He saw that this group of newly arrived educated youth were difficult to manage. If he couldn't intimidate them from the beginning, how could they be obedient in the future?
As the team leader, he has his own way of managing these educated youth.
The old educated youth were assigned to weed.
Song Zhi just took a quick look at the gloves.
These gloves are very dirty and tattered, and you can tell at a glance that they are left over from other people's use.
After picking and choosing, there were not many good ones, so Song Zhi simply gave up and went straight back to the dormitory.
Song Zhi didn't eat anything in the morning and was afraid that he might not have the energy later, so the first thing he did when he returned to the dormitory was to make himself a glass of milk.
Song Zhi checked his things before coming out. When he came out, everyone had already chosen their gloves, leaving only the most torn one.
Not far away, Song Ruanruan was having a passionate chat with the male educated youth in the team.
Speaking of which, Song Ruanruan is pretty, and she has been spoiled in the Song family for so many years, so her skin is relatively fair and tender. In addition, Song Ruanruan also likes to dress up. After realizing that Song Zhi is unreliable, she wants to find a new backer for herself here.
To put it bluntly, she just wants to find a bootlicker for herself.
Song Ruanruan inherited her mother's good genes. She quickly became friends with the male educated youth in the morning. She acted like a spoiled child, called them brother, and said a few nice words to them. The male educated youth were also fooled by her.
So Song Ruanruan got a pair of the newest gloves, and there were no holes in them.
Although she was chatting with these educated youth, her eyes were always on Song Zhi. After Song Zhi came out, he picked up the glove with a hole, which made Song Ruanruan even more proud.
Seeing Song Zhi looking at her, she even raised her hand proudly.
He shook his new gloves in Song Zhi's direction with a hint of provocation on his face.
Song Zhi glanced at her and didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He just held the torn gloves in his hand.
After team leader Long Deshou and everyone else got the work gloves, he started talking to them about going to work.
"Let me tell you about our production team's work standards. The work here is divided into work points based on the degree of technical requirements, physical effort, and responsibility."
"That is to say, our work points are divided into different levels. For example, our carpenters, bricklayers, foremen of carts, and breeders, these technical personnel, because they have skills, will have higher work points than others."
Song Zhi had never known these things before, but later he heard about them from other people who had gone to the countryside.
In the production team, as long as you master a skill, you will naturally be superior to others.
"Of course, our average members get a middle score. As long as you can complete the tasks assigned by our production team, you can basically get a middle score."
"As for those female members who are physically weaker, or those who are younger and smaller in stature, you will naturally receive lower scores."
Generally, fellow villagers call members with such low scores "half-baked". The production team divides members into four levels according to labor force. The first level is naturally technical personnel or high-intensity labor.
First-class laborers get 15 points a day, second-class laborers get 12 points a day, third-class laborers get 10 points a day, and as for the fourth class, it's only half-baked, at 8 points a day.
Don't underestimate these centimeters. Centimeters are money, which is the labor remuneration you can get. At the end of the year, dividends will be distributed according to the total centimeters of each member.
The total income of the entire production team at the end of the year divided by the total centimeters of all pairs is the score, and the score is then multiplied by the total centimeters of each individual to get the annual income of this member.
"Points! Points! They are the lifeblood of every member of the cooperative. Food and clothing all depend on points!"
After the science popularization class, a group of shivering educated youth were driven into the cotton fields.
Song Zhi was assigned a cotton field as big as a basketball court. This was her task today: to pick all the cotton in the field before sunset.
In this era, the captain just needs to assign you a task and you just have to do your own thing.
Basically no one cares about you because everyone needs to earn those pitiful centimeters.
Song Zhi looked at such a large cotton field. Although he had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel troubled.
She took a look and found that everyone's allocations were about the same size. After listening to the captain's introduction, everyone was so busy with their own work that they had no time to think about anything else. While no one was paying attention, Song Zhi entered the space and took out a pair of good gloves.
Song Zhi put on gloves to protect her hands and took out a scarf to cover her face.
Because the weather was too cold, she found a lot of hot packs in the space and stuck them on her chest, back, and stomach. But even so, after a while, she felt a stinging pain in her hands and face.
Without looking in the mirror, Song Zhi could guess that she must have been scratched by the cotton shell. After an hour, she was exhausted.
Song Zhi sat down on the ground, not caring about her image anymore. She sat there thinking about countermeasures. This couldn't go on. If she kept working like this, let alone anything else, it would be a big problem whether she could keep the baby in her belly!
While thinking about this, Song Zhi suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the small cloth bag he had hung on the tree.
What?
When Song Zhi looked up, she saw three little black-faced guys stealing her things.
At first glance, they were three little kids, all dark-skinned, and it was hard to tell whether they were boys or girls. I guess they were around eight or nine years old.
"What are you doing!?"
Song Zhi roared, and the three children ran away in panic. However, the youngest child was probably very scared and fell directly into the ridge of the field. There was no time to run, and Song Zhi took three or two steps over and caught him.
When the two children who had escaped saw this child being caught, they stopped and watched anxiously from a distance.
The child that Song Zhi caught turned pale with fear and kept begging for mercy while trembling.
"I didn't mean to do that. Please let me go, please, please."
When she heard this voice, Song Zhi was confused for a moment. She thought it was a little boy at first, but she didn't expect it to be a girl.
After discovering that the other person was a girl, Song Zhi looked her up and down.
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