Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

In the corner of the truck bed, a huge golden pumpkin was revealed, which stunned Chen Hong.

He quickly called for people to lift up all the tarpaulins, revealing a cart full of pumpkins.

All I saw were giant pumpkins near the corners of the truck bed, each one looking like a wheel.

"Is this a pumpkin? This is the first time I've seen such a big pumpkin."

"My goodness, this one must be about 20 to 30 kilograms, right?"

"How did the pumpkin grow so big?"

“Incredible…”

The soldiers talked about it as if they had seen something strange.

Pumpkins were introduced to China very early, but the current varieties are relatively limited.

When Zeng Wangcai was looking for seeds in the space, he was careful to find varieties that had high yields, were cold-resistant and drought-resistant, and would not grow too large.

He remembered that when the pumpkin was finally cultivated, it could weigh several hundred kilograms or even a thousand kilograms.

The variety he found originated from a hybrid variety of Hulunbuir, which perfectly met the above conditions. Each one is not large, weighing only a few kilograms or so.

But one kind of rice can feed a hundred kinds of people, and it is normal for some pumpkins planted in the field to grow huge.

In order to make the truck look better and easier to load, Xie An loaded the big pumpkins onto the truck bed, especially in the corners.

After admiring the pumpkins, Chen Hong arranged for someone to take Xie An to dinner. He knew that what Zeng Wangcai said must be true. The troops were about to set off, so people had to have enough food to eat.

"Notify the kitchen team and let the comrades eat better, including meat." Chen Hong asked two soldiers to hold the largest-looking pumpkin, and at the same time instructed the orderly to take Xie An and others to eat.

Afterwards, Chen Hong did not dare to stop. He ordered the soldiers to follow him, holding the pumpkin and jogging all the way.

Arriving at Old Man Yang's residence, Chen Hong asked the retirement security guard to report, but before the guard turned around, the light in Old Man Yang's room came on.

"Is that Chen Hong? Is the car here?" asked old man Yang, who was not asleep at all.

"Commander, the car is here, and the pumpkin is here too." Chen Hong suppressed his excitement, "Come out and take a look. This pumpkin is the biggest pumpkin I have ever seen."

"Big pumpkin? How big can a pumpkin be..." Old man Yang opened the door and was speechless when he saw the pumpkin held by two soldiers. He couldn't say the rest of the sentence.

"Commander, this is the biggest pumpkin." Chen Hong rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "The other pumpkins are also big. A truckload of them weighs 10,000 kilograms. This pumpkin is probably 50 kilograms."

My God, could this really be an immortal seed?

Old Man Yang walked forward and touched the golden pumpkin, knocked it and smelled it, confirming that it was a pumpkin.

"Don't eat this melon!" Old Man Yang ordered, "Go call Zeng Wangcai and get ready to go. Also, notify the military newspaper people to prepare their equipment and go with us."

"Yes, Chief!" Chen Hong stood at attention and saluted.

Good omen, good omen!

This pumpkin is a treasure. No one is allowed to eat it. It must be reported and shipped to the city of Beijing.

Seeing that the harvest was almost certain, Old Man Yang began to think about the next step.

what is the problem?

Boost morale, publicize vigorously, and let people know that although life is hard, there is still hope.

After a while Zeng Wangcai came, looking sleepy. Unlike Old Man Yang, he knew the story was true and was not worried.

"You really have a broad mind." Seeing Zeng Wangcai's expression, Old Man Yang said with a smile, "It's a good thing to be able to sleep. You've worked hard. After this, take a good rest for a few days. I'll give you a holiday and you can go back to Sijiu City."

Uh......

Zeng Wangcai woke up. Is the old man so easy to talk to?

Suddenly, he saw the pumpkin!

"Fuck!" Zeng Wangcai was shocked when he saw the big pumpkin. "It's so big? Didn't they say it weighs only about ten pounds?"

"That's strange. You got the seeds yourself, didn't you know?" Old man Yang's eyes were as sharp as knives.

Old man Yang is not an ordinary person. He was born into a peasant family, and from his current position, he looks at things from a different perspective than most people.

Chen Hong and his friends only saw the harvest, but what he saw were the seeds.

Obviously, this seed is different from the current pumpkin seeds and has an incredibly high yield. It would be a great thing if the seeds could be promoted.

Therefore, these pumpkins are treasures in the eyes of Old Man Yang.

"I don't know." Zeng Wangcai obviously also realized the problem, and said, "The seeds were given by the seed station, and the land was cultivated by Xie An and his team. I just provided some ideas for farming."

"Really?" Old Man Yang asked meaningfully. He knew very well that there were many strange things about his soldier, but he was unwilling to say it.

He didn't ask any more questions!

After a while, people from the military newspaper came and visited the big pumpkin, each of them wondering how there could be such a big pumpkin.

Then Old Man Yang led the team and everyone returned to the training ground to witness the 10,000-pound pumpkin together.

Seeing the size of these pumpkins, Old Man Yang was certain that these seeds were unusual, so he gave a speech before the departure: "Comrades from the military newspaper, please take the trouble to follow us. You need to write a detailed manuscript. I will personally review it after it is finished.

"Chen Hong, these pumpkins are very important and precious. Order them to be kept well and not eaten. I will deal with them when I come back..."

In the crowd, Xie An, who had just returned, was dumbfounded. Pumpkin is a treasure?

He nervously walked up to Zeng Wangcai and said, "Platoon Leader, this is not good!"

"What's wrong?" Zeng Wangcai was thinking about the seeds, wondering if the pumpkin seeds would still be so productive if passed down to the next generation, and he didn't pay attention to Xie An.

Xie An leaned over to whisper in his ear: "The commander just said that pumpkin is a treasure and cannot be eaten. What does this mean?"

"Just save the seeds!" Zeng Wangcai said disapprovingly, "But pumpkin seeds are just pumpkin seeds, it doesn't matter, you can still eat them when the time comes."

"Ah?" Xie An was shocked. "We are feeding pigs with pumpkins..."

"..."

Zeng Wangcai was numb. He could imagine that if Old Man Yang saw the soldiers feeding pumpkins to pigs, he would be furious.

"Hurry up and inform them to stop!"

Damn, pigs eat better than humans.

"Platoon leader, there is no radio. You have to notify them about this."

"Wait a minute, I'll find..."

The two were whispering to each other when Old Man Yang finished speaking. He had been paying attention to Zeng Wangcai for a long time. After he finished speaking, he came over and interrupted quietly: "What are you notifying? Who are you notifying?"

"Uh..." Zeng Wangcai was startled and smiled awkwardly: "Nothing, my stomach..."

"Get out of here and get in the car!" Old man Yang smelled an unusual smell.

Zeng Wangcai walked towards the truck with a bitter face, but was turned back by the vigilant old man Yang: "Take my car and keep me company while you talk."

Zeng Wangcai's face suddenly became even more bitter. He felt like he was on a company team-building trip and was sitting next to his boss when he set out.

The team set off, and the convoy drove towards the Miyun Reservoir in a mighty manner. This was the first time that Old Man Yang visited Zeng Wangcai's base.

After running all night, it was dawn.

In the early morning light, the convoy arrived at the Miyun Reservoir. The road was difficult to travel on and overgrown with weeds.

"Commander, let's get off here." Zeng Wangcai said with ulterior motives, "It's not far, let's walk in. It's hard to park inside..."

Zeng Wangcai also came up with the idea of ​​making parking difficult. But this was the 1960s, and there were no markings on the ground, nor was there any smart parking.

"There's something wrong with you, kid!" Old man Yang chuckled, but still got out of the car.

Get off the bus and walk, and the team behind you will organize and follow.

The base developed by Zeng Wangcai is a peninsula. The wasteland reclaimed by the soldiers is at Warehouse No. 2, which is on the other side of the water fork, opposite the base. There is no land, only vegetable fields, when you enter from where Zeng Wangcai and his team got off the car.

"Wow, cucumber..." Before entering the base, Zeng Wangcai saw a patch of lush green vines and jumped down immediately.

Green cucumbers, without any pollution.

He picked a few cucumbers and handed one to Old Man Yang: "Chief, eat it. It's my treat. We grew all of these. We wouldn't take a single needle or thread from the common people."

Old man Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took the cucumber and took a bite. It was crispy.

Zeng Wangcai entered the base while eating a melon, and what he worried about came true.

It was the time to feed the pigs at the base. The fifty-odd pigs were precious. To save trouble, several soldiers came to the pigpen, each holding a pumpkin...

"Yes... the platoon leader is back!"

"Comrades, the platoon leader is back!"

The soldier on guard discovered that Zeng Wangcai had returned and happily informed the entire base.

When the soldiers holding pumpkins heard this, they turned around quickly. It was the platoon leader, and... the chief.

Go and greet them quickly!

Under the watchful eyes of Old Man Yang, they threw the pumpkin into the pigpen.

The pumpkin fell with a crisp sound, and Old Man Yang's heart was broken.

He didn't bother to follow the soldiers and rushed to the pigpen alone. As a result, he felt even more heartbroken because the second brothers were happily eating the yellow pumpkin!

What a sin! Pigs eat better than humans!