My client Li Yunlong

Chapter 85 Depressed Ding Wei!
"Fellow fellow? Didn't you go to work?"

In the upper village, a man in his 30s sat in front of the wooden threshold, smoking a dry cigarette. Between his thick eyebrows, there was the same thick and indescribable sadness.

A political cadre from the base area walked up to the man and asked doubtfully.

It is now the beginning of May, the busy farming season in the north.

At this time, some of the winter wheat is already ripe. People should be busy harvesting the wheat, drying it, storing it, and then loosening the soil and weeding it in preparation for planting sorghum.

These things are not easy. It takes a long time for the whole family to work together, and you even have to find someone to help.

Even if you don’t have land, you can still be busy helping others.

Why are you sitting in front of the threshold, frowning and smoking?
Moreover, since the movement to reduce rents and interest rates in the base area, Shangcun is a model village. The annual rent is no longer a huge burden on the base area. There is a lot of land here, and the bank in the base area has also opened low-interest agricultural loans. Renting a piece of dry land is not a problem. Disaster.

Due to the busy farming season, even the militia military training has been reduced in scale recently.

From more than 4 people participating in training every day last month, there are now only more than 5000 people every day, and almost all militiamen are training while doing farm work.

"Hey··"

The man in his 30s sighed and knocked his pipe on the threshold:
"It's been a tough year this year."

The political cadres could see clearly that what leaked out of the pipe were just some leaves mixed with a little tobacco.

"Why·"

The fellow took a look at the military uniforms worn by the political cadres, hesitated for a moment, sighed again, and then said:

"Not long ago, the Japanese came and destroyed the wheat in my field."

"If you want to go out, the county won't let you in."

After the food was destroyed, he still had to pay the rent for the year. There were still five people in his family to feed, and the little money he got from helping out was not enough to feed his family.

And although it is the busy farming season recently, after the Japs wreaked havoc a few months ago, there has been a lot less work. There is no work in the surrounding villages. If you go to the county to look for work, the Japs block you back.

Go and train as a militiaman.

Not to mention that the militia training point was too far away. Being a militiaman might mean fighting against the Japanese. He was the only labor force in the family and was the backbone. If something happened, the whole family would collapse.

"What a stupid little devil!".

The political cadres immediately clenched their fists.

The Japanese went to any length to destroy the base area. After the construction of the Xiazhuang stronghold was completed at the beginning of the year, the Beijing Brigade stationed in Liao County launched a raid and destroyed many houses in Shangcun.

They even let military horses and mules eat a lot of common people's wheat seedlings.

“If you have time, sign up to build roads.”

The political cadre said suddenly.

"Build the road?"

The fellow's tone suddenly became wary.

Building roads is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing.

With roads, food can be sold, goods come in much cheaper, and it is easier to go out to work. However, he has built roads in the past, but he did not get paid for the work, and sometimes he even had to take care of his own food.

The Burma Highway is a miracle, but it is also mixed with the blood and tears of 20 road construction workers.

Who would be willing to risk their lives to build roads unless they were forced by the Japanese?

“I’m paid, and I take care of two meals a day, and I’m also given food wages.”

The political worker said with a smile:

"The more work you do, the more you get paid."

"You can also bring a hoe, a pole, or a basket."

"Pay? Really?"

The man sounded suspicious.

Eighth Route Army political cadres rarely lie to people.

But how is it possible for the government to build roads and pay for food?

"Let's go and have a look. It's right at the end of the village."

The political worker pointed to the head of Shangcun Village.

There, the Independence Group teamed up with political workers from around Shangcun to set up a platform to recruit road construction workers.

"··OK."

After hesitating again for a while, the common man got up and walked towards the entrance of the village.

At the same time, many people, including women, also walked towards the entrance of the village.

The Japanese repeatedly raided and destroyed the area, and the prison blockade brought not only a lack of supplies, but also economic depression, making it difficult for ordinary people to find work.

this afternoon.

This man in his 30s carried his hoe and, under the guidance of the staff sent by the independent group, began to widen the mountain horse road between Shangcun and Yangcun.

Full of energy.

The hoe in his hand was almost swung into pieces.

It’s unclear whether there will be any wages, but it’s certain that he will have enough to eat.

At noon, he had a meal of white flour cornstarch, which even had the smell of pork suet. It was very fragrant. He ate three large bowls.

Otherwise, where would you have the strength to work?
According to the management staff, as long as they work hard, they will also take care of the food in the afternoon. They will even allocate wages according to the amount of work done. The more work they do, the more wages they will get.

Wages are paid in white flour.

There were more than 500 villagers and surrounding people who started working with him.

···
"Appoint supervisory personnel?"

"Hey hey..."

At the same time, Li Yunlong from the Yangcun Independent Regiment Headquarters rubbed his hands, looked at Lu Renjia with a smile, and said:

"Isn't this to prevent waste?"

"We don't have enough political and management personnel, nor are they of sufficient quality, and many of them are new comrades. No one knows if someone will be corrupt, leading to food waste."

"I can only ask Brother Lu for help."

Not only Li Yunlong, but even Zhao Gang looked at Lu Renjia eagerly.

Road construction has begun, and food has been approved, so there is no need to worry about workers and material resources.

Ordinary people can also bring their own tools, or let the arsenal make some. This is not a problem for the time being.

However, the specific system and management during the road construction period were blind.

Although several talents who had previously managed road construction were sought from the headquarters and brigade headquarters, and several engineers were also hired, the previous system obviously cannot be used in the current base area.

More work, more gain, has improved the efficiency and quality of road construction, but it has also brought about complexity in management and the huge task of assessing specific project quantities.

You definitely can’t do it on your own.

Firstly, I have no experience, and secondly, I don’t have the manpower.

So as soon as Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang worked together, they asked Lu Renjia to harvest the wool.

Let Boss Lu's technical staff formulate detailed rules and regulations and participate in supervision. During this period, some old Red Army and outstanding political cadres will be inserted into the base area to cultivate their own management talents. "OK."

After a moment of silence, Lu Renjia nodded.

"More support, the road between Yangcun and Shangcun has been built. I also need to build the road from Yangcun to Xingjiacun, and from Yangcun to Luojiazhuang."

Li Yunlong beat the snake and got on the stick.

"Row."

Lu Renjia continued to nod:
"I'll send twenty men over."

"Thank you very much."

Zhao Gang was immediately overjoyed and thanked Li Yunlong profusely before he could speak.

···
"Hey, damn..."

In Luojia Village, where the New Second Regiment was stationed, Ding Wei sighed in front of Kong Jie.

Every time I think about it, this month the New Second Regiment and the 771st Regiment received a large amount of weapons and equipment from Li Yunlong, and carried out a major re-equipment of the whole regiment. In the end, even if they gave the brigade headquarters a large number of weapons and ammunition, each regiment would be left with 60 mortars. There are a total of twelve gates.

And he, Ding Wei, didn't get even one hair, and Ding Wei was extremely depressed.

"Why sigh in front of labor and management?"

Kong Jie scolded directly with disdain:
"Li Yunlong kept it all for you. You didn't fight for it yourself, but Cheng Shifa picked it up."

"chances are for people who are prepared."

"You kid can't live up to your expectations, and no one can blame you for this."

Ding Wei's mouth twitched after hearing this, and he became even more depressed.

This was also the reason why he came to the station of the New Second Regiment instead of directly attacking the Independent Regiment.

Now that he was close to him, Li Yunlong could point his nose at him and scold him for a long time, unlike Kong Jie who could just criticize him with a few words.

"how?"

Kong Jie continued to scold:
"Hurry up!"

"While it's the beginning of the month, hurry up and ask Li Yunlong if you need any help. We are all old comrades in arms. Can't you just listen to him say a few words and say a few nice words?"

"Set up the benefits first, otherwise you won't have a chance by the end of the month."

"He has now obtained the 82 mortar!"

"Taking it late also has the advantage of taking it late."

"82 mortar?"

Ding Wei's eyes lit up.

Taking it late also has the advantage of taking it late. This sentence is true.

The 38th Regiment only received some grenades, 60 mortars, and shell guns.

The New Second Regiment and the 772nd Regiment not only had all submachine guns, but also doubled the number of mortars and grenades, and even obtained more than 1000 high-quality military mules.

Now, Li Yunlong has brought in 82 mortars.

This is really good stuff.

only··
"Let's go in a few days."

Ding Wei sighed.

"What, you want to go again next month?"

"Wait until Li Yunlong comes out with something good?"

Kong Jie asked knowingly.

Captain Kong Da naturally knew that Ding Wei was embarrassed and coming to the door now would be like coming to scold Li Yunlong without even a chance to talk back.

Others may be fine.

But Ding Wei can't take away this face.

"Damn you."

Ding Wei scolded directly:

"Come to the door now. Not only will that piece of shit not be given to me, but it will also deliberately disgust me."

Can Ding Wei explain Li Yunlong's temper?

He could even think of what Li Yunlong would say:

"It's not that I don't take care of you, an old comrade. I kept all this for you, but you didn't come to get it yourself."

"Last time, the submachine guns that were given to the 38th Regiment had not arrived, and the number of mortars was not enough. As a result, labor and management have prepared them for you. We also said in March that they will be given to you next month."

"Why, Uncle Ding still wants me to ask you to come and get it?"

"Or, I'll deliver it to you and beg you to accept it?"

Who could stand it when Li Yunlong said this in his tone?
"Then there's nothing we can do."

Kong Jie spread his hands and said that he didn't care.

"Damn it."

Captain Ding felt aggrieved and could only eat white-faced steamed buns with his head covered to feel discouraged.

···
May tenth.

With the arrival of technical personnel sent by the system, the widening of the horse path between Yangcun and Shangcun is on track.

Thanks to the system of more work, more gain, good management, a suitable measurement system, and the propaganda of political workers, the people were very enthusiastic about work. In just five days, they completed what was expected to take fifteen days. Work.

And the quality is very good.

The personnel from the brigade headquarters and other base areas who came to inspect or transport supplies were greatly shocked.

At this speed, even if the army brings out a full engineer regiment, it will not be faster.

At the brigade headquarters' signal, Zhao Gang also called the iron hot, and began to expand the horse trail from Yangcun to the 771st Regiment.

Nowadays, the 771st Regiment is stationed at an officer training class and a militia officer training camp, which consumes a large amount of materials every day and requires high transportation.

However, it is very difficult to widen this horse trail. It is full of rocks and has many rugged roads in mountainous areas. It also needs to build bridges, even dig holes in the mountains, and build air-raid shelters and other facilities.

Coupled with restrictions on management personnel, the recruitment scale is limited to 1 people, including more than 1000 logistics personnel responsible for transporting food, water, etc.

The progress of the project suddenly slowed down.

But these 1 people have a greater impact than militia training.

Not only did they absorb the unemployed people around them,
Moreover, ordinary people who participated could receive at least five kilograms of grain per day, and those who worked hard could even receive twenty kilograms of grain per day as wages.

May NO.12,
The exact news was passed to the ears of the captain of the Shandao Alliance in Yu County.

"What? Recruited 1 people to widen the mountain horse trail."

Upon hearing the news, the old devil Shandao stood up in shock.

(End of this chapter)