Early morning of August 25th.
A dusty train roared into the Beijing freight station.
Nearly a thousand porters sitting on the ground immediately rushed forward and quickly opened the carriage door.
The unique earthy smell of radish immediately filled the entire platform.
While the people of the capital were fast asleep, a large number of staff members were busy weighing, registering and allocating the radishes.
In the middle of the night, there were endless tricycles parked in front of the freight station.
The staff from various stores, covered in the smell of earthy radish and sweat, pedaled their tricycles desperately to get to their own stores.
The longest distance may take more than two hours.
There were even several cases where people and their cars overturned due to the bumpy roads and sparse street lights.
The man didn't care about the pain in his body and went to look for fallen radishes on the ground.
Even more unlucky was that the bicycle chain fell off, and he had to push the bicycle back alone for his life.
Because the store must open on time at 5:30 at the latest!
At around six o'clock, as news came back from various stores, the people in the supply office who had been up all night finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Hongcheng's intervention in the Qiucai incident caused a much bigger stir than he had imagined.
As September approaches, the wetland becomes cool and the temperature difference between day and night begins to increase.
"Let us once again congratulate all the comrades at Hongqi Wetland Farm!"
“Applause~!!”
Led by Director Han who personally visited the farm, applause immediately resounded inside and outside the farm.
All the educated youth on the farm had red faces and clapped their hands until they were almost broken.
When a person sits idle, success will come from heaven.
Their Hongqi Wetland Farm collective was awarded the third-class collective merit once for organizing two agricultural labor competitions and establishing the Hongqi Radio Station, which promoted the province's cultural creation work!
In fact, the reason for awarding the award was a bit far-fetched, but from the time Director Han submitted the report to the bureau and then to the time it was approved by the ministry, the whole process went smoothly and took less than four days.
The reward for this collective third-class merit was not for any labor competition or radio station at all, but for Zhang Hongcheng helping the capital avoid a five-day vegetable shortage.
In the past, this was a company-level third-class merit in the Construction Corps, and it was many times more difficult to obtain than the previous platoon-level third-class merit.
With such a big happy event happening, Director Han should have had a meal with the educated youth at Hongqi Farm, but he and the deputy director were in a hurry.
One of them was from Jiangsu Province and the other from Guangdong Province, and they really couldn't afford to offend the Sichuan Province chef at Hongqi Farm.
Hongqi Farm held a grand banquet, during which Zhang Hongcheng announced that he would take the opportunity of registering for the third-class merit to sort out everyone's files.
"So tomorrow is a day off. Go to the county photo studio and take a few half-inch bareheaded photos. The farm will reimburse you for all the expenses."
The male and female educated youth all agreed happily, thinking that this was the director's opportunity to let them go to the county to relax for a day.
After announcing the decision, Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong looked at each other, and a tacit smile appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time.
In a few days, the National College Admissions Work Conference will be held, and the decision to resume the college entrance examination will spread throughout the country.
By that time, the county photo studio will be packed.
Registration, preliminary review, application form, and admission ticket before the college entrance examination all require a recent photo of the applicant.
When Zhang Hongcheng was browsing the Internet in his later life, he even saw a rumor that when the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination spread in 1977, some people had to travel back and forth from the township several times because the county photo studio was too crowded, but ultimately they failed to get their photos on the last day of registration.
The director's single room.
Chu Miaohong was looking at a list. "We're going to the county tomorrow. We'd better stock up on some stationery."
"I estimate that in a few days, notebooks, books, and pens on the market will be in short supply."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Hongcheng had no intention of talking to her properly. He laughed evilly a few times and blew out the light on the candlestick.
The reason why Director Xiao Zhang uses candlesticks instead of electric lights in his room is not because the farm lacks electricity.
With those old babies around, the small wind turbine on the farm has been surviving strongly.
The reason why Zhang Hongcheng likes to use candlelight is that he thinks it is more romantic.
Chu Miaohong exclaimed, then smiled silently and punched him a few times.
Beast!
"We haven't finished talking yet!"
"My dear, by the time you think about this, I'm afraid it will be too late."
"When I was preparing the prizes for the resurrection competition, I had Jian Yong and his men drive a small truck to clear out all the notebooks, pens, and other items that were piled up in the supply and marketing cooperatives in the surrounding counties and communes."
"Using the same excuse, we raided all Xinhua Bookstores across the country."
“But only a few books were actually given out as prizes.”
"When Director Han came to our place to present the award, I took the opportunity to ask him for a note."
"I said that our farm had prepared too many prizes, and our small supply and marketing point didn't need so much stock. He agreed to let us borrow a counter at the bureau's supply and marketing store for a month."
"bad!"
In the darkness, Chu Miaohong's voice was vague and unclear.
I don’t know if she was scolding Zhang Hongcheng for being so cunning or scolding someone else...
Two notices of resuming work arrived at Hongqi Wetland Farm earlier than the news of the reopening of the college entrance examination.
Because of Zhang Hongcheng, some people and things caught the attention of certain bigwigs in advance, so things that were originally planned to be postponed for a while were now done directly.
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