Chapter 507: The City after the Earth Rift
In fact, it’s not that it’s completely impossible to find talent, it’s just that the demand for talent is too great in the early stages of urban construction.
When Zhao Yeqing heard the words "Old Lady Feng", her heart tightened. She had wanted to ask Feng Lixuan since the moment she met him, but she couldn't. She didn't dare to hear the answer she was afraid of. After all, so many years had passed.
"Nephew, my aunt..." She looked at Feng Lixuan, the anxiety in her eyes almost overflowing.
Feng Lixuan patted Zhao Yeqing on the shoulder and said, "I'm fine. I just don't dare to tell her that I'm in the city. I want to tell her once I'm sure."
When he first saw Mu Xi appear in the city, Feng Lixuan had wildly imagined that Mu Xi might have already separated from Zhao Yeqing or joined a reactionary organization.
After all, he is tall and strong, and has lived in the mountains for so many years, so his aura is very different from that of ordinary people.
It was not until I saw Zhao Yeqing last time that I felt relieved, but I still had to wait for the organization's investigation report to confirm that there was nothing wrong with the two of them. So I might as well wait until I met them this time and bring them back to see the old lady directly.
I told the old lady in advance, but since I couldn't see her, it was just a waste of time and energy worrying her.
When Zhao Yeqing heard that Old Mrs. Feng was fine, he suddenly felt a surge of warmth in his eyes and his nose felt sore.
"Don't go back tonight. Leave tomorrow and come to my house first."
Zhao Yeqing was about to agree, but then he remembered that he had to go back to feed the livestock, so he had to refuse.
"It's getting late tonight. How about I go back tonight and come back tomorrow? Don't tell your aunt yet. I'll go straight to your house to find you tomorrow morning."
Feng Lixuan thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. Tomorrow is Sunday, and more people will be at home. So, when you arrive tomorrow morning, go to the agricultural supply store next to the small market to find my dad. Except for the old lady, all the elders in the family will know that you are here. Then ask my dad to close the store early and take you home for lunch at noon."
"Sure...ah? An agricultural supply store?" Zhao Yeqing was a little confused: "Didn't the owner of the agricultural supply store say he was a big grain merchant?"
Mu Xi couldn't help but remind him: "No, that's what you made up after they said that the agricultural supply store contributed enough food to feed the entire city."
Zhao Yeqing...
Feng Lixuan...
"Is there such a rumor outside?" Feng Lixuan was stunned and looked at his assistant.
The assistant shook his head blankly: "I don't know."
Feng Lixuan and the other two explained: "It's a bit exaggerated, but in fact half of the city was swallowed up at that time. The temperature was high at that time. When we were transferred from the county town to the city, we reported to the authorities that we still had a lot of agricultural production materials in our warehouse."
Zhao Yeqing knew that the means of production were not simply text books and data, but social, economic and political means of production, including tools, resources, raw materials and so on.
Judging from the agricultural supply stores and hardware stores that the Feng family had opened in the town and the county, there would probably be a lot of stuff, covering a wide range, including agricultural tools, equipment, seeds, seedlings, fertilizers, pesticides and various hardware tools... In addition, the Feng family's original assets were a sawmill, so there might be other supplies.
A small and prosperous family would not be just what is visible on the surface.
Feng Lixuan said that they initially provided the agricultural production materials needed by the entire city, which means that all the fruits and vegetables were grown by them.
When it comes to this, he has a lot to say.
But the assistants still have to go to work tomorrow morning. The nature of their jobs requires them to be on call at all times and they almost never have days off.
The three of them said goodbye to the assistant and his wife and walked slowly towards the parking lot, chatting about what had happened in the past few years as they walked.
When Feng Lixuan thinks back to the past now, he still feels a little emotional.
"Little aunt, you don't know. After the ground cracked, we were all stunned. The whole family was in a mess, like headless flies. It was the old lady who calmed the situation and stabilized everyone's emotions. In the end, she even made the decision to hand over the things."
He still remembers that when the authorities were about to relocate them, the elders in his family discussed whether they should find a place to hide things that could be used in the future. For example, large machinery and equipment. His family ran a lumber mill, and they had several cranes and trucks, plus a lot of metal equipment that could withstand storage.
I thought that when I needed these things later, they might be worth more.
Those elders were also businessmen. Seeing the ruins all over the city, they guessed that reconstruction was imminent and that it would be most valuable if they sold their properties when they were most needed.
The old lady was resolute not to keep any of the stock and handed it all over when the officials came.
The old lady with silver hair scolded her son who was in his 50s or 60s like a child who had done something wrong. She lowered her head and dared not say a word: "You are short-sighted! When the country is built, everyone has to be well, then the family can be well! Mr. Deng said that 'development is the hard truth!' Have you learned anything?"
No one in the room dared to speak. Feng Lixuan secretly groaned. When Mr. Deng said that, he was still a few years away from being born.
After arriving in the city, life became even more difficult than when we were waiting for rescue.
All the stored food in the house had to be handed over, and we had to eat from a big pot every day. The meals were fixed and we couldn’t eat more even if we wanted to.
Feng Lixuan was so moved that tears streamed down his face: "Aunt, you don't know how hungry I was back then. If I hadn't lost money in those years, maybe I could be as tall as my uncle now!"
Zhao Yeqing glanced at Feng Lixuan who was standing on tiptoe next to Mu Xi. They were almost the same height. If he wasn't standing on tiptoe, he would probably be half a head shorter, about 1.80 meters tall.
She mercilessly pierced through his self-consolation: "You were already in your twenties before the ground cracked. Do you still want to grow taller? Do you want to take Jintai Li?"
Jintaili was the best pig feed sold by Fengjia Agricultural Supply Store at that time.
He also said that later when they came to the city, because of the bad weather, the government built a greenhouse underground. However, the underground space was limited, and there would be earthquakes from time to time, so there were not many places for people to escape the heat, and they had to make room to grow vegetables. During that time, a large group of people lived together.
If one person gets sick, many people will be infected. Medical care, food and accommodation will all be in short supply, and people will die every month.
Not to mention there were many troublemakers.
Not having enough to eat, getting sick, and having no medicine when sick, even if I understand the current resource difficulties in the city, I can't help but be unable to control my emotions.
The more Zhao Yeqing listened, the more his heart ached.
"And then?"
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