Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 793 793. God is good

Planting apple trees is really not an easy job. The whole village, old and young, worked together from early morning until dark at night, and then the planting was completed.

 The weather is also kind. The sun has not risen all day today, so I feel comfortable working. It rained last night, but it didn't penetrate the soil. The soil was moist and easy to dig but not sticky to the feet.

 Wait until Song Tan took the water pump out of the car, his face suddenly felt cold, thin and dense raindrops fell again, and it seemed that the trend was getting bigger...

This is good, you don’t even need to water the roots.

The people working on the mountain hurriedly went back to take shelter from the rain, but Song Tan was two steps behind. The spiritual energy in his fingers was constantly dense, and it quickly filled the world with the rain.

Soon, in this silent night, a hazy mist enveloped the bare apple trees, and was suddenly dispersed by huge raindrops, disappearing without a trace.

The dormant roots wrapped and transported in mud **** are spreading in the fresh soil. The trunk and the remaining branches and leaves are breathing hard. The rain is pouring on the ground and rustling, successfully concealing this temporary abnormality. .

 She then stopped with satisfaction and quickly went home.

Back home, Song Tan discussed with Ulan: "Mom, everyone hasn't had a break today. How about we increase the agreed salary?"

Ulan frowned: "It's inappropriate."

The wages they set are already quite high in the local area, and the food is solid and good. It can be increased this time, and it can be increased next time, but it won’t be suitable for a long time.

What’s more, people in the village don’t work for their families just for money. They work to make money, but sometimes they just use money to talk things over, which makes everyone feel looked down upon...

 Speaking of it, this is also a rather subtle psychological relationship. Ulan may not be able to explain it, but being rooted in the countryside for a long time has made her subconsciously make other choices -

 No salary increase, but benefits!

Song Tan can't understand this, but listen to her mother, I can't say it's absolutely right, but most of the time it's right.

 So she also started making phone calls to make arrangements.

Until now, the lights in the cafeteria are brightly lit, and the aroma of lean meat soup with radish leaves is fragrant. The large pots of braised pork are trembling and oily under the lights, and are squeezed in the middle by the table full of vegetables, making them particularly eye-catching.

Whole cartons of cigarettes were also taken apart, and everyone, regardless of gender, stuffed a box into them. There are also beer and liquor drinks...

Everyone sat here with their tired bodies, and each person drank two bowls of soup to cheer up. After that, no one was dissatisfied!

Honestly speaking, the money spent is not less than a salary increase for everyone, but listening to everyone's lively drinking and chatting, and some people even took the initiative to ask about recruiting workers, Song Tan seemed to understand something.

Even Party Secretary Xiao Zhu sat over and sighed: "I finally understand the reason why some township entrepreneurs obviously pay good wages, but they still don't have enough reputation and are not convinced by the villagers."

 That is, he did not integrate into the villagers.

This "integration" sounds silly.

As long as the money is enough, who cares whether there are these benefits or that benefit? Maybe some people still find it troublesome, so it is better to discount it.

  But it was a city with indifferent relations, everyone was wandering, and only money could provide a sense of security.

  But in the village, this is the place where they return to their roots after falling leaves, it is their home.

This idea cannot be expressed publicly, and even speaking out seems a bit hypocritical, but only by being personally involved can we understand everyone's heart.

Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, sighed: "I always thought that Professor Song only does research and agriculture. He usually talks about his hometown nature and is a fellow countryman. I thought he had some old-fashioned ideas..."

I didn’t expect that there are so many sophisticated people in a small rural town.

 Sure enough, Zhang Jiuling was right: if we don’t plan the prefectures and counties, we don’t plan the province of Taiwan.

However, this kind of sadness was only short-lived, because soon everyone's focus was on the villagers who inquired about the recruitment requirements. "Thirty percent, what do your permanent workers require? Do you think I can get it?"

This is a villager who just drank a glass of white wine. The other person's face is red, as if he is drunk but not drunk. I guess he is usually not embarrassed, but now he is asking because of the strength of the wine.

This kind of embarrassment is understandable. Who in the village didn't sigh twice when they mentioned the old Song family?

A person who plays mahjong at a card table and a person who eats at a wine table, and now he has to work under someone else, there must be some steps, right?

Song Sancheng is also cheerful: "There are no requirements for permanent jobs. You just have to work if there is work. There is basically no leisure time."

The other party reacted: "Just like Zhang Wang's family, right? Then I can do it too! I'm only fifty-six this year!"

　　　 fifty-six In rural areas, those are indeed strong laborers who can still work, but Song Sancheng did not agree directly. Instead, he said cheerfully:

“Then think about it, my salary is just like that, 3,000 yuan a month. This village only provides food but not housing.”

 Compared with them, working part-time like today, 3,000 a month is naturally not cost-effective. But part-time workers are not available every day, and the food is so good...

 For a time, everyone had their own ideas.

But then Song Sancheng sighed again:

"Everything you do now has to be registered, and our company also has one. Logically speaking, we can buy five insurances and one housing fund, but everyone is older and exceeds the standard, so we can't buy it... So the family is thinking about the salary. Let’s increase it by 500 more.”

 3000 to 3500, the feeling is different!

 At this time, more people’s eyes were brightened.

 But not now.

Song Tan, a calculating person, doesn't understand what her parents want her to do with the village's customs and sophistication. But she has a good way of arranging people to work.

  Anyway, we are not hiring permanent workers this year.

 First of all, despite being so busy now, in fact, after the busiest late autumn and early winter are over, there will be nothing to do and everyone will have to stay at home and enjoy the winter.

If we recruit workers at this time, we will be idle for at least two or three months in the winter.

 Come again, now the folks in the countryside are drinking and eating vegetables, and they agree as soon as their minds are hot, but can they really work hard later? Not necessarily.

 In this case, why not draw a pie for everyone first.

In this way, when there are more people in the village during the New Year, everyone can not get this cake, draw pictures for each other, and compete with more young adults who may come back...

In this way, not only will the positions be easily arranged, but management will be easier, and everyone may work harder!

No, Song Sancheng also seemed drunk, and his face, which had always been honest and sincere, was full of sighs:

“It can’t be done now, there is no money to recruit workers now! No money is spent at all, and the foreign debt will not be paid off this year...”

This is sincere, if you think about the road on the mountain and the trees in the field, who among you can still not believe it?

 So I also feel sad:

“Yes, the situation is so big all of a sudden, the villas are all built, but the family’s wealth is probably all depleted. It’s better to say it out loud..."

To use an old saying, that is - donkey excrement and egg excrement make the face bright!

Update 2, good night!

There is little land and few people this year. If we don’t do any projects in the winter, we might as well fall in love.

 (End of this chapter)