When Secretary Song tried to use a gag technique, Zheng Ya said irritably, "As a secretary, you need to work hard and achieve results to have a chance for promotion."
You want to take shortcuts? That's not in line with the national conditions!
"Uh, then you can teach me martial arts?" Secretary Song suddenly realized and gratefully changed the subject. Zheng Ya chuckled and replied, "You're way past the age of practicing martial arts. You'll never learn any martial arts in this lifetime."
"Sigh, I knew it would be like this. Why don't you teach me some martial arts moves to improve my health? It's better to practice martial arts than to know nothing, right?" Secretary Song was eager to experience what it was like to help someone learn a skill.
This is also part of doing work in a pragmatic and realistic manner.
Who told him to end up with someone like Zheng Ya?
Without personally experiencing Zheng Ya's initiation technique, I always felt I wouldn't be able to explain it to others if they asked.
Zheng Ya waved her hand at him speechlessly: "Go away, hurry up and leave. I'm annoyed just looking at you. Don't waste my sleep time..."
"Frog grass, Bajiquan, Baguazhang, Youlongbu, so cool, awesome!" Secretary Song was so surprised that she didn't move, but instead stuck to someone after digesting the martial arts moves.
Zheng Ya gritted her teeth in anger: "If you're not leaving, what do you want to do?"
"Hehe, don't be angry yet."
The higher command received a report from the Southeast Military Region that you had used three aircraft carrier strike groups to transport back a large amount of equipment and supplies, which are currently being transferred.
Specific details regarding the equipment and supplies are currently unavailable.
So, your superiors want your help in getting a batch of textile equipment.
"You know the country doesn't lack food now, but the basic needs of the people have only been met. If they can't keep warm in the dead of winter, many people will die. What do you think we should do about this?" Secretary Song explained the situation and requested equipment.
Zheng Ya rolled her eyes in annoyance: "You call the Southeast Military Region and tell them to speed up the delivery to the designated location. Send whatever equipment you want."
What are you arguing with me about?
"No, the higher-ups want the equipment from North America..."
"Digging grass is a huge job that involves crossing oceans; I can't do it..."
"No, you can call on your master to do it together. Take advantage of the internal riots in North America and quickly seize their equipment and supplies. Even if it turns the Japanese mainland into a Stone Age, that's fine too." Secretary Song relayed the superior's instructions.
Since the Americans are causing trouble and can target the country and Comrade Zheng Ya, let's give them a good beating so that they'll wake up in their dreams and regret it for the rest of their lives.
Zheng Ya said dejectedly, "My master only hates the Japanese invaders; I am a patriot who yearns for peace."
You're trying to make my master make a mistake!
"It's okay, no one will know anyway, so what's done is done!"
"It's a great thing if it benefits our country's prosperity and strength, not if it's not meant to harm anyone. What are you worried about?" Secretary Song relayed the superior's intention: to rapidly strengthen the country.
Equipment and supplies became a major problem.
Zheng Ya had planned to rest for a few days before discussing equipment and supplies, but it seemed he wouldn't get any sleep again: "Alright, Yan Ye, pick up the goods at the East Suburb warehouse, no delivery."
"Hehe, alright, see you later!" Secretary Song excitedly turned and left. Zheng Ya was too lazy to pay attention to him, and sighed inwardly, "Luckily I was prepared, otherwise I would have been exhausted."
The brain's Niwan Palace contains a supernatural space with a storage volume of 51.2 million cubic meters.
After planning the dolphin's ability to switch between its cerebellum and cerebrum, a memory storage space was awakened within the cerebellum.
The cerebrum and cerebellum each have their own space, which grow together.
Zheng Ya strolled through the garden, contemplating the intricacies of the cerebrum and cerebellum. Xu Qi approached him and draped a fur coat over his shoulders, saying, "Secretary Song is gone. Who are you thinking about here?"
"There are plenty of pretty girls out there, yay!" Zheng Ya happily put his arm around his wife's slender waist and teased her. Xu Qi shyly punched him with her little fist: "Get lost, you're so irresponsible."
Mom told me to tell you that the first batch of vegetables from our planting base is about to be harvested.
Do you have any suggestions?
"Oh, right. I've been busy outside for more than ten days. The first batch of vegetables planted at our planting base should have been ripe by now, right?" Zheng Ya was a little surprised. For example, scallions ripen in seven days. How come they haven't been harvested after more than ten days?
Xu Qi explained with a smile, "Isn't that because the seeds you forced to grow were of a high grade and required too many nutrients, thus prolonging the maturation period? Whose fault is it?"
"I see. So the growth cycle of seeds with a century-old quality has been doubled. That's interesting." Zheng Ya understood.
The reason lies in the fact that the supernatural space forces the seeds to mature, forcing a seed to mature for a hundred years instead of maturing once every three months and then replanting. The quality of the seeds from the two methods is not on the same level.
Xu Qi said with a smile, "Do you know?"
The scallions at our planting base are growing lush and fragrant, and the garlic sprouts, lettuce, cabbage, and radishes are all ripe.
The greenhouse smelled wonderful.
Yan Fugui estimated that the production of shallots alone had increased five or six times, with one seed growing into fifty or sixty stalks. Coupled with their vigorous growth and fragrant aroma, they were sure to fetch a good price!
But that's just how things are in our country; with a unified pricing system, even Mom doesn't know how to set prices anymore!
What do you suggest we do?
"Well, for the first batch of vegetables that ripen at my planting base, I think making money is secondary; giving them as gifts and maintaining good relationships with neighbors is the most important thing."
Here's what I was thinking: I'll give half of it to Brigade Commander Lei as a token of my appreciation to the officers and soldiers. After all, they helped build this planting base with their own hands, and we wouldn't be able to live with ourselves if we didn't give them a bite of fresh vegetables!
The other half was given to the superiors to try.
The rest will be wholesaled to the neighbors in Tongluo Lane, so that everyone can enjoy the benefits and liven up the atmosphere.
In the future, we'll inevitably have to wholesale vegetables, so we can give our neighbors a way to make a living.
"Our family doesn't care about a few measly coins, so why not use them to benefit the public? What do you think?" Zheng Ya made a decision and decided not to sell the high-priced vegetables anymore.
Before Xu Qi could reply, the elderly couple, Mr. and Mrs. Sun, leaned on the second-floor railing and burst into laughter: "Haha, as expected of my last disciple, kind-hearted, just like his master, a good thing, haha!"
"Look how happy you are! He's still my apprentice!" The master's wife was jealous, and the old couple started arguing about the apprentice.
Even Fu Qingyao, leaning on the railing of the third-floor corridor, said, "You brat, you have a conscience after all. You didn't embarrass me. Let's just leave it at that."
You can go and tell Yan Fugui.
I'm afraid he'll be heartbroken.
"Hehe, that's right, Uncle San is too stingy. He can make a penny out of three or five cents."
"Plus the commission you give him, he'd love to sell these vegetables at a high price. What about that commission?" Xu Qi said with a laugh.
Zheng Ya suddenly remembered something: "By the way, what's the situation in Xu Family Village?"
"We've finished our busy work, but we haven't sent them any food yet!"
"It's good that you have the intention. I've already asked Qi Heng to take Bao'er to Xujiazhuang to sweep Bao'er's mother's grave, and to bring a cartload of grain along with her."
"The favor has been repaid, so you can rest assured!" Xu Qi said happily. Zheng Ya shook his head and said, "That's not enough. I plan to develop Xu Family Village into a special agricultural tourism zone..."
"What?" Xu Qi couldn't believe it. What kind of show was this now?
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