Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

After the old man left, the army carefully selected a thousand new recruits that night and decided to give them preliminary training to Zhang Jianjun first, and the rest of the personnel would be sent in one after another.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Jianjun could only sigh helplessly, feeling the heavy responsibility on his shoulders and the pressure as heavy as a mountain, almost making him breathless.

Then, he picked up the phone and dialed Mr. Chen's number: "Hello! Is this Mr. Chen? We are running out of medicinal materials. I urgently need you to send another batch so that I can better train the newcomers!"

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Chen responded, "Okay, I understand. I will deliver it tomorrow morning." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jianjun turned off the lights and rested, because there were still many things waiting for him to deal with tomorrow, including training new people and boiling medicinal materials.

When the morning light first appeared, Zhang Jianjun opened his eyes, quickly washed up, and hurried to the training ground. At this time, the 1,000 newly arrived soldiers had already lined up neatly, waiting for his arrival.

However, when they saw Zhang Jianjun, they couldn't help but feel a little contempt for this young instructor. After all, he was less than 20 years old and looked more like a young man who had not experienced the world.

Zhang Jianjun knew that if he didn't show off his skills, these newcomers would not be convinced, so he used the same trick again and asked the ten most capable men to come out and compete with him.

The veterans stood aside, waiting to watch the show with a gloating look on their faces. Because they had been caught in the rain before, they wanted to tear up other people's umbrellas. It was only fair that everyone should get caught in the rain together.

Half an hour later, ten people were lying on the ground. Zhang Jianjun casually dusted himself off and said to everyone with a smile, "Who else is dissatisfied? Stand up!"

After hearing this, no one dared to step forward, after all, the living example was right there.

"Okay then! Since there's no objection, let the veterans lead the new recruits and provide one-on-one guidance. Let's start training now!" After saying that, Zhang Jianjun went to the warehouse. He wanted to cook the medicine.

The training can be handed over to the old team members, so I can take some time off.

Zhang Jianjun got the medicinal materials quickly. After dividing them according to the proportions, he borrowed a dozen large iron pots from the kitchen staff and began to cook the medicine in full swing.

Under the guidance of the old members, the new special forces members also began to rub and rub with iron sand. Rubbing and rubbing! Rubbing on this smooth skin...

The days in the army were always fulfilling and enjoyable. Before we knew it, three months had passed. During this period, the spatial spiritual fields produced a total of 8.64 million kilograms of grain.

Yin Xinyue, Lawrence, and Lou Bancheng also transported nearly one million tons of grain from abroad. With these grains, Zhang Jianjun was full of confidence in the future.

At noon that day, Zhang Jianjun was resting in the dormitory when Elder Chen rushed over in a hurry: "Jianjun! Long time no see! What's wrong with the weather recently? Many places across the country have experienced high temperatures. I really can't stand the heat. Can you see if I'm getting angry?"

Zhang Jianjun was speechless. They were treating him as a free doctor. He was so busy now, training more than 4,000 soldiers by himself, and yet Mr. Chen came to cause trouble for him.

"Let me help you take a look?" Zhang Jianjun still smiled and took hold of Mr. Chen's pulse.

"How is Jianjun? Am I okay?" Old Chen asked hurriedly.

"It's no big deal! It's just that the weather is too hot and you're a little irritated. I'll prescribe some Chinese medicine for you. Just go back and take a few doses and you'll be fine." Zhang Jianjun said.

Elder Chen was embarrassed when he heard this: "Jianjun! Can you please not drink the Chinese medicine? It's too bitter, I really can't drink it!"

Zhang Jianjun scratched his head speechlessly, and thought for a long time before he came up with a recipe: "Okay! Then drink some sour plum soup! When you go back, use 30 grams of black plums, 10 grams of dried tangerine peel, 10 grams of ophiopogon japonicus, licorice, hawthorn, roselle... Forget it, I'll just write it down for you! Give me the paper and pen!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen took out a pen and paper and handed them to Zhang Jianjun.

Soon Zhang Jianjun wrote all the recipes on a piece of paper and handed it to Mr. Chen with a smile.

"Although this sour plum soup is delicious, people with stomach acid should try to drink less. If you feel it is too sour, add some rock sugar according to your taste." Zhang Jianjun warned worriedly.

"Okay! I understand. Are you free tonight? I plan to invite you to my house for dinner and introduce you to some old comrades." Old Chen asked with a smile.

"Okay! I will definitely go tonight!" Zhang Jianjun nodded with a smile.

"Then I'll leave first and won't bother you anymore." Old Chen said and turned away.

When Zhang Jianjun finished his training in the afternoon, Mr. Chen’s driver was already waiting for him in the dormitory.

"I'll be there after I change my clothes." Zhang Jianjun said and went into the dormitory. Five minutes later, he got into the car with two bottles of Moutai and a pack of Huazi cigarettes.

When they arrived at the place, Mr. Chen was already waiting at the door. Seeing Zhang Jianjun carrying something, he said with displeasure, "Why? You have to bring something to my house? Aren't you slapping me in the face?"

Zhang Jianjun immediately smiled and explained: "Well, Mr. Chen, I can't come here empty-handed! It's just a little token of my appreciation!"

Hearing this, Mr. Chen said with a dark face, "Don't do this again in the future. It won't happen again! When you come to my house, it's like coming to your own home. There's no need to do these nonsense things."

Zhang Jianjun nodded hurriedly: "Okay! I won't bring it next time!"

Following Old Chen into the room, Zhang Jianjun was immediately dumbfounded. He saw that the room was already full of people, and all the big guys were waiting for him.

"Kid! Don't be restrained. You've worked hard during this period. I'll ask Old Chen to ask you to come over for a gathering so you can relax." The old man said with a smile.

"Okay!" Zhang Jianjun nodded.

Old Chen smiled and patted his shoulder: "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come and sit down!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun could only sit on the table with an awkward smile on his face.

Today, he actually met these great people in person, whom he had only seen on TV before. How could he not be nervous?

Originally, Zhang Jianjun thought that Mr. Chen asked him to come just to have a meal with his family. If he had known such a big scene today, he would not have come.

"Let me introduce you. This is Comrade Zhang Jianjun, whom I often mentioned to you. Although he is young, he knows a lot of things. He is not only good at martial arts but also knows medical skills and is a good cook!" Old Chen smiled and patted Zhang Jianjun on the shoulder.

"Mr. Chen, you are too polite. I am not that great." Zhang Jianjun immediately said modestly.

"Kid! Being overly modest is hypocrisy. We have all seen your abilities over the past few months. Let's not talk about work today. I will introduce you to these uncles." The old man said with a smile.

"This is your Uncle Zhu, this is your Uncle Zhou, this is your Uncle Deng..." Every time the old man introduced someone, Zhang Jianjun immediately nodded to show his respect.

After this dinner, Zhang Jianjun and the big guys here basically became familiar with each other. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone started chatting about all sorts of things.

Suddenly, Uncle Zhou talked about the weather: "I don't know what happened this year, the weather is very hot and abnormal, which makes it very hard for the farmers in the fields."

Elder Chen also smiled and agreed, "Who said it wasn't! I even went to see Jianjun at noon today and asked him to write me a recipe for sour plum soup. After I drank it, I felt much better."

The old man pretended to be angry and said, "If you have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier? You, Old Chen, are still hiding it."

Old Chen smiled helplessly and could only ask his wife to cook sour plum soup.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Zhang Jianjun finally had the chance to speak: "My fellow uncles, I feel that the weather this time is very abnormal, and it may cause a large-scale drought. We must take precautions in advance!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen immediately became serious and agreed, "Yeah! I think this weather is also very abnormal. We need to make preparations early. After all, it's almost time to harvest wheat."

Everyone present had a heated discussion about the situation, but natural disasters are force majeure after all, and after discussing for a long time, there was no definite and reliable solution.

Just then, Mr. Chen's wife came in with a large pot of sour plum soup. Zhang Jianjun immediately took it and poured a large cup for everyone present.

Everyone was talking until their mouths were dry, so they immediately picked up the iced sour plum soup and drank it directly.

In this hot summer, what could be more enjoyable than a cup of iced sour plum soup?

"It's delicious! I feel like even my irritable mood has improved a lot after drinking it! What's in this sour plum soup?" The old man said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen immediately explained in detail: "There are many things, including black plum, licorice, hawthorn, tangerine peel, ophiopogon japonicus and more than a dozen other good things. They not only relieve heat and quench thirst, but also help digestion."

The old man nodded and said, "This recipe is good. I'll copy one back later."

At this time, Uncle Zhou suddenly asked, "Jianjun, if a drought occurs this time, do you have any good solutions?"

Zhang Jianjun thought for a long time before he spoke: "If there really is a drought, it is beyond our control. The most important thing is to prevent famine after the disaster."

Uncle Zhou nodded approvingly when he heard this: "Jianjun, you are right! After we go back this time, we must take precautions in advance."

They continued chatting for another half an hour. As the sky outside the window gradually darkened, everyone realized that it was getting late, so they stood up and said goodbye and left.

Although Zhang Jianjun knows that this reminder cannot change the fate of everyone, as long as it can make more people aware of the seriousness of the problem, then when the disaster really strikes, the number of hunger and death can be reduced. This is the best effort he can make.

After all, if he talks too much, his secrets will be exposed, and it would be bad if he is treated as a monster.

Zhang Jianjun looked at the people leaving and prayed silently in his heart that they would listen to his advice and be prepared for the future.

As the crowd dispersed, Zhang Jianjun also stood up and said goodbye to Mr. Chen. Sitting in the car, he kept thinking about what to do next.

Soon, Zhang Jianjun returned to his dormitory. He lay on the bed tiredly, thinking back to what happened just now, and reviewed the details of the conversation again to make sure that he did not say anything wrong or leak information that should not be said. Only in this way could he sleep peacefully.

As the days passed, the temperature continued to rise, and Henan Province had not seen any rain for three consecutive months. This was undoubtedly a huge disaster for the agricultural province.

Henan Province has vast land resources and grows a large number of crops, especially important agricultural products such as wheat. However, due to a long period of drought, large areas of wheat in the farmland have begun to wither and dry up, and farmers are facing a serious crisis of reduced production or even total crop failure.

At this critical moment, Uncle Zhou was busy, running around, visiting various disaster-stricken areas to conduct field investigations and understand the local disaster situation. He went deep into the fields, communicated with the farmers, and listened to their difficulties and needs.

At the same time, Uncle Zhou actively mobilized the government's food reserves and organized rescue work to ensure that the basic living needs of the affected people were met.

In the face of this drought, everyone has felt the ruthlessness of nature and the fragility of human beings. But it is precisely in such difficult times that people need to unite as one, face challenges together, and find solutions to problems.

One day, Zhang Jianjun had just returned to the dormitory when a phone call came in. He picked up the phone and asked, "Hello! Hello, who are you?"

Lou Bancheng's voice rang out on the phone: "It's me, Jianjun's nephew. You were right. The disaster has really come!"

Zhang Jianjun said seriously, "Uncle Lou! Didn't I tell you a long time ago? So you didn't believe me all along?"

Lou Bancheng hurriedly explained: "How could that be possible! Jianjun, if I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have bought so much food. I'm just a little surprised!"

Zhang Jianjun's tone softened after hearing this: "By the way, Uncle Lou, is there something you want to talk to me about this time?"

Lou Bancheng smiled and stated his purpose: "Nothing, just to ask when you will sell the grain? And when will I leave for Hong Kong Island?"

Zhang Jianjun thought for a moment before answering, "Don't worry! We still have some food reserves to deal with the emergency. Let's wait until next year! There's no rush for you to go to Hong Kong Island either. I'll tell you before we leave."

Lou Bancheng smiled and said, "Okay! I'll follow your instructions!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jianjun came to the space spiritual field and began to check the situation of the fish, shrimps, crabs, turtles and other animals in the lake. It was only in recent months that he remembered that there was a lake in his spiritual field. It would be a waste of resources if he did not make use of it, so he bought several thousand kilograms of aquatic animals and put them into the lake.

After using his X-ray vision to take a look around, Zhang Jianjun nodded with satisfaction: "Yes! Not bad, these fish, shrimps and crabs are all fat and strong. I just wonder how the fish raised in this spiritual spring taste! I'll catch a few to try when the time comes."

Afterwards, Zhang Jianjun went to the farm again and was shocked by the scene in front of him. The original ten rabbits had now grown to thousands. He had to admire the reproductive ability of rabbits.