Transmigrating to the 70s, Taking My Younger Sister to the Countryside

Apocalypse overlord Yang Baiyi, while leading a team to clear out zombies, perished along with the zombie king.

When she awoke again, she found herself in a mourning hall, surrounded by relat...

Chapter 231 Yang Baiyi’s Plan

When the two arrived at Yang Baiyi's house, the mutton had been stewed and the whole yard was filled with the rich aroma of meat.

"You've got the foresight to move Doctor Yang's homestead here. If it were in the village, the neighbors would be crying with envy!"

Chen Dahe took a few deep breaths through his nose.

"Uncle Dahe, I didn't have any foresight. All the housing plots in the village were taken, so I had no choice but to arrange for Doctor Yang to move to the outskirts. Who knew it would turn out to be the right thing?"

Chen Baiwang swallowed his saliva. It smelled so good.

"Brother, sister Wanru, the team leader uncle and the old branch secretary grandpa are here, can we eat now?"

Yang Xiaoxiao, who couldn't wait for dinner, saw Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe and shouted loudly.

"Okay, let's have dinner right away. Hurry up and wash your hands. Your hands are so dirty every day. I really don't know if you went to school or work today."

Lin Wanru went to the kitchen to serve the meat, while Yang Baiyi and Lin Xiao welcomed Chen Baiwang and the others into the main room.

"Doctor Yang, what brings us here today?"

Trying hard not to look at the large piece of mutton on the table, Chen Baiwang started by asking about the main business.

"Captain, let's eat first. The mutton won't taste good if it gets cold."

Yang Baiyi opened the wine jar and filled everyone's cup. Although it wasn't Moutai this time, it was still a rare good wine. It was definitely much better than the sweet potato wine.

The freshly cooked mutton was paired with the fragrant wine, and several people were toasting each other and enjoying the meal.

"Doctor Yang, we're full and have almost finished our drinks. Can we talk now if you have anything to say?"

After eating and drinking, it was rare that Chen Baiwang did not forget his business.

"Captain, how much is one work point worth in our production team?"

When it came to the main topic, Yang Baiyi also became serious.

"One work point is worth four cents, and a full work point earns you 40 cents a day. You and Lin Zhiqing both settled accounts based on full work points. You should be very clear about this!

When I first became the team leader, we had very little land in Chenjiatun.

The members only earned two cents for one work point, but after more than ten years of hard work in reclaiming wasteland, their earnings have now doubled.

Now, the members can at least fill their stomachs, though their lives may not be that good.

Chen Baiwang looked quite complacent, and his words revealed satisfaction.

Having just experienced a century of humiliation and turmoil, the greatest wish of the people is to have enough food to eat and to live a stable life.

"Captain, a strong laborer can only earn 40 cents if he gets full work points. What about the female members? And what about the educated youth in the educated youth compound?

If you earn eight work points a day, it is only worth 32 cents. If you earn six work points a day, it is only worth 24 cents.

I don’t know how the members’ families lived, I only know that the educated youth had a very hard life.

There are no outsiders here, so I'll be frank. Have you and the old Party Secretary ever thought about improving everyone's income and making their lives more comfortable?"

Yang Baiyi stared at Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe, paying attention to their reactions.

My plan must be approved by the brigade headquarters and get the support of the brigade leader and the old branch secretary. Then the rest of the things will be easy.

"Doctor Yang, it is our responsibility and obligation to ensure that our members live a good life, and we have been doing so all these years.

We will organize everyone to open up more wasteland in the future. Once we have more land, everyone's life will be better. We will strive to increase the work point to more than five points within two years."

"Doctor Yang, we were negligent regarding the educated youth. After all, they are not very good at farm work and do not have that much strength.

We usually assign them relatively easy tasks, and the amount of work points they receive for each task has been determined over the years, so we can't be too obvious about it!"

Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Captain, old Party Secretary, what are you thinking? How could I possibly let you do something that's corrupt and for personal gain?

There's absolutely no problem with the educated youth getting paid the same amount of work they do. What I'm asking is whether we can think of other ways to increase the income of all members."

Yang Baiyi looked at them both unhappily. He invited them to dinner and drinks, but he didn't want them to give the educated youth a backdoor.

"Of course I do, even in my dreams, but it takes time to open up new land. Don't be impatient, Doctor Yang. We have to take our time."

This is not Chen Baiwang's fault. He believes that the only way for farmers to increase their income is to open up more wasteland and plant more crops. His experience determines his way of thinking.

"Captain, open your mind and stop thinking about clearing wasteland and growing crops.

Take the corn we grow for example. We plant it in spring and harvest it in autumn. We work hard all year round, but the yield per mu is only more than 200 kilograms. More than half of it has to be paid as public grain. How much can the members have left?

And how much land can you open up? At most, you can open it up to the border of other villages. You can't occupy other people's land, right?

So clearing wasteland and growing crops can only provide enough food and clothing for everyone, but it won't solve the fundamental problem. Have you ever considered focusing on other economically valuable crops?"

Yang Baiyi began to guide Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe.

"No, Doctor Yang, there are regulations that require us to grow food on the reclaimed wasteland to ensure the city's supply. If we grow anything else, it will cause problems."

Chen Dahe was afraid that Yang Baiyi didn't know the policy, so he quickly explained it to him.

"I've considered this issue. We can develop riverbeds and hillsides. Riverbeds and hillsides aren't considered basic farmland, so no one will care what you plant there."

He had an idea last night, and this morning when Yang Baiyi went out hunting, he also carefully inspected the river beach and hillside.

"That's fine, Doctor Yang. What can we plant on the hillside and in the riverbank?"

Chen Dahe's mind was working rapidly, and he recalled the relevant policies of the past few years one by one. Indeed, there was no document that had any requirements for hillsides and riverbanks.

"We can plant fruit trees on the hillside, both apple and pear trees. We can turn Wohu Mountain into our own Flower and Fruit Mountain.

When autumn comes, the fruits and vegetables are fragrant. After harvesting, they are sold to the city, which can also increase the income of the members.

We can plant sunflowers on the riverbanks. Sunflowers are very hardy and require little care. After harvesting, we can roast the seeds and sell them all over the country, creating our own brand of sunflower seeds."

This is a practical solution that Yang Baiyi came up with based on the actual situation in Chenjiatun.

Especially melon seeds, which have a particularly good future. Yang Baiyi knew that the first Chinese millionaire on Earth in his previous life made his fortune by selling melon seeds.

"Will it work? Fruits have a short shelf life, and transportation and storage are difficult. If they don't sell well, all my hard work for a year will be wasted.

And melon seeds. Almost every household has a few sunflowers in their vegetable garden. Can these be exchanged for money?"