Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

There are also some collectors who collect secretly like Yang Muzi, but they are in the minority. Most people don’t have that much money and don’t have many items.

Yang Muzi was good at this, so naturally he knew many people in this field. On the street, no matter who had something good, he would know it.

When the disaster year came and everyone was starving, Yang Muzi didn't believe that those people could still hold on to the food.

The second opportunity is to wait for the spring breeze of reform and opening up to blow.

This is the biggest opportunity, but you have to act in advance and make a fortune before Panjiayuan becomes prosperous and in the first few years of its prosperity.

After the second boom, when fake goods are everywhere in Panjiayuan and experts are as numerous as dogs, it is too late.

"Brother Mu, you're back. The leader is here and has been waiting for you all day." "Which leader?" Yang Muzi smiled. "That Minister Chen."

"He's here, go, go, go."

"Oh, my brother Yang, you are here." "Old Chen, I didn't know you were coming. Sorry for the long wait." Yang Muzi put down the bird cage: "Xue Ru, pour the tea quickly."

The big boss smiled bitterly: "I won't drink tea anymore. I've already drunk three pots of tea. My lungs are soaked. I want to talk to you about something serious."

"You say."

"Take a look at this first." The leader placed the disaster report in front of Yang Muzi.

Yang Muzi glanced at it briefly and remained silent: A great famine is coming.

The drought in 58 was just a prelude, and even more terrible droughts were yet to come.

"Brother, do you have anything to say?" asked the big boss.

"Why!"

Yang Muzi sighed: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, the world is unpredictable and cannot be controlled by human power."

"Brother, you are truly a god. You were able to predict the drought several years ago." The leader gave a thumbs up.

"this….."

The guards and Chen Xueru on the side were shocked. They could never have imagined that Yang Muzi could predict the drought in advance.

Yang Muzi waved his hand: "Folk magic, not worth mentioning. Old Chen, did you store any food before?"

"Yes!" the leader nodded.

Yang Muzi: "That's good. In a year of great disaster, not making mistakes is a merit." "That's right, brother!"

The senior leader agreed with this. If he had not listened to Yang Muzi and made preparations in advance, he would have lost his job.

"Brother, I want to ask you for advice." The big leader bowed. Yang Muzi: "Old Chen, are you asking how to deal with the disaster?" "That's right."

Yang Muzi shook his head: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters are beyond our power to stop. If you can borrow a bucket of water from the sky, you can save the people from the water and fire."

"this.."

The big leader was silent.

It’s easy to understand what Yang Muzi said, but there’s nothing we can do about it.

Yang Muzi continued, "We are just ordinary people, and we dare not talk about seeking welfare for the people. In the year of great disaster, we can just keep ourselves safe."

Keep to yourself?

The leader fell into deep thought. Yang Muzi's words were selfish, but also reasonable. If he couldn't even protect himself, how could he talk about benefiting the people?

These words were obviously meant for him.

As the Minister of Food, he is at the forefront of the disaster among all the departments.

If there is any improper regulation, it may cost lives.

After a long while, a light flashed in the eyes of the big leader: "Brother, how do you think I can stay out of trouble?"

Yang Muzi: "As I said before, in the face of a disaster, not making mistakes is a credit. We should try our best to control the situation and WeChat will not be ashamed.

Of course, this is not enough." "That's what I was looking for."

"I have a trick that can keep you safe." "Tell me quickly, brother."

Yang Muzi paused and said, "Issue a severe drought warning to the superiors." "This..." The leader hesitated.

In his position, asking for instructions from his superiors is a big deal.

Unfounded warnings are no joke.

If the warning is issued and nothing happens in the end, he will shake the people's hearts.

At the least, Wusha may be lost, and at the worst, there may be imprisonment. Severe drought warning. Chen Xueru was extremely shocked.

After all, she is not an ordinary person, and she also knows the seriousness of the matter. "Brother, is this okay?" The big boss was still hesitant. Yang Muzi: "No mistakes are a merit." "What if the higher-ups don't take it seriously?"

"It doesn't matter whether the higher-ups take it seriously or not. What matters is that you gave an early warning."

"I understand, I understand, I know what to do, Brother Yang, I have something else to do, I have to go back, I won't bother you anymore."

"Goodbye, Brother Chen." The big boss left in a hurry.

"Brother Mu, is the drought you mentioned true?" Chen Xueru asked curiously.

Yang Muzi pointed to the disaster report that the leader had forgotten and said, "This is just the beginning. The great terror is yet to come."

Chen Xueru asked: "What impact will it have on ordinary people like us?"

Yang Muzi: "At the least, we will starve, at the worst, ..." He did not say the rest. At the least, we will starve, at the worst, the whole country will starve.

Chen Xueru was horrified: Starving is already terrible, okay? "Then what should we do?" Chen Xueru was anxious. It didn't matter if she starved, she still had four children.

As a mother, there is nothing more horrible than watching your child go hungry.

"It's okay, we have food." Yang Muzi said calmly.

"Oh!"

Chen Xueru's heart was at peace. With a man around, she never had to worry about such things.

the other side.

After the leader returned, he did not even sleep and made a disaster warning report overnight.

It was submitted the next day.

However, this report brought a lot of trouble to the senior leaders. Fortunately, the superiors did not say anything and did not criticize the senior leaders by name. They remained silent on this.

To put it bluntly, his opinions were not adopted, but the report was not quite approved either.

However, some people from other departments have different opinions. Some say he is shaking people's hearts. Some say he is spreading rumors and causing trouble. There are even some extremists who proposed to sanction the top leaders.

The internal turmoil lasted for a long time before it was settled, and it was not reported in the newspapers.

The following year, spring 1959.

A disaster report was sent to the capital. From January to April, Hebei and Heilongjiang suffered severe spring drought.

Since last winter, the amount of rainfall has decreased significantly, and there has been no rain or snow the entire winter.

Of the 150 million hectares of wheat in Hebei Province, 62 hectares were affected, and another 20 hectares of wheat needed water to be planted.

In Heilongjiang Province, more than 150 million hectares of arable land were affected by drought. After this report was sent to Beijing, it caused quite a stir.

At this time, some people remembered the disaster warning report made by the top leader last year.

Those who had stood up to accuse the big leader fell silent. The big leader was swept away and his political position was consolidated.

From July to September, the disaster situation continued to expand, with little rain in most areas including Weinan, south of the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, Nanling Mountains, and Wuyi Mountains.

It hasn’t rained in Fujian and Guangdong for sixty days.

It affected more than 20 provinces including Henan, Shandong, Sichuan, Anhui, Hubei, Hunan, Heilongjiang, Shaanxi and Shanxi.

Only then did the public truly realize that the major disaster warning issued by the top leader was no joke.

Therefore, a disaster relief team was urgently set up, and the senior leader was appointed as the team leader.

—After all these operations, some extremists have been completely humiliated. The top leaders hold important positions and their voice is increasing day by day.

This confirms what Yang Muzi said: In a year of great disaster, not making mistakes is a merit.

After two consecutive quarters of drastic production cuts, ordinary people realized that difficult times were coming.

Siheyuan. "I heard that there was a severe drought this year and the grain production has decreased."

"Didn't we hear on the radio this morning that we should cut back on food and clothing and stop wasting money?"

"Oh my, life is unbearable. The neighborhood committee has notified us that the food ration for each household will be reduced by one-fifth from now on."

"What? You want to reduce it further?" "Oh my God, people will starve to death."

All of a sudden, all kinds of news came in, and the people in the courtyard were in a panic. It was late autumn, that night.

A general meeting of the whole courtyard was held in the Siheyuan.

The three old men sat in front of the eight-immortal table, and the atmosphere was solemn.

The other residents were either sitting or standing, looking listless. The deaf old lady leaned against the wall, drowsy.

Uncle Er glanced at everyone and announced, "The neighborhood committee has issued a notice. Due to the drought, everyone is required to reduce their food intake and clothing. The food ration per person is to be reduced by one-fifth. Everyone knows this news, so I won't say more here."

"What I want to talk about is how to overcome difficulties in the face of a major disaster. I'd like to invite Uncle Yi to speak."

Uncle Yi stood up and said, "Everyone knows that things will be very difficult for everyone in the future. As a member of our hospital, I hope we can help each other and overcome the difficulties together..."

Everyone pursed their lips at this remark.

Are you kidding? In difficult times, everyone doesn’t have enough food to eat, so how can we help others?

"Muzi."

Halfway through his words, Uncle Yi looked at Yang Muzi and said with a smile: "Muzi was able to get the planned supplies, I want to praise him here."

Praise? Yang Muzi frowned.

Uncle Yi praised him for no reason. It was like a weasel paying a New Year's greeting to a chicken, so he definitely had no good intentions.

"The food quota is running low, so we need to get more unplanned supplies. Yang Muzi is talented and capable. This task of our hospital will be handed over to Comrade Yang Muzi. Let's applaud."

Sure enough. Uncle Yi's next words set a trap for Yang Muzi.

clap clap clap...

There was warm applause for a moment. Everyone knew that Yang Muzi could get supplies, and if he was willing to help everyone get supplies, that would be a good thing.

"Feel sorry!"

Yang Muzi stood up and said, "I am not qualified for the job that Uncle Yi is talking about."

Uncle Er frowned and said, "Muzi, this is the trust that the leaders of the hospital have in you. You must not let them down. The three of us are not young anymore, so we are going to train a young man to take charge of the hospital. When we retire in the future, there will be someone to take over."

Uncle Three: "That's right, the person Uncle Two was talking about is Yang Muzi."

Uncle Yi: "Yang Muzi is capable and talented. From now on, Muzi will have to worry about the affairs of our courtyard."

Forced!

Yang Muzi Mantou was so upset that he thought, "I would also like to have a leader like you."

"Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't want to be the leader of the hospital."

Uncle Er raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Yang Muzi said disdainfully: "My eldest brother asked me to be the deputy factory director, but I refused because I just didn't like to worry about things."

"This……"

Yang Muzi's words made the three old men look embarrassed.