Gu Qingcheng's suturing skills were taught by Gu Chaobei.
Gu Chaobei never imagined he would end up in this place, otherwise he would have taught his daughter much more.
He taught his daughter back then because she also enjoyed outdoor activities, so she needed to understand some basic first aid knowledge, hence he taught her some fundamentals of surgery.
Gu Qingcheng observed the sutures on the sheepskin and praised Zhu Liang, saying:
"It seems you've practiced suturing before? You've sewn it so neatly?"
"I haven't practiced suturing, I used to help my mother sew shoe soles."
Zhu Liang replied honestly.
Gu Qingcheng: ...
"It's fine, similar principles apply. Congratulations, you've learned suturing! In the next phase, you will teach the members of the village hunting team how to suture."
The members of the hunting team were the most likely to suffer skin injuries in the village, so preparations had to be made early.
Gu Qingcheng regarded Zhu Liang as a field medic. After an intensive training session, Zhu Liang went to the field to teach the hunting team members how to perform emergency wound treatment, suturing, and so on.
Zhu Liang was quite clever. Having learned a solid medical foundation in the infirmary, he already appeared quite proficient when conducting on-site training for the hunting team.
It was only when Zhu Liang began his classes that everyone realized the needle and thread kit distributed in their first aid packs was not a mistake but intended for them to suture their wounds.
A month later, the hunting team members quietly entered the mountains for their first hunt.
Unexpectedly, their first outing was a resounding success. They bagged a total of 20 wild chickens, 10 wild rabbits, and even three adult male wild boars, all without any injuries.
As the hunting team carried their prey home, it was evening. They returned with the setting sun, their shoulders burdened and hands full of game, returning to the village in triumph. The entire village was in an uproar.
This was precisely the time when villagers were returning from the fields. Thus, everyone in the village witnessed the hunting team's impressive haul.
Under the admiring gazes of the villagers, especially the ardent glances of the village's young women, the young men of the hunting team puffed out their chests, filled with immense pride.
What could be more exhilarating to them than being heroes in the eyes of the girls?
Huang Wenming recorded the achievements of each person and converted them into contribution points for distribution.
The goods exchanged for contribution points were the Phoenix Village currency designed by Gu Qingcheng herself. One contribution point could be exchanged for 30 eggs, two contribution points for three taels of cured meat...
The vouchers for contribution points were mahjong tiles.
The side of the mahjong tiles with characters like "Zhong" and "Fa" became the background, while the smooth side was engraved with numbers such as one, two, three, and four, representing the corresponding contribution points.
The reason for using mahjong tiles as currency was twofold: firstly, it was convenient, and the mountain cat supermarket had an inexhaustible supply; secondly, the current craftsmanship could not replicate these mahjong tiles, fully embodying the uniqueness and irreplaceability of currency.
Gu Qingcheng, being lazy, used mahjong tiles as the circulating currency in Phoenix Village.
Using mahjong as currency easily gave people a sense of satisfaction. The large mahjong tiles felt smooth, noble, and high-class in hand. When placed in a pocket, a few tiles clinking together with a "kaka" sound was the pleasant sound of money.
If a young man were to go on a date and confess his love to a beautiful girl, he would undoubtedly carry four or five mahjong tiles in his pocket. The "kaka" sound as he walked would be incredibly impressive and easily bring a blush of admiration to the girl's face.
With the hunting team's abundant catch on the first day, the earlier murmurs and discussions within the village quickly dissipated.
Previously, some had said they only ate and didn't work, while others worried they ate too much and might deplete Young Master Gu's grain reserves, possibly even leading him to reduce supplies to other ordinary villagers... All such doubts were now dispelled.
Gu Qingcheng was fully aware of the villagers' discussions.
She had set up many informants in the village, the most effective being the children's group led by Gou Sheng as their kingpin.
The children, being young, attracted less attention. They could always be found near adults, hearing their gossip from beginning to end.
Who would have thought a small child could collect intelligence?
The children would gather village gossip and report it to Gou Sheng in detail. Gou Sheng would then relay the most discussed matters to Gu Qingcheng.
Without the internet or forums, it was impossible to know what the villagers were thinking. Through this powerful network of child informants, Gu Qingcheng gained insight into many behind-the-scenes discussions.
Naturally, she wouldn't forcefully defend or retaliate against every negative comment.
A boss's basic demeanor is to be inclusive and broad-minded, able to tolerate flattery and bootlicking, as well as to accept harsh criticism and even malicious mockery.
Of course, as long as it wasn't deliberate distortion or fabrication, Gu Qingcheng would not pay it any mind, simply using these discussions as supplementary material for analyzing public sentiment, referencing them when formulating village rules and regulations or implementing new village policies.
Gu Qingcheng herself hadn't realized that, unknowingly, she had become adept at applying a manager's mindset and skills to manage Phoenix Village.
Village Head Dai, as the primary executor, was busy every day, but all major decisions ultimately required Gu Qingcheng's approval.
Upon hearing of the hunting team's triumphant return today, Gu Qingcheng was delighted and had Mi Guo ring the bell to summon all the villagers.
As everyone returned from their work and was about to prepare dinner, they suddenly heard the gathering bell and flocked towards the village's communal square.
Gu Qingcheng first announced the hunting team's bountiful achievements on their first day.
Then, amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, she suddenly declared that all the day's prey would be centrally processed by the village to provide an extra meal for everyone.
The villagers erupted in cheers.
It was originally scheduled for public communal meals every three days, but Gu Qingcheng did not adhere strictly to the schedule, giving them a pleasant surprise.
With over 500 people in the village, a mere dozen or so wild chickens and rabbits would not have been enough to satisfy everyone. However, with three wild boars, there was certainly enough to eat, and they could feast heartily.
The consensus among the villagers was to stew the wild chickens, wild boars, and wild rabbits all together.
Mi Guo, being accommodating, adopted their suggestion.
To facilitate the communal meals held every three days, a row of covered corridor-style buildings had been erected in the communal area. Within this corridor, twenty large stoves were built on each side, where the village's communal meals were prepared.
The wild game would be handled by the village's young and strong men. The pig's stomach and intestines would not be wasted, all cleaned thoroughly and put into the pot to boil. The wild chickens and rabbits, with their more troublesome entrails, were cleaned entirely along with their skins and fur.
The communal kitchen prepared 200 jin of white rice for white rice.
The large bones of the wild boars were used to make soup. In addition to ginger, garlic, and other seasonings to remove any gamey odor, mushrooms gathered from the mountains were also added to the pot, promising an incredibly delicious and savory broth once fully simmered.
For a time, adults and children alike were bustling about, as lively as during a New Year celebration.
Gu Qingcheng loved to see everyone so busy and energetic, brimming with vitality.