"Bai Xiang, you kid, that's not right! You old lady said it too well; Chinese people are born noble, isn't that what it is all about~"
Facing the white elephant walking out of a broadcast room on the top floor of a certain three-story building.
Under the great excitement in his heart, the warehouse manager spoke with some incomprehensible words.
Even in such excitement, he stood on tiptoes, raised his hand high, and punched the white elephant hard on the shoulder.
I plan to express my excitement in such a way of dealing with gentlemen.
For a fierce girl like Bai Xiang, who is essentially a pure man, such a way of greeting is nothing to her, and it is not a big deal.
The problem is, when the warehouse manager punched him like this, Bai Xiang didn't react at all, and his body didn't shake at all.
Instead, the warehouse manager was bounced back so hard that he staggered.
Suddenly, amidst the laughter of the other guys, the warehouse manager became extremely depressed; at this moment, he looked at Hu Biao with a look that was full of resentment.
But what can Hu Biao do? It's all because of your own bad face and smelly hands.
So, do you still have the nerve to blame me...
After 11 o'clock in the evening, the indigenous people, who had attended TV teaching and history classes all night, all washed up and went to bed.
Even if I feel a little too excited, I still try my best to fall asleep as soon as possible.
Because there is still a lot of heavy physical work waiting for them during the whole day tomorrow; that is a long time when they need to get up at 5:30 in the morning to have breakfast, and then get busy at 6 o'clock.
Only the natives could go and rest, but Hu Biao and the others, who were big figures in the eyes of the natives, could not.
If you want to be noble in front of others, you naturally need to suffer behind others.
After living in the apocalyptic world for such a period of time, I hold a meeting every night before going to bed to summarize some of the work during the day and see what needs to be adjusted in time.
All of the above are things that they have said in advance and are unchangeable.
So, after everyone had a laugh and joked with the warehouse manager, they began to summarize and adjust today in the hall on the first floor of such a room; that is, in the main room of a country courtyard in the past.
After lighting a cigarette to forcibly refresh himself, Hu Biao looked around at the people whose faces were obviously tired, and began to say:
"It seems that everyone is sleepy, so I'll make a long story short.
First of all, make sure that everyone did a good job today, especially Mad Dog’s flight reconnaissance mission. I would like to give you some special praise here.
Then, tell me what troubles you encountered today based on your division of labor, what needs to be adjusted, and how I can provide support."
Faced with Hu Biao's problem, other people in the team were not polite at all.
After yawning, Hanzi asked his question with great anticipation: "Lao Hu, can someone else teach those electricians?
In fact, I also have good experience in the construction of hydropower stations, how about I switch with Zhuye or Xufeng?"
"No!" Hu Biao simply rejected such a question.
Fortunately, after seeing the rejection of the Chinese characters, Hu Biao couldn't bear to explain with such a pale face:
"What you teach is much better than those two guys, so for the sake of the future of the team and the tribe, just persist. If it doesn't work, you can use a thicker stick to beat them. You can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't kill them.
That’s fine.”
When he said this, Hu Biao decisively said "Next", which was a big end to such a substitution.
Then, some problems that really gave him a headache emerged.
After Yang Dongli opened his mouth, he stated a very practical need:
"Lao Hu, this afternoon we used quick-drying cement to pour the ground and the base of the crusher. After a night of solidification and hardening, we only need to connect the wires to the crusher tomorrow and we can start production.
So as a result, the gravel production line will not have enough manpower. You can arrange for 30 workers with some strength to come over tomorrow so that I can work in two shifts and continue production."
"Sure." Hu Biao answered simply. These are all business matters, so there is nothing to discount.
As soon as he said these words, Ashtray also started to say:
"Lao Hu, the situation here is the same. In order to provide enough pieces of stone, at least 20 people need to be added to blast holes.
Because when we came here this time, we brought one air compressor and two air cannons. The speed of blasting holes was too slow and could not keep up with the needs of the crusher.
So we can only use artificial methods, let them use big hammers to hit steel drills, and drill holes bit by bit."
"Okay." After seeming to feel something, Hu Biao agreed to such a legitimate request after some hesitation.
But more people spoke one after another, such as the translator, who immediately felt that the team was facing a huge crisis:
"Lao Hu, although steel factories and power plants will be built in a few days, the foundations must be excavated in advance, right? It's time to start leveling the land.
Because we don't have any earthmoving machinery, we can only use manpower to do it bit by bit; so you give me at least 200 laborers and let me build such a foundation for you first."
"And I, I also need people here." Fei Falcon and other people also raised their hands one after another.
In short, Hu Biao's ears were filled with such an important voice.
Suddenly, Hu Biao smiled bitterly after hearing such requests. It was completely confirmed that a big problem had been encountered in the process of building such a Zhongzhou tribe.
This problem is related to manpower. If we don’t have enough machinery, we have to rely on manpower.
What's more, Hu Biao and the others have spread their stall so big all of a sudden, and with large-scale construction going on everywhere, they must not have enough manpower.
Just like now, the Zhongzhou tribe only has 3,000 people. At first glance, it seems that there are quite a lot of people.
But don’t forget that most of the people there have been mobilized to go to the fields to give priority to harvesting grains such as corn and potatoes.
Because filling your stomach is always the most important thing in the apocalyptic world.
Such a grain harvest is expected to take about 5 days; but this does not mean that after these people are finished, the Zhongzhou tribe will have sufficient manpower.
The subsequent drying, threshing, and storage of corn still require a lot of manpower.
And one of the most critical issues is that mining, road construction, and coking in coal mines and railways also require a lot of manpower.
Besides, construction teams, steel plants and machinery factories are all labor-intensive industries. Especially when there is not much automation research, a large number of people are needed to train and work.
Anyway, Hu Biao pinched his fingers like an old fortune teller, and after making some preliminary calculations, he came to such a conclusion.
Good guy! The Zhongzhou tribe must have at least 10,000 people in order to initially resolve such a manpower crisis.
If we want to have more manpower to carry out subsequent industrialization construction, we can say that there is no upper limit on the population, no matter how much it is, it will not be enough.
Therefore, when Hu Biao thought of such a thing, his head hurt so badly.
Of course, no matter how difficult these broken things are, they must be solved bit by bit.
After Hu Biao spit the cigarette butt that was in his mouth to pieces on the ground, he began to speak out his solution:
"I'll tell you what I think first, do you think it's okay?
Tomorrow, two to three hundred people will be drawn from the harvest team, and each of your important units will get a little. Don't even think about fully meeting your needs.
Let's add some more manpower to each place to complete their respective tasks.
As for what to do in the future? Last time, there were hundreds of old and young people on a continent like Yangshan. Didn’t we dislike them at that time and didn’t absorb them?
If we recruit them all tomorrow, they can help with some work.
In addition, you are a big liar, you are not a talker. Tomorrow, you will take Chen Daozi and 20 members of the guard to form a caravan to trade around and bring our fresh corn and potatoes.
As for the destination, let’s go to the territory of an organization like ‘Morning Glory’ and see if we can gain anything.”
Then, just under the name of "Morning Glory", the eyes of all the gentlemen in the team instantly lit up.
That kind of wild wolf-like, green light at night.