Chapter 77: Hard-working New Villagers
Early the next morning, except for a few people who went down the mountain, most of the refugees stayed.
Bai Xun counted them and there were a total of 231 people.
The village held a meeting and formally accepted these refugees as new villagers.
"From today on, you are all residents of Black Bandit Mountain Good Citizen Village. Although our village isn't as wealthy as the rest of the world, as I promised last night, as long as you work here, the village will provide you with food and clothing, housing will be built and allocated to you, doctors will provide free consultations, and villagers will take turns patrolling daily to ensure safety..."
Hao Ren is not exaggerating, he is telling the truth.
Black Bandit Mountain is very large. Although the top of the mountain is fully planned, there are still large areas on the mountainside and foot of the mountain where houses can be built.
Not to mention that there are several empty mountains and valleys nearby, so there is enough space for development in the future.
Some of the villagers were sitting and some were standing, holding two big steamed buns they had just received from the kitchen.
The new villagers took big bites of steamed buns while listening to Village Chief Hao's talk, and almost choked on the steamed bun crumbs in their mouths.
They stayed because they had no better place to go and had no other options, so they settled in this remote mountain village.
I don't have high expectations, I just want to have a stable meal.
But what does the village chief say now?
"What? The village is helping build the house?"
"I can provide medical treatment and medicine for free?"
"There are patrols in the village?"
If that's true, they wouldn't have to work for the rest of their lives!
In the past, I worked so hard in my hometown, getting up early and going to bed late to farm for others and serve those old masters. I could not even have enough food to eat all year round, had no clothes to wear in winter, and my home was only a thatched house.
"Is there really such a good thing?"
"Can good things happen to us?"
Everyone was a little confused, but when they saw Old Man Qin, they felt much more at ease.
After all, an old man without ears can wear decent clothes and eat the same food as them, which means that the people in the village are living well.
Otherwise, if such an old man were in their hometown village, the grass on his grave would have been cut several times.
"Now we're assigning people to different teams: farming, hunting, animal husbandry, kitchen, textile, ink-making, and medicine... If anyone among you excels in a particular area, you can take the initiative and join the corresponding team. If you're not sure what you're good at, you can wait for your assignment later."
Hao Ren asked Bai Xun, Grandma Qiu, Song Yu, Lu Chunniang and others to stand at the front of the open space, each representing a team.
The refugees finished the steamed buns in their hands and stood over one after another.
"I can hunt. I'll go on a hunting team."
"I, I take care of the chickens and ducks at home, and I also feed the pigs. Which team did I go to..."
"I can weave linen..."
"...No need to think about it, I will only be farming in this life, I will go farming!"
Many people joined the queue, but some stayed where they were, not knowing where to go.
Hao Ren arranged them into teams based on the ratio of the number of people in each team, and then made some minor adjustments.
The final distribution is:
Ten people followed Grandma Qiu to cook, and when the situation outside stabilized, two or three chefs could be assigned to the Black Mountain Restaurant.
Doctor Yu selected five people to join the medical team and taught them some basic medical theories and how to identify medicinal herbs.
The ink-making and textile teams had heavy tasks, so fifty people were assigned to each.
The remaining hundred or so people were divided up to farm, hunt, patrol, raise animals, etc.
After the assignment, the captains of each team took their players to different areas.
Because of his previous doubts, Xue Che kept a close eye on the new villagers over the next few days.
He wanted to see if these skinny new members could really do the most powerful work, as Grandpa Qin said.
The next morning.
The sun rises early in the summer. Xue Che woke up when the first ray of sunlight fell on Doctor Yu's courtyard.
After getting up and washing up, he wanted to go to the kitchen to help Grandma Qiu burn firewood.
He is now also an expert at burning firewood.
On ordinary days, there are not many villagers who get up at this time, but today, when Xue Che went out, he saw several villagers carrying bows and arrows and spears and walking towards the woods.
After walking a few more steps, I met Wei Dashuan and his grandchildren.
Wei Qi was holding a scallion steamed bun in his hand, smiling with his teeth showing:
“It smells so good!”
"Grandpa Wei, Seventh Brother Wei," Xue Che walked forward doubtfully, "Is breakfast ready in the kitchen?"
"It's ready, everyone line up and get your food!" Wei Qi pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
Xue Che looked in that direction and saw that there were already many people queuing at the door.
Fortunately, the new kitchen built at the end of last year is large and has several windows, so people can be divided into several lines to get breakfast.
"But, this is too early." Xue Che wondered if the kitchen team had gotten up in the middle of the night to cook.
Wei Dashuan's face wrinkled with laughter: "Who would complain about eating too early?"
Xue Che walked to the kitchen door and saw that the villagers who had newly joined the kitchen team had adapted quickly.
Those who are lighting the fire are lighting the fire, those who are cleaning the pots are cleaning the pots, and those who are distributing the food are distributing the food. Everything is in order.
Grandma Qiu hit her shoulders with a small wooden mallet: "You are so hardworking that an old woman like me has no time to rest."
A woman named Cuihua turned around and said, "With us here, Aunt Qiu can take a good rest."
On the other side, after eating the steamed buns, Wei Dashuan and his grandchildren had already started working.
Wei Dashuan was old and didn't have much strength, so he joined the breeding team and was responsible for feeding chickens, ducks and pigs.
He first cleaned the cowshed and pigpen, and then swept away the dirt around the chicken coop and duck pen.
Then he scattered rice husks into the chicken coop, shouting:
"Hehe, dinner is ready."
"Come on, come on, lay eggs~"
Wei Qi went to the ink-making workshop managed by Song Yu.
He and several villagers who arrived earlier have already started pressing tung oil.
Everyone works very hard.
Because they are afraid that if they don’t work hard, they will become unwanted by the village.
They want to take root here and work hard for their village and every meal they eat.
If they put in a little more effort, they can wear new clothes, eat meat and live in their own houses sooner.
After observing for a few days, Xue Che completely believed what Grandpa Qin had said before.
The new villagers are more energetic than the original villagers. As long as they have a full meal, they will not stop working.
It was at this time that Su Zhizhi and Xue Che were also assigned new tasks.
Hao Ren: "Starting tomorrow, Zhizhi and Ache will follow Master Qin to teach everyone how to read."
Many new villagers are illiterate, and considering that they may need them in the future, the village decided to teach them some common and simple words.
As there were so many people, Old Man Qin couldn't take care of it all by himself, so he assigned two assistants to him.
When Hao Ren told Xue Che and Su Zhizhi about this arrangement, both children were shocked.
"I'm going to be a teacher!" Su Zhizhi jumped up in surprise. She never thought that she could be a teacher.
Xue Che: "Zhizhi, we are just teaching assistants, Grandpa Qin is the teacher."
But Su Zhizhi was so excited that she couldn't hear what Xue Che said, and she walked around the room in circles:
"I want to teach you how to write about bighead carp, braised pork, and pig ears!"
Hao Ren: "...Zhizhi, you don't have to worry about it."
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