Growing up in rural Bhutan, the richest people in the village often had very little cash. They were known as chukpo, 'the ones with cattle'. And no one asked how much money a person had in the bank. No one or only a countable few had bank accounts, anyway. Wealth was measured in fields, cattle, grains, and the ability to carry a family through the seasons.
Cash existed, but it played only a small role. Most
exchanges happened through barter. Rice for chillies, soya beans for Sichuan peppers, cheese for
eggs. I still remember that a ball of homemade cheese was worth two fresh eggs.
Nobody needed a calculator because people simply knew.
The most remarkable part of the system was the exchange of
labour. During sowing and planting seasons, families needed extra hands, yet
labour was rarely paid in cash. If I spent three days helping on your farm, you
spent three days helping on mine in return. No contract was needed to be signed.
No money changed hands. Wealthier households sometimes rewarded work with
butter or cheese—goods that carried value precisely because they were hard to
produce but widely desired.
Then the cash economy arrived. Roads were built. Shops sprung.
Our schools produced graduates who found work beyond their villages in cities. Farmers
reached larger markets, and butter and cheese were no longer exchanged within
the village. They now found markets in towns and cities.
From an economic perspective, this was progress. From a
social one, it was more complicated. A farmer who once traded butter for labour
now preferred to sell the butter and hire workers. Labour itself became a
commodity, and the old system of reciprocal work began to weaken. Today many
farmers must pay cash to men and women to plant and harvest. The young often
look for work elsewhere rather than join the agricultural cycle. Cattle, once a
symbol of wealth, have become a burden for some families because they now
require time and constant care in a world that increasingly rewards mobility.
But the arrival of cash did more than change how people
traded. It also changed what people valued. Prosperity, once measured in fields
and herds and standing among neighbours, is now measured in larger houses, salaried
family members, vehicles, the latest smartphones. A herd grazing on a hillside
no longer carries the status it once did.
The change is understandable. Modern life runs on cash. Phones need data plans, children need school supplies, electricity bills arrive every month, and travel costs money. Goods that were once simply unavailable in the village are now available. And so, labour follows cash. A young man who once helped in the fields finds better pay on a construction site or a government project, and the reciprocal exchanges that sustained village agriculture grow rarer each year.
Many families now own vehicles, smartphones, and modern
houses. Yet some fields that fed entire households a generation ago sit
untouched. The village possesses more consumer goods than ever before but produces less of what it once produced for itself—and now buys from outside
what it once grew.
The old system was far from perfect. Village life meant hard
work and narrow horizons, and few would willingly give up modern healthcare,
education, or transport. The new system offers real opportunity. Yet something
valuable slipped away. When labour became something to buy rather than
something to exchange, the relationships that once held village life together
began to loosen. The economy had rewarded cooperation as much as productivity;
wealth was measured not only by what a person owned, but by the strength of the
bonds around them.
Today money moves more efficiently than butter, cheese, or
labour ever could. Whether it has strengthened our lives as much as it has
simplified our transactions remains an open question.
Today money moves more efficiently than butter, cheese, or
labour. It has brought convenience, opportunity, and mobility. Yet there was
once another form of wealth in the village, one that could not be stored in a
bank account. It was measured in trust, reciprocal labour, and the expectation
that help given would one day be returned.



I love how you described labour as exchange, not payment ,showing up before sunrise, bringing your own tools, no contracts, just knowing it would come back to you. Call it an economy of belonging???? That “currency” of care and connection was far more valuable than any money could ever be! !!
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