When Lin Sanqi walked to the threshing ground, 14 bodyguards immediately surrounded him secretly.
If you look closely, you can see that the bodyguards' hands are on their waists.
Several bodyguards had already taken off their backpacks and unzipped them, as if ready to take something out of them at any time.
If a smart person sees this situation, he will immediately realize that a big and powerful official has arrived, and it is best to stop.
It's a pity that the villagers in the rural mountains don't have such knowledge.
Lin Sanqi looked at the two sides who were on the verge of a fight, and then asked
"He's just a barefoot doctor, why are you so angry? Look, his head is bleeding. Did he break a bone? His leg is swollen like a steamed bun. Does it hurt?"
No one answered him at the scene, and both Wan and Bu looked at him coldly.
Lin Sanqi was a little embarrassed. It seemed that he really didn't have the audacity to make the villagers bow down to him as soon as he appeared. So he continued:
"Alright, Wan and Bu, each of you send a representative to tell me what happened? What are your demands?"
Two middle-aged men walked out from the crowd and said with an apologetic smile:
"Leader, I am Wan Laicheng, the village chief of Yi Village."
Another middle-aged man also replied: "Leader, I am the deputy village chief Bu Liang."
Lin Sanqi said sarcastically:
"One village chief and one deputy village chief. You have done a great job in grassroots work in Yiwang Village. The two village chiefs are indeed pioneers and leaders."
Facing Lin Sanqi's sarcasm, Wan Laicheng and Bu Liang showed no shame, but instead looked unconvinced.
County Magistrate Jin explained helplessly:
"Minister Lin, it's useless. We have criticized him many times over the years, re-elected the village chief, and even sent commune cadres to Yiwang Village to be the village chief, but none of them succeeded.
Don't be fooled by these two families when they have something to gain, but when it comes to external affairs, they are also very united and very difficult to deal with. It is no exaggeration to say that they are as hard to deal with as a needle or a fork to penetrate.
Lin Sanqi himself was born in an urban village in Dongguan Province and has a deep understanding of this point.
The villagers in the south are very united, especially with the "clan ancestral hall"
Now even if Lin Sanqi faces these farmers, he still has no good solution.
Lin Sanqi asked again:
"We have an election system for barefoot doctors. Everything is done according to the rules. Isn't it fair and just? First there's a cultural assessment, then professional knowledge, and finally a vote by the villagers. What are you objecting to?"
Wan Laicheng quickly said:
"Leader, I support the election system set by our superiors. It is the Bu family who are not complying with it."
Bu Liang retorted with an angry look on his face:
"Election? Elect your mother? You have more surnames than us, and we have fewer surnames than us. As long as there is an election, we will never be defeated by you. All the advantages in the village are taken by you, the surname Wan.
If this barefoot doctor were to be handed over to Wan Qihua, he would control all the medicines and would have the final say on who to give medicine to and who not to give medicine to. What would happen to our Bu family then?"
When Lin Sanqi heard this, he nodded secretly in his heart.
When he was in the capital, he encountered a three-year disaster period. Not to mention his family, even the normal food supply in his unit was difficult.
I still remember that he put a batch of food into the warehouse, and people from Digital Hospital and Union Hospital came to grab it, and finally even Leader Jing showed up.
In the final analysis, in an era of resource scarcity, you will never get a turn if you don't fight for it.
For example, Yiwang Village is entitled to 20 boxes of cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drugs. It is entirely possible that the barefoot doctor surnamed Wan would supply all the good medicines to his own family and not sell a single box to the Bu family.
He even refused to treat the Bu family. Didn't this make the two sides a family feud?
This is indeed a tricky problem.
"County Mayor Jin, please show me the election records."
A staff member handed over a notebook, and Lin Sanqi looked through it carefully. There was no problem with the task in the election, and it was indeed fair and just.
The final three candidates are Wan Qihua, Bu Ying and Wei Jin.
Wan Qihua received 165 votes, Bu Ying received 135 votes, and Wei Jin received only 10 votes, obviously a minor surname in the village.
Seeing this result, Lin Sanqi got a headache.
…
"Village Chief Wan, Deputy Village Chief Bu, what are your demands now?"
Wan Laicheng snorted at the Bu family:
"Our demands are very simple. We want the Bu family to acknowledge the election results and stop making unreasonable demands."
Bu Liang also sneered and said:
"Our demands are simpler: Wan Jia should not be allowed to be a barefoot doctor."
County Magistrate Jin smiled at this time:
"That's easy, isn't it? Isn't there another candidate, Wei Jin? Since both your families are vying for it, why don't you just give up the job of barefoot doctor and let Wei Jin take it."
Wan Laicheng and Bu Liang pouted when they heard this:
"A small family dares to lead us. Even if he has the guts, he can't kill this bastard."
The negotiations reached a deadlock.
County Magistrate Jin started lashing out again, cursing at both families in the street:
"You are lawless! You are rebelling against heaven! You..."
Lin Sanqi stroked his chin, thinking about a solution.
If they fight, whoever wins will get the job as a barefoot doctor. This can solve the problem temporarily, but not forever. Moreover, this cannot be promoted nationwide.
You can’t beat him, and you can’t persuade him. Is it the superior’s decision?
Obviously, the villager surnamed Wei is a typical example of a typical fate. In the future, he will be targeted by the two major families and will have difficulty moving forward, and even his small family will be in danger.
What should I do then?
Lin Sanqi began to wonder if there were similar stories and solutions in the Twenty-Four Histories.
Hegel, a German philosopher, once said that the only lesson mankind can learn from history is that mankind never learns lessons from history.
Looking at the history of human development in the world, we find that activities such as changes of dynasties and economic development are constantly repeating the past.
History always repeats itself.
Then Lin Sanqi would definitely be able to find a solution from it. After thinking for a while, Lin Sanqi suddenly had an idea.
During the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, there was an open conspiracy: the Enfeoffment Order.
The Enfeoffment Order changed some of the inheritance systems. Originally, the property and fiefs of the princes could only be inherited by the eldest son.
Now Emperor Wu of Han stipulated that the eldest son, the second son, and the third son could inherit together, that is, "dividing the eldest into the smallest". Originally, there were 10 people as one, but with the support of the Enfeoffment Order, it became 5 people as one or 3 people as one.
Specifically speaking, this method can also be used to solve the problem of electing barefoot doctors.
Aren't you fighting for a barefoot doctor position? Then I'll assign you two barefoot doctors, one for each family. Wouldn't that satisfy you?
The key is that this method can be promoted nationwide to resolve conflicts without bloodshed.
Lin Sanqi, a little excited, stopped County Magistrate Jin from cursing and said to the two village heads:
"Village Chief Wan, Deputy Village Chief Bu, since both of you want this barefoot doctor position, I will now make the decision to split this position into two.
That is, your Yiwang Village has established two village clinics and two barefoot doctors. Is this fair and reasonable, since each of you has one surname?
All other policies are the same, except that this subsidy also needs to be split in half, that is, 5 yuan per person. What do you think?"
Wan Laicheng and Bu Liang looked at each other and both began to think about it in their minds.
County Magistrate Jin reacted the fastest and quietly gave Lin Sanqi a thumbs-up:
"Minister Lin, this is brilliant, truly brilliant. Without increasing state investment, this resolves a sharp rural conflict. It's truly brilliant."
Lin Sanqi also liked to hear flattery, and replied with a smile:
"And there is another advantage to doing this. Barefoot doctors ultimately rely on their medical skills to make a living. If there are two barefoot doctors in a village, there will be competition between the two sides, and the level of medical skills and service attitude will be improved.
If one barefoot doctor is skilled and the other is not, patients will vote with their feet. Whoever is skilled will have better service and earn more. This is a virtuous cycle.
As for whether the patient will go to the enemy's clinic for treatment, there is no need to worry about that. If the patient is dying of illness, who cares whether the doctor is a relative or an enemy? Just go and see the doctor first and then decide."
County Magistrate Jin found a loophole and reminded:
"Minister Lin, what if some barefoot doctors refuse to treat villagers from the opposing side and watch their patients die?"
Lin Sanqi snorted lightly:
"What should I do? Rights and obligations are equal. Since you have received my subsidy and become a barefoot doctor under our guidance and training, you must abide by the ethical standards and professional requirements of a doctor.
If a barefoot doctor refuses treatment and causes a patient to become disabled or worsen their condition, they will be fired and never hired again. If a patient dies, they will be arrested and sent to a labor camp. Do they really think the law is just for show?
At this time, Wan Laicheng and Bu Liang had already thought it through, so they nodded and said:
"Okay, let's do as the leader says. Each of our families will lead a village clinic."
Lin Sanqi thought that it was a remote rural area with backward conditions, and not even a monk might have water to drink.
If two monks come now, I’m afraid no one will be able to drink the water.
"Okay, since you've decided, then each of you should prepare a location for the village clinic, and then go to the county town for training a week later. Now let's go see the village clinic you've chosen."
Lin Sanqi doesn't care about the shit going on in the village.
Some people say that farmers in the 1960s and 1970s were very simple and honest. That's because they've watched too many movies. No one is worse than the people of this era. So many unspeakable things happened in this bizarre era.
The Wan family’s village clinic is located in Wan Qihua’s home.
Wan Qihua's family has five mud houses, one of which is vacant. There is also a dirt road in front of his house, which is often visited by villagers coming and going.
The interior space of the mud house is about 30 square meters. At that time, rural areas did not pay attention to the planning of housing land. Whoever occupied it owned it, so everyone built bigger houses.
Lin Sanqi looked at the environment and thought that it would be nice to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
"The house is large enough, but we need to prepare some furniture and build some IV equipment. Wan Qihua, becoming a barefoot doctor isn't enough to save you. In our profession, we rely on our medical skills to make a living."
Wan Qihua is a 20-year-old young man with an honest face:
"Please rest assured, leaders. I will study hard and serve the people wholeheartedly."
Father Wan was a little embarrassed at this time and asked:
"Boss, is it really easy to get a 5 yuan subsidy a month? Will I be able to get a permanent position in the future?"
Lin Sanqi laughed and said:
"It's not impossible to become a regular doctor. I know a female barefoot doctor who performed well in treating patients in the village. She was recommended to go to university and eventually became the director of a large hospital and finally the director of a department.
Comrade Wan Qihua graduated from junior high school, which is a very high starting point. So in the future, while treating illnesses, don't forget to study.
We poor people have few opportunities to change our fate. Studying or joining the army are the only options, but being a soldier has a ceiling, while studying has unlimited possibilities. So, young people, keep going."
When Wan Qihua heard this, he was filled with fighting spirit:
"Please rest assured, I promise that I will become an excellent barefoot doctor, even a doctor at the county hospital."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself, you are too timid, you dare to think about the county hospital?
After leaving Wan Qihua's house, Lin Sanqi climbed over a small hill and arrived at the Bu family's territory...
While Lin Sanqi was busy with his career, he was in the distant Daqing Oilfield.
Train after train drove into the oil field base, and then a large number of engineering machinery vehicles began to unload the equipment on the vehicles.
Minister Zheng, Director Wu and a number of leaders from the oil system were shaking with excitement.
"Commander Zheng, these production lines combined have an annual output of 1 million tons? My God, this is a super refinery."
Director Wu's eyes lit up. You know, the current annual output of Daqing Refinery is only 150,000 tons, and 1 million tons is an astronomical figure.
Minister Zheng also looked several years younger and was clearly in a very good mood:
"Comrade Lin Sanqi said that this one million ton refinery is just for us to practice, so we can build it as we please and not worry about the equipment breaking down.
This time he got us equipment with an annual production capacity of 25 million tons. However, because the equipment is too large and too complex, it has to be shipped in batches.
We've discussed this in our ministry and will give you 10 million tons of equipment for the Daqing Oilfield. We plan to distribute the rest to oilfields across the country. "Old Wu, it's unacceptable that you can't complete this national mission."
Director Wu smiled heartily and said:
"Minister, rest assured. We have made all the necessary preparations. We have already mobilized 100,000 engineers, technicians, and workers from across the country. We are ready to work tirelessly to shake off the label of an oil-poor country within a year."
Minister Zheng nodded and instructed:
"First, we need to understand and operate the oil refining equipment Comrade Lin Sanqi brought us, and accumulate sufficient experience to produce gasoline and diesel. Once we have enough refined oil, we will begin producing plastics, asphalt, fertilizers, tires, and so on, as Comrade Lin Sanqi envisioned.
I hope you will achieve results soon, never disappoint Comrade Lin Sanqi, and always remember his help to our oil system."
Director Wu thought for a moment and asked:
"How about giving Comrade Lin Sanqi an unlimited gas card?"
Baoan County Pharmaceutical Factory.
The oil refinery is just a small side income for Lin Sanqi. For Bao'an County, the pharmaceutical factory is the top priority.
The Yantian Plant is the second phase of the Baoan Pharmaceutical Plant, with a total planned area of 50 square kilometers. The 200 new drug production lines have been put into operation.
Yuan Mingjie, director of Baoan Pharmaceutical Factory, is reporting to Director Shen Guoming:
"Director Shen, I have something to report to you. We currently have 100 production lines fully producing anti-tuberculosis drugs to supply domestic hospitals, but this takes up too much of our production line.
Besides, rail transport is now saturated. Do you think we should cut production of anti-tuberculosis drugs? Should we focus on producing antibiotics and other fever-reducing, pain-relieving, and stomach medicines?
Shen Guoming also had a headache.
The bottleneck currently restricting large-scale production at Bao'an County Pharmaceutical Factory is not that the drugs cannot be sold or that there are not enough production lines, but that there are too few industrial workers and pharmaceutical engineers.
Currently, Bao'an County Pharmaceutical Factory has 10,000 employees, but based on the demand of both domestic and foreign markets, it needs at least 100,000 people.
Shen Guoming asked at this time:
“Currently, we have put three raw material factories into production, and I have an idea.
Foreign anti-tuberculosis drugs must be produced in our Bao'an County. This is the main source of our current profits and cannot be touched.
However, we can support domestic pharmaceutical companies to produce anti-TB drugs. As for the raw materials, they will be provided by Bao'an County. Of course, the cost will still need to be settled, and it is not provided free of charge."
When Director Yuan heard this, he felt a little troubled:
"Director Shen, I've mentioned this idea to Minister Lin before, but he said it was a long shot and wasn't in favor of building a large pharmaceutical factory in the mainland. I asked him why, and he said it would be a waste of money. That's very strange."
As soon as Shen Guoming heard it, he understood why his godson said this.
Because Lin Sanqi kept saying that there was going to be trouble in the country, and that when the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? This was also the reason why he ran to Bao'an County, a small border county.
If someone else said this, Shen Guoming might not believe it.
But when Lin Sanqi said this, Shen Guoming felt that it was almost correct.
Because so far, all of Lin Sanqi's predictions have come true, and everything he worried about has happened.
Thinking of this, Shen Guoming, who had a headache, sighed:
"Forget it, let's just work on it. Sanqi has already added 300 new production lines. Putting all of them into it will give us a break.
In addition, we will submit a report to the higher authorities in the name of the Baoan County Pharmaceutical Factory, requesting personnel, large numbers of them. (End of this chapter)
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