"We used to produce only 5 units of penicillin, which was not as effective as imported ones. Now we can produce 20 units of penicillin, which is the same as imported ones. The effect is the same!"

Zhao Yiming excitedly introduced and explained to Qiu Heyun in detail the advantages of the penicillin injection in front of him.

"Good good!"

After listening to Zhao Yiming's introduction, Qiu Heyun said three good words in a row.

"Mr. Zhao, you have done a great job this time! We can finally produce our own penicillin injections and no longer have to be harvested by foreigners!"

"Minister Qiu, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. We can only produce this much penicillin injection this time."

"It is still very difficult to collect penicillin from nature. It will take some time for us to mass-produce penicillin injections."

Zhao Yiming informed Qiu Heyun of the current situation. It is still being produced in the laboratory. If they want to mass-produce it, they need to cultivate better green plum mushroom strains.

"There's no rush. We've waited for several years, so we're not afraid to wait a little longer. As long as you can achieve mass production, that's fine."

Qiu Heyun originally wanted to continue to plunder the Penicillium in the old city so that Zhao Yiming and others could continue to produce penicillin injections. After all, producing one more bottle could save one more life.

However, mobilizing too many troops would have a negative impact.

After considering it, he decided to report to his superiors whether to implement this plan.

In order to prove that there was no fraud, Zhao Yiming and others discussed and decided to open the remaining penicillin crystals and show the whole process of making penicillin injection in front of Qiu Heyun.

After witnessing the manufacturing process with his own eyes, Qiu Heyun was even more shocked.

It was finally confirmed that Zhao Yiming and others did not commit fraud.

........

Lin Changqing's side.

It was already dark, and there were few pedestrians on the road, so Xiao Zhong started walking a little faster than during the day.

Lin Changqing felt helpless as he came back late.

Most of the shops are closed now, and you can’t buy anything even if you want to.

I can only buy a gift for my sister next time.

Thinking that there were still some steamed buns left from what he had made in the morning, Lin Changqing decided to give them as gifts.

Along the way, Lin Changqing was not idle and chatted with Xiao Zhong.

Xiao Zhong also didn't expect that Lin Changqing had many different understandings of military affairs from his own.

While it opened his eyes, it also made him realize that his military level still needed to be improved.

He found some of Lin Changqing's opinions and suggestions very useful.

"Comrade Changqing, can I write up your opinions and submit them to the military?"

"Of course, as long as it is useful to the military, you can write whatever you want."

Lin Changqing didn't mind. He was bored, so he taught Xiao Zhong some military skills.

After communicating with Lin Changqing, Xiao Zhong discovered that Lin Changqing's military ability was unfathomable.

His intuition told him that if he went against Lin Changqing, he would definitely be the one to die.

Xiao Zhong was greatly shocked by his ability in both literature and martial arts.

When the car arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Zhong was still reluctant to see Lin Changqing off the car.

He wished the time was longer so that he could learn more knowledge.

The car arrived again, causing another sensation; however, because it was night, residents of other courtyards did not dare to come out to watch.

But in the morning, two cars arrived at Courtyard No. 95, and the news had already spread throughout Tongluo Hutong.

After the car left, many people came to Courtyard No. 95 to inquire.

However, the aunties in the courtyard were not stupid and did not reveal any useful information.

Rather, I've found the wrong place.

Obviously, the others didn't believe it at all and just wanted to know who the leader was visiting!

Although no useful information was obtained, rumors spread that someone living in Courtyard No. 95 was a relative of a senior leader.

As a result, the entire alley began to envy the residents of Courtyard No. 95.

The workers who came back at noon were greeted with enthusiastic conversation by other courtyard residents, which made them feel very strange.

After inquiring in detail, I found out that a high-ranking leader had come to my courtyard.

After undergoing ideological transformation, they were not excited about the arrival of the leader, so they did not put on a proud attitude.

Under normal circumstances, no matter what they said, they would brag about it to everyone.

Now, they won’t.

The leader is here, but he’s not looking for you, so why are you so excited?

After Lin Changqing got off the car, he found that the gate of the courtyard was ajar. After sensing with his mental power, he knew what was going on.

It turned out that they had already held a meeting of the whole institute.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of people talking.

With such noise, no wonder I can't hear the sound of cars.

Lin Changqing didn't blame them for not welcoming him.

He is not a big shot and does not need to be welcomed. What he wants most is to come back quietly.

After Lin Changqing went in, he didn't say anything and went to see how the meeting went.

Since his movements made no sound, no one noticed that he came back.

Hiding behind the crowd, looking at the people presiding over the meeting, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui, all old acquaintances!

Lin Changqing didn't care. They had all undergone ideological transformation, and they were able to be fair and just in holding meetings and listen to the opinions of the masses.

It's the same no matter who hosts it.

At this time, Lin Changqing heard Yi Zhonghai's speech.

"The morning problems have been solved. We decided to start the class at 7:30 every evening to teach everyone to read."

"Teacher Yan will teach you for one hour every night. During normal times, you can ask your own school-age children for guidance at home."

"The ancients have a very good idiom, 'Don't be ashamed to ask questions from those who are lower in status and knowledge than you,' which means that you should not feel ashamed to ask for advice from those who are lower in status and knowledge than you. You should not feel ashamed to ask your own children for advice."

"Most of us are illiterate, so isn't it right for us to ask the literate children for advice?"

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, someone agreed.

"Master Yi is right. I can't read a single word, but my child can read. If I want to learn, shouldn't I ask the educated child?"

"I won't feel ashamed. As long as it helps me learn to read and improve my cultural level, what's wrong with asking the child?"

"Yes! If someone feels ashamed and doesn't learn, they will still be embarrassed in the end! When we learn and become knowledgeable and cultured, you will be the only one left who is illiterate, and that will be even more embarrassing."

"Hahaha....."

Everyone laughed.

Then, Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong all spoke and arranged the plan for the literacy class clearly.

"Do you have any good suggestions? Think about how to learn to read faster!"

Yan Bugui did not put on airs just because he was a teacher.

It is true that he is a teacher, but he is not omnipotent, and teaching also requires feedback from students.

He discovered his problem in class today.

When he taught, he just read from the textbook, following the routine, without any new ideas, and the students were bored.

I also feel that this is not going to work.

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