Chapter 394 Good News Team

Hearing Xu Damao's request, Liu Guangqi rolled his eyes and said unhappily,

"You are such a cunning bastard,
Well, there's nothing wrong with satisfying your craving for free.

Xu Damao, you ungrateful ungrateful bastard, I really misjudged you. Just wait for me, we are not done with today’s matter.

......"

Liu Guangqi cursed as he left Xu Damao's house. The neighbors who had been observing their movements all watched with interest.

I wonder how Xu Damao will react and whether the two of them will fight later.

As a result, Xu Damao just stood at the door and cursed Liu Guangqi a few times, and then did nothing else, which disappointed the neighbors who were ready to watch the fun.

quickly,

Thanks to the joint efforts of hundreds of thousands of people, the Thirteen Tombs Reservoir Dam was officially completed at the end of June before the flood season.

Fengze Garden also received an order from the Executive Yuan.

A state banquet will be held to entertain the workers who have made outstanding contributions in this project.

Since several senior leaders would be attending the banquet, He Yuzhu, like usual state banquets, put Fengzeyuan employees under closed management a few days in advance.

The lockdown was not lifted until the banquet was over and the top leaders left in their cars.

After cleaning, Fengzeyuan closed directly, giving the employees who had not been home for several days a good holiday.

As soon as I locked the door, someone asked,

"Comrades, isn't your Fengze Garden hosting a state banquet today? Several top leaders are here, so why is it closed and locked now? You're not doing business anymore!"

Hearing this question, He Yuzhu thought that it was normal for them to take a holiday after the state banquet at Fengze Garden.

This has been the case since 51, and all the people in Beiping know it.

How come someone pretending to be stupid appears now?

Then I heard He Daqing beside me ask curiously,
"Comrade, you are not from our city of Beiping, right? The people of Beiping all know that we will have a holiday in the afternoon after the state banquet at Fengze Garden.
And the banner on your side says "Happy News Team", is there any big happy event happening?"

Hearing He Daqing's question, He Yuzhu subconsciously turned around and looked.
Then he saw several old farmers wearing straw hats and carrying red flags and banners standing behind him.

When these peasant elders heard He Daqing's question, they waved their red flags in high spirits.
"We are not ordinary people from Beijing. We are from other places. In the experimental fields of our cooperative, the millet yield per mu can reach 2130 kilograms this year.
Do you think this is a happy event?

We came to Beijing on orders from our superiors to report this good news to our leaders.
As soon as I entered the city, I heard that the leaders were entertaining the workers who had contributed to the construction of the Ming Tombs Reservoir at Fengze Garden near Qianmen.
So I hurried over here.

I didn’t expect that I was still a step too late. Not only was the reception over, but your Fengze Garden was also closed.”

When he heard them mention that the rice yield could reach more than 2000 kilograms, He Yuzhu suddenly felt a pain in his teeth.

As a person of later generations, how could He Yuzhu not understand how outrageous it was to have a rice yield of 2000 kilograms per mu in an era when agricultural technology had not made significant progress?
What they call experimental fields are nothing more than moving rice from multiple fields into one field.

Their 2000 jin is still considered light.
Later photos showed that in some outrageous experimental fields, not only could eggs be rolled on the rice, but people could even sit on it.

If He Yuzhu, a later generation, was relatively calm when hearing the news, then He Daqing felt somewhat unbelievable when hearing that the rice yield per mu was 2000 kilograms.

However, he would not question it directly and said that such a thing would not happen.

Not only that, He Daqing even exaggeratedly praised, "Wow!

This means that there must be good farmers in your commune. The leaders will definitely call on everyone to learn from you and strive to increase the grain production of our Daxia to 2000 kilograms.

This way, everyone can have enough food to eat, and there will be no need for unified purchase and sale.”

Hearing He Daqing's compliment, several people laughed at the same time.

"You comrades in Peking are wise. We have made full preparations to report the good news to the leader. I'm sure the leader will praise us after hearing it.

By the way, comrade, your Fengze Garden is really closed today. We haven’t eaten yet and wanted to come and taste the food.”

Hearing that they hadn't eaten yet, He Yuzhu smiled and spread his hands.

"No way comrade,

If it were any other time, there would be food, but not today, for the state banquet.
Today's menu was formulated by the State Council, and the ingredients were sent from above, no more, no less, and they will be gone once they are cooked.

If you want to eat at Fengzeyuan, then come back tomorrow. Today is not a good day."

Hearing this, several people were a little surprised.
"Comrade, the food and dishes at Fengze Garden are all sent by the higher-ups. This is too rigid. They don't even know how to send more."

Hearing their complaints, He Yuzhu smiled and explained,
"This concerns the safety of our leader. We must be more careful than necessary. Otherwise, no one can escape responsibility.
Comrade, it's getting late and we have to go home. How about you go somewhere else to eat?"

"Okay, comrade, you go ahead and do your thing, we'll go look somewhere else."

After leaving Fengze Garden and riding his bicycle to Chang'an Avenue, He Yuzhu saw a group of people holding banners, playing suona, and beating gongs and drums, spreading rumors in the streets.

On both sides of the road, there were many ordinary people watching the excitement.

Then I heard He Daqing ask,
"Zhu Zi, do you think the 2000 kilograms per mu yield of their experimental field is true? Why does it seem so outrageous to me?"

Hearing He Daqing's question, He Yuzhu said as he rode his bicycle across Chang'an Avenue,
"I don't care if it's true or not.
Anyway, I will definitely do my job honestly and not get involved in this matter."

"You didn't tell me when your boss asked you?"

"Dad, I'm just a cook who has been in the army for a few years. The boss can only ask me to cook and ask some questions about the militia.

Food production has nothing to do with me, and the leaders would never ask me this question. "

After saying this, He Yuzhu smiled and warned,
"Dad, don't say these things anymore, not even to the neighbors in the courtyard."

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, He Daqing nodded in understanding.
"I know. How could I, your father, not know this truth?

Last year, Ma Zhiguang, the third master, and Li Guichuan, the second master, were taken to the island to fish by their neighbors in their courtyard.

I don't completely trust Lao Yi and Lao Liu.

We must be on guard against them.”

"It's enough for you to know. People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs. It's better to be cautious. There is no medicine for regret in this world."

"I know, go back quickly."

(End of this chapter)