Individuals capturing prey would earn contribution points based on the prey's size and rarity.
One contribution point was equivalent to 100 copper coins.
The regulations for contribution points were detailed: small game like pheasants were worth one point; wild boars were worth 200 points; fierce beasts such as wolves, jackals, and leopards were worth 300 points; and tigers were worth 500 points.
With earned contribution points, one could exchange them for supplies at the village's supply and marketing cooperative.
After Huang Wenming read out the rules, the young men were all very excited.
Although they were still somewhat confused and didn't fully understand what public sector employment meant, they instinctively felt that these team regulations were highly beneficial to them.
The village essentially supported them, paid them a salary, and on top of that, they earned contribution points from hunting, which could be exchanged for supplies at the cooperative. They were gaining advantages everywhere!
Wait, what was the supply and marketing cooperative?
Never mind, let's not dwell on that for now!
The crowd was impassioned, their fists clenched, ready to embark on a grand endeavor.
However, except for Yan Xin, none of these individuals had any hunting experience or experience using various weapons.
Gu Qingcheng, having anticipated this, had the stonemasons craft over a dozen "kung fu stones," ranging from 20, 30, to 100 jin in weight. She instructed the hunting team to lift them continuously to strengthen their arm muscles.
She also directed the stonemasons and carpenters to collaborate on creating several sets of stone barbells, with weights varying from 50 to 200 jin, so that the young men could train diligently every day and improve their physical fitness.
Furthermore, each person was issued a bow and 100 arrows, and Mi Guo was tasked with teaching them archery.
Suddenly, the hunting team became incredibly lively, practicing martial arts in the village's public area every day, becoming the most watched group in the entire village.
The hunting team also enjoyed special privileges: each member received a monthly meat ration ticket for 5 jin, which could be used to collect meat from the village's supply and marketing cooperative.
That's right, Gu Qingcheng had reintroduced the supply and marketing cooperative system.
Qin Yue and Liu Cui, being meticulous and loyal, became the first generation of sales assistants at the cooperative.
Mi Guo, meanwhile, served as the warehouse manager.
The plans to improve the villagers' livelihoods were being implemented one by one, and Gu Qingcheng was fully immersed in the process, finding it incredibly engaging.
Everything was interconnected, with each action triggering a chain reaction.
Issuing meat ration tickets and contribution points necessitated a department for exchanging supplies, which led Gu Qingcheng to recall the concept of the supply and marketing cooperative.
When the supply and marketing cooperative was actually established in the village, Gu Qingcheng found that Dai Fa and Huang Wenming saw her as a master strategist orchestrating a grand plan.
This was because any action that leveraged human motivation and involved the circulation of resources could be achieved through the supply and marketing cooperative.
Hearing Dai Fa express his admiration, Gu Qingcheng was momentarily speechless; she had genuinely created it out of necessity.
Everyone was overestimating her.
However, she could only twitch the corner of her mouth and offer a profound, enigmatic smile.
As the hunting team began their training, villagers and children alike gathered to watch.
They came partly for entertainment and partly out of envy for the hunting team, who received meat, abundant food, and didn't have to work in the fields.
It was a mixture of envy, jealousy, and resentment.
But when they witnessed the hunting team's arrows missing the target, their curiosity turned into open and covert mockery.
They thought of them as decorative pillows, good-looking but useless, yet receiving so many benefits.
Mi Guo employed the same rigorous training methods that Gu Qingcheng had used on him to "abuse" everyone else...
He had also overheard the villagers' discussions. He refused to believe that if he could train successfully, these young men in the village couldn't.
One month later, the hunting team was ready to officially head into the mountains to hunt.
Before they left, in addition to equipping everyone with enough arrows, Gu Qingcheng also provided each member with a first-aid kit. The kit contained bandages, disinfectant, styptic powder, and even a box of suture needles and thread.
The mountain cat supermarket certainly didn't sell human sutures, so Gu Qingcheng used a substitute from the pet store's suture line. It was roughly the same, and could be used in an emergency life-saving situation; who would care if it was for animals or humans then.
Zhu Liang, who had previously worked as an assistant at the medical clinic, was drying medicinal herbs in the frame of the newly constructed clinic in the village when Gou Sheng rushed to tell him to come to Gu Qingcheng's courtyard.
Zhu Liang quickly put down the herbs and hurried to Gu Qingcheng's courtyard.
Mi Guo returned home and, before even entering the courtyard, heard a young man's anxious and immature voice from within:
"No, Young Master Gu, I can't poke it! It's too tight! I'm afraid it'll rip!"
"It's alright, you're bold and meticulous. Aim precisely, yes, right here. Good, push hard!"
Gu Qingcheng's voice sounded a little urgent.
"Ah, I can't, really can't!"
Zhu Liang's voice trembled.
What was this?
Mi Guo's mind was still foggy, but his hands moved faster than his brain, and he pushed open the door.
Upon entering, he saw a lamb tied to a long bench in the courtyard, its belly shaved and bloody.
Gu Qingcheng and Zhu Liang, impeccably dressed, were both looking down at the lamb.
It turned out that Gu Qingcheng was teaching Zhu Liang how to practice suturing wounds.
Mi Guo wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling as though his mind had just been on a car ride.
His sister was looking for a brother-in-law, and he had no objections. At his sister's age, many girls were already married, but his sister didn't seem enthusiastic about it. It was rare for a man to even enter their home.
But looking at Zhu Liang, Mi Guo felt that despite his medical skills, he was too effeminate and not good enough for his sister.
His brother-in-law should be tall and strong, with a physique like Wu Sheng and a face like Huang Wenming...
In an instant, Mi Guo's mind flashed through many attractive men in the village.
Of course, everyone had flaws. For example, Huang Wenming was too thin, wasting a handsome face;
Wu Sheng was strong, but his face was too ugly, capable of scaring a child to tears at night.
Combining the two would be perfect, but the thought of Wu Sheng's body attached to Huang Wenming's face sent a shiver down Mi Guo's spine.
Forget it, he wouldn't think about it anymore. His brother-in-law would appear when the time was right.
He thought that if he liked someone, what was the use if his sister didn't?
As Mi Guo mumbled to himself, Gu Qingcheng, anxious, said:
"If someone gets injured at this time and you're too afraid to act, that person will die. So why are you hesitating? Hurry up and stitch!"
Urged by Gu Qingcheng, Zhu Liang's panic subsided, his hands stopped trembling, and with a resolute heart, he stitched the lamb's skin as if it were the sole of a shoe.
However, to be honest, it was effective. With his efforts, the lamb's torn wound was successfully sutured.
Glancing at Mi Guo's strange look, Gu Qingcheng quickly explained,
"This lamb had its skin cut by a sharp bamboo strip when it was let out of the pen this morning. The wound was too large, and if it wasn't sutured, it could easily die from inflammation."
So that's what it was. It was an injured lamb, and his sister was trying to save it, not harm it.
Mi Guo felt guilty for not trusting his sister.
By this time, Zhu Liang had finished suturing the lamb.
Gu Qingcheng provided guidance from the side: "Yes, now apply disinfectant, then anti-inflammatory medicine, and wrap it with a clean bandage. Yes, that's great, perfect."