Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Lu Jianbang forgot to smoke his cigarette. He only put it out when the ash burned his fingers.

Dabao continued, "Ever since the public-private partnership, the status of capitalists has deteriorated. Liquidation should have begun this year, but starting this year, there will be three consecutive years of natural disasters, which has invisibly delayed this campaign.

After these three years, it's time to settle old scores and draw up a list. Anyone who comes into contact with Tang Junrong now will face a bad ending."

Lu Jianbang finally understood what Dabao meant and couldn't help but patted his nephew's shoulder with emotion. In fact, this is not to say that Lu Jianbang's knowledge is not as good as Dabao's. It is true that Dabao has experienced all these things once. He is just looking at the world from the shoulders of giants.

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Dabao is right. I just feel something is wrong with this meeting. It's as if everyone is holding their breath and no one likes anyone else."

Dabao suddenly remembered something, which could be said to be the fuse of the great storm. It was because of this incident that the great man decided to launch the great storm, and it also changed the fate of many people.

"Grandpa, there will be a meeting in Lushan this August. If you are able to attend, you must clearly stand on the side of the great man and do not take sides."

Old Master Lu looked at Dabao in surprise. Dabao could no longer care about so many things. He just had to stand on the side of the great man in this meeting and not say strange things behind his back or do any tricks. Only then would he have a hope of spending the next ten years peacefully.

"You believe me."

Mr. Lu looked at his grandson, who had a serious expression on his face, and he nodded slowly.

"Uncle, there's another reason why I don't allow you to contact Tang Junrong. It's Tang Liru. Although she's a victim in this whole thing, she was actually the one who killed the eight people in the Meng family."

"Ah?" Lu Jianbang was shocked. He had read the materials. Tang Liru had been chained for four years. How could she have killed eight people?

Dabao recounted the entire incident: "Uncle, don't tell me I don't have evidence to prove Tang Liru murdered anyone. Even if I had evidence, I wouldn't have the heart to arrest her. As for the fate of the people of Mengjiawan, I really can't do anything about it."

Lu Jianbang frowned and let out a long breath through his nose. He completely understood Dabao's feelings. Being in his position, there were many times when he felt powerless. There was nothing he could do about it.

Mr. Lu said slowly: "Don't think too much. Even if some things happen, you have to pretend you don't know. This is reality."

Lu Jianbang nodded and said, "I know, Dad. The Ministry notified me today that I will be attending the Party School tomorrow for a month. During my study period, the work of the Municipal Bureau will be managed by Zhang Bingqian."

Dabao sneered: "This is really Sima Zhao's intention."

Mr. Lu smiled faintly and said, "It's almost May Day. Zhang Bingqian wants to show his achievements. This is to seize power. Jianbang, since you are going to study, go with peace of mind. Don't get involved in the work of the Municipal Bureau, otherwise if there are achievements, they will take credit for it, and if there are problems, they will blame you."

"I know, Dad. I'll announce it at a meeting tomorrow, and then I'll go to the Party School to study. I won't be involved in work matters for the next month."

"That's right."

"Dabao, just be quiet for this month. If anything goes wrong, just bear with it until I learn it."

Dabao agreed, feeling a little aggrieved. Was it because he was restless? It was clearly some bad things that kept coming to him.

Lu Jianbang could hear that Dabao's tone was full of perfunctory, but he had no choice.

Dabao grabbed the canvas bag and said, "Grandpa, I got you something good."

Mr. Lu became interested: "Look at what my eldest grandson has made..."

The old man was shocked before he finished speaking. He saw Dabao pull out a tiger skin from his canvas bag.

Dabao put the tiger skin on the sofa. Wow, this tiger skin is so beautiful. Even though it is just a piece of skin, it is still very majestic.

The old man exclaimed: "This is a good thing." He and Lu Jianbang both stood up. They had seen tiger skins before. There were hundreds of them in the forests and snowfields of Northeast China.

There is no animal protection law now, and many tigers are beaten, so in the eyes of people of Mr. Lu's level, this tiger skin is a good thing, but it is rare.

But when the old man took a closer look, he gasped. There was not a single bullet hole on the tiger skin. This was so rare.

"Hey, was he beaten to death with a stick?"

Dabao pointed at Hu's left eye, which was a little burnt: "I shot it in with a big eight-ball."

"Oh my..." Mr. Lu was amazed. His precious grandson was a sharpshooter. What a pity! The boy didn't want to be a soldier, otherwise he would be able to take the lead in the military district with his marksmanship.

Lu Jianbang was also amazed: "Where are the tiger bones and tiger penis? Don't waste them, they are very nutritious when soaked in wine."

Dabao chuckled: "It's all there."

Grandpa Lu was very careful. He sniffed the tiger skin and said, "Hey, grandson, this is not right. I have seen many tiger skins before, and they all smell fishy and stinky. How can this be? Why does it have a fresh fragrance?"

Dabao thought, how could the tea not be fragrant if it is brewed with the water from the spiritual well?

"Grandpa, I asked an old leatherworker to tan a tiger skin. This is his unique craft. Grandpa, I made this tiger skin because you have a back injury and cold legs. Tigers have a pure yang constitution. If you spread it on your bed, it will keep you out of the cold and insulate you from the heat, and you will feel much more comfortable."

Mr. Lu was very touched. He was my eldest grandson, who always thought about his grandfather, unlike his two uncles who were not filial at all.

Old Master Lu turned around and glared at Lu Jianbang, leaving Lu Jianbang bewildered. What was wrong with his father?

Dabao took out another wooden box and placed it on the table. "This is some Ganoderma lucidum I picked. My uncle's lungs have been injured. I gave it to my grandmother to make some medicine for him."

Mr. Lu was very satisfied. This grandson really recognized his kin. He opened the wooden box and saw that he had seen Ganoderma lucidum before. The boss had two of them for soaking in wine. They were the size of a palm.

When it was opened, a refreshing fragrance came to my face, and a fiery red Ganoderma lucidum that looked like a cloud appeared before my eyes.

Ganoderma lucidum is also known as Cao Huan Dan and ginseng fruit. It is recorded in Compendium of Materia Medica that Ganoderma lucidum can replenish heart blood, calm the mind, treat lung deficiency, cough and asthma, and shortness of breath due to consumptive disease.

As the saying goes, Ganoderma lucidum is a thousand years old and Ginseng is ten thousand years old. These are things that can only be encountered by chance.

"It's so big, it must be hundreds of years old, right?"

Dabao looked at the hot spring valley and thought it should be more than a few hundred years old.

"Thousands of years, right? I discovered a hot spring wetland deep in the mountains. No one has ever been there. The upside-down trees there are hundreds of years old, judging by their growth rings. The Ganoderma lucidum growing on them must be thousands of years old."

"My dear, this is my dear. If I give this medicine to Liye, his old injury will definitely be cured."

Although tiger skin is hard to come by, it can be obtained if you work hard. But the same cannot be said for the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. According to ancient books, if you eat it for a long time, you can become an immortal. In ancient times, if you presented a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to the emperor, you would immediately be rewarded with a title of marquis, which can be inherited from generation to generation.

Dabao waved his hand and said, "Feel free to use them. I have several more." Wow, he definitely has the demeanor of a man of destiny.

After lunch, Dabao went to the cannery while Nuannuan was taking a nap. He had not yet retrieved the tickets he had gotten from Wang Guohua last time, which included ten boxes of canned beef and twenty boxes of canned fruit. This time, he retrieved them and put them in his space.

When I got back to my grandma's house, I saw that my mother had already arrived. She was playing with her granddaughter in the living room with my aunt. I didn't see Zuo Mingyue. When I asked, I found out that she had gone to look for Erkui and the others.

Dabao put three boxes of canned meat and five boxes of canned fruit into the kitchen, and told Lu Tong and Lu Li to take two boxes with them when they returned to school. He hadn't seen his two sisters for only a month, and they had lost weight. It seemed that the school was also seriously short of food.

Of course, Dabao made dinner, including hand-pulled mutton, three beggar chickens, smashed cucumbers, and cold-mixed persimmons. Such dishes would be considered a top-notch meal no matter where you are.

Almost everyone likes Nuan Nuan, except Qin Qing, who is neither cold nor warm to her. It is probably because they are not her biological father. Dabao knew that his father is like this, so he did not pay much attention to him. People who deal with big iron blocks every day will almost become as hard as iron. If he is not Dabao's father, he will probably be a worker all his life.

Fortunately, Qin Qingyou was quite satisfied with Zuo Mingyue, his future daughter-in-law, and was always smiling...