Seeing his brother-in-law's intoxicated look, Fu Hongliang smiled and introduced:
"Dad, Mom, little brother, you came at the perfect time. Now is the time when our Yunnan mushrooms are at their most plump. Look, that pot is the wild mushroom hotpot. And that clay pot contains the famous steamed chicken, and..."
Lin Sanqi visited Yunnan for the first time in his two lives and was greatly interested in the local delicacies:
"Brother-in-law, do you have the Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles?"
Fu Hongliang smiled and said:
"Yes, yes, yes. Not only do we have Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles, but we also have Red River Rice Noodle Rolls, Dai-style Hand-Pulled Rice, Black Three Chops, Da Jiujia, and so on. These are all our Yunnan specialties."
At this time, Shen Wenqiu also spoke on behalf of her husband:
"Mom, Dad, and my little brother, Hongliang spent a lot of effort to get these special delicacies. He even invited the chef from our army canteen to come out. You must taste them carefully."
Shen Guoming was obviously very satisfied with his son-in-law’s hospitality:
"Hongliang, thank you for your hard work. Preparing so many ingredients is not easy in the current situation. This is just one meal, so don't spend too much money in the next few days. If you keep eating like this, you and Xiaoqiu will use up all your food and meat coupons."
In 1962, the famine was only alleviated. At most, people were no longer starving to death, but having enough to eat and eating well was still a luxury, and it continued for more than ten years.
Especially in the border areas of Yunnan where there is little farmland.
Before he finished speaking, a hearty voice rang out at the door:
"Dean Shen, Commissioner Lin, from now on, your meals will be covered by our army. How can we let our distinguished guests be dissatisfied?"
A few soldiers walked in from outside the box. Fu Hongliang was surprised at first, then he quickly stood up and introduced them:
"Dad, little brother, this is our Commander Cao Zhiyang. Commander Cao, why are you here?"
Commander Cao smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking Shen Guoming's hand:
"I've long heard of Dean Shen of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He's my senior. Since Dean Shen is visiting Yunnan this time, I, as the host, must treat him well. Otherwise, I'll be laughed at by my old buddies."
The army is a big family. When you talk about relationships within the army, you will find that everyone you talk about is an old comrade and old friend.
Shen Guoming is such a smart person, but he is just a retired director of a hospital. How could he have the face to ask the chief of the Kunming garrison to come out to receive him?
The person they really wanted to entertain was their godson, who was drooling beside them:
"Hello, Commander Cao. My sons Hongliang and Xiaoqiu are serving under you. We are sorry to cause you any trouble.
Oh, by the way, let me introduce you to this person, Comrade Lin Sanqi, Deputy Minister of the General Logistics Department's Health Department, Director of the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital, Executive Deputy Commissioner of the Fushan Special District, and Secretary of Bao'an County.
Lin Sanqi's duties were diverse and complicated, involving both political and military affairs. He was probably the first person in the country to do so.
They were all wonderful people, and they all understood each other tacitly. Cao Zhiyang took the opportunity to extend his hand:
"Commissioner Lin, I've heard so much about you. You're our country's youngest president, youngest colonel, and youngest commissioner. Today I finally get to meet you."
Lin Sanqi quickly saluted: "Hello, Commander Cao."
How could Cao Zhiyang dare to be so arrogant?
Although Lin Sanqi's military rank was one level lower than his, he was the deputy minister of the Central Military Commission's Ministry of Health. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a close minister to the emperor.
If we really talk about connections and energy, it is ten times or even a hundred times that of Cao Zhiyang. In the final analysis, he is just a small military commander in a frontier province.
So he quickly stood up and returned the greeting:
"Hello, Chief of the Central Committee!"
Lin Sanqi was so frightened that he dodged to the side and said jokingly:
"Commander Cao, please don't scare me. If Leader Wu and Leader Jing knew I was acting so arrogantly in front of the local comrades, they would kill me when I get back."
This is a polite way of saying it, but in fact he is still pretending to be big and powerful, always mentioning the big leader to scare people.
Sure enough, Cao Zhiyang's smile widened when he heard this:
"President Shen, Commissioner Lin, come on, since you're in our army, you can't let Comrade Fu Hongliang treat you today. Count it in. I'll give the meal and meat tickets to Hongliang later."
Come, everyone, take a seat. Let me tell you, today's chef is actually the head chef of Fuzhaolou. His Yunnan cuisine is truly exceptional. Everyone is in for a treat today, haha."
Lin Sanqi was already impatient after smelling the smell:
"Eat, eat, eat! Oh, I've been starving all day. You can't use the restroom on airplanes these days, so I've been holding it in all the way and haven't dared to eat anything."
Commander Cao joked, "Then Commissioner Lin could have a fairy scatter flowers in the sky. That would be a beautiful scene."
Hahaha, everyone chuckled.
As a result, before everyone could politely sit down, another cadre hurried in from outside. This time he was an old acquaintance.
The person who came was Director Zhao Youxia of the Yunnan Health Department. He was holding two bottles of wine and began to complain:
"Fortunately, fortunately, I'm not late. Dean Shen, Comrade Sanqi, it's been a long time since we last met, haha. Commander Cao, you're such a rude person. When guests come from afar, how can you eat alone without notifying everyone?"
Commander Cao laughed heartily: "Good for you, Old Zhao, you have a really sharp nose. Come on, come on, we haven't even started eating yet, you've arrived just in time."
Although Lin Sanqi was at the same level as everyone else, he was the youngest present, so he quickly stood up:
"Director Zhao, long time no see. I'm here to visit my brother-in-law and sister. It's a private trip. How could I trouble you and Commander Cao?"
Zhao Youxia put two bottles of wine on the table and said with a smile:
"I got the news the moment your plane, the God of Wealth, took off from the capital. Last year, during a meeting in Guizhou, I invited you to visit Yunnan, and today I finally got the chance.
Come on, this is our Yunnan specialty Yulin Spring Wine. It's mellow, sweet, and refreshing, with a fantastic taste. I treasure it and don't let anyone else drink it. Dean Shen and Commissioner Lin are here today, so let's not go home until we're drunk."
Fu Hongliang and Shen Wenqiu looked at each other and saw confusion and shock in each other's eyes.
They were both just ordinary cadres and military doctors in the army, and they usually did not come into contact with big figures like Commander Cao and Director Zhao.
As a result, with the arrival of his little brother, he immediately attracted the two great gods. It seems that the power of this cheap little brother Lin is beyond their imagination.
Originally, they had always thought that Lin Sanqi climbed up to the top with the help of their father, and they had a vague sense of superiority in their hearts. As a result, their father's status is now far inferior to Lin Sanqi's.
At this time, Commander Cao and Director Zhao also started to make plans in their minds.
Commander Cao knew that the cash donated by Lin Sanqi to the Huadu Military Region amounted to more than 10 million Hong Kong dollars. He could earn millions every year from those veterans alone. That was a lot of money.
By then, any amount of food that the God of Wealth Lin leaks out will be enough to feed a frontier division like him.
Director Zhao understood Lin Sanqi's power better. Regardless of anything else, as long as he served this gentleman well, no matter how much penicillin he needed, it would not be a problem.
The key point is that Lin Sanqi now has an anti-tuberculosis treatment project in his hands. Director Zhao very much hopes that Yunnan can become the first province to carry out tuberculosis treatment.
After three rounds of drinks, General Cao saw that the atmosphere was almost tense, so he started to complain:
"President Shen, Commissioner Lin, you don't know how poor Yunnan is. We have eight mountains, one river, and one piece of farmland. We have no industry and no agriculture. We are completely poor."
Lin Sanqi thought that Yunnan was a little poor, but it was much better than the neighboring Sichuan Province.
Why? Because Yunnan has too many ethnic minorities. So, in order to maintain stability and unity in the border areas, the large-scale grain collection in the interior was much milder in Yunnan.
From 1959 to 1961, Sichuan Province transferred a total of 14.7 billion jin of grain to other provinces, accounting for two-thirds of the total grain output of Sichuan Province.
The amount of grain transferred out of YN Province is less than a fraction of that of Sichuan Province. Of course, the inconvenient transportation also makes it a great advantage. After all, Sichuan Province has trains, while Yunnan Province does not.
The tragedy for Yunnan is that it provided too much free aid to its southern neighbor, and then raised an ungrateful person.
When Minister Zhao heard that Commander Cao had begun his grievance meeting, he quickly followed suit:
"Yes, Commissioner Lin, you don't know that last year we traded our local specialties for penicillin, and we only got 100,000 bottles in total. But sending this amount to our province is simply a drop in the bucket.
Yunnan now has 16 prefecture-level cities, over 160 counties, and border troops. We're also sharing the vaccine among the various systems. Less than 5,000 bottles were allocated to our Health Department.
5,000 bottles sounds like a lot, but when it comes to clinical use, it's only a few. Oh my god, as the director, my life is so difficult. I wanted to rush to the capital and complain to Dean Lin. Oh no, now it's Commissioner Lin who's complaining.
Lin Sanqi thought that once his Baoan Pharmaceutical Park was completed, in addition to the first batch of anti-tuberculosis drugs, this penicillin production line would also be a top priority. (End of this chapter)
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