"Yun Zhiqing, since you have a good idea, you go first." Zhao Xuelin was a little looking forward to her.
The three of them had just discussed this, and Lin Shan and Yun Huaying were in perfect sync. They immediately stood up and said, "Team Leader, Secretary Tian, we're not competing for jobs, but we can still come up with good ideas. Shouldn't the team give us some kind of reward?"
Zhao Xuelin now understood that the three of them had been discussing this matter with their heads down before, but if the ideas they proposed were indeed good, it would be reasonable to give them some rewards.
So, I asked directly: "What reward do you want?"
"We can have whatever we want?" Lin Shan asked back.
"What the hell are you thinking?"
Zhao Xuelin rolled his eyes at her.
Lin Shan: "...Team Leader, you're the team leader of our production team. You're the face of our Dongjiang team and represent the image of our production team. How can you roll your eyes and say vulgar and uncivilized things?"
Zhao Xuelin gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will definitely change and make sure to maintain the image of the Dongjiang Brigade."
"Ha ha..."
All the villagers laughed.
Secretary Tian, who was standing nearby, was also laughing and took the initiative to change the subject. "How about this, three new educated youth, if the ideas you propose can truly solve current problems and increase collective income, we will reward you as appropriate. As for the prizes, we'll also be practical, with work points plus food. The specific amount will be determined by the effectiveness of your ideas."
After that, he also solicited the opinions of other village cadres and members: "What do you think?"
"No problem." Zhao Xuelin, the accounting scorer and the other two agreed.
The members all agreed: "Yes."
They were willing to offer ideas and had also stated in advance that they would not compete for job opportunities. It was only right to reward them with some work points and food, and no one had any objections.
"Who among you three will speak first?" Secretary Tian looked at them, also looking forward to their performance.
Lin Shan sat down directly and gave the opportunity to Yun Huaying: "Huaying, you speak first."
"Okay." Yun Huaying nodded.
Han Zheng, who was sitting next to her, had a smile in his deep eyes. He listened seriously and attentively, looking forward to her advice more than anyone else.
He couldn't explain the reason, but he always felt that her suggestions would bring about earth-shaking changes to the Dongjiang Brigade.
"Before I make any suggestions, let me ask you all, when you grind rice and press oil, do you carry your own rice to the nearby rice mill and oil press?" Yun Huaying came to live in the countryside for the first time, and she seldom chatted with everyone, so she didn't know enough about everyone's daily life.
"Yes, we have to carry it ourselves and wait in line. Especially for oil pressing, we have to apply for an appointment time with the team, and there is only one oil press in the county seat in the entire Yang County." Zhao Qingqing next to her answered her.
Yun Huaying nodded slightly and continued, "That is to say, it's not just the members of the Dongjiang Brigade. Members of other brigades and communes are like this too. Milling rice and pressing oil is extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive."
"Yes." Everyone around nodded.
"If that's the case, we can start improving from there."
"In the past, people had to carry their own loads to mill rice and press oil, then carry it back, a laborious task. It was physically demanding, so only the most capable laborers in each household could do it. The round trip, including the waiting time, took almost a whole day, meaning each household lost ten centimeters in profit."
Uncle Zhao next to him added, "Yun Zhiqing, you're right. Whether it's rice milling or oil pressing, it always takes a whole day to queue up. Sometimes, if the machine breaks down, it can take two days to go back and forth."
"Yun Zhiqing, do you have any good ideas for improvement?" Zhao Xuelin asked.
"My suggestion is that the Dongjiang Brigade send tractors to other brigades, and even other communes, to pick up and deliver grain. We can help them transport the grain, mill it, and then send it back. We'll handle the physical labor like moving the grain. They won't need their strongest laborers; we can just have the elderly, the weak, women, and children accompany the trucks. This way, they can earn work points without being interrupted, and it will also improve our service and build our reputation."
When she came up with this idea, Secretary Tian applauded and said, "Good idea."
"That's a really good idea."
Many people in the village also agree with this. If they put themselves in their shoes, they will think that if someone drives over to help pick up and deliver the grain without delaying their work, they will definitely be happy to send the grain over for rice milling and oil pressing.
Seeing no one raised any objections, Yun Huaying continued, "We can spread the word ahead of time and set a schedule for rice milling and oil pressing. For example, on the 1st of each month, the two brigades in Nanzhu and Nanwan will go, on the 2nd, the two brigades on the other side of the river will go, and on the 3rd, they'll go to other communes to haul grain. We can set the time more accurately, dividing it into morning and afternoon, so that everyone can arrange their own tasks according to their schedule."
The scorekeeper quickly recorded her words and said, "Yun Zhiqing, continue."
Yun Huaying continued calmly, "The ideas I just mentioned are about expanding our business scope and increasing production revenue and efficiency. Now I'd like to offer some ideas about service."
"Before I ask you, when you go to the state-owned stores in your county, buy meat at the meat processing plant, or perhaps other state-owned stores, do you receive good service from these well-paid salespeople?"
It was Li Xiami who answered her: "No, that's terrible! They are all just like Liu Xiu, looking down on others."
In fact, everyone had the same idea as him, but they were not as direct as him, so they didn't say it out loud.
Lin Shan understood this well and continued, "Some people with stable jobs have really bad attitudes. We're the ones buying things and paying for things, but they still look down on us. What's even worse is that they often look down on us. Some even have a nasty attitude and look down on us for being poor, saying a lot of nasty things to us."
"This phenomenon is indeed very common," Zhao Xuelin said. He looked at Yun Huaying and asked, "So, Yun Zhiqing, do you want to improve your service attitude?"
"Yes. We absolutely cannot treat guests who come here to mill rice and press oil with cold faces or harsh words. We must treat them warmly and cordially. We must provide them with simple tea and a place to rest. We must let them feel the high moral character of the Dongjiang Brigade members and let them feel respected and valued."
"We have a car to pick us up, and the comrades who pick up and deliver the goods are enthusiastic and helpful. The receptionist at the workshop is also kind and enthusiastic, and they welcome us with good tea and water. If you were in this situation, would you go to a place like this to grind rice and press oil?"
"Of course we will go." The villagers answered enthusiastically and loudly.
“Pah pah pah!”
Secretary Tian immediately applauded and said to the scorekeeper next to him: "Liu Song, write down this key point."
Han Zheng listened quietly with a deep smile on his face. The suggestions she made were really very good. If the team listened to these two points and implemented them seriously, they would surely become famous and the rice mill and oil press would have no worries about running out of business.
Now he can be very sure that the Dongjiang Brigade will be too busy to handle the next task, and the number of machines in the team is far from enough.
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