Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

This is a car that looks very similar to the classic model Jeep 212 produced by BAIC, but it is obviously not the same, because Jeep 212 has not been born yet. This car is the father of Jeep 212, GAZ-69.

GAZ-69 is a military off-road vehicle, produced by the Russians and introduced into China. Before the domestically produced one was available, it was widely used in various occasions.

Zeng Wangcai didn't even bother to look at the car. After saying thank you, he opened the door and got on the passenger seat. When Zhang Xiuzhi saw him from behind, she immediately dropped her brand new bicycle and got on the back seat.

Little Leopard also wanted to run to the bike, but his father pulled him down: "You are so brave, ride back, there is only so much room on the bike, and your big brother has to take care of grandma."

Zeng Wangcai waved his hand, the young driver stepped on the accelerator, and the GAZ-69 roared off.

In the co-pilot seat, Zeng Wangcai's mind instantly entered space, and he wanted to find medicine.

There are various goods in Shanghai Port, including imports and exports, and there should also be medicines. However, Zeng Wangcai did not look for the goods in the port because the characteristic of the port's goods is that there are many, but not necessarily complete.

He appeared at the sentry box, but did not go looking for G63. Instead, he just found a drivable car and headed straight to the hospital at the port. Naturally, the hospital had no shortage of medicine.

Arriving at the deserted hospital, Zeng Wangcai broke into the pharmacy and was dazzled by the dazzling array of medicines there.

Zeng Wangcai didn't know what medicine to look for at first, but while driving he remembered a medicine - montmorillonite powder.

This is a Western medicine for treating diarrhea. It was invented relatively late and had not yet entered China in the 1950s and 1960s.

It’s not that Zeng Wangcai doesn’t trust traditional Chinese medicine, but that he doesn’t understand it. He remembers that he used to take montmorillonite powder when he had diarrhea and it worked well. It was a rare experience of receiving treatment in the hospital so quickly.

He went to the hospital several times, and was prescribed a lot of medicine and underwent a lot of tests, but the effects were not obvious. He had heard that many medicines nowadays are not designed to be effective, but to be harmless.

Therefore, for grandma's situation, his goal was very clear, which was to achieve quick results.

There were too many medicines to find, so he used a computer to find the storage location of montmorillonite powder. But then there was another problem: there were not just one kind of medicine called montmorillonite powder in the storage location, but many kinds.

With so many varieties, it is difficult for a layman like Zeng Wangcai to distinguish them.

He took a look and found several types called montmorillonite powder, with the names of the places in the country where they were produced written on them. He found one called Smecta, and the name reminded him that this was what he had taken before.

Finally, he thought of a way. He looked at the production date of the medicine. Generally speaking, the ones with the latest production date would sell well. He took a box of montmorillonite powder with the best production date and a box of Smecta as a backup.

After finding the medicine, Zeng Wangcai came out of the space instantly.

The GAZ-69 was still running, but Zeng Wangcai looked out the window and almost exploded with anger.

"Comrade, isn't your speed too slow?" Zeng Wangcai said, tilting his head.

He didn't know how much time he spent entering the space just now, but he could feel that the current speed of the car was definitely no more than 40 miles per hour. He stretched out his hand to feel A times the speed, and the speed of the reference object moving backwards was also very slow. This showed that the speed of the car was very slow and he didn't need to look at the meter at all.

"This is already fast. The road is bad and very bumpy!" replied the young driver.

"What are you afraid of? I'm trying to save people, brother. Which gear are you using?" Zeng Wangcai looked down and was furious. The car was in second gear (GAZ-69 only has three gears). "With your ability, how can you drive in the army? Floor the gas, brother."

"I...I've never been a soldier!" the driver said hesitantly.

Zeng Wangcai suddenly understood the driver. This guy was not a soldier, but drove for the leader. Driving for the leader was not about speed, but about stability. He had to drive steadily, taking safety into account and making the leader feel comfortable.

This is a habit that is ingrained in people's bones. How can it be changed all of a sudden?

"Stop the car, let me drive!" Zeng Wangcai said decisively.

"Ah? Can you drive? Don't..."

"If he tells you to stop, then stop!" Zhang Xiuzhi found a car repair tool from somewhere and growled at the driver's forehead, threatening him.

If the scene wasn't wrong, Zeng Wangcai would probably have burst out laughing. Zhang Xiuzhi looked exactly like the one in Hong Kong movies where someone threatened the driver with a trolley.

The driver stopped the car with a wronged look on his face, got out of the cab and wanted to exchange seats with Zeng Wangcai, but Zhang Xiuzhi got there first. In the end, the driver got to experience the leadership seat and went to the back row.

Zeng Wangcai got in the car, sat in the driver's seat, and touched his left hand side out of habit, but found nothing.

"Fuck!" He cursed, took a breath, engaged the clutch, shifted gears, and stepped on the accelerator, completing the series of operations in one go.

This is the advantage of driving a luxury car in space when you have nothing to do. Many luxury cars are manual transmission.

The GAZ-69 roared, its tires rubbed violently on the ground, and it rushed out rapidly.

Feeling that the speed was high enough, Zeng Wangcai immediately changed gears. It didn't take him too long to push the car speed to about 80 or 90. It became a bit difficult to speed up further.

The theoretical maximum speed of GAZ-69 is 90 miles per hour.

For Zeng Wangcai, who used to drive on the highway frequently, this speed was no problem at all and he could control it easily.

In fact, this car is very different from the car Zeng Wangcai has driven. If he had not paid attention to the driver's actions just now, he would probably be at a loss now.

Anyway, the car was running smoother and smoother, but the road surface was really bad, so Zeng Wangcai in the car could only hold the steering wheel tightly, Zhang Xiuzhi in the passenger seat held the front armrest, and the driver in the back was in a miserable state.

He rode his bike at a very fast speed, leaving a trail of dust on the road. Only when he entered the small road inside Zengzhuang did Zeng Wangcai slow down.

The path is narrow and full of potholes, but the off-road performance of the GAZ-69 can easily beat most later models, so it has no problem passing through.

The huge noise aroused the curiosity of the villagers. When they saw a car entering the village, they were so surprised that the half-grown children ran behind the car and soon their faces were covered with dust.

"Hey, it's Brother Wangcai, Brother Wangcai, you are driving, Brother Wangcai..." Goudan, who recognized Zeng Wangcai, ran over and ran slowly behind the left side of the car.

"Goudan, how's my grandma?" Zeng Wangcai asked while driving.

"Grandma, is everything okay? Why did you drive back?" Goudan asked the car again, without walking fast, without blushing or panting.

Zeng Wangcai heaved a sigh of relief and prepared to continue driving. At this time, Zhang Xiuzhi said quietly: "Get out of the car, Ha'er, running is faster than you driving!"

Damn...it seems to be true!

The road was bad and the car could not drive fast, so Zeng Wangcai stopped the car, asked Goudan to lead the way in the passenger seat, and returned the driving rights to the driver.

The two of them ran all the way and soon arrived at the door of their home, but when they saw the situation in the yard, Zeng Wangcai was terrified.

He saw that the three maids, Zeng Jinhuan, Zeng Yinhuan and Zeng Xiaohuan, were kneeling in the yard, each with their heads raised and howling desperately.

Grandma is gone?

"Grandma, my grandson is a step late..." Zeng Wangcai screamed and fell to his knees.