Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

To be honest, the last time Old Man Liu talked about this matter, Zeng Wangcai just listened and then forgot about it and didn’t take it to heart at all.

After learning about Old Man Liu's identity, he didn't want to have too much connection with the old man, after all, their identities were too different.

Although in the original novel, Sha Zhu and the big boss were close friends, that was because Sha Zhu had the cooking skill of Sichuan cuisine, which he could show off, but Zeng Wangcai's space resources were not like that.

Now that Old Man Liu mentioned this again, Zeng Wangcai realized that the other party was serious.

"Uncle, why are you suddenly talking about this? I have only been working in the steel rolling mill for a little over a month." Zeng Wangcai said.

"That's not what you said last time." Old Man Liu reminded him, "Last time you said you were a brick, were you kidding?"

Zeng Wangcai was shocked: "No, no, how dare you joke about this."

If you joke about this and someone with ulterior motives finds out, they will kill you in a matter of minutes. If you don't believe it, go and find out where this sentence came from.

"That's good!" Old Man Liu nodded with satisfaction. "To be honest, you are a good writer. If nothing goes wrong, the internal article you wrote will be published in the newspaper..."

what?

Really in the newspaper?

Zeng Wangcai quickly weighed the pros and cons of this matter in his mind, and at the same time recalled whether there were any mistakes in the article.

In the end, he was sure that the short essay he wrote would not be a problem no matter where it was placed.

Old man Liu continued, "However, compared to your other abilities, writing articles is not that important. Look at you. You go out every Sunday and catch a thousand kilograms of fish. Occasionally you can even harvest wild boars and pheasants. You have been to the countryside and know that the people now live a hard life with little food and clothing. So you should make use of your expertise..."

After saying a lot, Old Man Zheng immediately added: "Your specialty is writing articles, and you are familiar with the countryside, so you came to the Propaganda Department and went to the communes all over the country..."

After hearing what Old Man Zheng said, Zeng Wangcai thought, isn't this the earliest star? The kind that also writes articles.

When asked whether being a star in this era is good, Zeng Wangcai’s answer is yes, absolutely good, but at the same time there is a high probability that they will become an obscure celebrity.

Or it could be another situation, the photo was hung in the classroom or corridor of the primary school for people to learn advanced stories, but Zeng Wangcai didn't see it later. Instead, he heard that some schools hung pictures of horses and vines on the walls.

"Come on, I've just said that your method can only enrich the people's spirits a little." Lao Wang interrupted Old Man Zheng, "What the people lack now is food. He should lead people to go fishing and hunting in an organized way to solve the people's practical problems. Even if he produces 500 kilograms of fish a day, it's scary. If the people he teaches are good, what about 5,000 kilograms a day?"

Zeng Wangcai was so frightened by these words that he waved his hands and said, "You are too flattering. I am lucky if I can only reach 500 kilograms a day. If I can reach 5,000 kilograms, you might as well just eat me up."

He finally realized that he was being targeted. The supply of materials was not a big problem. Not to mention 500 kilograms of fish a day, he could even supply 1,000 kilograms of fish a day. With the billions of materials in the space, he couldn't say he could feed the people of the entire country, but he could feed the people of the four-nine cities without any problem.

But why?

If it is out of brotherhood, then it is not impossible, but not all compatriots are good people.

There are many examples where people go to great lengths to offer benefits, but in the end not only do they not get anything good in return, but instead they get bullied. Especially in the wind and rain, the first person that pinkeye disease thinks of is you.

So, as I said, the Dharma should not be passed on easily, and without sufficient returns to match, Zeng Wangcai does not intend to nod his head.

Zeng Wangcai didn't want to hear what Old Man Zheng said. Originally, he could consider what Old Man Wang said if he was given some special conveniences, such as fields and land, and space to operate freely. But Old Man Wang asked for 500 kilograms of fish a day, which was too much.

He knows some people too well. Once you provide 500 kilograms of fish every day, you will most likely be asked to take on more tasks in the future. And if you give less one day, they will not be happy.

"I'll tell you the truth," Zeng Wangcai said again, "I'm lucky and skilled in fishing, and I relied on the fact that we were in large numbers. I was lucky to catch the wild boar, and it knocked itself unconscious in front of me. I couldn't just give up, this isn't skill."

The three old men looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing this. Even Yuan Fang, who had never heard of this, stopped to look at Zeng Wangcai.

Old Man Liu had investigated Zeng Wangcai, and Zeng Wangcai already knew this, so he was not worried about what he said being exposed.

Zeng Wangcai’s current situation is that I have things, but not much, enough for me to make a little fortune and provide my family with good food and drink, but these are not enough to make those unrivaled big guys covet them.

This is why Zeng Wangcai has been controlling the output of materials, in order to prepare for the current situation that may occur.

By shipping out shiploads of supplies every day, we could immediately become the richest man in the world, even richer than Lou Bancheng, but so what?

Is it cool?

That’s right, it’s great now, but wait a few years and you’ll find that you won’t have anywhere to run.

In fact, Zeng Wangcai had thought about going to Hong Kong City, but it was easy for him to sneak there alone, but it was impossible to persuade his whole family to go.

"You said you are a brick. Does this mean you don't want to move out?" asked Old Man Wang.

"Uncle, since they are just bricks, why do we need to move them outside?" Zeng Wangcai retorted with a smile, "The countryside needs bricks, but the steel mill doesn't?"

Old man Wang was stumped by the question.

Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, the two in the middle are the ones with the highest status (on the surface). Merchants have no status at all, and the scholars will be in big trouble in a few years.

So, what Zeng Wangcai said makes sense, the rural areas are about the same size as the factories.

"I think what the young man said makes sense." Old man Liu felt relieved. "Don't hold it back, both of you. Let him train at the steel mill first. I'll find him a place to work so that he can be more independent and spend more time fishing."

In fact, Old Man Liu had an idea about where Zeng Wangcai should go, but this idea didn't quite fit in with the current direction, and he needed to spend some time convincing some people. His original intention of finding two good friends was to let them give him advice, but he didn't expect that the two old men took a fancy to Zeng Wangcai and had their own ideas, so things have come to this point.

They started talking while eating. In the end, Fatty Zheng was the only one who ate something at the table. Zeng Wangcai only ate two bites and then had no chance to talk. He just talked or listened to the old man.

"Okay, stop talking. Look, the kid hasn't even eaten two bites of the food." Yuan Fang couldn't bear it anymore and took the initiative to pick up a piece of roasted eggplant for Zeng Wangcai. "We agreed on half an hour, but now it's already been 20 minutes. The kid's grandmother is still in the hospital. We can talk later if there's anything else."

Old Man Zheng’s family is different from Old Man Liu’s family. Yuan Fang has a job, and her job is very important, so Yuan Fang has a say in front of the three of them.

Old man Zheng smiled awkwardly, swallowed what he was about to say, and started eating.

At this time, the roar of a car engine was heard from the door. The car had not yet been turned off. There were footsteps coming from the Zheng family's gate. From the sound, one could tell that the person coming was an impatient person and had a good relationship with the Zheng family.

"I'm so hungry, so hungry. You three were hiding to eat. I looked around before I found out you were gathering today..." Before the people arrived, a loud voice came in first.

Then Zeng Wangcai saw a man wearing Type 55 military uniform coming in.

Zeng Wangcai took a look at the man's shoulders. Wow, they were all gold with two stars on them. He turned out to be a general.