Compared with some researchers who only have research left in their brains and don’t care about Wu Qingchen’s life safety at all, and even regard the crisis in the medieval world as a new channel for seizing funding, most scientists are still quite normal.

At least he will not sharpen his sword and always hope that the relationship between cowherds in the Middle Ages is stupid.

Country z, a medical research institute, lounge.

When the Staff Corps' immediate update of the third column of threat coefficients appeared on the heads of the Aboriginal people related to the cowherds, several researchers lying on the floor sofa, ring chairs, massage tables, and carpets in the lounge, breathed a neatly relieved.

“Very good, 3%-7%…”

Near the corner of the wall, collapsed on the sofa, and a middle-aged researcher closed his eyes with peace of mind: "...Everyone, hurry up and go to bed, no one should wake us up again in a short period of time."

Other researchers also closed their eyes one after another.

The researcher, who was closest to the display, pressed the keyboard a few times, and the sound of the speaker dropped to a minimum and the lounge became quiet.

A few minutes later, amid the ups and downs of snoring, a researcher opened his eyes again and turned over and sat up.

"Can't sleep?" The voice of another researcher came from next to him.

"yes……"

The researcher who sat up sighed and turned to look at the direction of the sound: "Tired insomnia, come and find an affiliated hospital to prescribe some medicine... Lao Zhang, do you want it?"

"No!" Old Zhang also turned over and sat up, touched his greasy hair, "...I think it's better to go back to the dormitory to take a shower, and it should be fine if you relax... at least you don't need to take medicine, which will damage your IQ!"

"Do you still need to be injured in your IQ..."

The two walked towards the door together. When passing the display screen, Lao Zhang glanced at him and saw O'Connor, who was marked with the "Battlehead" on his head, was leading more than a dozen villagers towards the "Clerk" Thor and Wu Qingchen's direction.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Old Zhang was a little surprised.

"Targeted teaching, labor potential exploration." Lao Liu only glanced at it and gave the answer.

"What's the meaning?"

"Didn't you read the "Milling Strategy"?" Old Liu asked in surprise.

"I didn't look..." Lao Zhang scratched his itchy scalp: "I don't even have time to take a shower, so I don't have time to see that thing... Let's talk about it, anyway."

"There is a lot of targeted teaching content. If you don't read it, it will be difficult to understand with your IQ..." Old Liu frowned slightly: "You always know those people around Wu Qingchen, right?"

"Let me look... Richard, Freeman, Old Hort, Thold..."

At this time, Lao Zhang had already opened the door of the lounge, stood at the door, turned around and looked at the display screen a few more times, and recited the marks above the heads of the indigenous people, Lao Zhang hesitated and said, "...The names are very familiar, and they look quite familiar... It seems that there are several families with the father who is better than Wu Qingchen?"

"That's right, it's these families." Old Liu nodded and walked out of the lounge first: "The staff team believes that these families are the groups with the closest interests in Wu Qingchen in the medieval world, besides his relatives."

"Yeah, nepotism."

"Tsk... why is it so ugly to speak?" Old Liu rubbed his teeth, "Other, do you know the effect of the beehive?"

"You don't speak very nicely!" Old Zhang glanced at his colleague slantedly: "If you don't even know this, how can I get into this?"

"Hey, I'm not convinced? The distance between modern science, laboratory research and industrial production is not that big, not to mention that our institute has nothing to do with the agricultural field, and it is directly separated by 100,000 miles..."

"If you say it's the earth, I agree... in the Middle Ages..." Lao Zhang looked disapproving: "You can find two junior high school students on the street, and you can even get a prophetic family if you throw them inside."

"Junior high school student?" Old Liu laughed silently: "No need to ask junior high school student, I will ask you, Dr. Zhang, what problems will happen to Akerli Village in labor after the beehive is successfully placed?"

What can be done if bee-mediated pollination is purely natural and fully automatic?

If it is a normal question, Lao Zhang will definitely give this answer without thinking.

However, considering the expressions of colleagues at this moment, Lao Zhang still thought about it carefully before slowly saying: "After discovering the benefits of beehives, the village has moved a large number of beehives, which requires a certain amount of labor."

"Look, isn't IQ low?"

Lao Liu showed a winning smile on his face: "Compared with the large labor gap faced by Akerli Village after all the beehives were successfully resettled, the consumption of mobile beehives is minimal."

“There is a huge labor gap?”

"Yes, quite a lot." Old Liu raised his head slightly and recalled the content in the "Milling Strategy": "There are enough bee media involved in the pollination process, and the fruiting rate of the buckwheat genus can increase by 83% to 205%.

"Oh..." Lao Zhang immediately reacted, "When the harvest is a big increase in labor..."

"Look, I have never been in the ground, right?" Old Liu shook his head again: "Why do you think you can plant bonsai in the office? If you plant it, don't worry? Just wait for the autumn harvest?"

“Um…”

With the correct idea, Lao Zhang immediately understood what his colleagues meant.

Even in the 21st century, there are highly effective herbicides, insecticides, chemical fertilizers, trace elements, and a large number of machinery involved, and agricultural production still requires a lot of human resources.

In the Middle Ages, the large increase in the fruiting rate means greater water, nutrient replenishment, greater weeds, pest removal, and other fields management labor with a sharp increase in workload.

The increase in the solidity rate of 80% to twice may lead to a increase in labor volume of 30 to 10 times.

I see!

"hiss……"

After thinking through this and thinking about the next point, Lao Zhang immediately took a breath of cold air.

The amount of labor that ordinary villagers and serfs in the Middle Ages was clear at a glance.

Almost every villager, from the moment he opened his eyes in the morning until the sun almost sets, spent most of his time and physical strength in the fields. In this way, he still could not complete all the farm work.

How can villagers bear the labor demand?

“So targeted teaching is needed.”

After hearing Lao Zhang's doubts, Lao Liu smiled slightly: "According to the calculations of the staff team, even from the perspective of feudal society, the existing potential of the Akerli village in the Middle Ages has only been achieved by less than 20%..."

"Well..." Lao Zhang nodded, "It's really pitiful to work hard and sweat, but this village has a very low organizational level and labor effect."

"It's okay, Wu Qingchen... improves the work methods and improves the division of labor process..."

Speaking of this, Dr. Liu raised his head slightly again, but the "Milling Strategy" involved too much content. The doctor failed to recall the specific explanation of this part from the thick picture album that could have smashed people to death: "... In short, that's it. Organize the villagers, successfully complete the harvest, and expand the influence by the way."

"Well, so you have to practice with four familiar neighbors first?"

Thinking of the situation I saw on the display just now, Dr. Zhang touched his chin: "Herving up a specimen? Conducting demonstration? Creating a model project? Preparing for future promotion? Are these four companies not suitable?"

"Huh? Why is it not suitable?"

After hearing Dr. Zhang's series of questions, Lao Liu felt very strange: "These four families have the best relationship with Wu Qingchen's family in the Middle Ages. If I remember correctly... Wu Qingchen has treated two of them and sent food to the other two. During the busy farming period a few days ago, he borrowed cattle for each of them... If these four families are not suitable, who is more suitable? Are the parents' brothers there? I remember there are very few people, right?"

"No, relatives are even more inappropriate."

Lao Zhang shook his head slowly: "Old Liu... Speaking of IQ, we are almost the same... Speaking of EQ, haha, fortunately, the unit you entered is a research institute."

"how?"

At this time of the conversation, the two researchers had already walked to the dormitory and stood at the door of the dormitory. Lao Liu grabbed Dr. Zhang who wanted to enter the room: "Why is my emotional intelligence low? I quickly said, when you asked me just now, I didn't keep it!"

"Tsk!" Old Zhang gently pulled Dr. Liu's arm, "In the medieval world, the exploration of labor potential is to let the villagers, oh, mainly for the men to see. It turns out that the heavy and time-consuming work can actually be completed easily and quickly, right?

"Yes!" Old Liu nodded repeatedly.

"The focus of offering treasures is mainly organizational methods, division of labor and cooperation, process improvement, etc., and other messy new things, which improve labor efficiency, right?"

"Of course!" Lao Liu continued to nod.

"Okay, since that's the case..." Lao Zhang continued: "We are doing research and we are very clear about the importance of the control group... Although I have not read the "Milling Strategy", whether it is to make specimens or demonstrations, the fewer the interference factors, the better... These four companies are so close to Wu Qingchen... How can they get the correct data?"

“Um…”

Interference factors...

Thinking about emotional intelligence and thinking about this, Dr. Liu thought about it.

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On the other side, in the medieval world.

Looking at the four families of Richard, Freeman, Old Hort, and Thold, nearly twenty people were surrounded by people, and almost every one had a happy expression on his face, Wu Qingchen quietly wiped his sweat.

Even these local buns from the medieval world had anticipated what was about to happen...

No wonder in the last round of training, why did the staff team have such strange eyes when I thought these four families were demonstration specimens for exploring labor potential?
Chapter completed!