away from Wu Qingchen and others.
Beside the dwarf tree, stood a panting lean cow. In the mud, two plow carts were slanted backwards, and four figures were limply paralyzed beside the field ridge.
"Huh... huh... Gejir..."
Panting, the peasant woman turned her head to her husband beside her: "Why don't you promise Kenneth... the children... huh... huh, and the cows are too tired."
"Hoo... hoo..."
The husband sat up straighter with difficulty: "Promise... Promise him what?"
"Like Ross and the others, like Richard and the others, work together!"
"Hmph!" The husband exhaled through his nostrils, "I count on... huh... What to count on, don't count on him!"
"Why, you are brothers!"
"The brother who stole two chickens the day before the separation? The brother who refused to borrow a handful of wheat because his nephew hadn't eaten for two days?"
"Alas..." the wife sighed deeply and stopped talking.
"Besides..." The husband didn't stop: "Kenneth's wife, it's not like you don't know how to work together... Hmph, do you want to fight the plow cart by yourself? You want our cattle to take all the plow Is all the work done?"
The wife nodded silently.
After a while, the husband patted his wife reassuringly: "Okay, you don't have to worry too much... It's not the first summer service, anyway, the work is here, and I have survived every year. What will be different this year? "
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There is a small hillside between the couple who are quarreling with each other.
The same tired family.
Wiping the sweat on the cattle's back with distress, the eldest son looked at the head of the family: "Father, it really won't work if this continues... tonight, shall I go and find Uncle Clark again?"
"Ugh… "
"What are you looking for!"
The father sighed, pondered and was about to speak, when the second son shouted angrily: "If we want to look for it, it should be Clark who came to us! It's obviously his wife and his son who are lazy! Why! Swear a few words Can't you? It's wrong to say that they are lazy? His family has finished plowing, and our family has not finished the last piece of land, but it turned out to be our fault?"
"Tsk, look at what you said!"
The father stared at the second son angrily: "Do you think people didn't see it? When you helped the Clark family plow the land, you did the least work! Also, if we didn't work together, would our family be able to plow the last piece of land?" ?”
"that is because… "
"Okay, okay!" The father interrupted the second son's explanation and reasons, and turned to the eldest son again: "If you want to go, you can ask at night... But last time, Clark was really angry and it was difficult Let him be willing again..."
"We should be angry!"
The second son yelled again: "Forget it if you don't want to! Anyway, there is only so much work, and I do this every year, and I haven't seen a year where I was exhausted!"
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