As for the water and waste materials needed for planting, people will be sent to transport them separately, so there is no need to think too much.
Song Jinhe touched his chin and had to say that the work in the planting area was indeed leisurely.
After all, you don’t need to pay too much, and the safe zone will provide the most basic things.
But speaking more deeply, these seeds, fertilizers, etc. are all to serve Tianyue Apartment, otherwise they would not be in place so punctually.
After understanding what he wanted, Song Jinhe returned the file and walked back to the planting area.
It was already past 6 p.m., and all the people weeding in the wasteland had slipped back home. No matter how Cheng Qianhuai warned, no one was willing to stay and watch the night.
After all, Song Jinhe, the real person in charge, is not here, so they must be trying every possible way to take advantage of the situation, and do it as easily as possible.
Song Jinhe went back and looked at the empty planting area and was not upset. Sooner or later, she would pull out these people one by one from the planting area.
They were no longer just lazy, but rather deliberately antagonizing her. They were more like stubborn stones, always trying to hinder her steps.
Today, the general income of survivors in the base is about 5 kilograms of food per month, which is barely enough to satisfy their hunger. Some earn even less and can only maintain basic life activities.
But these people belong to the majority. Food is hard to find and supplies are hard to find. 80% of the survivors in the base cannot eat three meals a day, and most of them eat two meals a day or even one meal a day.
Song Jinhe roughly calculated that the monthly salary in the planting area is 500 kilograms of grain. This calculation can recruit about 100 people.
But 5 kilograms of food per person is still a bit too little. After all, she also requires a night shift system, so she can't treat them too badly.
Only when people gather together can the planting area develop rapidly and gradually become prosperous.
Especially now that we are in the stage of development, high wages require high motivation, and only high motivation can speed up efficiency and increase production.
But it should not be too high. If the starting point is too high, it is likely that workers will have a bigger appetite and their wage requirements will become higher and higher.
She could give them more conveniences, but she couldn't just stuff food into their hands without thinking. That would actually harm the growing area.
"Then each person will be given 7 kilograms of grain per month. The number of workers to be recruited is tentatively set at 60. The remaining 80 kilograms of grain can be distributed as rewards to encourage workers to be motivated."
Song Jinhe roughly determined the direction, and then walked into a small brick house in the planting area.
The house was built before the apocalypse. The area is not too big, about 12 square meters. There is a rickety wooden bed and a shabby small table full of stains.
Song Jinhe planned that this room would be used by those who worked night watch in the future to rest, and the furniture inside should be changed to something better.
"When does the trading area close?"
She turned around and asked Cheng Qianhuai beside her.
"It's about 7 o'clock. I'm afraid it's too late to rush to the trading area now."
Song Jinhe was not in a hurry and insisted on replacing the furniture today: "Then go tomorrow. Let's go home and rest tonight. There will definitely be trouble tomorrow."
After all, there are only 4 workers in the planting area today, but there are a full 20 in total.
Although one of them was fired by her, the remaining 19 people will definitely arrive on time tomorrow after hearing the news. I'm afraid they will have to be distracted to deal with them.
It was already getting late, so they simply went home and had a simple meal, then fell asleep after washing up.
The next day, the sun shone through the dusty windows, spreading its brilliance all over the place.
Song Jinhe was woken up by the alarm that was set in advance. He yawned and dragged Cheng Qianhuai up to wash up and eat.
Breakfast was not a rich one. I had a sandwich with a cup of hot milk, and then I hurried to the planting area to count people.
It was only 7:50 when we arrived at the planting area, but the chain in the planting area had not been opened at all, and there was no one waiting outside the door.
Song Jinhe was not surprised by this. After all, most people had not seen her as the temporary person in charge, so they must give her a taste of power.
Wang Shulin and the others were frustrated at her place yesterday. After returning home from get off work, they must have told the other workers in a jealous manner. I am afraid these people will unite to find her displeasure.
Sure enough, I and Cheng Qianhuai took care of the vegetables growing in the greenhouse, and waited until around 9 o'clock before two people came sporadically.
Just like this, they came to report in twos and threes, and it was not until 11:30 that everyone arrived.
Some people didn't work when they came, but just stood and chatted. Some people squatted in the wasteland to fish, looking into the greenhouse with sly eyes, but they didn't dig out a single weed for a long time.
Song Jinhe was not in a hurry, so he poured water over them one by one. They did not speak, and she did not step forward to ask about the situation.
If she spoke first, she would be at a disadvantage from the beginning, and she would have to make these people lose their temper and come to her.
Finally, Wang Shulin couldn't bear it anymore. Under the urging of other workers' eyes, he stepped forward hesitantly.
"Oh, Captain Song, don't you arrange some tasks for us?
Everyone is here today. Judging from your attitude yesterday, you probably want to say a few words to all of us today to show off your authority, right? "
After saying this, he burst out laughing, but Song Jinhe just stared at him expressionlessly, leaving him at a loss what to do.
The smile on his face went away stiffly, and Wang Shulin scratched his unshaven face.
"Uh, what's wrong, Captain Song? Why are you looking at me?"
Song Jinhe still didn't smile at all, and glanced around the crowd: "I'm wondering what you are laughing at, what's so funny.
How about you answer my questions? "
The corner of Wang Shulin's mouth twitched. He originally wanted to overpower Song Jinhe in terms of momentum, laugh at her actions, and suppress her momentum.
But who would have thought that Song Jinhe didn't show any timidity at all, and didn't even take any of his moves.
"You must be over 50 years old, right? You want to use your age and shamelessness to make me suffer a little. You don't think I will really punish you, and you don't dare to turn against me directly, right?"
Her voice was calm, and there was no trace of anger at all. It was like the water in an ancient well, calm and waveless.
"The stipulated working time is 8 a.m., and everyone present is not late, and some even walked over slowly when it was almost time to get off work.
Are you sure that I can't do anything to you? "
Song Jinhe placed the empty kettle on the ground casually and took out the record book he had prepared in advance.
"You are late and did not explain the situation to me, nor did you ask for leave in advance. This will be treated as absenteeism and two days of wages will be deducted as a minor punishment or a major warning."
After saying this, she seemed to suddenly realize, and Youyou said: "By the way, the salary is 7 kilograms of food per person per month. If you are not satisfied, you can resign and leave on your own. I will not keep you."
"7 pounds?!"
The group of people said in unison, all in disbelief.
After all, I had to lift at least 20 kilograms every month before. This gap is not as big as usual.
