The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

The things here have been dealt with for the time being, and we will at least come back in winter. With this harvest, we can just support it until the autumn harvest. They will also find a way.

Mo Bin drove away again, following the same route as last time. He first went to the division headquarters to pay tribute to the old leaders, drank a lot of wine, asked for two quotas as soldiers, and ran back early the next morning. Went to the group.

The old troops and subordinates are of course more efficient to use. The main wildlife here is not as good as the Changbai Mountains. Mo Bin directly took them in a circle and went down the mountain from the military headquarters.

The second and third rows are here to support them, and they have to go fishing with Mo Bin. This is the real big harvest. In comparison, ten or eight tons of game is nothing.

It took ten days of hard work at sea before the three old bosses were satisfied. This time they did not need to exchange with Mo Bin. They would arrange food with the Grand Military Region, and Mo Bin's share would be transported back to Beijing for him.

Mo Bin made a request. He would take these soldiers and two fishing boats to fish in the direction of Jinmen, and transport them back to northern Beijing from Jinmen. The soldiers would then sail back. The formalities required coordination by the military department.

Naturally, he had nothing to say about his face. The leader just disagreed with his distribution requirements. After tug-of-war negotiations, he finally reached a distribution choice, half for one family!

On May 5, Mo Bin finally followed the train and returned to the steel rolling mill. This was because he had called in advance. The factory arranged for the original team that went to the Northeast to come to the dock in advance to wait for him and escort him back to the factory.

Of the 15 tons of seafood, only 90 tons were from the steel rolling mill. He had to transfer the rest. There were already enough steel rolling mills. The first batch of tons of freshwater fish was shipped back, as well as the tons of seafood that had just arrived. Not counting the more than ten tons of prey, the leaders of the department came to adjust supplies!

Beijing Cotton Factory No. 1, department store, grain bureau, Dongcheng branch, automobile factory, each has ten tons of marine fish, and the remaining ten tons are still useful, such as streets, related households, etc. must be maintained.

When she got home, Lin Ying, who heard the news, didn't go to work at all. She was waiting for him at home. She said hello to the other girls, and Mo Bin drove away with his wife. She had to take a bath and give her a good rub. Rubbing it, he felt the smell of seafood all over his body.

Mo Bin's return not only made his own family happy, but also affected countless families. His reputation became bigger again, and there were many more people and units who wanted to know Director Mo!

The last case of the Yanzi gang was considered to be completely closed. It was equivalent to completely destroying the hidden line of the Central Government in the Beijing-North region. There were enough spies involved, and the sabotage conspiracy was large enough, so naturally there will be corresponding credit.

As the first one to discover the enemy's situation, Mo Bin was promoted to level one again, and the leader of the department suggested that he be transferred to the Dongcheng branch or a professional department. After all, he had cracked the enemy agent case twice in a row, but he was suppressed. Come down.

Mo Bin himself was unwilling to go. There were three or four people at home, and it would be a problem in the future. If he went in by himself, what would he do? Could he run away with the whole family?

Fortunately, he still followed his personal wishes. Mo Bin preferred to stay in the steel rolling mill. However, if he was promoted to this level, his position would have to be changed. He could not always serve as the deputy director of logistics. His level would soon catch up with Li Huairen!

The leadership team in the factory also had a headache. Mo Bin's level was promoted too fast. In just half a year, he went from the 17th level to the 14th level to the 141th level. Not only did his salary increase to . The question of money.

The troublesome thing is that Mo Bin is not willing to take on actual duties and manage things other than the three purchasing departments. The factory really cannot do without him as the "section chief", otherwise who would have this ability? Hundreds of tons of meat, at least twice a year, each worker can get twenty or thirty kilograms!

Finally, let me coordinate. I serve as the Deputy Minister of the Armed Forces, Deputy Director of Logistics, and Chief of the Third Procurement Section. The last one is the key. Both of them are false positions. They are paid for nothing and do not work. Don't forget that there are job allowances.

At the end of May, the weather was already getting hotter. The fourth child's daughter-in-law, Feng Xianglian, happily gave birth to a big fat boy for him, and Mo Bin also got a big nephew again.

Lin Ying also had minor mood swings. Her sister-in-law gave birth to a fat son, which also added a little psychological pressure to her. No matter how much Mo Bin emphasized that he liked his daughter, it was no use, so he had to take her to a master of traditional Chinese medicine to buy ten pounds of pork belly for her. He replied, "Both mother and son are safe!".

"Are you satisfied? He's a brat. My precious girl woke up from her dream. Fortunately, Niuniu is still here. Why didn't I know that you still favor boys over girls?" Mo Bin said to his wife angrily.

"I don't favor boys over girls at all. They are all my children and I treat them all the same. It's just that I see my father-in-law and mother-in-law are so happy, and everyone around me congratulates the fourth son and his wife. Besides, I don't have a good reputation to begin with, but I still have Neighbors and colleagues talked about it privately." Lin Ying explained embarrassedly. She knew very well that her husband really liked her daughter, not just words.

"Let's go home and cook something delicious for you two. By the way, wife, I'm going to go south next month to try to get some food and seafood. There are some problems with the food supply in the factory. In the second half of the year More trouble." Mo Bin decided to go to the south, of course the southernmost place.

"Isn't it about a good harvest? How much is the yield per mu?" Lin Ying asked in surprise. She didn't know much about farming and relied on reading newspapers and listening to the radio.

"Those people are all relying on dreams, and the people below are also trying their best to fake and brag. Don't they know that they are cheating themselves? If the harvest is really going to be good, why is the supply decreasing again and again? We don't care so much, just take care of ourselves." Mo Bin didn't want to For bringing up this topic, those people should be put to death in a hurry. How much public grain should be paid for an output of 10,000 kilograms per mu? What's left?

"This is a big deal. Don't worry about me. Why are you going to the south?" Lin Ying nodded and understood. Shouldn't she go to a major grain-producing province?

"I want to go to southern Guangdong. The good rice there is two-crop rice and three-crop rice. The South China Sea also has more seafood and rich species. I also want to find a chance to go to Xiangjiang to see if I can buy a large amount of grain. "Mo Bin decided to reveal a little bit of the news to his wife.

"Ah? Will you make a mistake?" Lin Ying was a little surprised.

"No, I got the approval from the upper management. Please keep it confidential. No one can tell." Mo Bin was not lying. Vice President Li agreed to let him go to Xiangjiang.

"Upper leaders?" Lin Ying confused him.

"I cracked down on enemy agents in the Northeast. Vice President Li flew over personally and chatted with me for a long time. You should know what he was doing, right?" Mo Bin reminded her.

"Okay, I understand. Promise me that you will come back safely and watch our son grow up." Lin Ying said seriously.

"Don't worry, you don't know what I'm capable of. I don't pay attention to those stragglers and Japanese devils at all." Mo Bin said with a smile.

"You're the only one who can do it, right? Please be serious and don't underestimate anyone." Lin Ying twisted him angrily.

"You're kidding, you're kidding. I'm not out to kill enemies. I'm here to get supplies and funds. There's no danger." Mo Bin quickly begged for mercy. Who did he learn this from?

On June 6st, Mo Bin boarded a plane heading south. It was not a direct flight yet. He had to fly directly from northern Beijing to Hankou Airport, and then fly to Tianhe Airport in Yangcheng. Compared with later generations, the air tickets in this era were definitely expensive. I can’t afford it, it’s a few hundred yuan more, but fortunately the factory arranged it.

The key was the hassle along the way. The comfort was so bad and the safety was even worse. Mo Bin himself felt that in order to save time, it was not worth the risk. He would just take the train in the future!