Siheyuan: I Raised Ten Thousand Wild Boars

"Help me write an application!" Li Guohua directly stated his purpose.

There was no need to hide anything from him. His family was close to Zheng Aimin, so there were no secrets at all.

Although this guy seems to be lazy at ordinary times, he is an active member of the factory and has joined the organization a long time ago, so he has no pressure at all in writing the application.

"We are brothers after all, it's a big fish!" Han Wenlong quoted his own price. He would definitely help with the writing, but he couldn't do it for free.

"I don't have any big fish, but I have two rabbits. If that doesn't work, I'll tell everyone that you secretly watched a critical movie!" Li Guohua looked like he had him in his hands.

"Okay, deal!" Han Wenlong hesitated to speak, looking as if he was going to punish you.

In fact, the two hares were not much different from the big fish. The main reason was that there were not many big fish in the space, and Li Guohua wanted to keep them as seeds. As for the hares, Li Guohua now wanted to raise wolves in the small world, so you can guess how many there were.

"By the way, do you know anyone in the Transportation Department?"

Li Guohua then told him about the factory's plan to set up a farm and said he wanted to borrow a car to help run the trip.

When Han Wenlong heard that he was going to be in charge of the farm, he immediately said that he had betrayed the people and had left the organization.

At the beginning, we agreed to start a business together, but you secretly turned over. You can't even finish your own purchasing work, and you still run a farm. It's ridiculous.

"What do you know? We are brothers. What's yours is mine! From now on, I will eat the fruits and vegetables on the farm until you don't want to eat them anymore!"

Han Wenlong thought it made sense, so he took him to the Transportation Department.

At that time, cars were very rare, and only some large companies had them, and they had to be approved by their superiors before they could be produced. The status of car drivers was not comparable to that of later generations, and they were considered "rare skilled workers."

There is a saying that goes, "A horn blows and you're worth a ton of gold; a wheel turns and even a county magistrate won't do it."

It is also very difficult to become a driver. For ordinary demobilized soldiers, it is difficult to become a driver without strong connections and the approval of the head of the unit.

Even after ten or twenty years, it will still be a popular job. You have to work as a loader in a fleet for a few years, and only when the master likes you can you become an apprentice.

You have to learn car repair for two years before you can take the driver's license test. Only after passing the strict examination can you become a co-driver.

This is why Li Guohua went to find Han Wenlong. It is much better to have someone familiar with the matter than to go there on his own. It is not right to ask the leader to come forward for such a small matter. It will make him look incompetent.

Han Wenlong took him directly to find the chief of the transportation section, Wang Haishan. Wang Haishan should know Han Wenlong, and asked him to go to the next office to call people directly and not to bother him with such trivial matters.

Coming to the next office, all the drivers who didn't go out today were here, killing time while waiting for possible temporary tasks. As for car washing and maintenance, that was the job that the apprentices rushed to do.

Li Guohua asked twice which comrade had time to help make the trip, but no one said anything. Everyone was smoking and chatting about their own things, which made Han Wenlong so angry that he wanted to curse.

Finally, a younger driver stood up and offered to help out.

The young driver was called He Fei, he looked to be around 25 or 26 years old, had just been demobilized, and was very talkative.

He was driving an old GAZ car, saying that only experienced drivers could drive a Jiefang car, and he was not qualified.

Yes, this car has only been on the market for two years, and it is only used by textile factories. Ordinary factories cannot be allocated a quota for planned purchases.

Li Guohua took He Fei to the logistics warehouse first to get the things they needed, such as wooden beds, tables and stools, and pots and pans for daily use.

Finally, I thought about the need to add more people to the farm in the future, so I received a lot more hoes and other agricultural tools. As for wooden plows and the like, I definitely didn’t have them, so I had to buy them outside later.

While the warehouse staff were loading the truck, he went to the Labor and Personnel Department to tell them about Zhou Dahu. They said they knew about it and gave him several forms, asking him to fill them out and sign them.

Look, this is efficiency. How can we compare with those people in the transportation department?

On the way from the textile factory to the Nanjiao Farm, a GAZ car was driving slowly.

"Brother He, thank you so much today!"

Thinking about being in charge of the farm in the future, he would inevitably have to deal with the transportation department. Or if he went to the rural commune to transport things himself, he would have to find someone he was familiar with. He Fei could consider this.

"Hey, it's just something that comes naturally. Don't blame others for not wanting to run. When our drivers have urgent tasks, it's common for us to stay up for days and nights. I can't run long distances right now, so I'm just taking the initiative!"

He Feiren was quite nice. He not only spoke honestly about his situation but also helped explain the situation to his colleagues.

The two chatted along the way, from the textile factory to his driving on missions, and from missions to his joining the army and fighting in wars. His life experiences were very exciting.

Li Guohua said that he entered the factory after graduating from a technical secondary school, and was injured by an enemy spy. He was stunned for a while and only recovered not long ago.

Li Guohua admired his bravery, and he admired Li Guohua's hard work. By the time they arrived at the farm, their relationship was like that of old friends.

"Brother He, why don't you stay for lunch before leaving? There won't be any food in the cafeteria if we go back now."

By the time the three of them finished unloading their things, it was almost noon. The main reason was that they had spent too long in the factory.

"No, we drivers often leave work late, so the canteen will save food for us. You guys go ahead and do your work first!"

He Fei looked at the mess here and directly rejected Li Guohua's kindness. He said he would come back for a meal after everything was stable.

Li Guohua thought, this is just because you don’t have the chance to enjoy the meal, it’s not that I won’t keep you.

Zhou Dahu was called over to set up a simple stove. As for firewood, there was plenty of it on the surrounding open space, including dry wood and a large amount of weeds.

Then he pretended to take out bacon and white rice from a bag, which stunned Zhou Dahu.

I asked Zhou Dahu to wash the rice and I cut the bacon myself, and we had rice and steamed meat for lunch.

"Brother Guohua, it smells so good!"

Zhou Dahu kept staring at the big iron pot, and his stomach made rumbling sounds from time to time.

"Don't be in a hurry. It will be delicious after simmering for a few minutes."

Seeing Zhou Dahu's greedy look, Li Guohua also felt emotional. Not to mention him, even his own family didn't eat white flour or rice. His mother only kneaded some flour or something.

However, the situation in his family is much better than that of the Zhou family. The Zhou family has to calculate the amount of sorghum rice, let alone flour and rice.

When they opened the lid of the pot, a fragrant aroma wafted in. Both of them couldn't hold back any longer, so they first poured a large bowl for Zhou Dahu, and then filled a large porcelain bowl for themselves.

He wondered if he had low blood sugar, and his hands were shaking when he saw the food. He picked up a piece of soft bacon and bit it in his mouth. The gravy burst out, and the chewiness of the bacon gave him a particularly satisfying feeling.

Zhou Dahu's case was even more exaggerated. He kept shoveling rice and it seemed like he didn't even chew it. Sure enough, he ate too much in one bite and choked himself.

Li Guohua quickly patted his back a few times and drank a big gulp of water before he recovered.

Zhou Dahu's face was full of satisfaction. He felt that his life was worth it, as he could actually eat such delicious food. The white rice and the greasy bacon were beyond his imagination.

"Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you, you have to finish everything in this pot today!"

It's summer now, and the food cooked at noon may go bad by the evening.

"Ah, finished eating?"

Zhou Dahu looked at the half-full pot of rice. If these two people were to finish it, they would be too full. His grandmother and younger brother at home hadn't had their meals yet.

"Don't even think about bringing it home. You can only eat it on the farm, and you can't tell anyone else. Do you understand?" Li Guohua gave him a shot of prevention again.

"Brother Guohua, I understand! This is public property and cannot be taken home. Besides, I won't tell anyone!"

After saying that, he started eating again with big mouthfuls, thinking that if he ate more, he wouldn’t have to eat when he got home at night, and he could save some food for the family.

When Li Guohua heard Zhou Dahu's words, he did not refute or explain. He would understand later that the government did not have such good food.