Reborn in 1965, I can obtain resources just by sweeping the floor.

Wang Fu's hoarse voice shattered the village's tranquility, and everyone came out of their houses to see what had happened.

When people came outside, they saw Wang Fu lying stiffly in the middle of the road, and Su Chen standing not far from him, frowning as if he was thinking about something.

"What happened to Comrade Xiao Su? Why is he lying on the road again?"

"Do you think he's having another episode? You've forgotten that just a few days ago, this guy collapsed on the road, and luckily Comrade Xiao Su saved him."

“Now that you mention it, it really makes sense. By the way, Old Zhang seemed to say last time that he would come to rescue people if there was another chance. I’ll go and call Old Zhang now.”

The crowd slowly gathered around, pointing at Wang Fu on the ground and discussing it. Suddenly, someone remembered what Old Zhang had said and immediately ran to Old Zhang's house.

Before long, Old Zhang, who was limping, came into the crowd.

"Hey, Comrade Xiao Su, do you think Director Wang has the same illness as last time? Is the treatment the same as before?"

"Hmm! The symptoms look similar to mine. You can try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll think of something else. We can't just watch him die."

After speaking, Su Chen stepped aside.

"Alright, just you wait and see. I promise to do my best to treat Director Wang."

Old Zhang spat into his palm, rubbed his hands together twice, and then aimed at Wang Fu's face, slapping him wildly from both sides.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

He even managed to find a rhythm in it.

"Ah! Who hit me? A ghost! There's a ghost in that courtyard!"

After a dozen or twenty slaps, Wang Fu groggily woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Old Zhang slapping his face wildly. He struggled to his feet, looked around, and suddenly stared in terror at the dilapidated courtyard not far away, shouting loudly.

"Nonsense! There are no ghosts in this world. You are promoting feudal superstition and sabotaging the revolution. Be careful, Director Zhang will deal with you and parade you through the streets."

Seeing Wang Fu's pale face, Su Chen coldly rebuked him.

"You...it's you! I followed you to that courtyard just now. You know sorcery, you're the one who's been playing tricks on me."

"Pfft! Wang Fu, I was just trying to be helpful by reminding you, and you're turning the tables on me. And you said you were following me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"You and I……"

Looking at everyone's expressions, he knew that no one believed what he was saying, and he really couldn't produce any solid evidence.

"Director Wang, I think you must have misunderstood Comrade Xiao Su. He has saved you twice. But don't worry, if you have another seizure and faint next time, we can save you. We have already learned Comrade Xiao Su's methods."

"That's right, Director Wang, don't be afraid of your illness. As long as you persist with the treatment, you will definitely get better."

"You...you guys...get out of the way, I want to go back."

Feeling a burning pain on his face, Wang Fu didn't want to stay there for even a second longer. He hurriedly rushed out of the crowd and ran towards the educated youth settlement.

……

A few days later, Yang Dazhuang came to Hu Xingming's house and told Su Chen that the matter of taking the exam for barefoot doctors in the county had been arranged. He could take the village's letter of introduction and the township's certificate to the county health bureau for the exam the next day.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang!"

"No need to thank me, this is a good thing for our village. However, the old clinic is no longer usable. If necessary, we can vacate a room in the village committee building so you can use it when you come back."

"By the way, Xiao Su, don't forget to visit your sister Cuilian's house when you get to the county town. Your brother Haoyu has been talking about you for a long time."

"Don't worry, Uncle Yang, I definitely won't forget. But let's deal with the clinic when I get back. Anyway, it won't be ready in a short time. I guess after the exam, I'll have to go back to the village to get a letter of introduction before I can go to the pharmaceutical company to pick up the medicine."

Su Chen wasn't very clear about these procedures, and neither was Yang Dazhuang, but they nodded in agreement.

Early the next morning, Su Chen took an oxcart straight to the township, and then took a bus from Qinghe Township to the county.

Su Chen did not go to the courtyard he had bought, but went straight to the guesthouse. After getting a room with the letter of introduction, Su Chen did not rest, but went directly to the supply bureau to find Fang Haoyu.

Upon seeing Su Chen, Fang Haoyu reacted as if he had met a family member, holding Su Chen's hand with tears welling up in his eyes.

"I said, Brother Fang, is it really that serious? We haven't seen each other for that long."

"Hey brother, you have no idea how hard your brother has been these days. Come on, I'll go buy some groceries. Let's have a good drink tonight."

After saying goodbye, Fang Haoyu pulled Su Chen away from the supplies bureau.

Fang Haoyu had originally planned to go to the market to buy some vegetables, but when he saw the bag of things Su Chen had given him, he felt a little embarrassed. However, he didn't ask where these things came from.

"Sister-in-law, you don't need to go to so much trouble. I'll just have a simple drink with Brother Fang."

Watching Yang Cuilian busy in the kitchen, Su Chen smiled and said something.

"Never mind her, brother. You're here, so we'll definitely make sure you eat well. Besides, you're the one who brought those things, so we're taking advantage of you. Come on, brother, have a drink."

After having a couple of drinks, Fang Haoyu couldn't help but complain. It turned out that the reason they were being targeted by the Grain Bureau was because of the brother-in-law of a deputy director of the Grain Bureau. His unit needed a batch of steel, but the Materials Bureau hadn't approved it. In order to support his brother-in-law, the deputy director demanded that the subordinates only supply the grain that was within the Materials Bureau's plan, and everything else was off the table.

“Brother Fang, I didn’t expect there to be so many things going on here. Okay, I’ll take care of the grain. I don’t have much, but I can get a thousand or so catties. However, my uncle said that they don’t have any processed grain in their warehouse right now, only raw materials: corn, wheat, and rice. Do you think that will work? If not, I’ll ask my uncle to think of something else.”

After this period of time, two harvests have been made in the space. The spirit field can not only accelerate plant growth, but also increase yield. Corn and wheat yields about 1,000 catties per mu, and rice yields about 800 catties.

At this moment, Su Chen's backpack contained tens of thousands of kilograms each of wheat, corn, and rice, enough to supply an entire supply bureau without any problem.

"Brother, we're lucky to have any grain at all. Who would dare to be picky? But the price of grain is definitely cheaper than finished products. Right now, the market price for corn is less than 10 cents, wheat is 10 cents, and rice is 15 to 17 cents. Do you think this price is acceptable?"

The price was about what Su Chen had expected, and he finally agreed with Fang Haoyu to buy 1,500 catties each of wheat, corn and rice the following evening.

"By the way, my uncle said they have a limited number of burlap sacks over there. See if we can provide some here."

"Haha, brother, this is no big deal. Apart from food, the supply bureau has no problem with anything else. I'll send someone to deliver the sacks to the yard you bought tomorrow. You've really helped me out, brother. Let me toast you."

The two drank until after 8 p.m. Fang Haoyu was so drunk that he could barely speak, but he still held onto Su Chen's hand and insisted on having a few more drinks with him.

However, Su Chen made an excuse that he had to go to the Health Bureau to take an exam the next day, and Fang Haoyu finally let go of his hand.

The next morning, Su Chen arrived at the Health Bureau, handed over the letter of introduction and the township's certificate to the gatekeeper for inspection, and then was taken to a large conference room on the first floor along with several other people.

There were about ten people taking the exam. The oldest was over forty years old, while Su Chen was the youngest, only sixteen.

The current assessment for barefoot doctors is very simple, consisting of two papers, mostly common sense questions. For Su Chen, who possesses intermediate-level Western medicine skills, it's child's play.

Around 3 p.m., a certificate stamped with the seal of the county health bureau was issued to Su Chen, which meant that from now on Su Chen was a formal barefoot doctor, although he would not receive a salary.

Arriving at the courtyard he had bought, he saw that Fang Haoyu had already delivered the sacks. He put them directly into his spatial storage. After a while, 1,500 catties of corn, 1,500 catties of wheat, and 1,500 catties of rice were neatly arranged in the shed on the west side of the courtyard wall.