Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Time passed quickly, and it was July 1958. Many major events happened in the country that year, but there was only one thing related to Zhao Cheng, and that was food.

Pingping gave Zhao Cheng a pair of twin sons between the autumn and winter of 56, and then gave birth to another boy this year.

Zhao Cheng now has six children, five boys and one girl.

Dawei Dong and Weihong are twins, born in 50. They are now 8 years old and are in the second grade at Hongxing Primary School.

The third one Weijun was born in 53 and is now five years old. The fourth one Weimin and the fifth one Weilai were born in 56 and are two years old. The sixth one Weiping was born in April 58 and is just over 4 days old now!

Pingping can now only take care of the youngest Weiping. The others who can basically walk and run are led to play by the second oldest Weihong.

Starting this year, Zhao Cheng began to stockpile food on purpose, and he only stockpiled some staple foods, such as rice and flour, and also some bacon and other things.

Because Zhao Cheng acted early, it did not attract much attention. Moreover, the things Zhao Cheng brought back played a significant role, and the patents applied for also brought a lot of foreign exchange reserves to the country.

Zhao Cheng's previous backup plan has also begun to take effect. Tian Dan is in charge of the work and has ordered Mingzhu Company to import a large amount of grain from overseas and store it in the south. The person in charge of the handover is Zheng Chaoyang, that scumbag.

After Zhao Cheng found out that Zheng Chaoyang was responsible, he even contacted Tian Dan, fearing that he would be tricked by this guy. After all, Zhao Cheng had been tricked by Zheng Chaoyang many times.

"Don't worry, Zheng Chaoyang is now the person in charge of Dongguan. Can he be as unreliable as you say?" Tian Dan felt like laughing when she heard Zhao Cheng's complaints from the phone.

"Sister, can you still trust Zheng Chaoyang to do such an important job? He's really unreliable, you have to be careful!" Zhao Cheng smiled and flattered Tian Dan about Zheng Chaoyang.

"Okay, if I don't trust Zheng Chaoyang, how can I not trust Comrade Bai Ling? Comrade Bai Ling is now the specific executor of this work, so don't make trouble here!" Tian Dan said angrily.

"Bai Ling is in charge? Just pretend I didn't say anything. I thought it was Lao Zheng!" Zhao Cheng felt relieved when he heard that Bai Ling was in charge. After all, he had to find a reliable person for this matter!

"By the way, you have earned nearly 100 million US dollars from those patents in the past few years. Do you feel heartbroken?" Tian Dan suddenly teased Zhao Cheng.

"Tsk, what I got can't be bought with hundreds of millions of beautiful coins! Money is something that only needs to be enough for spending. Any more is just a string of numbers. It can neither create wealth nor be eaten. Once something happens, it's just a pile of waste paper!" Zhao Cheng can still distinguish between wealth and currency.

"Yes, your awareness is getting higher and higher!" Tian Dan said with a smile.

"You are obviously looking down on people! I won't talk to you anymore. I'm just going to go out for a walk. There are small blast furnaces everywhere now. We must keep a close eye on them. It would be bad if something happens!" Zhao Cheng's voice was full of worry.

After all, this iron smelting operation caused a huge waste. Zhao Cheng knew it was wrong, but he had no way to stop it! Watching so many resources being wasted, Zhao Cheng felt distressed!

"Okay, just take care of your own business and don't worry about so many things. We don't need to comment on this matter, you just need to execute it!" When Tian Dan heard that Zhao Cheng was about to complain again, she quickly stopped him.

"I see. I'll just tell you. Okay, I'm going out on patrol!" Zhao Cheng hung up the phone, stood up, walked to the door, picked up his hat and went out to patrol.

Tian Dan looked at the hung-up phone with a very serious expression. She knew that Zhao Cheng seemed to have a long-term view on many things, and some things made Zhao Cheng very helpless, and he always sighed to himself.

Although Tian Dan didn't know why Zhao Cheng was always so pessimistic, she could probably see something. Especially after discussing with the teacher, Tian Dan also found that there seemed to be something wrong, but she couldn't put it into words.

However, Tian Dan now completely believes in Zhao Cheng's judgment. After all, Tian Dan has the most intuitive feeling of Zhao Cheng's ability.

Just like the issue of importing grain this time, because of Zhao Cheng's reminder, Tian Dan asked Mingzhu Company to send investment applications to many countries.

Among them, the Samba country in South America was selected. The price of grain imported from there when it was unloaded in Mingzhu was even cheaper than the grain grown locally in Mingzhu. This alone saved the country a lot of foreign exchange.

Moreover, Tian Dan discovered that it was not only the import of food but also the import of meat that showed that some countries can really make money without doing anything!

These things really broadened Tian Dan's horizons and even provided a lot of help to Tian Dan in her job!

Zhao Cheng walked on the street and looked at the busy crowds, some transporting coal, some transporting ore, and some transporting scrap iron and steel. Everyone devoted themselves to the iron-making movement with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Cheng and his comrades from the police station are mainly responsible for maintaining order and ensuring the safety of all involved. The city of Beiping has now become a place similar to Fog City.

When I looked up, I saw smoke and dust all over the sky, and the air I breathed in smelled of steel.

"Make way, make way, make way!" Zhao Cheng was sighing when he heard a shout from behind him.

Zhao Cheng looked back and saw that it was an ox cart carrying charcoal passing by. An old man on the cart was waving a whip and shouting at Zhao Cheng to get out of the way.

Zhao Chengli immediately made way, but he didn't dare to delay the old man's transportation work. You know, he was delivering fuel to a small blast furnace, which was a top priority and he had priority right of passage.

After the ox cart passed by, Zhao Cheng found a child picking up iron filings on the ground behind the cart.

Looking closely, isn't that Kui Yong? Why is he here?

"Kui Yong! Come here!" Zhao Cheng shouted.

Li Kuiyong looked up and saw that it was Zhao Cheng, and quickly shouted:

"Uncle Zhao, why are you here?"

"Why are you out on the street if you're not in school? And why are you picking up those iron filings on the ground?" Zhao Cheng asked.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm here to look for Zhong Yuemin. Our street issued a notice that every family must hand over 20 kilograms of iron, but my family has contributed even kitchen knives and cauldrons, and it's still not enough, so I want to borrow some from Zhong Yuemin!" Li Kuiyong scratched his head, his face full of grievance.

Although the big pot system is now implemented and every street has a large canteen, the food there is really hard to describe. Even Li Kuiyong, who thinks he can endure hardships, can only sigh in despair.

"How is it? Did Zhong Yuemin lend it to you?" Zhao Cheng asked curiously.

"Yes, he borrowed it. He found me a bunch of toys that he used to play with when he was a kid. It adds up to about ten kilograms of iron." When Li Kuiyong heard what Zhao Cheng said, he took out a bunch of junk from the small bag he was carrying as if he was presenting a treasure.

Zhao Cheng took a look and was like, wow, this Zhong Yuemin kid is really wild!

Mortar shells, anti-aircraft gun shells, infantry gun shells. They were all kinds of shells. Zhao Cheng knew at a glance that they were from the collection of Zhong Yuemin's father. Many of them looked very old, such as the infantry gun shell. It was obvious that it was quite old. It must have been kept by his father, Zhong Shanyue, as a souvenir from the battle against the Japanese.

"How much more do you need besides these?" Zhao Cheng asked after weighing the package.

"There are still about five kilograms left. I have several door frames at home, and some are garbage I picked up before. Add some iron filings I picked up from the ground just now, and it's almost done!" said Li Kuiyong.

"Okay, wait here for a while, I'll get you something, and then you go home and put those door noses and other things back in place. How can a gate be called a door without door noses?" Zhao Cheng touched Li Kuiyong's head.

I turned around and walked towards the police station. Fortunately, I didn't walk far, otherwise it would be hard to say how long it would take.

There were also some junk in Zhao Cheng's space that he had accidentally collected on the battlefield before, such as car compartments, car heads, etc. Anyway, Zhao Cheng found a pile of iron things weighing about 20 kilograms.

"Here, take it! Go home quickly! There are too many cars with large animals on the street. Be careful not to get startled and hit again!" Zhao Cheng handed a cloth bag to Li Kuiyong and told him to go home quickly.

Li Kuiyong opened it and found that they were all car parts, not very important things, much better than the bullet shells in his pocket.

He quickly bowed to Zhao Cheng and ran home.