Scholars in the courtyard

Soon, Han Sanfeng handed the information to An Zhongsheng after reading it to the end, and then he was alone in deep thought, silent, at a loss.

After a while, An Zhongsheng also finished reading it, and Han Sanfeng asked, "Minister Yang, who gave this plan?"

"I, I wrote all the plans."

Yang Xiaotao did not hide it and admitted it directly.

Han Sanfeng was a little unsure.

"Minister Yang, forgive me for being blunt, we have studied the production of high-purity silicon so far, and it is also in the research stage abroad. Are you serious about the method you gave?"

In response to Han Sanfeng's suspicion, Yang Xiaotao just took a sip of the water cup on the table, then put it down without explaining.

Some things become more and more confusing the more you explain them.

Especially things that are explained by lying.

And now, Yang Xiaotao's identity can save him a lot of explanations.

After all, not everyone dares to question Yang Xiaotao now.

"Director Han, if you can't figure it out, it's you."

"It doesn't mean I can't do it."

Han Sanfeng was stunned, then closed his mouth and stopped talking.

An Zhongsheng, who had always been quiet, also quietly lowered his head.

Because the person in front of him was qualified to say this.

"Now that you have finished reading, I will assign the work."

Yang Xiaotao did not give the two too much time to think about it, and directly gave the order.

"Director Han, your institute will select some personnel to form an experimental group to be responsible for method research."

"Old An, you will take some people from the Alloy Research Institute to be responsible for the actual operation."

"See if the machines involved here can be made. If not, you can try to buy them back."

"In short, we must organize people as soon as possible, and then find a place to start working."

Yang Xiaotao said so, and the two had no choice but to accept the order immediately.

"Guarantee to complete the task."

After leaving the office, Han Sanfeng picked up the high-purity silicon plan again, flipped through it again, and then said to An Zhongsheng, "Old An, what do you think about this?"

"I'll stand and watch."

An Zhongsheng said jokingly. Seeing that Han Sanfeng was a little unhappy, An Zhongsheng hurriedly stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Old Han, you just came and haven't worked with Yang Bu for a long time, so it's normal that you don't understand some things."

"This Yang Bu usually doesn't fight a battle without confidence."

"Since this time he took out the research method of high-purity silicon, it means that he is really sure to take it out."

At this point, An Zhongsheng asked curiously, "Old Han, what exactly is this high-purity silicon."

"I see that it is quartz stone and chlorine gas. What is it used for?"

Although An Zhongsheng read the contents of the plan, he still didn't quite understand what high-purity silicon was.

It was a good time to ask Han Sanfeng.

Hearing An Zhongsheng's question, Han Sanfeng briefly explained the application of high-purity silicon.

"This high-purity silicon is a carrier. You can carve it on it, and then place various electrical components on it to make it an integrated circuit."

"Integrated circuit?"

"Yes, it is an integrated circuit. It can process various electrical messages. This circuit has many advantages over transistors."

"Small size, fast processing, not too much energy consumption, etc."

"In other words, with this integrated circuit, we can upgrade computers and make more efficient and better computers."

"This will be a great technological change."

Han Sanfeng became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he saw a bright future.

However, reality still made him calm down.

Facing An Zhongsheng's joy, Han Sanfeng told him what he had done before in the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building.

"This thing is not easy to make, and it costs a lot of money."

But An Zhongsheng didn't listen at all. Instead, he was a little excited. "Mr. Yang handed it to us, which means that our chance to make meritorious deeds has come."

Han Sanfeng opened his mouth wide after hearing this. He didn't expect An Zhongsheng to trust Yang Xiaotao so much.

"By the way, last year I heard that because of the helicopter department, the art performance of our Red Star Machinery Factory was not held."

"But this year Director Yang said that the art performance must be held well. Whoever contributes more will get more honors."

"Old Han, I thought it would be the group of people from the Biochemical Research Institute who won the first prize."

"Now, I think your Computer Research Institute can compete."

Han Sanfeng was also tempted.

You know, the selected ones are not only to get generous benefits, but more importantly, honors.

And this is the honor of the Ninth Machinery Department, even if it is taken at the national level, it is also well-known.

"You are right, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts."

"We set up the research institute in the Ninth Department not to mess around and be a good man."

"In this case, we have to compete."

Han Sanfeng said with fighting spirit.

When he came to the Ninth Department before, he felt a different feeling in it.

But he never knew what this feeling was.

It was not until today, after this incident, that he found the answer.

That is trust.

In these nine departments, everyone is full of confidence, even if they don’t know what it is, they still work hard and persevere.

The people in the Ordnance Research Institute, after hearing Yang Xiaotao say that he wanted to study the automatic ammunition feeder, buried themselves in tank data all day long, working day and night.

They never thought about what would happen if this thing was useless.

They never thought about why Yang Xiaotao asked them to do it.

Because they trusted any decision of Yang Xiaotao.

There was also the United Star Research Institute, where they were studying titanium-rhenium alloy. Even though it had been made, Yang Xiaotao said there was still room for improvement, so a group of people ran back and forth between the headquarters and the steel mill.

And

There were many other studies, including the research on portable calculators that had been assigned to him.

Now Liu Yongqiang and Wang Kun have their own separate research rooms, and Yang Xiaotao has also handed over several students to them.

Those students are said to be from Yangjiazhuang, which shows how much Yang Xiaotao values ​​them.

And the two of them worked hard as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

So, Han Sanfeng realized why these people worked so hard.

Because they all trusted Yang Xiaotao and wanted to follow him.

And Yang Xiaotao also proved with practical actions and results that their trust was not wrong.

At the same time, Yang Xiaotao also used real rewards to tell them that following him was not wrong.

Success after success, pride after pride, let this trust continue to accumulate and strengthen.

Now, this trust has become their instinct.

It has become the belief in their hearts.

Just like the generals loved by soldiers in ancient times, with one order, thousands of people will die without regrets!

And in these nine departments, in the eyes of these researchers, Yang Xiaotao is the general who leads them to charge into battle.

This is the charm of Yang Xiaotao!

As the two walked, An Zhongsheng's questions and Han Sanfeng's laughter came from time to time.

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In the evening, Yang Xiaotao was busy all day and returned to the courtyard.

Just after passing the front gate, Yang Xiaotao saw Yan Fugui coming out of the house, and it felt like he was waiting for him.

"Xiaotao, you're back."

Yan Fugui said, Yang Xiaotao nodded, and then walked towards the middle courtyard.

"Hey, hey."

"Uncle Yan, what's up?"

Seeing Yan Fugui speak, Yang Xiaotao slowed down and then asked with his head tilted.

"Hey, there's something going on in the courtyard, I want to tell you."

"Of course, it's not a big deal."

Yan Fugui hesitated when speaking, and his face looked flattering, for fear of causing Yang Xiaotao's misunderstanding.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao stop, Yan Fugui hurriedly said, "Well, Yi Zhonghai, he wants to sell the house."

"What do you think?"

Yang Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to sell the house.

But thinking about the current situation of this courtyard, it is not the era of the three uncles in the past.

Yi Zhonghai probably saw the current situation clearly, and staying in this courtyard would only make life uncomfortable.

It's better to sell the house and find a place to live in the countryside.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything, Yan Fugui explained, "Yi Zhonghai went to the street office and said that he was old and had no job in the city, so he hoped to move to the countryside."

"Although moving to the countryside means no more food supply from the city, selling the house is also an income."

"I also heard that Yi Zhonghai found a job in the countryside and can make a living."

Yan Fugui said, but Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "I don't care much. What does it have to do with me if he sells his house?"

Then looking at Yan Fugui's hopeful look, "Why, do you want to buy it?"

Yan Fugui shook his head hurriedly, "Why should I buy it? It's enough for my family."

"I just asked you if you have any ideas."

Yang Xiaotao shrugged and walked towards the middle courtyard.

Yan Fugui smiled, watched Yang Xiaotao leave, and hurried back home. The third aunt hurriedly stepped forward, "What do you think, does Yang Xiaotao want it?"

Yan Fugui sighed, "I guess he doesn't like this house!"

"What? He doesn't want it?"

"There are many children in their family. If Ran Qiuye gives birth to another boy, maybe she can have more later. Sooner or later, the house will be too crowded."

"He really doesn't want it?"

The third aunt asked in surprise. Yan Fugui found a stool to sit down, then picked up the melon seeds on the table and ate them, "Maybe he will find a better one."

The third aunt looked uneasy. Today, she heard from the street office that Yi Zhonghai was selling the house, and all kinds of news were flying around the yard.

Some people thought Yang Xiaotao would buy it, while others immediately opposed it, saying that the relationship between the two families was so tense, how could he give money to Yi Zhonghai?

Others said that they wanted to buy it because of the bad relationship.

In short, everyone thought that Yang Xiaotao should get involved in this matter.

But unexpectedly, Yang Xiaotao was not interested at all.

Even the Yang family didn't react after hearing this, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"You said, Yang Xiaotao doesn't want this house, then, will he move out?"

"Our yard is what it is today, but it's all because of this big tree. If he moves away, what will happen to our yard in the future?"

The third aunt was worried, and Yan Fugui also sighed.

To be honest, they really didn't want Yang Xiaotao to leave the courtyard.

The two were silent for a moment, and the third aunt was sulking again, "Why do you think Lao Yi wants to sell a house for a thousand yuan?"

"A thousand yuan, who in this yard can afford it except Yang Xiaotao?"

Yan Fugui's eyes flashed, "There is no one in the yard, but it may be outside the yard."

"Why do you think Lao Yi set such a high price?"

"Why?"

Yan Fugui raised the enamel tank and smiled proudly, "I ask you, who is the most powerful in our courtyard?"

"Do you still need to say, it is naturally Yang Xiaotao."

"I ask you again, do we have the light of Yang Xiaotao in our courtyard today?"

"Nonsense, except for those two or three in the courtyard, who will not stick to it!"

The three aunt said proudly that the second child of their family was also Yang Xiaotao's help.

"Yes, you think, as a neighbor with Yang Xiaotao, you have the relationship, are you afraid of the benefits?"

The three uncle suddenly realized, "You mean, Yi Zhonghai uses Yang Xiaotao's reputation to raise the price?"

Yan Fugui nodded.

The three aunt took a breath, and said for a long time, "Lao Yi's calculation is really amazing."

Yan Fugui also had to sigh, "Yeah, the death of him in this courtyard in the early years, he would not calculate, it was a ghost."

"It's a pity!"

"Unfortunately?"

"Unfortunately, I met Yang Xiaotao, this pervert."

Speaking of which, Yan Fugui laughed, then sighed, and returned to the house to rest.