Young Marshal: The More children the better, The More you marry, The more Powerful you become - Chapter 166
Chapter 172
Chapter 172: Report on the progress of the autumn harvest, several settings about the life maid.
【Wang Feng】
【Level: Blue (Rare)】
【Position: Director of the No. 1 Production Workshop of Daqing No. 2 Women’s Correctional Institute】
[Abilities: 1. Cold manager (management ability +75%) 2. Fanatic (this person is extremely fanatical about the ruler)]
[Negative attributes: 1. Cold (This woman’s heart is like an iron stone, and she does not talk about human feelings!) 2. Orphan (this woman has no relatives)]
[Special Effects: (Cold Manager)]
【Put this character card into the family interface】
【Management ability+75%】
“Sure enough, there is a [ruthless manager] blessing!”
“It’s a talent!”
Zhang Xueming smiled slightly: “Comrade Wang Feng, I will promote you to the director of the second correctional center, and I will do a good job in the future!” ”
“Huh? Be! ”
Wang Feng had a cold attribute, just stunned for a second, and immediately accepted Zhang Xueming’s personnel arrangement.
She herself was an orphan and almost starved to death in the Modu refugee camp, but Zhang Xueming’s porridge shop gave her two bowls of gruel to revive her, and then brought her to Daqing.
Eat and drink every day.
This made Wang Feng, who had been hungry all his life, feel that Zhang Xueming was a god-like existence.
“Young Marshal, would you like to inspect the female devils we selected for the reward?”
“Okay! Go check it out! ”
Wang Feng spoke cleanly, and Zhang Xueming liked the character of 550.
As soon as they followed, they went to a classroom in the detention center.
Through the glass window, he saw a full 300 female devils sitting in the classroom.
At this moment, a teacher is giving them a foreign language lesson.
“Hello!”
“Muddy!”
“Master!”
“Raise silver!”
“Tap!”
“Kiss!”
After these days of training, although Xia Guo’s dialect is still full of eight ga, they can already understand it.
Just this content…
This is again the master, and again tap, Vozh!
His own soldiers who will be rewarded!
I will have a good time in the future!
Zhang Xueming took a deep breath: “Although these people are issued to meritorious personnel, the ultimate ownership still belongs to our Prisoner of War Administration!” ”
“Every month, we must routinely question these female devils, and if they are found to provoke the emotions of the soldiers and destroy the political thinking of the soldiers, they will be killed immediately!”
“Yes!” Wang Feng gave a military salute, and then said, “Young Marshal, we are selected according to this standard!” ”
“The first batch of personnel, aged 24-36, many of them war widows, given the opportunity to reorganize their families, they will be grateful to Dade!”
Zhang Xueming nodded.
In recent years, the devils have fought and killed too many people.
Widows everywhere!
It’s not just (abee) devils.
Such as Maozi and Ermaozi, in the twenty-first century, there are still more girls and boys.
Whether it’s World War I, World War II!
Even after decades, these countries have not recovered from the war.
“Although they are all widows, mature women hurt people!”
“These people have lost their husbands and know the importance of men better than the average woman who marries for the first time!”
Moreover, many people in the factories of their own troops are bachelors in their forties, and it would be good to find a daughter-in-law, and they should not be picky.
“300 people are selected in one detention center, and the sum of the three detention centers is 900 people!”
“There are no more, no less, just enough to observe experiments.”
“If it works, then promote it on a large scale!”
“I don’t believe it, if I spread these female devils, the efficiency of conscription can still be so low!”
“In order to find a girl, they also have to join the army with a scream!”
Zhang Xueming nodded.
“That’s right! Remember to perform the most rigorous gynecological examination of these people! Don’t bring any mess to the soldiers! ”
“Report Young Marshal, Sacred Heart Hospital will send someone to conduct routine examinations every month!”
“Very good!”
Coming out of a female prisoner-of-war camp.
Zhang Xueming drove back to Daqing City, and as soon as he entered the barracks, he saw Wang Yongjiang running non-stop.
Got the matter of giving daughters-in-law to soldiers.
Zhang Xueming was in an excellent mood.
“Lao Wang, why are you running so fast, is there something going on?”
Wang Yongjiang was already beaming.
“Young Marshal, I was about to report to you about this autumn harvest!”
“The autumn grain harvest has been completed by 40%”
“According to the statistics of local village officials, at present, the four cities of Daqing, Qiqihar, Suihua and Harbin have a total of 388,000 mu of paddy fields, 75,000 mu of irrigated land and 62.4 mu of dry land.”
“The output of all kinds of grain is expected to reach 2.11 million tons, according to your instructions, only 30% of the grain tax will be collected, and it is expected to be stored: 64 tons!”
“Harvest! Young handsome! What a good harvest! ”
211W tons of annual output!
64W tons in storage!
This is a wave of fat!
Zhang Xueming never expected that this year’s grain output would be so high!
Think about it too!
That’s the power of technology. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )
In the past, ordinary people planted land, there was no large-scale agricultural machinery, second, no fertilizer seeds, and third, small-scale water conservancy construction, and the harvest depended on God.
And this year, it is rare to have a good wind and rain, and there are no natural disasters.
Farmers’ grain output is generally high.
In the farmland of Daqing and Qiqihar, he has opened up a large amount of wasteland, used heavy tractors to turn the ground and ploughed deep, and used a large number of chemical fertilizers and systematic extraction of Wuchang rice flower fragrance No. 2 good seed.
This yield!
It exploded directly!
Rather, Harbin and Suihua, because the recovery time is too late, grain production is only the same as in previous years.
Moreover, the two places themselves have insufficient control over the grassroots level.
How to harvest the grain.
It’s also a big problem.
It’s okay, first give these soldiers and grassroots village officials a little little young marshal’s love!
Let them get motivated.
“Tomorrow, the list points for the distribution of female devils life maids will be announced!”
“The day after tomorrow morning, start distributing the conference!”
Zhang Xueming smiled: “I have to give the soldiers chicken blood, let them quickly collect grain for Lao Tzu.” ”
The next day, early in the morning.
Daqing City woke up as usual.
Zhao Wentai and his wife got up early in the morning, worked for a day yesterday, and fell asleep when they arrived at the new dormitory, and as a result, the two woke up before four o’clock.
At this moment, Zhao Wentai only felt that his mood was particularly happy, and when he was in the magic capital, every time before going to work, he was like being tortured.
Very reluctant to go to the company!
Because you always have to face that alcoholic boss.
And now, although he is sore, his spirit is excellent.
It’s even a little pleasant!
Because he knows in his heart that he is doing the right thing!
“Go! Go find Brother Zimo! ”
As soon as he walked to the playground, he saw a bustle coming from the basketball court.
“Worship the Buddha Hand, vote for him!”
“Li Jiaoxi is too handsome!”
Ay?
Li Jiaoxi?
Is it Brother Zimo who doesn’t shout?
Zhao Wentai was stunned, this Li Zimo also worked for a day yesterday, he actually had the strength to play early in the morning, what the hell is this?
But seeing Zhao Wentai pulling his daughter-in-law to sneak into the crowd, he asked the onlookers.
“Hello, this Li Zimo, why do you all call him to worship Buddha Hand?”
Instead, the young soldiers smiled slightly.
“Li Jiaoxi invented a way to dribble, and when dribbling, he suddenly raised his hand, as if raising his hand to worship the Buddha, but in fact it was a fake action, but it could be thrown suddenly, and everyone called him to worship the Buddha’s hand!”
Just as he spoke.
But seeing that Li Zimo was another Buddha salute, he shook off the defenders and threw in a three-pointer.
This one.
The crowd cheered wildly again.
Instead, Zhao Wentai was stunned on the spot.
Yesterday, he found that the white and pure plum Zimo became black and strong after not being seen for several months.
From a weak scholar, he turned into a man with both literature and martial arts!
It’s weird, weird!
Zhao Wentai looked around at these modern facilities.
A thought popped into my head.
Is there really a secret method to reinvent people in this celebration?
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