Lack of food is more intuitive than other difficulties at any time.

Such as now.

Although Chen Shen exaggerated the severity of the food shortage, the figure of only forty days still left everyone with a thorn in their backs.

"We have no choice. This is the safest and greatest limit."

As the material manager, Shen Ke stood up and confirmed the correctness of the data just now in his own capacity.

Ideally, if this number can be increased to sixty days, or around seventy days, it would not be unacceptable.

After all, the territory does not only have expenses every day.

The several greenhouses that are being built, the large tracts of land that have been excavated, and the rice leaves purchased from the neighbors next door can all increase this number slightly in the future.

But no one thought before that that Somo could bring all the refugees back to the territory.

The sudden increase in the number of people still brought inevitable huge pressure on the territory's material reserves.

"It's too difficult for us to grow food in a short period of time. I suggest setting up an expedition team immediately. As long as we can capture a dwarf fortress, the supplies we get can last us a lot longer."

A thin man with bright eyes stood up: "My name is Zhong Hao. I come from the Origin Camp. I am currently the deputy director of the strategic branch of the village's armed forces department."

A familiar name, and also a name engraved on the war monument in the Tianyuan Territory in the future wasteland.

As early as the most difficult period of the territory, there were many fierce men who had a strong will to fight and loved war.

Zhong Hao's ranking was not low. Su Mo vaguely remembered that it was during the large-scale alien war at the end of the year. He forced 300 people to break out of the encirclement, and finally managed to escape by killing the enemy Xiao Qian.

It was only because of bad luck that he met a wandering team outside, and he died early.

But at this time, the first thing I thought of was to fight the dwarves to alleviate internal conflicts.

Um.

"How many people do you need?"

Having already become the lord of tens of thousands of humans, Sumo could not possibly waste his energy and time on a war just for supplies and go out personally with his men.

It would undoubtedly be better to let these fierce men in the territory lead the team out.

Firstly, you can get supplies to make up for your family expenses, and secondly, you can cleanse your morale in the war and build a stronger team.

It is impossible for the Tianyuan Territory to avoid foreign wars in the future. Whether it is against foreign races or against those ambitious people who are gradually awakening from the underground, it is a good idea to start training troops now.

"Lord, give me 200 men, 20 guns, and 1,000 rounds of ammunition. Give me another ten days. Just give me seven days of rations, and I can take the people out immediately."

"I'll give you three hundred men, fifty guns, and four thousand rounds of ammunition. The rations are still seven days, not much more. Can you find a way to solve it yourself?"

The guns currently used in the territory were made with special machine tools before the real survival version was updated.

Nowadays, after all the use and consumption, there are only a little over two hundred M-1 standard rifles left, and there are only 30,000 rounds of ammunition in stock.

Before the territory recovers its regular productivity and regains the ability to produce weapons and ammunition, the combination of 50+4000 is already extremely luxurious!

"Promise to complete the task!" Zhong Hao stood up suddenly, his face flushed with excitement.

As the armed captain before the Origin Camp, he had not been so wealthy for a long time.

The guns used by everyone before were all homemade guns, so they had no combat effectiveness.

Nowadays, they are all replaced by standard rifles. Not only the firepower is fierce, but the key is that you don't have to worry about blowing up the chamber with one hand and affecting morale.

And once you arrive in a new territory, you can be trusted by the lord so much.

"I will fight to the death to complete the mission." At the end, Zhong Hao did not forget to change his words and repeated it again, which immediately ignited the atmosphere in the entire conference room.

"Lord, it used to be okay for us to follow the basic public distribution system when there were only a few people in our territory, but now that the number of people has exceeded 10,000, I suggest that we start to make some reforms!" Another person stood up.

He has a burly figure and looks like a tough man who goes to and from the battlefield.

But when he first opened his mouth, his voice was gentle and elegant, which made people feel very comfortable.

"My name is Qiao Yuansheng. I used to be the deputy dean of the Social Studies Department at Jingnan University in the civilized era and am now the director of the distribution department of the territorial villagers' union."

"Huh, Jingnan University? That's one of the top ten universities in the country!"

"I'm not the principal yet, but I heard that the vice-deans are all very powerful."

"However, private ownership reform cannot be sloppy, as it can easily unbalance the gap between the rich and the poor within the village."

"Many people are still suffering from injuries and illnesses. If private ownership is restored directly, they may not be able to afford medical treatment or food."

After hearing about Dean Qiao's identity sitting below, many people whispered.

Of course, everyone present was absolutely positive about his ability. After all, you are the dean of Jingnan University, and you cannot be justified without having two brushes.

But there are actually not many people who support the policies he wants to implement.

Including Sumo himself, he was also looking for this name in his mind.

But unfortunately, Qiao Yuansheng did not leave any traces in the future wasteland, and he most likely died before dawn.

"Tell me what you think."

Somo raised his left hand and pressed it down gently.

To reform the system, it took the Tianyuan Territory in the future wasteland a full four years to gradually transition to an incomplete private distribution system.

And in the following five years, no major changes occurred, until the advent of the Age of Gods.

Regarding this aspect, before leaving the ruins, Somo had discussed it with many old professors from the Academy of Sciences who specialized in economics.

The result is no exception. Almost every professor is convinced that the benefits brought by the public distribution system are actually much greater than the private distribution system, and has given certain social experiment data.

They believe that under the public ownership system, the entire territory is like a clenched fist, which can hit the most powerful fist in the right position at all times and concentrate its strength to accomplish big things.

Under the private system, the entire territory is like an open palm, which can only wrap up the target location in its hand. It seems full of threats, but in fact it is useless.

In addition, frequent natural disasters can easily give speculators the opportunity to acquire a large amount of territorial wealth, resulting in a serious imbalance between the rich and the poor. Once managers get involved, their credibility will be reduced.

Therefore, if Tianyuan Territory is given another chance, the best choice is to strictly implement the public distribution system from beginning to end, and keep important production materials and speculation opportunities in hand from beginning to end.

At that time, Sumo could not deny this view and did not give his own opinion.

After all, going down the Changlong Fairy River, there are so many territories that implement different systems. It is difficult to see that one system is significantly ahead of others and has irreplaceable superiority.

Now that Qiao Yuansheng is willing to stand up and express his thoughts, he will naturally not resist.

"It's like this. After recently joining the villagers' union in the village, I took advantage of everyone's break from work to visit and investigate 850 representative families. I also investigated the personal demands of 2,100 singles and came up with a

It’s enough data to represent the general level of our entire territory.”

The muscular Mr. Qiao took out a thick pile of straw paper and slowly spread it on the table.

“We talk about all the data one by one, but the current highest one is very representative. It is not the problem of food and clothing, medical health, as everyone imagines, but the fact that everyone’s desire for a private space of their own is 96.7%.

Calculated, this means that out of the 11,259 people in our territory, nearly 10,900 people want a room or even a house just for themselves or their family."

Compared with empty talk, arguments represented by data are more acceptable.

"To be honest, this is not a bad thing, but a good thing." Qiao Yuansheng said softly: "It is very clear in sociology that only when creatures feel safe and warm in a gathering place, they will have the desire to settle down.

, hoping to be able to take root, develop and thrive here for a long time. And as this sense of security continues to increase, the demand for settling down will also increase."

"On the other hand, if their biggest demand is food or other scarce resources, it means they can only feel uneasy here and urgently need to hoard enough resources to meet the needs of sudden migration."

"We cannot build houses for everyone. Whether now or in the future, we are in short supply of a large amount of building materials and must use them in more practical public buildings." Chen Shen frowned and immediately retorted.

Shen Ke also quickly followed up: "In fact, our current living environment is much better than other places, and it can fully meet the needs of 10,000 people."

Su Deben: "It's not like we have never lived in those days when thirty people squeezed into eight square meters. Now that we don't have enough food and clothing, where can we find the energy to build more vacant houses?"

Chen Kai: "You're right. This data is meaningless. I still want to live in a luxurious Dabieye!"

Yu Wen, who was sitting with Feng Tianmin in the corner, raised her head: "I would like to have my own house, but I also feel that now is not the time to build a house."

Feng Tianmin: "Yes, most people who want an independent space have to make decisions based on their brains. Didn't the Origin Camp let people build houses at will? I didn't see how happy they were. On the contrary, we provide collective heating so that everyone can sleep comfortably.

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People who can survive to this time have endured rounds of hardships.

Regarding the plea for enjoyment, before Mr. Qiao could continue to explain, he was interrupted by an argument.

Let alone an independent house, there is no need to talk about independent rooms.

If you really think you can do it yourself, that's fine, as long as you don't need building materials in the territory, you can go outside and find them yourself.

Find it and build a house. You can live in it however you want, no one will care about you.

"Ahem, cough, calm down, calm down, keep listening."

The situation was out of control, and the "sociology" that Dean Qiao had practiced so hard was of no use to the oily people present.

In desperation, Sumo could only cough twice and come out to mediate.

"Don't worry, everyone. Listen to me finish the rest of the data and analysis first. I promise that I will never blindly advocate territorial settlement of demands." Taking advantage of the quiet moment, Mr. Qiao quickly stood up and promised.

He rummaged around on the table and took out several pages of papyrus with numbers on them that were hard to read and continued:

"Anjia is an appeal that seems to be subdivided, but is actually huge. It basically covers most aspects of the future development of our hope village. We can slowly discuss the details."

"But according to the data I surveyed, the second most requested demand is proper education!"
To be continued...