Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The notorious Qin Dabao was in Qinjiagou at this time, grinning foolishly at the huge piles of grain. Not only he was grinning foolishly, but also the newly appointed leader of the First Workers and Peasants Production Team, Qin Qingfu, and the accountant and custodian, Qin Dagui.

Dabao came out of the warehouse, and Old Qin, who was squatting and smoking, stood up and looked at Dabao, the walnut wrinkles on his face were all smiling.

"That's good now. We have food, so we don't have to worry anymore, grandson."

Dabao took Grandpa's arm, turned around and said to Qin Qingfu and the others: "Second Uncle, Dagui Brother, Secretary Han said that our production team has been established, and relief grain will be delivered in less than ten days.

Your status is different now, and you can't just think about this small team or the second team. Before you start farming, organize another group of people to go hunting in the mountains. I will go to other factories to exchange some food for you.

Judging from the situation this year, drought is imminent, and we must prepare early."

Qin Dagui interrupted, "Yes, even the water level in the well has dropped."

"It's only the beginning of spring, and the situation will only get worse. I still say the same thing. Even if we plant rice on this land, we can't even harvest 200 kilograms. After paying the tax, how many days can we eat the rest? Listen to me, plant drought-resistant crops on two-thirds of the land to fill our stomachs first, and as for paying the tax, we can talk about it later."

Qin Qingfu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call a meeting of all the teams tomorrow morning to finalize this matter."

At this time, Qin Qingfu and others had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation. It was not until winter, when people in other production teams starved to death, that they realized how many lives Dabao's words today had saved.

Dabao pulled his grandfather aside and whispered, "Grandpa, I've already started working on the land and crops I mentioned earlier in the mountains. To be honest, the first year will be easy to get through, but the next two years will be tough.

So, this is just a little more trouble for you."

Old Qin patted his eldest grandson's hand and said, "Don't worry. We've selected five needy families to come out. Dazhu and the others are going into the mountains to find a place to work. They'll go in a few days, plant their crops, and then come out. We'll just have someone keep an eye on them."

Dabao hugged his grandfather's shoulders tightly and looked into the distance. The towering Wanger Mountain was already green. In fact, people living near the mountain rarely starved to death. No matter what they planted in the corners or picked some wild vegetables in the mountains, they could still eat half a full meal. After all, there were so many things that could satisfy hunger in the mountains.

But sometimes, natural disasters are no match for man-made disasters...

Dabao is not a savior, nor can he become one. All he can do is make life better for those around him.

Dabao did not stay in Qinjiagou for dinner. He was still worried about Zuo Mingyue. After saying goodbye to his grandfather, he went straight back to the police station.

As for returning to the Municipal Bureau, it can only be tomorrow.

After sleeping in a daze for the whole morning, Zuo Mingyue basically recovered. She went to the health center with Daya and thanked Wang Qian.

Dabao returned to the police station and started working in the backyard. He built a big stove with bricks and put a pot on it. The two little girls followed him, jumping and skipping, looking so happy.

There were two lamb legs and a lamb chop left in Dabao's space. He put them all into the pot and started stewing them with the seasoning given by Shazhu.

It was not until Sun Qian came over and said that people from the branch's legal and public security departments had come to take the detained people away for detention that Dabao remembered that the stable was already full of people.

He waved his hand and asked Sun Qian to deal with it. He was cooking for his girlfriend and had no time to deal with this trivial matter.

Little did they know that the people in the police station were even more afraid to see him. Just this morning, eight people were isolated for investigation. It is estimated that even if nothing happened, they can no longer be police officers and can only be reassigned to be workers.

At this time, if Dabao shouted loudly in the branch, the people in the branch would spontaneously come out and line up, just like an inspection. Now Dabao's prestige overshadowed all the bureau leaders.

Why would Dabao care about these useless things? He was happily stewing mutton with two fish in the pot. As soon as the pot was opened, the aroma filled the air.

Lure Zuo Mingyue, Daya and Ergou over, stew mutton with spiritual well water, and add two big fish from the space lake, this is incredible,

The whole big pot was full of people squatting around it, all of them were greedy. Dabao went out to remove the firewood, boiled it with a big fire, and simmered it with a small fire. When he turned around, he was shocked to find that everyone in the institute except Liu Guifang had come.

Dabao has no idea what to do. It seems he has to go into the mountains tomorrow. No matter how many good things there are, they can’t withstand such eating.

"Okay, stop gathering around. I still have to stew for half an hour. I'll leave a leg of lamb and half a fish for Yueliang later. Can't I give the rest to you guys?"

"Yohoo!" The purpose was achieved, the crowd dispersed, and everyone went back to their own business.

Zuo Mingyue was delighted and pulled Daya along: "Let's go get Aunt Han."

In the end, only Dabao was left with the two little girls. This group of people was too realistic. No one stayed to help. Dabao was so angry that he stomped his feet and said: "You are not as sensible as two five-year-old children..."

However, he only dared to speak in a low voice, because if he spoke too loudly and someone heard it, it would be bad.

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After lunch, Dabao saw that Zuo Mingyue was still unhappy and knew that her worries were still there.

Dabao thought for a moment and pulled Zuo Mingyue up: "Come on, I'll take you out."

Zuo Mingyue didn't understand why, but she got on the motorcycle obediently. Dabao told Sun Qian that they didn't need to wait for them for dinner.

When Sun Qian heard this, he asked with a lecherous look on his face: "Where are you going? Can you take me with you?"

Zuo Mingyue jumped down and kicked him, and he obediently went up to the side and dozed off.

Dabao actually felt sorry for him, so he waved his hand and said, "Go get the cans and divide them up. One bottle for each of you, and one for the two little ones."

"Okay." Sun Qian was immediately happy. No one would refuse food these days.

Yili, a century-old brand, is the most famous bread brand in Beijing. It originated in Shanghai and moved to Beijing in 50. Its fruit bread immediately conquered the stomachs of the old Beijing people.

Dabao had ten pounds of bread and chocolate in his pocket, but it was a flying ticket, which meant that he didn't need to pay. He could just weigh it at the store and leave.

But why does Wang Guohua always have these hard-to-find items? Is it possible that Lu Jianbang, who is of a higher rank than him, doesn't have them?

This is really the main reason. Although Lu Jianbang is the director of the Municipal Bureau, he is also a deputy minister and a member of the Party Committee, while Wang Guohua is only a director.

Although there is only one step difference, it is no less than a chasm. Ninety-nine percent of leading cadres stop here. It is like the difference between colonel and major general in the army. It is too difficult to take this step.

Therefore, many people who give gifts and use connections can only reach Wang Guohua's level, and Lu Jianbang and others are not even close. Of course, if Lu Jianbang needs something, in addition to special supplies, he only needs to make a phone call and the administrative department of the department will naturally deliver it to his door, but Lu Jianbang rarely uses this privilege.

Zuo Mingyue was really happy when she saw the dazzling array of bread and chocolate. The seventeen-year-old girl, who in the future was still spoiled in her mother's arms, now had to set up her own household.

Zuo Mingyue picked out ten loaves of bread and five pounds of chocolate, which she divided into three packages. One package was for Niuniu, Wenwen, and Erbao, one package was for Lu Tong and Lu Li, and the remaining three fruit breads and a dozen pieces of chocolate were left for Yuyun and Yuxue.

Dabao smiled and rubbed her hat. The little witch has become more and more gentle, thoughtful and kind. Dabao likes her very much and wants to marry her right away.

However, the first marriage law after the founding of the People's Republic of China stipulated that men must be 20 years old and women must be 18 years old to register for marriage, so they still had to wait for two years.

But it doesn't matter, the two of them just enjoy the process of falling in love...