Villager of Daming

Chapter 1161 Organizational Smoothness and Middle Level Emphasis

"One group, one group, follow me, one group, you are not, you are the second group, go over there, let you go over there, you are the second group."

On the morning of June 16th, there was no morning glow in the sky, and the sky was as clear as blue.

The ground is still muddy, after all, there is no asphalt road, no cement road, and no bluestone road.

The team began to arrange people to take the people to work, and divided the people into groups. People from the craftsman team were responsible for technical guidance, and a young general from Xu Da's army led the team.

A group of young generals gathered their own hands to pave the road with coal ash to facilitate subsequent transportation.

A commoner from the second group followed, and the young general pointed to the other side and said to him.

"How did you know I was in the second group?" the people asked curiously.

"Isn't the piece of paper sewn on your chest written with two? Two means group two."

The young general pointed to the opponent's chest. There was a piece of rough-edged paper with the word 'two' written on it with a brush.

But when he turned around, he saw that the people in the real second group just imitated his example and pulled off the lower strip. I was tired!

"Why does yours have an extra horizontal line?" the young general asked.

The young general looked over, and sure enough, there was a two written on the paper on the chest of each team member, but the other people's two was shorter on the top and longer on the bottom, while his was longer on one side.

"I borrowed your writing brush to fill it out myself. I can write more than 200 words!" The other party held out his chest.

The young general stopped the person who was about to turn around and go find a brush to add a horizontal line, then went over and tore off the lower horizontal line of paper.

The troublemaker was caught by the young general and gave him a beating. He wailed and became honest, because he found that he could not resist at all, let alone fight back.

"Stop, you're in the second group, don't move, yes, okay, it's one horizontal stroke. Why are you tearing it apart too? You're in the second group, for God's sake!"

"Stop, over there, two groups to one group."

"As for that! It's just a joke... Oops, don't kick me, I'll hide, ouch! Stop hitting me, don't dare, you're wrong, I'm obedient..."

The young general who was fighting: "..."

The young general shouted over there, then turned to stare at the person he was tearing apart: "You are now in a group, marching order, if you dare to do this again, I will give you eighty military sticks."

"I think you're tired of living. Come, come to the side and I'll give you a hard time." After being torn apart, he gave up and invited a fight.

"Okay, you think we can't? Just wait."

The people shook their heads and pointed to another person: "His ones are also two, why are they one group?"

"Why can't I be a group and fight? If he dies and one group is missing, I will make up for it." He pointed at the people who were torn apart.

"Afraid of you? Watch me set your bones." This one said and walked over to accept the challenge.

"Then why don't you add a horizontal line instead of a three?"

"That's right! You still want to compete with me for women like this? Humph! I can't kill you!" Another person laughed.

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Groups of manpower were assigned and taken to different locations to work. The first was to pave roads, dig ditches, and demolish houses.

Some people's houses were demolished before and they lived in temporary tents. Others were anxious. Seeing that others were about to live in good houses, they didn't care whether it rained in the future. They demolished their own houses first. The ditch where the coal mine is located should be dredged, and water pumps should be installed in areas that are difficult to dredge.

The coal sludge was washed everywhere by the water, and was scraped up by several groups of people, loaded into wheelbarrows, and delivered to the door of a house. The other party mixed some yellow mud into it to make coal.

Women were recruited to help cook and boil water, and the children... read.

The whole place suddenly started to move, making the Jurchen tribe leaders who were not leaving and pro-Ming Dynasty dumbfounded.

It's not like they've never been here before, and it's not their first time here. The local people live like that, and only the selected people in the vegetable greenhouse are busy and organized.

Now they found that everything was different, as if a big hand was pulling a large group of people to work.

"Awesome!" Wuerduo looked at it in a daze for a while and then sighed: "If the people in our village could be like them, how many more things could they do? How many good things could they exchange for?"

He compared the way people in his tribe worked with slaves and found that there were too many differences. It would be great if he could learn from them.

The leaders of other tribes did not refute Wuerduo's words. They also knew that the local people were now more relaxed than before.

I just don’t understand how it is done. How are the manpower arranged? From what aspect?
Look more and look at the young general. This young general leads the people to clean the ditch. The ashes and yellow sand that were brought in. The road is well paved!

On the other side, the princes were eating. They didn't go to bed until midnight last night. Everyone else was working, so they woke up, but they didn't have a hangover.

Everyone had rice with water for breakfast. Even though it stopped raining at midnight last night, it was still hot! Today is the first day of summer.

According to the northern tradition, the first part is dumplings, the second part is noodles, and the third part is pancakes and eggs. Today, you should have egg pancakes at noon.

"This duck egg is good, oily and not very salty. I can eat four pieces by myself. The young generals in our army are also good at directing the people to work!"

Zhu Fan picked up half a salted duck egg and looked at the yellow color. The oil was leaking out, and it would run out when opened. But he still had to cut it, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to pick it up and eat it.

Another reason is that there are not enough salted eggs, so people will cut a salted duck egg into four pieces. In this way, if there are eight guests, only two salted duck eggs are enough.

If not, one person per person, the host family cannot afford it, and the family will have to live a hard life for half a month after eating one meal.

It’s not just a matter of salted duck eggs, but also other meat dishes, such as sausages, frying a green onion egg pancake, and stir-frying with meat, which require oil.

Therefore, the guests also understand that they should try to eat as few dishes as possible and leave them for the host, so that the host can still eat a few meals.

Generally, pickled salted eggs or salted duck eggs are not oily. It is a problem with the pickling process. If you eat them even if they are pickled, no one cares about nitrite or not.

The team of princes can only eat one segment after cutting it to control the salt intake, and they have to eat other vegetables!

Xu Da just ate the steamed eggplant, which had already cooled down. He used chopsticks to tear off a strip and dipped it in egg sauce.

Hearing the words of King Zhu Fang of Jin, Chopsticks paused: "Wars are forbidden by law. The overall arrangement comes from Xiaqiu Village. If each of the young generals cannot do this well, it means that we have not led the army well."

Xu Da was very satisfied with his team. He never flinched from a battle, especially now that he had flintlock guns with paper shell bullets. The soldiers wanted to have a fight with Bei Yuan immediately to have a good time.

For example, his soldiers have assault rifles, and they all giggle all day long and talk in their sleep...

When the director saw that he was talking about himself again, he simply put down his chopsticks: "In the end, all problems are organizational problems. Strong organizational ability lies in having a group of good people.

The middle-level generals are the most valuable. They need to communicate up and down. Without them, the entire army will not function well.

When we go back, a military school will be built. Veterans who have fought in the war will be selected to learn how to fight and prepare for the future. "

(End of this chapter)