Chapter 793 793. God is good at it
Planting apple trees is really not an easy job. The whole village, old and young, worked together from early morning to dark at night, and then the planting was completed.
It’s also the good weather. The sun didn’t rise all day today, so I feel comfortable working. It rained last night, but it didn't penetrate the soil. The soil was moist and easy to dig but not sticky to the feet.
Waiting until Song Tan took the water pump out of the car, his face suddenly felt cold, and thin raindrops fell again. It seemed that the trend was getting bigger...
This is good, There is no need to even water the roots.
The people working on the mountain hurriedly went back to take shelter from the rain, but Song Tan was two steps behind. The spiritual energy in his fingers was constantly dense, and it quickly filled the world with the rain.
Soon, in this silent night, the bare apple forest was enveloped in a hazy mist, which was suddenly dispersed by huge raindrops and disappeared.
The dormant roots wrapped and transported in mud balls are spreading in the fresh soil. The trunk and the remaining branches and leaves are breathing hard. The rain is pouring on the ground and rustling, and it has successfully concealed it. this brief anomaly.
She then stopped with satisfaction and quickly went home.
Back home, Song Tan also discussed with Ulan: "Mom, everyone hasn't rested all day today, how about we increase the agreed salary?"
Ulan frowned: "It's not appropriate."
The wages they set are already quite high in the local area, and the food is solid and good. If it can be increased this time, it can be increased next time. , it is not suitable after a long time.
What's more, when people in the village work for their families, it's not just for money. They work to make money, but sometimes they just talk about it with money, which makes everyone feel looked down upon...
Speaking of it, this is also a quite subtle psychological relationship, Wu Lan She may not be able to explain it, but being rooted in the countryside for a long time has made her subconsciously make other choices -
No salary increase, but benefits!
Song Tan can't understand this, but listen to her mother, I can't say it's absolutely right, but most of the time it's right.
So she also started calling to make arrangements.
Now, the lights in the cafeteria are brightly lit, the aroma of lean meat soup with radish leaves is fragrant, and the large pots of braised pork are trembling and oily under the light, squeezed in the middle by the table full of vegetables, which makes them particularly eye-catching.
The entire carton of cigarettes was also dismantled, and everyone, regardless of gender, stuffed a box into them. There are also beer, liquor and drinks...
Everyone sat here with their tired bodies. Each person drank two bowls of soup to cheer up. After that, no one was dissatisfied!
To be honest, the money spent was not less than a salary increase for everyone, but listening to everyone's lively drinking and chatting, and some people even took the initiative to ask about recruitment, Song Tan seemed to understand something.
Even Party Secretary Xiao Zhu sat over and sighed: "I finally understand the reason why some township entrepreneurs obviously pay good wages, but they still don't have enough reputation or convince the folks. ”
That is, not integrated into the villagers.
This "integration" sounds silly.
As long as the money is enough, who cares whether there are these benefits or that benefit? Maybe some people still find it troublesome, so it is better to discount it.
But it was a city with indifferent relations, everyone was drifting, and only money could provide a sense of security.
But in the village, this is the place where they return to their roots after falling leaves, it is their home.
This idea cannot be expressed publicly, and even speaking out seems a bit hypocritical, but only by being personally involved can we understand everyone's heart.
Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, sighed: "I always thought that Professor Song could only do research and agriculture. He usually talks about his hometown nature and is a fellow villager. I thought he had some old ideas..."
I didn’t expect that there are so many people and sophistication in a small town.
Sure enough, Zhang Jiuling was right: if we don’t plan the prefectures and counties, we don’t plan the province of Taiwan.
However, this sadness was only short-lived, because soon everyone's focus was on the villagers who inquired about the recruitment requirements. "Thirty percent, what are your requirements for regular workers? Do you think I can do it?"
This is a villager who has just drank a glass of white wine. The other person's face is red, as if he is drunk and drunk. I'm not drunk. I guess I'm usually shy and asked now because I was drunk.
This embarrassment is understandable. In the past, who in the village did not sigh twice when talking about the old Song family?
One is playing mahjong at the card table, the other is eating at the wine table, and now he has to work under someone else. There has to be a step up, right?
Song Sancheng was also cheerful: "There are no requirements for permanent workers. They just have to work when there is work. There is basically no leisure time."
The other party reacted: "It's just like Zhang Wang's family Really? Then I can do it! I am only fifty-six years old!” Instead, he said cheerfully:
"Then think about it, my salary is just like that, 3,000 yuan a month. This village only provides food but not housing."
Compared with them, working part-time like today, 3,000 a month is naturally not cost-effective. But part-time workers are not available every day, and the food is so good...
For a while, everyone had their own ideas.
But then Song Sancheng sighed again:
“Everything you do now has to be registered, and we also have a company. Logically speaking, we can buy five insurances and one housing fund, but everyone is old. It’s too big, and it’s beyond the standard, so I can’t buy it... So my family is thinking about raising the salary by another 500.”
3000 to 3500 will give people a different feeling!
Now, more people’s eyes lit up.
But not now.
Song Tan, a calculating person, doesn't understand what her parents want her to do with the village's social sophistication. But she has a good way of arranging people to work.
Anyway, we are not recruiting permanent workers this year.
First of all, although we are so busy now, in fact, after the busiest late autumn and early winter are over, there will be nothing to do and everyone will have to stay at home and watch the winter.
If we recruit workers at this time, we will be idle for at least two or three months in the winter.
Come again, now that the folks in the countryside are drinking and eating, they agree as soon as their brains get excited, but can they really work hard later? Not necessarily.
In this case, why not draw a pie for everyone first.
In this way, when there are more people in the village during the New Year, everyone can not get this cake, draw pictures for each other, and compete with more young adults who may come back...
This way Come, not only will the positions be easier to arrange, management will be easier, and everyone will probably work harder!
No, Song Sancheng seemed to be drunk, and his face, which had always been honest and sincere, was full of sighs:
“It can’t be done now, there is no money to recruit workers now! No money is left at all, and the foreign debt has been reduced this year. I can’t clear it up...”
This is so sincere, and think about the road on the mountain and the trees in the field, who among you can’t believe it?
So I felt sad:
"Yes, the deal is so big all of a sudden, the villas are all built, but the family's wealth is probably exhausted. It's better to say it out loud. …”
To use an old saying, that is - donkey excrement and egg excrement make the face bright!
Update 2, good night!
There is little land and few people this year. If we don’t do any projects in winter, let’s fall in love.
(End of this chapter)