Jiang Si pondered for a moment and said, "I don't think it's very likely."
As she spoke, she repeated what Huo Tingzhou had said.
"If the army really had the money to provide subsidies to everyone, the barracks staff wouldn't have been idle for so many days."
Hu Meili thought about it and agreed with this.
If you say it was the first two days after the typhoon made landfall and they couldn't buy materials or spare manpower, that's understandable.
But now the water has receded for several days.
Moreover, the troops' supply vehicles to the county resumed operation yesterday.
But there has been no movement from the barracks department so far.
That only means that the army is really out of money now.
But when you think about it, it doesn’t seem strange.
The Fourth Division was a big spender, with the navy and air force alone spending millions of dollars on military expenditures each year.
If the Fourth Division had not started to reclaim wasteland and prepare for war early on, it would have raised money to build state-owned farms.
Otherwise, if we only rely on the military funds allocated by the higher authorities, we might not even be able to meet the basic needs of food and clothing.
Thinking of this, Hu Meili sighed.
"The disaster is so severe this time, and I don't know when the farms down there will be able to resume production."
“It may not recover in the short term.”
Although Jiang Si had never been to the farm below, the situation in the family compound was clear.
She felt the situation was not optimistic.
And Xu Mingjuan's next words also confirmed her guess.
The situation was even more serious than Jiang Si had imagined.
Xu Mingjuan said: "Now it's not a question of whether we can resume production, but whether this farm can continue to operate."
"What does this mean?" Hu Meili was a little confused.
Xu Mingjuan then told them what she knew. "Leaders from the provincial military district came here early this morning. I heard they're planning to shut down the farm."
"Close the farm?" Hu Meili widened her eyes.
"right."
"But about one-third of the military dependents in the family compound work on the farm. If the farm is to be closed, how will these people be employed?"
Although Hu Meili does not work on the farm, many of the things in the service center come from the farm below.
Some goods are also exchanged for farm resources.
If the farm is closed, it will have a huge impact on them.
"Don't worry, Commander Yao and Political Commissar Li will definitely fight for this matter."
After a pause, Xu Mingjuan added, "Actually, the idea of shutting down the farm is quite reasonable."
Jiang Si looked at her and asked, "Sister-in-law, is it that the army can't afford the money for the construction?"
Xu Mingjuan nodded. "The collapsed factory building on the farm and the flooding of the production line alone are a significant expense."
"If you add in the cost of replanting trees, buying breeding pigs, and the workers' disability allowance..."
"It's like the previous ten days were all for nothing, and now we have to pay hundreds of thousands more to enter the market."
The accounts were calculated by people from the logistics and finance departments. When they saw the estimated amount, everyone gasped.
At that time, they had a premonition.
This time the farm construction project is probably in jeopardy.
Unexpectedly, people from the Provincial Military Region came early this morning.
Xu Mingjuan said, "If you're just short of money, that's easy to deal with."
"If there were typhoons, we could rebuild the factory if it collapsed today, and repair the production line if it broke down. But what about tomorrow?"
After hearing this, Hu Meili stopped talking.
After hearing this, Jiang Si seemed to be thinking about something.
Yes, no matter how wealthy one's family is, one cannot withstand this kind of disparity and blow of 'working hard for decades and returning to the pre-liberation era overnight'.
Especially this kind of thing, just when you feel the harvest, this suddenly happens.
This kind of blow is the most torturous.
But...
Can the factory withstand a typhoon of this magnitude?
If it can be resisted, does that mean the production line can be saved?
Will the number of injured people also decrease accordingly?
In just two or three minutes, countless thoughts popped up in Jiang Si's mind.
Thinking about this, she looked up at Guo Xian and asked, "Sister-in-law, what percentage of the total losses are there in the factory and production line this time?"
Xu Mingjuan said: "Ninety percent!"
Hearing this number, Jiang Si fell into deep thought, and after a while she said, "Okay, then I understand."
Hearing this, Xu Mingjuan and Hu Meili looked at each other.
What's the meaning?
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