Chapter 414 Rapid Consumption

After hearing Xu Damao's words, everyone at the table looked at He Yuzhu who was drinking porridge.

"Zhu Zi, have you heard any news about the movie?"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth, smiled and nodded.

“There is such a decision from above.

Some time ago, the leaders of the State Council ordered our Bayi Film Studio in Beijing, Emei Film Studio in Sichuan, and Shanghai Film Studio in Songhu to produce a batch of excellent films within the next two years.

To meet the increasing needs of the people,
I estimate that by this time next year there will be a large number of excellent films coming out.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Bugui said with some disappointment,
"We have to wait another year. I thought we would be able to watch it soon, but I didn't expect to have to wait so long."

Hearing this, Xu Damao said somewhat unhappily,

"Haha, Uncle Yan, this is a movie, not a lesson plan like you write in class.

Everything from equipment to film costs money, not to mention that you have to take several shots and choose the best ones. It's much more complicated than your teacher's job.

The film can be shown next year because of the order from the State Council.

Otherwise, it will be similar to other times, with a few or a dozen movies released every year. It is simply impossible to release dozens of movies at a time."

After being scolded by Xu Damao, Yan Bugui was embarrassed.

Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw Jia Zhang, who had just finished breakfast, wipe her mouth, stand up from the bench, take out a cloth bag from her pocket and start packing.

Seeing this scene, Yan Bugui immediately stopped him and said,
"Hey, hey, hey, sister Zhang, you're going too far. If you want to eat, why do you need to take it away?
Are you just going to eat steamed buns for lunch today and not come to the cafeteria for lunch?"

Seeing that no one else said anything, Yan Bugui stepped out to meddle in other people's business. Jia Zhangshi pretended to be nosy and said,
"Go, go, go, what do you know?
You go to work, sit in the office and nothing happens.

We will go to the ore mine near the train station to collect iron ore, and then use a flatbed truck to transport it to the small blast furnace. It is all physical work.

I am full now.
You’ll be hungry when you work later!
Besides, have you seen the slogan on the wall of the public canteen? It says to eat as much as you want and work hard on production. The leaders have acquiesced to it, but you insist on meddling in other people's business. Are you mentally ill?"

After saying this, Jia Zhang pointed at the slogan on the wall, then lowered her head and started packing buns.

Yan Bugui looked at the slogan on the wall, then at the steamed buns on the table, and then he greeted his two women.

"Old lady, Yu Li, you should learn from Mrs. Zhang and take some after dinner.
If you get hungry while working, take some out to replenish your hunger."

In fact, Aunt Yan and Yu Li had already had this idea when Jia Zhang stood up to pack the steamed buns.
They have been transporting coal and ore in batches these days, and they are always hungry near noon.

Naturally, I also want to bring some food with me.
Hearing Yan Bugui's words at this time, he naturally agreed.

After breakfast,

Lou Xiao'e took He Ying to the nursery in Maoer Hutong to help take care of the children.

Jia Zhangshi, Auntie and other middle-aged and elderly women took Qin Huairu and Yu Li to work in the small blast furnace, and He Yuzhu and others also went to work.

He Yuzhu first called a meeting with Zhou Yiming, Han Chengxiang and other cadres to arrange work.
Then he took the soldiers and drove a truck to the mine near the train station. After all, the militia also had to respond to the call of the leader and build a small blast furnace to make steel.

The trucks were speeding along the way. The closer they got to the train station, the more crowded it became. There were flatbed trucks, tricycles, and tractors everywhere that were transporting ore to the train station.

In order to get the iron ore as soon as possible, everyone was competing with each other.
Even the traffic police can't do anything about them.

He Yuzhu has become accustomed to this scene. Their militia is relatively good. They can use trucks to transport enough iron ore for several days at a time. It is much easier than ordinary people.

The truck moved forward at a snail's pace, and when He Yuzhu returned to the base with a truckload of iron ore, it was almost noon.

Just as he and his comrades were unloading the ore next to the small blast furnace, Zhou Yiming came over.

"Captain He, we don't have much coal left. We didn't get much coal from the coal plant. The coal plant doesn't have much coal left either."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu frowned.
"What's going on? I heard from the people in the State Council that Daxia now produces hundreds of millions of tons of coal a year. No matter where else there is a shortage of coal, it won't be our turn in Beijing!"

“Yes, this problem did not exist originally.

But you also know,
Now we have public canteens and eat from a big pot.
Food is free, water is free, and baths are free. Not only is the public canteen always cooking and boiling water, but the bathhouse is also always boiling water for baths.
In addition, there are small blast furnaces everywhere in the city, and coal is being consumed rapidly, and it is impossible to replenish it."

Hearing Zhou Yiming's words, He Yuzhu couldn't help scratching his head.

Although people now have access to boiled water and their hygiene habits have improved, the average life expectancy has increased from 35 to 49 years, which is a very good thing.

But the fuel consumption cannot be ignored.

The "steel" that was made these days is not exactly the same as the iron ore that was poured from the top of the small blast furnace, but it can only be said that the thing is just a useless lump of scrap iron.
But no one dared to speak nonsense at this time.
Anyway, no matter whether what is refined is useful or not, it must be iron.

But if there is no fuel, then you can only pour in what you dig out from the ground.

But this kind of thing is not something that a small militia captain like He Yuzhu can solve.

"Okay, I get it. Just use it first and we'll talk about it when it's gone.
The people above must be more anxious than us.
At worst, we can chop down the trees in the base. If that doesn’t work, we can chop up the desks and chairs in the office. Anyway, the stove can’t be turned off.”

Zhou Yiming knew that the stove must not be turned off. If it was turned off, people would gossip about it.

"Okay, let's do this first. I just hope the leaders above can arrange for people to bring in the coal as soon as possible, otherwise we will have to stand up in future meetings."

Not only the militias were short of coal, but the common people were also short of coal.

When He Yuzhu returned to Nanluoguxiang after get off work, Director Zhang of the Subdistrict Office also took the opportunity of showing a movie in the evening to hold a meeting with the residents in the area with his staff.
Mobilize everyone to donate the coal in their homes.

But the neighbors are not fools.
September is just around the corner and the weather is about to turn cold. The earthen kangs at home have been dismantled. If there is not enough coal in winter, people will freeze to death.

Between freezing to death and being punished, everyone naturally knows what to choose.
Therefore, Director Zhang's passionate mobilization did not have much effect at all.

(End of this chapter)