Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Lou Xiao'e was extremely bored in the backyard, so she dragged her mother to watch the fun.

Someone came to tell Zhang Xiuzhi that Zeng Wangcai had returned, and Tan Yali heard it and told Lou Zhenhua.

Lou Zhenhua thought that this was a good opportunity to thank the boss for his help before, and maybe he would even have a chance to meet the big boss.

With this thought in mind, Lou Zhenhua and his family appeared in front of Zeng Wangcai.

"Zeng Wangcai, it's really you." Lou Zhenhua came out and saw Old Man Liu. He was shocked and pulled himself together, pretending to meet him by chance. "I thought it was you when we were in the car earlier, but I didn't expect it was really you. When did you come back?"

"Uncle Lou, haha, what a coincidence!" Zeng Wangcai stood up and greeted him, said what a coincidence, and then nothing else happened.

To be honest, Zeng Wangcai didn't expect Lou Zhenhua to come to the Siheyuan, and bring his wife and daughter with him.

Now he knew without thinking that the big cat had been shot and the news had been leaked. Lou Zhenhua should be coming for Old Man Liu.

"What a coincidence!" Because Zeng Wangcai did not respond or introduce, Lou Zhenhua was a little embarrassed, "I came to see Xu Damao's house. He is renovating it."

"Oh, you're going to look at the house. Great!" Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "You haven't seen it yet? Let me take you there. Our yard is quite messy, and we're slaughtering pigs today. When you came out of the middle yard just now, did you not find anyone or..."

"Uh......"

"It's okay, I'll take you there, go go go!"

Zeng Wangcai took the initiative to take Lou Zhenhua back, making Lou Zhenhua's efforts in vain.

Zeng Wangcai returned to the backyard and sat down again, then said goodbye and left.

"This Zeng Wangcai is so ignorant!" Tan Yali said angrily, "He didn't even introduce him to us. This is too much."

"It's not that he's being too much, it's that we can't fit in." Lou Zhenhua said with a wry smile, "You didn't understand the situation. Those two leaders are not ordinary people. The one on the left is the head of the First Ministry of Machine Building, and the one on the right is the head of the Ministry of Agriculture. When they saw us, they just glanced at us and continued to talk to the man with a panicked face. You know, we can't fit in at all.

"Zeng Wangcai is a talented person. He saw what the two leaders meant, so he stopped me. Actually, it was because I was not good enough. When leaders of this level appeared in this occasion, I shouldn't have gone over. Sigh..."

Lou Zhenhua is superior to ordinary people. Even when he goes to the steel rolling mill, he can sit on equal footing with Yang Weiguo, Li Huaide and others. However, when he really meets high-level leaders, he is still not good enough.

He knew that among the businessmen, only a small group of people stood in line early and gained some status within the system after paying a certain price.

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When Old Man Liu saw Zeng Wangcai coming back, he laughed and said, "You have a lot of connections, and you know a lot of people. He must be here for you."

"What you said is not right!" Zeng Wangcai sat down and said, "I came here for you two, don't try to trick me. You two continue chatting, I'll work and get some fruit for you to eat."

Zeng Wangcai went into the house and brought out a table. He cut the watermelon that had been soaked in water and also bought two kilograms of cherry tomatoes and brought them out together.

The five people continued to talk while eating melons around the table.

Old Man Liu and the other man had eaten it before, so they were not surprised. However, Secretary Wang was worried, so he ate without any appetite.

Halfway through eating the melon, the topic returned to the pig. Old Man Liu and the other man said that Zeng Wangcai was going too far by killing a pig just for today.

"But, not at all!" Zeng Wangcai put down the watermelon rind, wiped his mouth and said, "There are so many people here. Besides, we will take some away later. The village chief will take some back. No one in the city or the village has eaten meat for a long time. More than 300 kilograms of meat is nothing."

The words "We haven't eaten meat for a long time" made Old Man Zheng and Secretary Wang lower their heads.

Both of them, one older and one younger, are working to feed the common people. This is a manifestation of their conscience.

Zeng Wangcai saw this and struck while the iron was hot: "In fact, raising pigs is very easy. If the land is well planted, the pigs can be raised well. In our place, the pigs eat sweet potato vines at first, and then the pumpkins grow up. They can eat pumpkins and sweet potatoes..."

Secretary Wang's face turned red, he was angry and guilty.

The Maihe Commune he managed was not large, but it had more than 20 production brigades and tens of thousands of acres of arable land and farmland, all of which were good land with good qualifications.

As a result, the number of pigs his brigade could raise every year was not large.

The reason is very simple. The land is used to grow crops, and the amount of grain to be handed in every year is tight. Even the food rations for the members cannot be guaranteed, so how can we take care of the pigs?

However, Secretary Wang also has something to be proud of. The grain distribution of Maihe Public has never made any mistakes and has completed the tasks assigned by superiors every year.

"Our place is different from yours!" Secretary Wang held it in for a long time before finally saying this.

This sentence seems simple, but it actually gets to the root of the problem.

There is no freedom in the commune. There are too many rules and regulations. Farmers are restricted in their work. How can they grow good crops?

Zeng Wangcai naturally understood what Secretary Wang meant and urged him, "So let's make some changes. Zengzhuang's cultivated land and manpower will remain the same. We will only change the division of responsibilities. You tell us how much grain Zengzhuang should pay next season, and we will complete that amount. Everything else will remain the same. The members will remain the members, and the brigade will remain the brigade. We will all accept the management of the commune."

What good tricks can Zeng Wangcai have? He is just standing on the shoulders of pioneers of later generations.

No one dared to bring up such a big topic as the production responsibility system now, as it would take another 20 years for it to take root, so he made some changes, changing individuals into production teams, so that the basic framework remained unchanged.

"It's easy to say, but if we fail to complete the task and hand over all the grain, the members will have nothing to eat, and the commune will have to cover the cost!" Secretary Wang whispered, "Can our commune just watch the members starve to death?"

"Secretary Wang, what's the difference between the members starving to death now? Tell me!" Zeng Wangcai continued to seize Secretary Wang's conscience and said, "Each person is given half a pound of food a day. My God, they are farmers, doing such heavy work every day, what can half a pound of food eat? There is no oil or water. In the morning, half a pound of food is used up when you walk from home to the field. Look at our soldiers, who can't eat 20 steamed buns in one meal?"

Secretary Wang's face, which had just gotten better, turned red again.

In fact, Zeng Wangcai knew that the responsibility did not lie at all with Secretary Wang, but at this critical juncture, he could only attack this point.

Seeing that Secretary Wang was a little bit loose, Zeng Wangcai threw out his trump card: "Secretary Wang, how about this? Uncle Liu and Uncle Zheng will guarantee me. If something goes wrong, and your commune doesn't cover the loss, I will cover it. I will also reclaim some wasteland. With my current production, there will be absolutely no problem for me to cover the loss for Zengzhuang."

"Wait a minute, it's no problem for me to endorse you, but you have to agree to one condition." Old Man Zheng interrupted.

"Uncle Zheng, do you feel guilty for saying this?" Zeng Wangcai was unhappy.

Damn, a comrade in the trench suddenly stabbed me in the back, what kind of thing is this?

Who am I doing this for?

I'm doing this for...myself, and to take care of the village at the same time...haha!

"What are you so anxious about?" Old Man Liu immediately said, "Look at you, why are you so anxious? You should listen to what Uncle Zheng said. You're so anxious before he even said a word."

Old man Zheng held a small tomato in his hand, his eyes sparkling, "It's fine for you to open up the wasteland, it's fine for you to provide a guarantee for the production team, and it's fine for us two old men to endorse you, but you only have about thirty people.

"Our conditions are very simple. We will add more people to you..."