Lin Man: “?”

Lin Manhan was sweating. How come her father was addicted to giving her gifts?

"I don't need anything, and I don't need anyone. You'll spoil me like this. From now on, I'll ask you for anything I need."

Lin Zhongrong laughed and said, "Silly girl, isn't that what a father is for? If you need something and your father can't provide it for you, how can I still call you father?"

Lin Man felt that if she had grown up with him, she might have been spoiled into the second-generation richest among the second-generation rich.

She didn't want to rely on Lin Zhongrong for everything, so she rejected his kindness. Dayan Mountain was much better than before, and there was really no shortage of important things. As for those things that were still lacking... Lin Man felt that raising people's living standards too high all of a sudden was not a particularly good thing, so let everyone overcome it together.

But Lin Zhongrong said that the supplies did not need to be sent, but a batch of people must be sent, and told her that small groups of zombies had appeared in certain areas in the south.

"You can't refuse this, or Dad will be worried."

When Lin Man heard that the zombies in the south had resurfaced, his heart sank. "Okay, but Dad, haven't you had time to come over recently?"

Lin Zhongrong's heart was breaking. His daughter missed him so much, yet he couldn't go. It wasn't a question of whether he had time or not. It was that everyone was already speculating that he had started a new organization. Only if he remained firmly at the base would those people calm down a bit. There were countless eyes on him now. If he left, who knew what rumors would ignite.

In these troubled times, the base must not be in chaos.

In the end, the father and daughter decided to send 300 people.

Lin Man sighed. When would she be able to send her apples away?

Speaking of apples, all the apples on the three apple trees on the mountain have been picked, except for a few that are still green.

Although it was the first year of bearing fruit, the number of fruits was quite good because they were grown in a space in the early stage. However, many fruits fell off when these three trees were moved, so when it came time to harvest, there were only about 200 fruits on each tree.

A total of 703 fruits were picked from the three trees.

There were originally 372 people on Dayan Mountain, and then 366 people came from the north, adding up to 738 people. Adding the Zhao family members who came later and the shoemaker's grandfather and grandson who were newly picked up, the total number was 745. There were also 9 temporary staff.

These apples are not enough for each person.

If another 300 people come, there won’t be enough to go around.

Now everyone on the mountain and on the foot of the mountain is staring at these apples, looking forward to having a bite. If Lin Man suddenly announces that there are 300 more people coming, we have to wait until they arrive before dividing the apples, then that person will be hated before he even arrives.

But this person is about to come, and if they divide the apples in a hurry before they come, how sad it would be if others knew about it?

Lin Man scratched his head. He should have taken out another apple tree. Well, one more tree wouldn't be enough.

Fortunately, there are still two date trees.

Lin Man ran to the base of the jujube tree and took a look. Clusters of small, green fruits hung from its branches. The thunderstorm that day had taken its toll on the trees, dropping many fruits and breaking some branches. The next day, people were picking up the fruits, their hearts aching. However, the fallen fruits weren't wasted; they were made into jujube paste. Who knows if it tastes good?

When the time comes, share the dates and apples together. If one has more, the other will have less. Let everyone choose for themselves.

She thought she had found a good idea, but before she could be happy for long, she heard that a group of people had come down from Dayan Mountain.

On the way there, Lin Man heard that they came from a safe zone, so she wondered, could they be the Xue grandfather and grandson, companions of the shoemaker grandfather and grandson?

She asked someone to call Xue An over, and together they went to see the group of people. Xue An recognized them from a distance: "It's them."

Lin Man looked at the group of miserable people, about forty or fifty of them, men, women, young and old, some injured, some hungry, some sick, many collapsed, and they were already at their doorsteps. Could they still be driven away?

Thinking about the zombies making a comeback, she asked someone to bring those people into the base, asked Xue An to help, and take them to do identity registration.

"Register everyone's specialties, personalities and styles. If anyone has a bad temper and refuses to cooperate, or has committed crimes before, throw them out. Give food and water to those who are honest and obedient, and ask Aunt Wang to come and treat their wounds." Aunt Wang refers to Zhao Hengshui's mother.

Because of the arrival of these people, the atmosphere in the base was not as cheerful as before. Lin Man first went to find two agricultural experts. Now and in the future, the two old men are food consultants and people who assist in managing the granary. The answer Lin Man got was that as long as the food production did not decrease significantly, it would not be a problem to feed a few hundred more people, and they could also support a few thousand more people.

Lin Man had an idea in mind, and turned around to call the team leaders and representatives of the original survivors, such as Zhang Gang, to come for a meeting.

"What do you think about those people?" Lin Man asked directly.

No one spoke, and everyone looked somewhat gloomy.

Lin Man looked around and said that another three hundred people would be arriving soon.

People's faces turned even worse.

Lin Man remained calm and said democratically, "Whatever you think or worry about, just tell us and we'll discuss it together."

The team leaders were straightforward. One of them, a tall and strong man, said, "I'm not worried about the other things, but with so many new people joining, how are we going to divide the apples?"

Lin Man almost fainted: "What time is it, and you're still thinking about Apple?"

The others actually nodded, indicating that they were really worried about this.

Lin Man asked speechlessly, "You're just thinking about apples, aren't you worried about not having enough food?"

An old man waved his hand casually and said confidently, "There's enough to eat, absolutely enough! I've calculated it over and over again, and it's definitely enough. Besides, it's not easy for everyone. There are fewer and fewer people these days. If we can save as many as possible, we'll save them. They've all come to our door, so what can we do to drive them away? Even if it's just a little bit from everyone's bowl, we'll have to share."

Wow, this is quite a high level of awareness.

In other words, they are willing to share some food rations, but they would never share apples, right?

Lin Man felt that these people were bewitched by apples, and she forgot that she was also always thinking about apples, but she was not thinking about eating them, but about giving them to others.

Knowing that no one complained or was unhappy, she felt relieved and expressed her idea of ​​distributing the apples and dates together.

"Then it will be clear how many kilograms of apples and dates each person will get. Those who like apples can exchange dates for apples, and those who like dates can exchange apples for dates. One kilogram of apples can be exchanged for one and a half kilograms of dates. I guarantee that no one will suffer a loss in the end."

"That makes sense." The previously cool and straightforward old man nodded repeatedly. "Some people like apples, some like dates. Those who like apples can eat less, and those who like dates can eat more. Everyone can choose whoever they want, and there's no complaint. But, can you let me choose first?"

Lin Man took a look and thought, well, it was obvious that everyone present preferred apples and would rather give up more dates and choose apples.

But after all, they have shed so much sweat and put in so much effort for the new base. How can those who come after them compare with them? This requirement must be met.

Lin Man thought about it for a long time and felt that there should be a clear distinction between the first come, the first served, so she went to find a super boss who used to work in economics, then politics, and later found that these two skills could not support himself, so he went into electricity and made himself an electrical expert, and asked him to help find a solution.

The boss's face is full of wrinkles, but he looks very good. These expert bosses eat the best food in the base. Lin Man also gives them regular checkups and health care. Now they can all run and jump, and they are full of energy.

The boss laughed and said, "Well, if we adopt a points system, everything will be solved."

"Points system?"

"It's essentially distribution according to work; the more work, the more pay," the boss said. "Back then, the Reunion Base also used a points system for a while. Points were awarded for how many zombies you killed, how much work you did, and even for sacrifices—of course, these points were credited to their families."

"Points can be exchanged for real estate, food, weapons, clothing, medicine, and anything else the base can provide. Points will be deducted for whatever you exchange for."

"For the elderly, the young, the sick and the disabled, there can be certain preferential treatment based on the points. When the points reach a certain level, some privileges within a controllable range can also be given."