Chapter 195 Imagination… I think you're aiming for the heavens.
Qin Xiangxiang had just delivered a set of "Self-Study Series on Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" when the local officials there were terrified to learn that Feiyan Textile Factory had asked Shen Wenbo to teach the factory workers.
Old Li, the cadre: "Didn't you say you were going to raise pigs? Weren't you supposed to be living in the pigsty? Why are you giving lectures to the workers instead!"
"That's a bourgeois academic authority! How can we let him teach? Isn't that poisoning the workers' minds?"
Several cadres who had approved Professor Shen and Dr. Ye's arrival were terrified and hurriedly rode their bicycles at breakneck speed to Feiyan Textile Factory.
Old Li, the cadre: "Where is your factory director? Where is Professor Shen?"
"How can he lecture the workers? This is blatant poisoning of their minds."
People at Feiyan Textile Factory said, "Teacher Shen's classes are very useful. He teaches us how to raise pigs and how to prepare pig feed."
"Making steamed buns for pigs."
Old Li, the cadre: "???? Steamed buns? Where would we get so much grain to feed pigs steamed buns?"
"That was just a metaphor!"
"You'll understand once you listen to Professor Shen's classes!"
"Class is in session right now."
When Old Li learned that Shen Wenbo was a pig farmer, he felt a little relieved. They followed the workers to the "Pig Farming Learning Room" and were stunned by the red-painted pig farming sign at the entrance.
In his fantasy, he imagined meeting an old pedant who spouted nonsense, holding a foreign textbook, writing formulas on the blackboard that no one could understand, while the students below either dozed off or were poisoned by his ideas…
Upon entering the "pig-raising room," the first thing he saw was a red banner and a poster of fat pigs behind it. The familiar and down-to-earth atmosphere made him feel relieved.
Shen Wenbo, standing in front of the blackboard, noticed that Lao Li and the others hadn't stopped lecturing. He continued, "Why do we always say that pig manure compost needs to be fermented? It's because we need to hire a bunch of 'mud brothers' to do the work. These mud brothers are scientifically known as 'composting bacteria.' They first break down the manure, turning it into non-toxic and odorless fertilizer, which the soil loves to eat!"
"If you put fresh pig manure directly on the ground, that's like 'burning the seedlings,' which is like forcing a handful of whole corn kernels into someone's mouth. Do you think a person can digest that? They'll definitely get an upset stomach!"
...
Old Li, the cadre, was a little dumbfounded when he heard these words. This...this is a bourgeois academic authority from a big city! How come he's spouting pig manure and compost all over his mouth! And what he's saying is quite interesting.
Burning seedlings is like forcing corn onto someone's head; it won't be digested.
His mouth was agape, and he couldn't close it for a long time. He almost wondered if he had gone to the wrong place or was hallucinating. These words could have been used to teach a class to the peasant commune cadres.
So that's how it works?
Someone asked, "Teacher Shen, how do we know whether these unseen 'brothers' are actually working hard or not?"
Shen Wenbo: "That's a good question. When we're fermenting pig feed, if we stick our hands into the fermenting feed and it feels hot, that means these guys are working hard. If it feels cold, that means they're slacking off and sleeping. We need to quickly add some heat or sugar to wake them up and get them to work! Tell them to get to work and not rest!"
The trainees burst into laughter, then took notes in their notebooks: "Measure the temperature, see how busy these guys are at work."
...This was actually a class teaching about fermenting pig feed.
The panic in the hearts of Lao Li and the other cadres vanished. Then, Lao Li felt a surge of joy. He rushed to the factory director's office to find Qin Xiangxiang, his voice trembling with excitement:
"Director Qin! Oh my! You're really amazing! Your teacher Shen's lectures are so interesting and down-to-earth! Old Shen has only been at your factory for a few days, and he's completely changed!"
"This is true knowledge that serves the people! I think our commune members should also come and listen to these interesting lectures!"
Qin Xiangxiang didn't care about anything else; she only had one core idea: "The most important thing is to raise pigs well. Old Li, you should come and visit our pigsty! You'll see how effective this pig feed is. By the end of the year, the pigs will be big and fat, and our factory will be full of sausages."
In addition, Qin Xiangxiang has a rather wonderful plan. She plans to raise at least 365 pigs next year, slaughter one every day, and supply the canteen with one fresh pig every day. Hehehe, she will raise 400 pigs a year, one pig every day on weekdays, and slaughter dozens more at the end of the year for everyone to share the meat!
Wouldn't that be too extravagant?
But if they can raise so many pigs, it's thanks to the capabilities of their affiliated farms. They've done a good job with their side business, enabling them to be self-reliant and support themselves, thus satisfying their own pork supply needs.
This requires a large number of skilled pig farmers.
Soybean dregs and wheat bran, along with fish meal, oyster meal, and sweet potato vines, are all very cheap ingredients that don't require any grain quotas. Their side business also includes making sausages to sell at supply and marketing cooperatives, and using the profits to buy more soybean dregs and wheat bran...
On their island, there is no shortage of small fish and shrimp, and sweet potato vines! A lot of sweet potatoes are grown on the island, and a lot of the wasteland they have reclaimed on their farm is also mainly planted with sweet potatoes. The reason why sweet potatoes can become a staple food is that they are easy to grow!
The factory slaughters a pig every day, providing fresh pork and pork fat daily—all produced on-site, so no pork ration coupons are needed! A pot of pork bone broth is also prepared daily, and everyone gets a share.
Qin Xiangxiang said, "Once the pigs from our side business are raised, we'll boil a big pot of pork bone and minced meat soup every day, add chopped green onions and cilantro to the bottom of the bowl, and the canteen staff will scoop out a big spoonful of the soup. We'll drink a bowl of this soup in the morning before heading off to work in the workshop!"
Even Old Li, the cadre, was drooling with envy at the scene she described. "Raising pigs is a wonderful thing!"
"This fermented pig feed is so effective that everyone is coming to learn how to make it. Our commune has also sent technicians to learn how to raise pigs."
"Director Qin, you are truly remarkable. In such a short time, you have transformed such a corrupt individual into a good comrade."
"I just wanted to eat a bite of pork, and one person said I had great wisdom, and another said I was amazing. Look at these people, don't they all just want to eat a bite of pork but are too embarrassed to say it?"
When Qin Xiangxiang returned home and looked at the empty living room, she felt quite smug. She felt that she might not have great wisdom, but she had plenty of clever tricks. She eliminated the annoying things one by one.
I'm living a really comfortable life.
Praise Think!
The original layout of this family apartment was odd, with two extremely large bedrooms and a very small living room. It used to be filled with so many books, including a set of "Self-Study Series on Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" with a full seventeen volumes! After moving them, the living room space visibly increased.
When Li Jianzhi returned and found his books gone, it was tantamount to knowing that his hometown had been raided.
The college entrance exam review books I bought for my wife were not only not studied by her, but she also sold them.
Qin Xiangxiang said insincerely, "I know this set of books is very valuable, and you like it very much. When Professor Shen made this request, I was extremely reluctant, but there was nothing I could do. I am the director of a factory. As the factory director, I have to think about the workers in the entire factory and cultivate them into talents."
"Professor Shen said that these are seeds of hope!"
Li Jianzhi stood with his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "After sharing a bed for four years, do you think I don't know what those little worms in your stomach are up to?"
However, the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.
"Think about it, you are indeed a person of great wisdom. I have no objection to you donating the books. As your husband, I support your work."
Qin Xiangxiang replied, "Thank you for your understanding, Commander Li."
"Now, honey, Mr. Shen is teaching math, physics, and chemistry. You could go and listen to his classes and learn more about math, physics, and chemistry," Li Jianzhi said earnestly, patting his wife's shoulder.
Qin Xiangxiang said casually, "I'm very busy as the factory director, I don't have time to work or study."
Upon hearing this, Li Jianzhi did not become angry, nor did he utter any sarcastic remarks. Instead, he adopted a sympathetic and pitying expression:
"Thinking back, after all these years of marriage, I've discovered a quality in you that makes my heart ache."
Li Jianzhi held her hand with deep affection and said sincerely, "You are so virtuous and hardworking. You make me, your husband, feel extremely ashamed."
"You are the most virtuous and hardworking wife I have ever met in my life."
Qin Xiangxiang: "??????"
It would have been better if he hadn't said it, because once he did, Qin Xiangxiang felt her fists harden and all the blood rush to her head.
I really wanted to slap this man a few times to bring him to his senses.
Li Jianzhi added, "You don't know how to enjoy yourself."
Qin Xiangxiang was furious. She was enraged, thinking, "You're the one who doesn't know how to enjoy life! She's the most pretentious, the laziest, and the one who knows how to enjoy life!" Suppressing her anger, Qin Xiangxiang began to recount her grand plan: "Hmph, I plan to raise four or five hundred pigs in the factory, slaughtering one every day. The factory will boil a big pot of fresh pork bone and meat soup every day. Early in the morning, the soup will be covered with pinkish-white bits of meat, and scallions and cilantro will be added to the bottom of the bowl. A spoonful of this soup every day..."
As Qin Xiangxiang spoke, she looked at Li Jianzhi's expression, only to find that her deadbeat husband still had that same deadbeat expression. His expression remained unchanged, completely unmoved by the fact that he had transformed into Lu Bu and was drooling over "Pig Diaochan's" body.
Li Jianzhi: "You're satisfied with just a few bites of pork?"
His voice carried a hint of doubt, a doubt that was nothing short of a mocking taunt, as if asking: Are you so easily satisfied?
Qin Xiangxiang: "!!!"
Ugh, so annoying!
"Think about it, you lack imagination!"
Qin Xiangxiang glared and puffed out his cheeks: "Li Jianzhi, if you don't give me a reason today, I'll have Xiao Pang cook for you. Don't waste any food, you have to eat it all."
Li Jianzhi: "..." What a vicious wife.
What a vicious little fat guy's weapon.
"Think about it, don't you think the slippers at home are still a bit uncomfortable? The soles are too thin."
Qin Xiangxiang was stunned: "These are slippers that even the shipping magnate of Hong Kong praised."
Li Jianzhi said with certainty, "This shows that he doesn't understand math, physics, and chemistry very well either."
"Think about it, a chemistry professor has come to your factory, and he studies polymer materials. Your factory is practically begging for food while sitting on a gold mine."
Qin Xiangxiang: "You're the one who's begging for food!"
"Okay, I want food, honey. I want shoes with soles this thick, preferably this thick, not like high heels, but like a sponge cake from front to back."
Qin Xiangxiang: "...I think you want to fly to the heavens."
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