A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Jiang Wuzhu stared blankly as the two walked away, scratching his head: "How could the old lady not see at night? I even saw her shoot down two sparrows with a slingshot last night?"

"Braising is too much. Come on, if you don't bleed it soon, this meat is inedible!"

Wild boars are unlike domestic pigs; they have an incredibly strong, unpleasant odor.

Especially the blood and offal. Properly prepared domestic pig offal makes for a delicious dish.

Wild boar is different; it's inedible.

After gutting the wild boars, Uncle Jiang only kept their stomachs and buried the rest in a large pit.

Everyone was in high spirits. After leaving a few people to continue patrolling, the group carried the pork back to the village.

Silent all night.

As dawn broke, the sound of the hand pump starting up again.

Everything was the same as before, except that today's breakfast included pork tripe soup.

And, unexpected visitors.

"Old man Wei? What are you doing here so early? Didn't the big boss say that you'll be able to use it in a couple of days?" Uncle Jiang said in an unfriendly tone.

Grandpa Wei walked around the hand pump with his hands behind his back, and two women stood not far behind him.

"Good news! Great news!" Grandpa Wei waved half a rabbit in his hand at Uncle Jiang.

"I've come to propose marriage!"

It turned out that Qin Jingru and her mother had discussed it last night and wanted to go on a blind date today.

Somehow, Old Master Wei found out about this and rushed to the Qin family, making all sorts of promises. He said he wanted to be the matchmaker, and if things went well, the Qin family wouldn't have to pay the matchmaker's fee. He'd even subsidize the banquet.

The Qin family thought, "This is great!"

This old man, Wei, is the production team leader of Qin Family Village, and his son is a commune cadre. Having him as the matchmaker would definitely bring them prestige.

Moreover, an ordinary matchmaker would probably be unable to utter a coherent sentence in front of the imposing Grandma Jiang.

This deal is done!

So, why is this slippery old man, Uncle Wei, suddenly so enthusiastic about things in Jiangxia?

There was no other reason than that the shrewd and experienced Grandpa Wei was afraid that Grandma Jiang would settle scores later. He was also afraid that once the hand pump well was issued, Jiang Xia might have any complaints about him and could easily tamper with it.

Then he would truly become the sinner of the whole village.

This kind of thing is all too common; after all, he does it all the time.

He knew Qin Jingru well; she was beautiful and had a great figure.

If we could become in-laws, I would become an elder in Jiangxia, and all those worries would be gone.

After all, Jiangxia's kindness to his relatives was well-known throughout the entire commune.

Not a good match? How could that be! A girl this beautiful, every man has her type!

Besides, Jiang Xia is just a young, hot-blooded lad. Wouldn't he just come at me with a mere flick of his wrist?

That's what Grandpa Wei thought, and that's what Qin Jingru thought too.

That's why we're in this mess now.

"To become in-laws?" Uncle Jiang Liu became interested. He knew Qin Jingru, the golden flower of Qin Family Village.

Oh, no. There should be two. Her cousin was also very beautiful back then, but I haven't seen her since she married into the city.

"Who are you looking at? The village's four pillars and five pillars are both of age. Why don't we call them out for a look?" Uncle Jiang asked deliberately with a smile on his lips.

"These four pillars and five pillars are now also regular employees of the steel rolling mill, and they receive a salary!"

"No! I came here to meet Jiang Xia!" Hearing that Uncle Jiang Liu didn't mention Jiang Xia, Qin Jingru became anxious and immediately cried out.

Uncle Jiang didn't even lift his eyelids: "Jiang Xia is already engaged, don't even think about it."

"Ah!" the three exclaimed in surprise. "How come we've never heard of this before?"

"There are plenty of things I haven't heard of. Do I have to tell you everything? If you don't like it, get lost."

Old Master Wei's eyes darted around: "A fortune teller, a fortune teller!"

As long as he establishes a connection, he doesn't care who the Qin family's daughter marries in the end.

But Qin Jingru objected. With something better right in front of her, why choose something inferior?

"Mother! I only want to be with Jiang Xia, I don't want to see anyone else!"

Uncle Jiang was too lazy to bother with them. He hadn't finished watering the cornfield yet, and he needed to straighten up the corn stalks that had been knocked over by the wild boar. He had so much to do and didn't have time to argue with them.

"Jiang Xia has returned to the city! You probably won't see him." Uncle Jiang said and left.

Has Jiangxia really returned to the city?

Yes, no.

Early in the morning, Jiang Xia and Uncle Jiang arrived at the office of the Red Flag Commune.

At that moment, he was chatting with the commune secretary about the mountains.

Yesterday, when we were ambushing the wild boars, we informed the commune cadres.

Today, I'm here to give a formal report.

Or do you think it's so easy to use guns? This is Beijing! If you don't report this soon, the militia will be marching into the village!

But this applies to ordinary people as well.

Look, isn't the commune secretary holding Jiangxia's hand and warmly greeting him?

Ever since Uncle Jiang, who always talks too much, said that Jiangxia was almost taken advantage of by a pig yesterday, the commune secretary has maintained this situation.

Because the commune secretary was also present yesterday.

He was just trying to blend into the crowd and introduce himself, but Wang Kui stopped him.

The commune secretary was quite a character; he didn't ask at all whether they had caught a pig yesterday.

Instead, they gave Jiangjia Village a bunch of receipts and even issued several travel permits.

Then, with an apologetic look, he said that the commune was poor and could not compare to the large and powerful steel rolling mill.

Words like "I can only express my feelings briefly".

They also indicated that the commune's little donkeys could be used freely in Jiangjia Village for the next couple of days, as long as they weren't overworked.

After Jiangxia ensured the arrival of the hand pump well and diligently installed it, the commune secretary finally let go of Jiangxia's hand.

After leaving the office, Uncle Jiang first went to the livestock shed and drove out a small donkey before leading Jiang Xia out of the commune gate.

I looked at the ticket on Jiangxia Road, and it turned out to be tan.

The words "Fat Tickets" are written in the center, and the address "Nanluoguxiang" is written below.

At the very bottom is the usage period: September 9.21st - October 10.1st.

What is this?

Jiang Xia was full of questions, but he had a good habit of keeping his doubts to himself!

However, judging from Uncle Jiang's delighted expression, it must be something good, right?

After walking a little further and meeting up with the Four Pillars and the Five Pillars, Jiang Xia finally solved his doubts.

This thing is actually a certificate for going to the city to smuggle people out of fat!

Wow, this is truly the era of negotiable instruments! There are all kinds of instruments available. I've learned something new!

At that time, unlike later generations when fertilizer was everywhere, people complained about pollution and wanted to eat purely natural foods.

In today's rural areas, the only way to increase production is to use human fertilizer. But given the current situation in rural areas, where is there so much human fertilizer available?

To put it bluntly, they ate less than they excreted. In fact, some farmers couldn't defecate at all. They were so hungry that they ate clay to survive.

With its large population, Beijing naturally became a battleground for various communes.

The various communes fought fiercely several times over a few people to enrich themselves. In the end, through the mediation of the government, this lucrative deal was created.

It not only defined the scope but also stipulated the time limit.

Uncle Jiang put the little donkey on the cart and drove it towards the city.

"Jiang Xia, where do you think we should buy this meat? The sun is so strong, the meat will spoil very quickly!"