Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2555 Come to the Nine Departments to register

Sijiu City, the fifth day of the first lunar month!

Starting from the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Xiaotao took his family to visit relatives in and out of the city, and visited elders such as Huang, Xia, Qian, etc. to pay New Year's greetings, and took the children to collect New Year's money.

Of course, all the money was finally locked in a box by Ran Qiuye.

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, I went to the homes of Xu Yuanshan, Director Wang, Wang Fa and others, and met with Yang Youning, Li Hongfeng, Lao Hong and others.

A group of people were drinking at Xu Yuanshan's house in the evening, and no one remembered how they got home.

I returned to the village on the third day of the junior high school entrance examination and sent my grandfather home. I stayed in the village for one night. The villagers were bustling again, especially the children in the school. When Yang Hongye's group of students returned to the village, they ignited the enthusiasm of the villagers.

Late in the evening, we lit a bonfire on the threshing floor and watched a movie while keeping warm.

What Yang Xiaotao didn't expect was that the movie was actually "The Path of Glory".
I went back to the city on the fourth day of the New Year, and then stayed in the yard to get in touch with the people who came.

On the fifth day of the New Year, Yang Xiaotao got up in the morning and took his family and some belongings to his uncle's house.

"Uncle, Happy New Year."

Yang Xiaotao took the lead and walked in. There were no outsiders in the house except his uncle and his wife.

When Ran Qiuye came in with her child, her aunt immediately pulled her aside and asked about family matters.

The uncle was holding a cigarette in his hand and his face was radiant. It was obvious that the old man was in a good mood recently.

Yang Xiaotao followed him to the study, then took out a cloth bag from his pocket and placed it carefully in front of his uncle.

"What is it?"

Uncle was curious, and Yang Xiaotao opened the cloth bag with a smile, revealing two boxes of cigarettes inside.

"This was brought back by my father-in-law when he was on a business trip."

The uncle looked at the pattern and the long string of English letters on it and said with a smile, "This cigarette is not cheap."

"I guess he got it back from the venue. He doesn't smoke, so he can't miss out on taking advantage of it."

"It's just that the bargain I got is a little too little!"

Yang Xiaotao was guessing, and his uncle laughed unhappily, "You kid, your father-in-law brought you cigarettes, and you are still making up stories behind your back. Tell Qiu Ye later and I will punish you later."

Yang Xiaotao pretended to beg for mercy, "I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again!"

As he spoke, he opened a red and white gilded Marlboro cigarette pack, took out two and handed them to his uncle.

The uncle lit it with his cigarette butt, then took a deep puff, then shook his head and said, "This cigarette is really strong!"

Yang Xiaotao also took a sip and felt it was quite strong. He nodded and smiled, "It's just a little harsh on the throat."

"It can refresh you when you work overtime at night."

The uncle smiled, chatted for a while and then asked about Kashima.

"Needless to say, Xiao Xian is just a wolf with ambitions and evil intentions!"

When his uncle asked about his opinion on the Kashima incident, Yang Xiaotao blurted out.

"Of course, the other party will not give up just because of this. They must be thinking of other tricks..."

"You see, these guys won't accept this. They might end up getting mixed up with these Marlboros..."

The uncle listened quietly. Sometimes Yang Xiaotao looked at things in a one-sided way, but it was in line with the thinking of his age.

After all, youth is full of energy. Otherwise, can we still call ourselves young people?

However, the general direction that Yang Xiaotao mentioned is not wrong.

When dealing with bad neighbors, you should show the stick from time to time.

"A blacksmith must be strong himself."

"Only when we ourselves become strong can we deter the villains."

The uncle smoked the cigarette slowly, feeling the intensity of the nicotine, and a sense of pressure suddenly arose in his heart.

But then, the pressure turned into smoke and was exhaled.

"You did a good job last year, what are your plans for this year?"

Looking at Yang Xiaotao peeling melon seeds, the uncle started to change the subject.

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "It's still the same as before, focusing on traditional machinery manufacturing on one hand and high technology on the other."

"By the way, uncle, I heard that we made 4 billion this time?"

Yang Xiaotao asked curiously, but the uncle beside him smiled and shook his head, "Don't even think about it!"

"Why? Did someone else get there first?"

Yang Xiaotao asked anxiously, but his uncle calmly shook his head and said, "No, there are many people eyeing this money, but no one has succeeded!"

"A few days ago, the First and Third Ministry of Machine Building's logistics departments were all keeping an eye on it!"

"Originally I thought you nine departments weren't paying attention."

Yang Xiaotao quickly shook his head, "Who wouldn't be interested in such a large sum of money? We just don't have the time."

The uncle put down his cigarette and asked with a smile, "Are you short of money?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded immediately, "Yes, there is a lot missing!"

"You don't know, for our research, spending money is like drinking water."

"The integrated circuits used in satellite phones are not mature yet. Basically, only one out of ten is qualified, and the remaining nine are just wasted money!"

"We also plan to start trial production of the drugs we are researching this year, so we need to purchase a large amount of production equipment, which is not a small amount of money."

"Besides, we are still making main battle tanks and other things, but we haven't seen any money from them yet. I'm afraid that the money won't fall into our hands in the end..."

As Yang Xiaotao was talking, his uncle finished his cigarette and put it in the ashtray, then just listened quietly.

He knows something about each project that Yang Xiaotao mentioned, and he also knows the benefits that these projects will bring if they are successful.

But at the same time, he also knew that these research and development would require a lot of manpower and material resources.

Not to mention other things, even the mushroom eggs back then were made by people from all over the country selling their homes and irons.

What's more, the things that Jiubu is making now are not necessarily less difficult than mushroom eggs.

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, the uncle handed over the cup and said, "Don't worry about the money. It has already been put to good use."

"Ah? This is four billion."

The uncle took a deep breath and then said, "Half of this money should be saved as a reserve fund."

“The other half will be used for aid.”

"Aid? Who?"

Yang Xiaotao got a little excited when he heard this, there was nothing he could do as there were too many ungrateful people in later generations.

Just like Bei'an, this guy is a typical ungrateful person.

Eat our rice and then bully us.

They took our aid and then turned against us.

To say they are shameless is to compliment them.

Of course, there are also some people who are not ungrateful.

So Yang Xiaotao wanted to ask clearly and give some advice in advance.

If you meet an ungrateful person, everything will be ruined no matter what.

"This is not something you should know. Just do your job well."

My uncle didn't say much. After all, the "policy" of winning over the third world has just been proposed, and whether it will succeed depends on the situation.

Seeing that his uncle didn't say anything, Yang Xiaotao changed the subject and started talking about work.

The two chatted for the whole morning and had lunch. They both drank some wine. The uncle's face turned slightly red and he asked the children about their studies. Then he asked what they wanted to do when they grew up.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye were both staring at Duanwu and sweating.

Fortunately, this kid did not let them down.

"I want to be a fitter like my dad."

Duanwu said this seriously, and the uncle and his wife immediately applauded. The uncle even touched Duanwu's little head and said, "Good, good job, it's good to be a worker."

"When I was young, I went to France and worked as a fitter in a factory."

At this point, the uncle sighed, and the past scenes passed by like a cloud of smoke. He lowered his head and said to Duanwu, "To be a worker, you must not only understand the revolution, but also build the revolution."

Duanwu held the chopsticks with a confused look on his face, not understanding what the words meant at all.

But Yang Xiaotao seemed to be thinking about it.
After lunch, Yang Xiaotao and his family left without disturbing his uncle. Before leaving, his uncle gently patted Yang Xiaotao on the shoulder and said, "Building the revolution, revolution is easy, building is difficult!"

“No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, we must persist in construction.”

Yang Xiaotao came back to his senses and nodded seriously, "I know, build the revolution, do construction."

The uncle nodded with satisfaction and then waved his hand.

After leaving his uncle's house, Yang Xiaotao drove all the way, a little distracted.

Ran Qiuye noticed that Yang Xiaotao's expression was not right, but she did not ask.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Ran Qiuye asked, "What did uncle mean by his last words?"

"I, why do I feel like it's not right?"

Yang Xiaotao knew what Ran Qiuye was talking about.

In the current situation, in revolution and construction, people naturally regard revolution as an ideological guide and construction as a tool and a manifestation.

Build the revolution under the guidance of the revolution.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, revolution is more important.

If someone else had said this, Yang Xiaotao would have just treated it as a joke.

But if his uncle said it, Yang Xiaotao felt that maybe he really needed to rethink it.

Coming back to his senses, he turned his head and smiled at Ran Qiuye, "Don't worry, nothing's wrong."

Then he opened the car door and said leisurely, "Times have changed. Some things are not static."

Ran Qiuye pursed her lips, thinking that there was no point in thinking so much, as long as her family was fine, that was enough.

The two men carried the sleeping girl back home, and Yang Xiaotao prepared to go find the Taoist priest and have a chat.

But as soon as I went out, I saw Mr. Ye walking into the central courtyard accompanied by Chen Fang and Wang Can.

"Master, Uncle Chen, Uncle Wang."

Yang Xiaotao walked quickly forward to meet him.

Mr. Ye smiled and said, "I went out to have a meal with them at noon, and now they sent me back."

Chen Fang felt a little embarrassed about what happened last time, so she forced a smile and said, "I wanted to ask you to go with me at noon, but who knew you were not at home."

"I'm going to pay New Year's greetings to an elder."

Yang Xiaotao explained with a smile, and then welcomed the three people into the house.

Mr. Ye sat down aside, Yang Xiaotao lit the stove, and then boiled water to make tea.

Chen Fang and Wang Can chatted with Mr. Ye, and after Yang Xiaotao made the tea, they came and sat aside.

"Teacher Qian is there too?"

Chen Fang nodded, "Yes, they all went. There are more people coming this time than last time."

Mr. Ye also sighed, "I didn't expect so many students to come."

"There are so many people, I have forgotten their names and even their appearances."

“But they still remember me.”

Chen Fang patted Mr. Ye's arm and comforted him, "Teacher, it's great to be able to see you."

Ye Lao's eyes were cloudy, but he nodded after hearing it, "Yes, it's good to be able to see it."

Yang Xiaotao was listening quietly at the side, and then he saw Chen Fang looking over, "Xiaotao, there is something that Lao Song mentioned to me last time, let me tell you something."

After saying that, Chen Fang glanced at Wang Can, who looked a little embarrassed.

"Uncle Chen, just say it."

Yang Xiaotao added tea to the others and spoke casually.

Chen Fang calmed down for a moment and asked a question first, "Xiao Tao, are you going to build a satellite yourself?"

Yang Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and didn't hide it. He nodded and said, "Uncle Chen, I won't hide it from you. I do have this idea."

Then he put down the kettle and said seriously, "Uncle Chen, I stick to the facts. Please don't be angry if I'm wrong."

Chen Fang shook her head, and Yang Xiaotao continued, "Originally, we wanted your Chinese Academy of Sciences to help produce a communications satellite."

"But after what happened last time, I found that there are some things that you can't make the decision on your own, so I can't hand over the project to you with peace of mind."

"That's why our Ninth Department is preparing to launch the communications satellite program."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, the expected anger did not appear.

Instead, I saw a smile on Chen Fang's face.

"Just as I expected, you really have this plan."

Chen Fang laughed at herself, "There are all kinds of birds in this big forest."

"We at the Chinese Academy of Sciences agree with your nine departments developing their own satellites."

"What I meant to Old Song is that I want your uncle Wang to take some people to the Ninth Department to help you build the satellite."

"After all, you are still somewhat lacking in this area."

Yang Xiaotao didn't expect Chen Fang to say this. It was simply like giving someone a pillow when he was about to fall asleep.

"What, you're not happy?"

"If you don't want it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao didn't respond, Chen Fang spoke again.

Wang Can on the side was also a little embarrassed. This matter had been mentioned by Lao Song when he had talked to him. Sending some people to the ninth department was also to avoid risks.

Besides, with the relationship with Mr. Ye, I won’t be wronged if I go.

"No, no, no."

Yang Xiaotao quickly came back to his senses and waved his hands.

"I was so happy that I didn't react."

"I welcome Uncle Wang to come with open arms."

"I was just wondering where to find someone familiar with satellites. You've been a big help."

Yang Xiaotao couldn't help but say this, and then looked at Wang Can, "Uncle Wang, you must pick a few more good hands when you go back. Don't worry about anything else, as long as they can make a satellite."

"Of course, as for these people, hehe, the more the better."

Wang Can felt relieved after hearing this, and then he patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry."

"Now with the prestige of the Nine Departments, if we just raise our arms, I guess a bunch of people will rush to join us."

"That's not the case. We still have to meet certain requirements when recruiting people. At the very least, we need someone as knowledgeable and experienced as Uncle Wang."

"Haha, you're too modest."

"No, no, no, I'm telling the truth."

"Ahem, I'm wondering if you two are done yet. You're even praising me in front of me."

Chen Fang interrupted their conversation unhappily and said unhappily.

Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle Chen, I think you should also join our ninth department and register as a member."

"As you know, it's not easy to make a communications satellite, and there will be more than one in the future."

"You guys at the Chinese Academy of Sciences probably don't have anything to do recently, so why not come over and help out?"

After that, Mr. Ye also spoke up to help, "Xiao Chen, I think what Xiao Tao said makes sense."

"It would be such a shame if your abilities were buried."

With the help of Mr. Ye, Chen Fang, who was originally hesitant, had to nod.

Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teachers - these were the cultural totems of his time.

But now, even if heaven and earth don’t tell you, you are already gone.

My parents have passed away, and the only one left is my master.

When Mr. Ye spoke, he had to listen.

"Okay, I'll go back and tell Old Song that I should be able to take up the position."

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands, "That's great."

Then he thought of something and glanced at Mr. Ye, wondering whether he should also include Teacher Qian in the list.