Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Yan Bugui leaned on Xu Damao's shoulder and took a look at the bathroom, and he was also stunned.

The bathroom designed by Zeng Wangcai is separated into dry and wet areas. In the innermost corner there is a wooden barrel for bathing. Behind it is a shower system that no one is familiar with. It is called a system, but in fact it is just a shower head.

Then there is the squat toilet and washbasin.

The squat toilet is okay, but how could Xu Damao and Yan Bugui ever enjoy the bathing system?

There are roughly two types of toilets nowadays. One is like the public toilet outside the courtyard house, with a vertical squat toilet and a cesspool at the back, which does not need to be flushed after use. The other is a large-scale toilet, like the one in a steel rolling mill, with a long ditch where people squat to defecate, and there is a faucet on the top that can be opened to flush when needed.

As for the toilets in the back, in the winter, some people would do something bad. They would light a fire in the pool in front and then flush the water. The fire could burn from one end to the other and they could roast countless chickens.

Bathing is also different. Nowadays, people bathe in a room, using a large basin for sitting and then a basin of water for washing. Or they go to a bathhouse to bathe, but that costs money.

"This..., it would be so comfortable to take a bath in winter." Xu Damao murmured, "Brother Wangcai is too thoughtful. He uses a bucket to soak in winter and stands here to take a shower in summer. It's so comfortable. No, we have to prepare a set of heights as well."

As for Yan Bugui, he didn't have the capital and could only express envy and be speechless.

However, no one could have imagined that the core of Zeng Wangcai's design was actually heating, which is not used in summer.

Later, everyone looked at Zeng’s bathroom, and their cognition was overturned, and they were envious.

At first, everyone envied Zeng Wangcai’s golden nanmu furniture, and later they envied the changes in their lives that Zeng Wangcai’s ideas brought.

Those who have the conditions, like Xu Damao, will go and talk to Lei Daqiang on the spot about making some changes to their own homes. Whenever Xu Damao makes a move, Sha Zhu will follow suit.

If you don't have the conditions, you can only watch. In winter, your butt will freeze when you go to the toilet, and in summer, your meat will marinate when you go to the toilet.

Why do I say marinated meat? Because the smell of public toilets in the summer is absolutely addictive. If you stay in there for a little longer, you will come out with the smell of the toilet on your body. It's marinated.

After today's visit, the Zeng family's life has become a benchmark for everyone and an object of imitation for everyone.

We can't afford good wood, so let's do something else and build a small toilet, okay?

However, only a small number of people whose families are not short of housing would have this idea. People like Yan Bugui can only envy and go to public toilets honestly. Others dare not even think about it.

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The scorching sun baked the earth golden and people black.

Xie An, who became the temporary leader of the Special Operations Team, looked like he had just come out of a coal mine. His skin was dark and he followed Zeng Youhuo with a worried look on his face. "Uncle, what should we do? What will our pigs eat? And when will the platoon leader come back? We can't even store the pumpkins any more, and the potatoes and soybeans are about to be harvested..."

Xie An is now facing a great trouble, a very happy trouble.

Because the harvest was good, the yield per mu was so high that he couldn't imagine it. Because the pigs were too fat, there was nothing left to eat, and it was time to kill them for meat, but he didn't dare to kill them without orders...

Before Zeng Wangcai left, he gave Xie An five kinds of seeds. In addition, he asked the military district for thirty piglets and a number of chickens and ducks of varying sizes.

For the sake of the future, Zeng Wangcai has put in a lot of effort. He doesn't know how productive the seeds he produced are now, and there will be no space material support after he leaves, so he cannot guarantee meat dishes, so he made these by-products.

This made Xie An and his colleagues very busy, especially in the first two months, when there was nothing in the fields to feed the pigs. They had to go all over the mountains to collect grass for the fifty or so pigs.

Later, the situation improved when sweet potato leaves came out. People ate the leaves, and pigs also ate the leaves.

There are more than fifty pigs, more than twenty of which were raised last year. They are already fat and can be slaughtered, but we dare not.

Now there is a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes every day, but the leaves are left to eat, so feeding the pigs has become a problem.

Zeng Youhuo walked around the pigpen and walked worriedly to the temporary warehouse No. 3 next door.

Why do we need Warehouse No. 3? Because there is a good harvest of pumpkins.

Zeng Youhuo and Xie An both knew that this small 200-acre land would definitely produce a good harvest, but they didn't know it would be this good.

Looking at the golden pumpkins piled up like a mountain, Zeng You said angrily, "Comrade Xie, do you think the troops have achieved the goal set by Wangcai?"

Zeng Wangcai set a goal of a harvest of 240,000 kilograms, not counting pigs and other things, just 240,000 kilograms.

"Uncle, I can guarantee that it will definitely exceed that." Xie An patted his chest and said, "Look at this pumpkin, we are still harvesting it, and we harvest it every day. According to this trend, the yield per mu is definitely more than 5,000 catties. This item alone is 150,000 catties..."

There are five kinds of crops, and each of them is planted on about 30 acres. The remaining land is used to grow vegetables, such as peppers, peanuts, cucumbers, etc. A lot of seasonal crops are planted. Now the troops eat so fresh food every day.

The tomatoes in the field have not yet started to harvest because they were planted a little late. The other soybeans have turned yellow, the sweet potatoes are starting to be harvested slowly, and there is also a potato that should be harvested.

Xie An is now suffering from a shortage of manpower. The soldiers are harvesting every day, happily harvesting, but it still seems slow.

"If you ask me, pumpkins should be the most abundant. We can use the pumpkins to feed the pigs. Pigs can't eat much anyway, so we can save manpower and focus on the harvest." Zeng Youhuo made a bold decision.

Xie An hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to listen to Zeng Youhuo: "Okay, let's do it this way. We'll talk about the rest after the platoon leader comes back."

Although he had made the decision, Zeng Youhuo was still crying in his heart: What a sin! Feeding pumpkins to pigs, will God strike me down? Nephew, why don’t you come back? Your uncle is just a farmer and can’t make such a big decision. Why do the pumpkins you made look like they exploded? They are so beautiful...

The reason why Xie An was willing to listen to Zeng Youhuo's advice was that he was sincerely helped. In the past few months, Xie An's people were not good at hunting or fishing, and the completion of the task almost entirely depended on the help of Zeng Youhuo and Xiaohu, so that they could farm with peace of mind.

Zeng Youhuo did not mention a word about the original purchase.

This contribution was huge, so Xie An came to ask Zeng Youhuo how to choose between feeding the pigs and ensuring the harvest.

After making the decision, Zeng Youhuo continued to suggest: "Comrade Xiao Xie, shouldn't we send supplies to the troops in the next two days? I think we should send pumpkins, 10,000 kilograms of pumpkins, and nothing else. By the way, you can ask when your platoon leader will be back. If you don't know, I suggest you ask your superiors for help. If it rains and the food rots in the fields, we will be guilty."

Food cannot be wasted, but Xie An did not receive orders from Zeng Wangcai and did not know what to do with it.

Zeng Youhuo was really worried from a farmer's perspective and thought that the army should send people to help with the harvest.

At the same time, their long-missed platoon leader, their nephew, had already boarded a green train and then a bus, and was on his way back to the military headquarters...