Siheyuan: General He Yuzhu, loyal to his country

The servant Lao Liu snapped his fingers, and suddenly a blue water surface appeared in front of He Yuzhu. The water surface was very smooth, and a picture suddenly appeared on it. There was an endless stream of grain in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The scene was very grand and majestic. The golden mountain of grain undoubtedly represented that many ordinary people could have enough food to eat.

He Yuzhu looked at Lao Liu.

This old boy.

He actually knows this.

You can see what is happening in any corner of the world anytime and anywhere.

He Yuzhu suddenly thought of a serious problem. The sudden appearance of such a huge mountain of grain was a bit too weird. If the country set up a department to investigate the source of these grains, would it cause some people to have some deviations in their understanding of the world? After all, no matter how much research was done on these grains, there would be no results.

He Yuzhu doesn't want to do good things, but it may become a bad thing.

He Yuzhu changed his mind: "Old Liu, I think it is not appropriate to directly distribute all the grain together. So, do you have any way to let this grain go directly to the granaries in various places? It would be best to divide it into ten batches and donate this grain to the national granary evenly once a month."

Lao Liu: “Of course.”

He Yuzhu nodded: "Then do as I say."

Old Liu quickly did as he was told.

And it was done quickly.

He Yuzhu just wanted to donate 1 billion tons of grain to the country in a low-key manner.

That's it.

I don't want to cause any kind of sensation.

"Master of the house."

"This is some pickled vegetable paste and other preserved food that you asked me to brew according to your instructions. Why don't you try it and see if you like it? To be honest, I have never eaten such delicious preserved food. It is so delicious. I don't know how you invented these brewing methods. They are like heavenly flavors."

Old Liu said to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took the brand new bamboo chopsticks handed to him by Lao Liu and took a bite of the pickled cucumber.

In this [Landscape Space], He Yuzhu gave Lao Liu a lot of various fruit and vegetable seeds, not to mention cucumbers, even durian and dragon fruit were all available.

"Ah."

"good to eat."

He Yuzhu took a bite and immediately found the cucumber very delicious.

Real pickled cucumbers are definitely not purely crispy and salty, but full of cucumber flavor.

Pickled cucumbers completely bring out the flavor of cucumbers.

Exudes vividly.

The longer the time, the stronger the fresh scent of the yellow flowers becomes.

Old Liu smiled when he saw that He Yuzhu was satisfied.

If He Yuzhu doesn't like it, he will be depressed because of He Yuzhu's dislike.

"I happen to be visiting the big boss's house today. I'm going out to eat something good. I don't want to make my sisters He Yushui and Ding Qiunan suffer. Lao Liu, please get me two kilograms of pickles. I'll have someone take them back home for me. I can't let myself eat such delicacies," He Yuzhu said to Lao Liu.

"Got it."

Old Liu used an aluminum lunch box to serve two kilograms of pickles to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu waved to Lao Liu, took the lunch box full of pickles and left the [Landscape Space].

He Yuzhu actually thought about whether to send some pickles to the big boss, but eventually gave up the decision. Once the big boss tasted such delicious pickles, he would definitely fall in love with them, and then he would ask him for pickles every day. Other leaders might also try the big boss's pickles, and then they would all ask He Yuzhu for pickles. That would be terrible.

He Yuzhu made contributions to the country.

But there is no need to make contributions to any specific person.

He Yuzhu was in the office, and then he started to work on the design of the computer.

The future is the information age.

During the Age of Steam, Dragon Country might not have been among the top.

And information time.

He Yuzhu will definitely help Longguo and stand at the center of the storm.

As early as 1946, computers already existed in the world.

Even in the information age,

In fact, Longguo started late.

But it's not too late.

You can still catch up.

He Yuzhu could actually design a very advanced computer directly, but in that case, he was the only one who understood the specific principles of computers. Even if others could use them, they would not be able to produce and manufacture them. Therefore, He Yuzhu had to start research and manufacturing from the most basic giant computers, allowing researchers from the institute to participate and gradually cultivate their knowledge.

"Clang clang clang."

He Yuzhu drew a few pages of drawings when there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

He Yuzhu said lightly.

Place the drawings in the drawer.

This is confidential.

It’s better not to let other people see it for now.

"Director He."

"The director of the steel mill is waiting for you outside. He said he has an appointment with you."

The person who came in was a guard from the research institute. He saluted He Yuzhu and then said.

"Row."

"I'll be there right away."

He Yuzhu nodded.

After changing into casual clothes, He Yuzhu went out of the Infantry Combat Research Institute and got into Yang Dazhi's black car.

"Director He."

Yang Dazhi shouted to He Yuzhu enthusiastically.

He Yuzhu nodded slightly.

Speechless all the way.

When they were almost at the boss's house, Yang Dazhi finally spoke again, "I heard that Deputy Director Li went to see you. I roughly know his purpose and can guess how you will deal with it. I'm really sorry if it causes you trouble. Deputy Director Li is...how should I put it? He has work ability, but he is too aggressive. If you have a good neighbor who is targeted by Deputy Director Li, just tell me. I will definitely not let Deputy Director Li retaliate against them."

He Yuzhu smiled casually: "It's okay."

Yang Dazhi was stunned.

He looked at the young man who was two wheels younger than him.

He Yuzhu's gaze was as deep as the stars.

Unpredictable.

He is unusually calm.

And smart.

"Squeak..."

Accompanied by the sound of brakes, they arrived at the leader's house and He Yuzhu and Yang Dazhi went inside.

This is a family dinner.

In addition to the two of them, there were several other leaders of the Ministry of Industry, as well as the directors of the cotton factory, the thermos factory and the bakery factory.

"This is He Yuzhu, Director He."

"Director He, this is Feng Yunhai, the director of the warm-up factory, Fan Ku, the director of the bread factory, and Reubenwei, the director of the cotton factory..."

The big leaders introduced each other.

……

Simultaneously.

For dinner, Ding Qiunan prepared two simple dishes for He Yushui, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and the table was filled with pickles that He Yuzhu had someone send back.

"Ok!"

"It's very yummy."

He Yushui took a bite of pickles, closed his eyes, and enjoyed it very much.

"Wow!" Ding Qiunan took a bite and let out a breath. She thought it was delicious.

"Clang clang clang."

"What rain, what rain."

"I'm Yan Jiefang. I have something to ask you. Can you come out for a moment?"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Yan Jiefang's voice.

He Yushui opened the door and went out.

She wanted to see what Yan Jiefang was going to do.

"I'm sorry, He Yushui."

"It was always my fault before."

"Please forgive me."

"I shouldn't have taken your sweet potatoes when we were little, and I shouldn't have taken your shuttlecock two days ago. It's all my fault."

Yan Jiefang kept bowing to He Yushui.