Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai didn't know much about the military rank shoulder straps of later generations, let alone the Type 55 military uniform of this era.

The Type 55 military uniform has a very important position in the history of our country's military and is a favorite collection of many military fans.

However, Zeng Wangcai recognized the man as a general for a simple reason. When he was very young in his previous life, he had seen a portrait hanging in the main hall of someone's house in his hometown. Among the four protagonists in the portrait, there was one wearing the Type 55 marshal's uniform. Later, Zeng Wangcai learned about the existence of the top general and also learned some knowledge about military ranks.

I don't have much knowledge, just enough to recognize the difference between a marshal and a general.

The visitor was a general, but Zeng Wangcai couldn't tell whether he was a lieutenant general, a major general or a major general.

However, he felt that the possibility of encountering an admiral or a general was not high. Ten generals, fifty-five admirals, were all well-known figures, and the possibility of him encountering them was not high.

The man walked briskly and arrived at the restaurant in a short while.

When Yuan Fang saw the person coming, she called out and asked Fatty Zheng to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Old Man Liu introduced Zeng Wangcai with a smile: "Wangcai, his last name is Yang, you can just call him Uncle Yang."

Well, in one day, Zeng Wangcai had three more uncles. If old man Liu was included, there were four uncles in total.

Don’t be anxious about the number of uncles. The key point is that none of these uncles has a simple identity, and one of them is a general.

"Hello, Uncle Yang!" Zeng Wangcai stood up and greeted him politely, then said politely, "Uncle Zheng, since you have guests here, I won't stay any longer. I still have to go to the hospital to take care of my grandma. Please enjoy your meal, uncles. Thank you for your hospitality, auntie."

Old Man Zheng didn't know whether his friend came for any business or not. Besides, he had already tried to persuade him to stay and explained the matter, so it was inappropriate to continue trying to persuade him.

Old Man Liu still arranged for Xiao Zhu, a driver known to Zeng Wangcai, to take Zeng Wangcai there, but Zeng Wangcai refused and went out on his own and rode away on his bike.

"This young man knows his limits. I guess he doesn't want to be with us." Old Man Liu said after Zeng Wangcai left.

Zeng Wangcai came to visit today. From the gifts he brought, to the meal, to his response to the job transfer, and even his departure just now, the whole process was seen by Old Man Liu. He has a deeper understanding of Zeng Wangcai, and his favor towards Zeng Wangcai has further increased.

"Whose kid is this? He looks unfamiliar." The new old man Yang sat down and asked carelessly.

"Old Liu met him when he was fishing..." Old Man Zheng explained Zeng Wangcai's background and what the three of them wanted to do to Zeng Wangcai.

The four of them always talked about everything.

Old Man Yang chuckled, "If you ask me, none of you have good intentions. The young man was working hard, but you tricked him into going fishing or hunting. He can catch 500 kilograms of fish a day. He is a god, so he can catch that much every day. What if he can't?"

"If he can't get it, then he can't get it. Can we blame him?" Old Man Wang said, "We just can't bear to see such a good talent wasted."

"Old Wang, I have something to say to you." Old Man Yang said sternly, "You are a good person in every way, and you have a kind heart, but you are too nerdy. I told you during the war, and you have a lot of things on your hands now. Can you guarantee that your subordinates will think the same way as you? When the time comes, if 500 kilograms is not enough for 600, and 600 is not enough, then 1,000 will be needed. Do you think there are really no people who can farm and hunt in such a big country? Why don't they come out?"

These words were profound and heavy, and they immediately woke up Old Man Wang, who was more inclined to practical work and did not understand enough about the arrogance of his subordinates.

Old Man Yang didn't stop there, and said to Old Man Zheng: "Old Zheng, you are the most radical among us. I tell you, don't do what you want. It's easy to get into trouble. Did you forget the situation last year when the yield per mu was more than 100,000 catties?"

"Uh..." Old man Zheng also turned off the engine.

"Don't look at me. I don't have so many demands." Old Liu saw Old Yang staring at him and said, "They are the ones who are jealous..."

"I don't know you yet. Even though you didn't say anything, I know your inner thoughts best. You are holding it in." Old Man Yang interrupted, "I'm telling you, it won't work. No matter what you want to do, it won't work now. He is alone. Even if he is made of iron, how many nails can he hammer?

"According to what you said, the boy rejected you. Not bad, he is very sober and a good candidate..."

Old man Yang is really powerful in fighting. His words made the three old men stop fighting.

Old Liu wanted to let this topic go, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong in Old Yang's eyes, and suddenly realized, "Good old Yang, you almost fooled me. You are also planning to take advantage of Zeng Wangcai, right?"

"So what?" Old Man Yang said bluntly, "Do you dare to say that what I said just now is wrong? Or what is better than the army? Which unit has better execution ability than the army?

"Get him into the army. If he's really capable, I'll give him a company of soldiers and let him go fishing every day. If he doesn't have that ability, it's no use to him. There's no difference between holding a gun and holding a pen."

Zeng Wangcai never expected that after he passed away, the old men would give him a bumpy golden road.

Is it good to be a soldier?

Good, absolutely good, and it is the best choice for ordinary people now and even in the next few decades.

Generally speaking, serving in the military to defend one's country is an honor;

From a small perspective, being a soldier is safe and allows you to have enough food to eat.

Some people may think that it is nonsense to say that being a soldier is safe, and believe the old saying that good men don’t join the military.

Those are all old news. Being a soldier now is an extremely prestigious thing, and not everyone can do it. You have to have a clean background. Once you become a soldier, you have to wear a big red flower on your chest.

If it is really difficult to understand, you can refer to the experience of Xu Sanduo.

Zeng Wangcai came out of the compound, riding his bicycle, feeling a little resentful.

He was very clear-headed. He had the same opinion as old man Yang. Even though the three old men were in high positions and had great power, it was impossible for them to do everything themselves. Moreover, given their personalities, it would be bad for you to use their names to your advantage. If they found out, you would be in trouble.

Take Fat Zheng for example. I’ve known him for such a long time, but I didn’t even know his family background. He doesn’t look like a kid from a wealthy family at all. He treats his own son like this, so what about other people?

Therefore, he felt that the steel rolling mill was still a better option for now. If he could not make a living in the next few years, he would find a way to learn from Lou Bancheng, go to Hong Kong Island, make a lot of money, and wait until the storm was over and the opportunity came, then come back and be a pig in the wind.

Thinking all the way, Zeng Wangcai returned to Union Hospital. It was already completely dark.

There were many people in the ward where grandma was staying, and most of them were already asleep.

Zeng Wangcai tiptoed into the ward and saw Zhang Xiuzhi napping beside her grandmother's bed. There were two washed lunch boxes on the wooden cabinet beside the bed. No one else was there. They were probably sent back by her grandmother after delivering the meal.

Grandma was also asleep, and Zeng Wangcai did not wake her up, but he woke up Zhang Xiuzhi instead.

The two went out to talk. The Union Hospital was very quiet at night.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked.

"I've eaten, but I'm not full!" Zeng Wangcai glanced outside, "Is grandma okay? You go back first, I'll go find something to eat."

"Yeah!" Zhang Xiuzhi didn't say much. When she went upstairs, she looked back at Zeng Wangcai. She found that Zeng Wangcai was worried about something.

Zeng Wangcai was indeed still thinking about something, wondering whether the three old men would cause any more trouble next.

He was extremely hungry. He hadn't eaten at noon, and neither had he eaten at night. But where could he find food at this hour? He glanced around, but there was no one around.

Just now he saw that there was boiling water in the hospital, so he had an idea - to eat instant noodles.