Chapter 121 Food is divided equally among each household

When Lin Qingqing entered the commune yard, she saw a 1.5-meter-wide long table across the door of the team leader's office. Zhao Xiaobao was sitting inside the door, taking notes with a rustling sound, while people who heard the news were crowding outside the door to report information to each other.

When it comes to the family's food supply, we have to be more proactive.

He and the members completed the registration across the table.

When Lin Qingqing walked to the door of Zhao Xiaobao's office, he was collecting the roster.

"After registering, wait for the meeting. Don't leave."

He gave instructions while collecting his paper and pen, then looked up at Lin Qingqing outside the crowd. He pointed excitedly and said, "Look, people are here. I wasn't kidding you, was I?"

When the people at the office door heard this, they all turned towards Lin Qingqing like sunflowers.

I bumped into her head-on and got really embarrassed.

The educated guys in the village are all young men with thin skin. Suddenly they see such a beautiful female comrade, who is completely different from the girls in their village. She has a clean face and is confident and arrogant in every move. They don't know where to put their eyes.

Jiang Haixia glanced coldly at the crowd, with a warning in her eyes that was about to burst out of her eyes.

When Zhao Xiaobao saw Lin Qingqing coming, he immediately ran out and handed her the roster.

"Everyone is here. There are forty-one people in total."

"What's your highest level of education?" Lin Qingqing casually flipped through two pages. The lack of an intelligent electronic system was a problem.

"There is only one high school student." Zhao Xiaobao raised his index finger and looked at Lin Qingqing with gratitude. Otherwise, he would still be surrounded and he didn't know what to do.

Lin Qingqing: "Name?"

Zhao Xiaobao pointed at a dark and thin young man in the crowd: "That's him, his name is Yang Guoli."

Lin Qingqing glanced at the man and looked through his information. He was 23 years old and a high school graduate.

Well, that's quite suitable.

He glanced at the group of young people again. Although they were thin, they could still work.

Lin Qingqing simply ignored the young man's hot-blooded gaze and signaled Zhao Xiaobao to start a meeting.

But Jiang Haixia saw that she didn't mind being stared at like this, and she unconsciously thought of the information she had read last night: Colonel Lin liked to watch men taking a bath...

She immediately turned around and looked at the crowd. There was no one to look at, they were all ugly.

"Let's have a meeting." Zhao Xiaobao waved his hand to call on everyone.

The young men suddenly stood in three rows, their backs straight and full of energy.

Lin Qingqing stood at the threshold of the office, with Jiang Haixia and Zhao Xiaobao behind her.

She looked at the crowd with a solemn look on her face.

"I was sent by the county to promote herbal medicine to the commune. I only learned about the famine in the brigade when I arrived here today. I went to the mountains and found several herbs that can be sold to the county's state-owned pharmacies. The herbs must be qualified when they are handed over. They are used to treat illnesses, not for fun!"

"We're calling you here now because the commune and everyone needs you. All forty-one of you are educated and cultured people. If you learn how to harvest and dry Chinese herbs, it will be faster and more efficient, and the villagers will be able to have enough food sooner."

"The herbs in the mountains are public property. We all gather them together and exchange them for food, which is then shared equally among every household in the village. In special circumstances and during special times, are you willing to do this for the villagers?"

"willing."

Forty-one people are full of momentum.

Every family was in a state of poverty. As long as they had food and didn't starve to death, they would do anything.

And this is the feeling of learning knowledge.

Lin Qingqing's eyes glared, her voice rose several decibels, and her expression became even more serious. She said, "Sir, a man's word is as good as his bond. No one can object to my arrangements. Those who object can withdraw, and the commune will not distribute grain to their families."

After a pause, she began to call out names.