Chapter 193 Study Class: You are the one with great wisdom.
At the Feiyan Textile Factory's affiliated May 7th Farm, the pigs' growth was remarkable, attracting waves of people to the pigsty to see them, and some even guessed the pigs' weight every day.
"This Professor Shen is a pig farming expert!"
"This pig feed must have been laced with some kind of magic pill!"
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For people of this era, the arrival of any Heavenly King or Emperor is not as shocking as a pig growing plump and strong. Pork, oh pork, how many times a year could we eat pork in the past?
Farmers could only exchange pigs for cloth coupons at the purchasing station.
"Factory manager, many of our workers have expressed a desire to learn the technique of fermenting pig feed. We hope Comrade Shen can offer a training course for them!"
"The workers are extremely enthusiastic!"
Assistant He came to report to Qin Xiangxiang about something "incredibly bizarre" for the textile factory: the textile workers were enthusiastically learning pig-raising techniques! It was truly both laughable and absurd.
Qin Xiangxiang wasn't a proper textile factory manager either. Hearing these words, she felt very gratified. Good, good. After being a factory manager for so many years, she finally heard something "pleasant" to hear.
Don't even mention one or two people wanting to learn pig farming; an entire textile factory could be filled with pig farming technology experts!
"They all want to learn how to raise pigs?" No wonder they're soldiers trained by Qin Xiangxiang.
Assistant He said, "Yes, I looked at the information. Most of these people who want to learn pig farming are from worker-peasant-soldier backgrounds, as well as commune workers. They all used to come from rural areas and had raised pigs at home."
“There was a girl named Wang Yuhua, who used to be a worker-peasant-soldier student. She was the most enthusiastic about learning, but Yang Zhixia said that her grades in school were really not good, and her foundation was very weak…”
In other words, "Although they are not good at learning, they have a high level of enthusiasm for learning."
Qin Xiangxiang said, "Let Wang Yuhua come to see me."
Qin Xiangxiang didn't care about Qin's poor academic foundation; as long as he was enthusiastic about raising pigs, that was enough. Who in the country raises pigs? It's all farmers. How many of those farmers are actually literate?
Wang Yuhua had been a worker-peasant-soldier student, so even if her educational background was poor, she was still better than the rural farmers.
"Factory manager, I want to learn scientific pig farming!" Wang Yuhua's name was rather rustic, and she looked rather rustic too. She was a round-faced girl with dark skin, and her hands were very rough, which showed that she grew up in the countryside.
Qin Xiangxiang: "Have you thought this through? Professor Shen's identity is very sensitive. You want him to give you a lesson?"
"Hey! What's this, Factory Director? Do you know why I was able to become a worker-peasant-soldier student? It's because my family was the poorest in the village. My mother was half-blind. But my family had good values, and we were poor with honor!"
"It was because my family was so poor and miserable that I was able to become a worker-peasant-soldier student."
Wang Yuhua's subtext is that she has "correct political background" and that no one in this era has a better background than her.
In recent years, the college entrance examination was abolished, and worker-peasant-soldier college students were recruited. Wang Yuhua was selected in 1970 and became a worker-peasant-soldier college student. She attended a two-year intensive course and was assigned to a textile factory.
She was chosen because her family was poor but she had good ideas; she came from a very poor and backward island mountain village.
If selection were based on the college entrance examination, someone like her might never have the chance to go to university. Only people from the city with a good educational background could take the college entrance examination and study to get into university.
These poor women toiled in the fields their entire lives to make a living.
However, Wang Yuhua's educational background was really poor. Compared with children of urban cadres like Yang Zhixia, she couldn't keep up with the courses and found it very difficult to learn. She didn't know what practical use those things were, but she was also the first person from her village to come out and see the world.
She learned modern textile technology, but there were no textile machines in the poor mountain village, so it was better to use traditional weaving methods. Wang Yuhua was quite annoyed that she could not give back to her hometown with what she had learned.
But pig farming techniques are a different story! This is the technology that their rural trainees urgently need, and it's the thing that can best help their hometown.
In many rural areas, pig farming is still done using extensive, traditional methods. It's considered quite good if a pig can reach a weight of around 100 or 200 jin (50 kg).
The pigs in their factory, fed fermented pig feed, grew way too fast, and they ate things that were easily obtained in the countryside, such as wheat bran and sweet potato vines.
"Even if it costs me my life, I will learn how to raise pigs and then teach the villagers when I get back!"
Qin Xiangxiang: "Let's open a pig farming training class."
Hearing Wang Yuhua's firm words, and considering her excellent background, this "pig-raising training class" was indeed necessary.
Shen Wenbo was originally a university professor; shouldn't he be able to teach classes on pig farming and pig feed formulation? Teaching anything is teaching, after all.
So Qin Xiang went to Shen Wenbo and proposed to set up a "pig-raising training class" in the factory and have Shen Wenbo be the pig feed teacher.
Shen Wenbo was stunned: "I'm going to teach a class? Teach how to raise pigs?"
He thought that after being sent down to the countryside, he would be far away from the classroom and would have little chance to become a teacher. Now, he has only been at Feiyan Textile Factory for a few days, and he is already using his knowledge of chemistry and biology to formulate fermented pig feed and is about to become a lecturer in a "pig farming training class".
This is so bizarre.
"Comrade Shen, we hope you can give everyone a lesson on chemical pig farming!"
Shen Wenbo opened his mouth, "But with my status... if I give a lecture to someone, I'm not harming them, Factory Director, you should also be careful."
"Many of these people who took the initiative to learn pig farming were worker-peasant-soldier students, and they came from good backgrounds and had good ideology."
Upon hearing about the worker-peasant-soldier students, Shen Wenbo sighed. "These worker-peasant-soldier students have varying levels of education. Most of them have very poor cultural foundations. Moreover, the curriculum has requirements. We need to take care of the student with the worst level and not let them fall behind. We need to adjust the teaching according to the learning progress of the student with the worst level."
Shen Wenbo used to be a university professor. He found these worker-peasant-soldier students very troublesome. Their levels varied greatly, and he had to take care of the worst students in his teaching. How could he cultivate talents in this way?
Those outstanding talents have been wasted!
Regarding these existing problems, university teachers such as Shen Wenbo have reported them to higher authorities on multiple occasions.
Shen Wenbo: "Many students can't even recognize all the elements in the periodic table. It's absurd for these people to come to university."
"Comrade Shen, forget about the periodic table for now, solving the problem of eating pork is more important!"
“The person with the highest enthusiasm for learning right now is Wang Yuhua. She is also a worker-peasant-soldier student. According to her, she was selected to go to university because her family was the poorest and most in need of improvement. Her hometown is really a poor place that you can't imagine. The cultural foundation is weak and cannot compare with people in the city.”
"But if you teach her about pig farming, she can take it to people in her hometown and effectively increase pork production in their village! That's the most urgent need."
Qin Xiangxiang said, "This is also a great deed that will benefit future generations."
Comrade Xiao Qin declared that in order to increase pork production, they've resorted to any means necessary! Pig farming! Pig farming! Pig farming!
When it comes to eating meat, Xianyu Xiangxiang has always been quick-witted, and he'll stop at nothing to increase pork production! Stop at nothing!
"Teacher Shen, since they don't understand the periodic table, please don't explain it. Just use language that country folk can understand, like carbohydrates. Just say they are sugar cubes that can make you fat."
"And then there's protein and calcium, which are good for bones and can make a pig's skeleton grow strong!"
"And that fermentation process makes pig feed more fragrant and softer, making it easier for pigs to digest! They can absorb more nutrients, so it's more cost-effective to feed them this way!"
"Teach in a way they can understand! It would be best to make up some rhymes, like how much soybean residue to mix with how long to ferment, so everyone can remember them well and become a pig-raising expert!"
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"Professor Shen? Comrade Shen, are you listening?"
Shen Wenbo then seemed to wake up from a dream. He looked at Qin Xiangxiang with burning eyes and said admiringly, "Director Qin, you are the one with great wisdom. I was truly unworthy of being a scholar and a teacher before... I feel very ashamed."
Qin Xiangxiang: "???"
What kind of profound wisdom is this? Are you crazy? She just wants to eat pork whenever she wants.
"How dare I talk about combining basic science with industrial production without considering the actual situation of grassroots personnel..."
“We teachers really should come and see the vast countryside.”
"To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that my family was quite well-off before, and I grew up in the city. I know how grain is produced and how pigs are raised, but I've never actually grown grain or raised pigs."
Qin Xiangxiang: "..." Cough, actually she hadn't before.
"Grain is grown by farmers, and pigs are raised by farmers. We intellectuals have this knowledge, but it's all just theoretical. We don't engage in production. Just like you said, only when farmers have this knowledge can they truly play a productive role."
"Thank you for your kind guidance, Director Qin. I now know how to improve my teaching methods."
"I want to give knowledge to those who need it most."
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
It's hard to say. She doesn't know what Professor Shen understood. In any case, it's good that the factory can get the "pig-raising class" up and running.
Now that the problems of the "pig-raising class" students and teachers have been solved, the only problem to be solved now is the classroom: where will the classes be held?
Assistant He: "Let's go to the cafeteria. It's spacious and has a lot of room. Anyone who wants to listen can come and listen."
Qin Xiangxiang shook her head. This was her beloved little pig. Learning to raise pigs required a noble and solemn attitude, and one had to be devout, not reckless.
Qin Xiangxiang: "Let's go to the arts rehearsal hall decorated with spruce wood. The sound quality from that place is particularly good, suitable for rehearsing arts programs, and also suitable for learning pig farming."
Assistant He was dumbfounded.
but--
"Factory manager, what you said makes some sense."
Assistant He: "The rehearsal hall is decorated with imported spruce wood... Master Gu said it's too scary, and he's afraid it will have a bad impact on our factory."
"Now it's all good, factory manager. Let's hang up a sign outside the rehearsal hall that says 'Pig Farming Study Room'."
"Okay, we'll do it your way." Qin Xiang thought to himself that Su Peisheng was quite good at coming up with ideas, and he was becoming more and more attuned to his own thoughts.
The rehearsal hall, decorated with spruce wood, was indeed too intimidating and too expensive. Xue Haiyang even told her that he felt scared rehearsing in it because it was too "luxurious".
Even the members of the performing arts troupe were hesitant to use him, saying they felt guilty rehearsing with him.
Just like the tractor pattern on silk, their spruce wood rehearsal hall should also have a sign for pig farming training.
Qin Xiangxiang said, "I'll go find Mr. Huang or Xiaolou and have them paint a few local pigs to decorate the rehearsal hall."
"Let's put up some more pig farming information boards in the front and back."
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