King De looked at the results announced outside the conference building with a sullen face. The Red Party members occupied 32 of the representatives. Among them, the director of the National People's Congress was Ulanhu, and the Standing Committee members occupied half. The other seats were occupied by Fu Zuoyi's original team.
Among them, 13 seats were occupied by living Buddha religious forces, 26 were occupied by tribal leaders and elders, and 8 were businessmen. However, our own Mongolian People's Party only occupied 4 seats. This is simply unreasonable.
"The shady story! This must be the shady story of the Red Party!!" King De said with flames in his eyes.
"King De, since those living Buddhas began to lean towards the Red Party, those tribal people and Han people no longer support our people. It took a lot of effort for the four of us to be elected. Who said those people from the Red Party would
Let’s talk.” Wu Heling sighed and said.
King De said with a snort, "Those red parties actually dare to lie to people with big words. Prepare news papers immediately and start staring at them from tomorrow. I don't believe it. They can really do these things! If they really
If they can do it, then they are not human beings, they are real living Buddhas!"
No matter how angry King De was, the Red Party's political system finally began to be justified in Suiyuan. Various working groups came to various tribes and towns, began to recruit workers, began to reduce rents and interest rates, and began to suppress bandits. Suiyuan slowly recovered from the war.
walked out.
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"We're recruiting people!!!" A shout woke up Meng Gen. Meng Gen got up and looked outside the tent and asked, "Are the people recruiting workers here? They are quite anxious."
The strong man who accompanied him to Mongolia came in and said, "Elder, yes, many warriors have gone to see it. This time there are also caravans and a team of workers. It is said that there are also doctors, sir."
"Oh?" Meng Gen said with great interest, "Let's go and have a look."
"Regardless of gender, as long as you are over 18 years old, under 60 years old, and have no injuries or illnesses, you can join the workforce. We will arrange positions according to your characteristics. Dear fellow villagers, let me tell you, if you are selected,
A factory is a life-long blessing. If the income is guaranteed during droughts and floods, what kind of pension is there? Provident fund! Medical insurance! It’s better than being an official.”
A Mongolian guy in his 20s stood on a high platform and spoke loudly. A small table was placed next to it. Two girls were preparing things. Next to them was a stall set up by a caravan. Meng Gen was most interested in the caravan.
Interested, on the grasslands, these caravans represent wealth and hope. The prosperity of a tribe is often associated with these caravans.
Menggen walked to the caravan and suddenly felt that his eyes could hardly use it. In addition to the familiar food, ironware, salt, cloth, and ceramics, there were also many things that he could not usually see, such as sugar, books, watches, and even
There are also radios and bicycles for sale.
Menggen nodded, picked up a watch and asked, "How much does this watch cost?"
The businessman nodded and smiled and said, "It's not expensive. It's a Yiguanghua coupon. If you have work points, you can exchange them for work points and get a 40% discount."
When Meng Gen was in Houhehot, he knew that businessmen in Suiyuan now only use Guanghua coupons. Apart from Guanghua coupons, only hard currencies like Dayang are useful. This is not surprising, but he still doesn’t understand what work points are.
Menggen picked up the watch, turned it over, and saw Shanxi Watch Factory written on the back of the watch. He immediately said with joy, "This is our Chinese product? You can't tell it at all. But what is this work score? The new money
What?"
The chain of the watch is made of aluminum alloy, the hands rustle, and the overall look is very grand. The businessman smiled and said, "That's right, we are all domestic products here. I heard that you will have these factories in Suiyuan soon.
Sometimes I have to compare which watch is better. This work score, how should I put it, was created by the Red Party, you can use it as money."
"What? Food and accommodation are included? Eight sets of clothes are also given? Are there still money to get? The food is guaranteed to be dry? And there is meat and oil every day? Are you lying?" A Mongolian man on the other side did not believe it.
said.
"That's it, how could such a good thing happen? You must be lying! The Japanese and those foreigners said the same thing back then, but few of them came back." Other herdsmen also shouted.
.
The Mongolian guy suddenly said anxiously, "Who lied to me! Who lied to me! Look, this is a big seal of the provincial government, this is a government project! Do you understand? Also, the people we recruited this time
You don’t have to travel far from your hometown, everything is arranged nearby, and you will not be farther than a hundred kilometers away.”
"One hundred kilometers? That's not that far. You can usually go home." Several people said to each other.
"Everyone has gone to work, what will happen to our cattle and sheep? Without cattle and sheep, what will you eat and drink? Do you still think you can work for the rest of your life? Let me tell you, these cattle and sheep are our foundation!" A strong man said
Han looked at everyone with disdain and said.
"Your cows and sheep can be taken care of by your wives. In addition, if you can't take care of them, you can join our collective pasture. It is a bit laborious for one person to take care of thirty or forty cows and sheep, but three hundred people work together to take care of two
Thirty thousand head are no problem. This is...that's right...management!" the Mongolian guy said with some show-off.
Meng Gen stopped the strong man from continuing to speak. He knew in his heart that now he was Suiyuan of the Red Party. No matter what he did, he could not openly confront the Red Party. Moreover, he understood the division of labor and cooperation. No matter what he did, he could not openly oppose the Red Party.
Is this the case? If one person does it all, it will be very slow. If the work is divided, it will speed up.
Meng Gen touched his beard and asked, "I also know a little bit about this collective ranch. What's the benefit?"
The Mongolian guy immediately said, "Of course. In fact, whether you join our collective pasture or participate in the labor organized by us, you will get work points. These work points are good things. They can be exchanged for anything. There are many good things, and they use money."
If you can't buy it, you must use work points to exchange it for the best cloth and the most beautiful clothes. In addition, if you go to middle school, you must use the work points, otherwise the money will be spent. If it is
You can’t go to college without work points! But you can owe it first and pay it back later!”
Menggen immediately heard the key. This work point seemed to have the same contribution to the Red Party. The more people, the better resources and benefits.
Menggen asked again, "Those are all very far away. Are there any close ones?"
The Mongolian guy thought for a while and said, "Yes, as you know, our school has just been built, and there is also a hospital. We definitely can't let everyone study at once, so the above stipulates that the queue will be based on work points. Those with more work points will
Families should study first, and the first child can get free books!"
When Meng Gen heard this, he became excited and said, "Is this true?"
The Mongolian boy said unconvinced, "Who lied to you, elder? Why don't you believe us?"
Meng Gen's eyes rolled rapidly, and he asked, "By the way, because of the tribal affairs, I don't know how the final taxes for us herdsmen are determined?"
When the Mongolian guy heard this, he scratched his head and said to the girl next to him, "Sister Qian, it's up to you to decide this matter."
The person called Sister Qian was a girl who looked about 26 or 7 years old. She was wearing a different military uniform. She saluted Meng Gen and said, "Hello, I am Qian Yi from the Siziwang Banner Taxation Branch of the Suiyuan United Anti-Japanese Government Taxation Bureau."
Wen, according to Provincial Government Order No. 17, our agricultural tax in Suiyuan is 10%, plus a total of 30% of urban construction fees, local education fees, education fees, river water conservancy fees, special anti-Japanese war fees, and medical fees, so it is
13%, that is to say, if we sell a cow for 100 yuan, we have to pay 12 yuan in tax. Do you understand?"
"13%? Why is it so low?"
"Are there any other taxes?"
"It's good now. We all lost money on sales in the past period. If I had known earlier, I would have waited more and waited until the Red Party came to power."
Menggen listened obediently and asked, "What do these education and medical expenses mean?"
Qian Yiwen smiled and said, "It's very simple. These additional funds are earmarked for special purposes. Aren't we going to build new schools and new hospitals soon? This money is the money to build these schools and hospitals, and it is for our doctors, teachers, and nurses."
Salaries, reimbursed medical expenses, and money for children’s meals all come from here. Medical expenses are 7%, education expenses and local education expenses are 10%, and the converted tax rate is 1%.”
Meng Gen immediately said anxiously, "How can only 1% be enough? I know the situation of our Siziwang Banner. Our total population is only 70,000 or 80,000. I heard that the poll tax is now waived. If we only charge 2%, then
I’m afraid you won’t receive tens of thousands of dollars a year, so how can you afford to feed and educate thousands of our children? Isn’t this nonsense!!”
If the money had been used elsewhere, Meng Gen might have resented him for using too much, but as a well-informed elder, he knew too well the importance of studying. Why did the Mongols who established the Yuan Dynasty fall into such decline?
At this point, where we are fragmented and many people in the West are still assimilated? That means we have suffered the loss of being uneducated. Now that we have the opportunity to let all children study, he is one thousand or ten thousand who are willing, and he is extremely afraid.
Such a policy will be terminated due to lack of money, and in the end the tribal children will have no choice but to herd cattle and shoot arrows every day, and will never be able to turn over in their lifetime.
After hearing Meng Gen's words, the others seemed to understand a little bit. They knew that these taxes would eventually be spent on their children, so that they could study, and they would also spend it on hospitals and medical treatment. They all felt disgusted.
Pay too little.
A man dressed as a Han Chinese in a long gown came out and said, "Sister, go back and tell us, we don't agree to pay such a small amount of money. If it is really for our children to study, I think it can be changed. The agricultural tax will be changed to 3%.
Those random bonuses become 10%."
Qian Yiwen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and could only explain: "Don't worry, everyone, this money is just a supplement. The real bulk comes from the central government, so don't worry, those schools and hospitals will be built. This time we are here to recruit workers."
Build new schools, build hospitals, build factories, and build roads. And this time the construction is the first phase of construction. There will not be too many children in the first batch of enrollment, so the rankings can only be based on the number of work points."
The Han man walked up to Meng Gen, bowed and said, "Elder, if this is the case, our tribe must go all out. This is a good thing that will benefit the present and will benefit the future." After that, he whispered in Meng Gen's ear.
"Besides, it seems that in the future the Red Party will not look at what we say, but at what we do. This is reflected in the work points. Those with more work points can study first, see a doctor first, and I think in the future, they can also
When you become an official, you must first get more good things. Elder, there is no need to delay. If other tribes discover the secret first, our tribe will fall far behind. This large gap may cost dozens of people.
It took me only a year to catch up!"
When Meng Gen heard this, he became anxious and pulled the Mongolian guy off the stage. He stood on the high platform and said, "Everyone, listen to what my old man said. This little girl said that this recruitment will not only give you money, food, but also...
Clothes, and work points. This work point is what determines which of our children can go to school first and who can get ahead. I believe that all tribes in Siziwang Banner will go all out. So, this time, except for those who must stay behind,
Everyone must be mobilized! We must ensure that the children of our Mongola tribe can be the first to read. This is not for me, an old man, nor for you, but for your children. Think about it,
Over the years, has it been true that only those who have read can really stand out? Can they truly become superior people? All for work points!!"
"Work points! Work points! Work points!!" Everyone shouted, shouting this word that they heard for the first time. Qian Yiwen looked at the crazy crowd with some fear. He grew up in the Jiangnan water town and didn't know that in the
In remote Suiyuan, studying is so rare and valuable.
The Mongolian boy was anxious and said quickly, "There is a quota this time. We only have 2,000 people in the Siziwang Banner."
Meng Gen's beard was flying. He grabbed the Mongolian boy and said, "Our tribe has 526 men and 283 strong women. Write them down for me immediately!"
The Mongolian boy suddenly said in embarrassment, "Should we reduce the number of workers? The whole flag is only two thousand, and your tribe only has less than half."
Meng Gen snorted and his eyes widened. The frightened Mongolian boy nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll remember it right away."
Meng Gen nodded, seemed to have thought of something and said, "In addition, you just said that you can also exchange work points for collective ranching, right? You are not lying to me, are you?"
The Mongolian guy shook his head and said like a rattle, "How could that be?"
Menggen nodded and said, "Then all the remaining 217 people except minors will go into the collective pasture... By the way, our young people have all come out. What should we do if the horse bandits come?"
Qian Yiwen smiled and said, "Commander He Long and Director Wu Lanfu have already sent a large army to encircle and suppress those horse bandits. I believe that within three months at most, we will not have a single bandit left in Suiyuan."
Meng Gen smiled and said, "Okay! That's good. Without further ado, let's seize the time and get to work quickly. But I also put my words here. If you don't fulfill your promise by then, don't blame us Mongolian warriors."
We are at a disadvantage! What we hate most is to be deceived."
Qian Yiwen puffed up her chest and said, "Well, Elder Menggen, I will live in your tribe from tomorrow on. Whenever you think you have been deceived, you can kill me to sacrifice to heaven!"
Meng Gen narrowed his eyes and asked, "Little girl, are you not afraid of death?"
Qian Yiwen laughed and said, "If you're afraid of death, you won't make a fuss. If you're afraid of death, you won't be a member of the Red Party!"
Meng Gen's eyes became blurred and he said, "Thirty years ago, a group of people like you came to the grassland and said the same things as you... things are different and people are different!"
Qian Yiwen did some calculations and immediately knew who Meng Gen was talking about. She said firmly, "Elder, don't worry, we are different from them, and we also represent different things!"
Meng Gen chuckled, shook his head and said, "Wait until you know the taste of power. Well, now I'm going to quarrel with people from several other tribes. How did it happen? Only two thousand people were recruited? Do you really think that we Mongolia
Is there no one?"
Qian Yiwen's mouth twitched. She looked at Meng Gen who was riding like a young man. She didn't understand that Suiyuan had been poor for too long and was really scared of poverty. As long as there was a chance to turn over, for them
That being said, everything is worth fighting for.
