Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 555 554 Meeting

When Tang Zhitong arrived at the dormitory, Lu Jian was the only one there.

Dou Yongchang was also on the train this afternoon. No one knew what method Lu Jian had used to get him out, so Tang Zhitong didn't ask around.

"Teacher Tang." Lu Jian had been waiting for a long time. He was very excited to see Tang Zhitong enter the dormitory. He even looked left and right outside the dormitory when closing the door.

"Hey, are you impatient? It's 40 kilograms in total, feel it." To be on the safe side, Tang Zhitong went upstairs with only a shoulder bag, and didn't take out the flour bag until he reached the dormitory door.

"I trust what you said, Teacher Tang. But the amount is too much. Isn't it 80 cents per pound? It should be 37 pounds in total." Lu Jian locked the dormitory door from the inside, with no intention of checking the weight.

"It's thirty-seven and a half kilograms. The extra amount can be considered as a snack given to the child by my uncle. I feel embarrassed to trouble the head of the dormitory to help me remember my homework and cover up for me again and again." Tang Zhitong originally planned to give Lu Jian a little more, and this time he made it clear.

"Excuse me, excuse me. If it weren't for Teacher Tang, I wouldn't be able to hand in my homework, let alone take the final exam. So, I'll make up the difference." Lu Jian said as he was about to reach into his pocket.

"No, given our relationship, it would be embarrassing for you to give but me to accept. Dormitory leader, don't be so formal." Tang Zhitong held Lu Jian's hand, preventing him from taking out the money.

"This... Oh, okay!" Lu Jian sighed and didn't insist, but he didn't pull his hand back: "Teacher Tang, let go, I'll take out the cigarette. You don't want money, but you can have a cigarette, right?"

"Hey, this works." Tang Zhitong withdrew his hand and took out a match.

The two brothers cooperated very skillfully, one handed the cigarette to the other and lit it.

"I'll return the flour bag to you after the New Year when I come back." When Lu Jian corresponded with his family, he learned that not only the grain ration in his hometown had been reduced, but also the cloth coupons had been reduced. This winter, the children's cotton-padded clothes were made by splicing old clothes together.

"Okay, there's no rush. You can keep it for use. I have more at home." Tang Zhitong did not refuse obviously, but left a hint. If it was really difficult, he would be willing to keep it there.

"That won't work. We've already started saving on cloth coupons. Although Sijiu City doesn't have them yet, it should be soon. We can't take advantage of Teacher Tang at this time." Lu Jian shook his head and rejected Tang Zhitong's proposal.

Tang Zhitong smiled. Even if this matter was over, everyone with a discerning eye had already sensed that the ration would be reduced, but some people still had expectations for next year's harvest, wanting to keep the supply for the residents of the city and to save their last bit of face. However, spring and summer droughts would shatter these expectations...

After finishing a cigarette, Tang Zhitong helped Lu Jian pack his luggage, tied up the flour bag, and stuffed it into Lu Jian's wooden suitcase.

There were no woven bags or snakeskin bags back then. People with better economic conditions could use suitcases, while those with less financial conditions could only use burlap sacks. The even poorer ones used real leather bags, which they wore directly on their bodies or tied to their bodies and carried on their backs.

After doing all this, the brothers packed up, locked the door, and went to the examination room.

I have the last two exams this morning and will have a holiday after the exams. The schedule is quite tight, but fortunately there is no cross-seating with students from other departments, which provides the necessary conditions for those with outstanding eyesight to "learn" from classmates.

After two games, Tang Zhitong felt good about himself. It was impossible to get full marks, but he would definitely pass.

At lunch, Luo Zhiping shared a piece of news: "I heard that in order to develop the communications manufacturing industry as quickly as possible, our college is going to set up wireless manufacturing and wired manufacturing majors. After the start of the school year, the college will select outstanding students from the existing wired and wireless departments to go outside for training and preparation. After they return from the training, they will become teachers."

"What? Do you want to go over there?" Shi Huaian asked while eating.

"I am very clear about my own abilities. I will definitely not be selected. Even if I am selected, I will not go." Luo Zhiping shook his head. He could be promoted as an officer when he returned to the Municipal Bureau after getting his diploma. There was no need for him to receive training here and start as a teacher again.

After Luo Zhiping finished speaking, he asked Lu Shi and Gu Mancang, "Do you two have any ideas? If you can start working earlier, your salary will be much higher."

Lu Shi and Gu Mancang looked at each other. Gu Mancang didn't say anything, but Lu Shi was very excited and asked, "I would like to go, but my grades are not outstanding, so it will definitely not be my turn."

"Be more confident. How do you know if you don't try? Besides, we're not selecting anyone now. We have to wait until after the New Year to start the selection. If you have any ideas, just prepare more during the holidays." Luo Zhiping suggested.

"Yeah, yeah, thank you, squad leader." Lu Shi nodded in agreement. He planned to read more books during the holidays and give it a try. If he could be selected, he would have a local hukou. Then he could find a partner in the city and maybe get a separate room. Maybe he could even bring his parents over to live with him for a while.

After finishing two steamed buns, Tang Zhitong took some of his roommate's hot water, poured it into his lunch box, and drank it all in one go: "Dear comrades, I wish you a safe journey home, and I also wish you academic success if you don't go home. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. See you in the new semester!"

The school issued a holiday notice two days ago, and school will officially resume on February 2, the 15th day of the first lunar month.

Amid the congratulations from his roommates, Tang Zhitong walked out of the dormitory, and Gu Mancang accompanied Tang Zhitong down the stairs.

"Mancang, is there something wrong?" Tang Zhitong saw Gu Mancang hesitant and asked.

"Hey, regarding what the squad leader just said, should I go or not?" Gu Mancang was unsure and wanted to take this opportunity to ask Tang Zhitong for his opinion.

"Just study hard, the hope is not great. When setting up a new major, even if they are selecting people, they will start from the senior grades. I have only studied for one semester, so I think the chance is slim. But don't be discouraged, as long as you study professional courses well, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Tang Zhitong patted Gu Mancang on the shoulder and said.

"I think so too. Take care, Teacher Tang." After hearing this, Gu Mancang's thoughts died down and he waved goodbye to Tang Zhitong.

"Go back, it's quite cold outside." Tang Zhitong waved and walked towards the carport. It was getting late and he had a meeting in the afternoon.

Before the meeting, Tang Zhitong went to the Bell and Drum Tower first, as today was the day to deliver fish to Tong Wang.

Fortunately, you can pass the Bell and Drum Tower when going to the Women's Federation from the Post and Telecommunications University, and you don’t have to take a detour.

This time, Tang Zhitong still did not go in, but directly "threw" the sack into the yard. This time it was still 100 kilograms. He would add another 90 kilograms next time, and the deal with Tong Wang would be settled.

Along the way, Tang Zhitong did not delay at all. He rushed as fast as he could and was sweating all over, for fear that he would miss the meeting.

When he arrived at the Women's Federation, Tang Zhitong didn't know where the meeting was, so he went to Ye Zhijuan's office first.

There was not only Ye Zhijuan but also a secretary in the office. Tang Zhitong did not recognize her, but after knocking on the door, he still addressed Ye Zhijuan as "Director Ye". "Come in, take a rest first. Why are you in such a hurry? You are sweating all over your forehead in the middle of winter, be careful not to catch a cold." Ye Zhijuan did not correct his address to Tang Zhitong after seeing him, but just came up to him and gave him a friendly complaint.

"Hehe, it's okay. I'm just afraid of delaying things. I'm a young man. It's okay to take the exam in the morning, but it's unacceptable to be late in the afternoon." Tang Zhitong took off his hat, gloves, and shoulder bag, put them aside, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When Miao Xiaoqin saw Ye Zhijuan's behavior, even though she didn't know her, she took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Tang Zhitong and placed it in front of Tang Zhitong.

"Thank you." Tang Zhitong thanked him. This was basic courtesy.

"You're welcome." Miao Xiaoqin smiled, and then prepared to make room, so she said to Ye Zhijuan: "Director Ye, please call me if you need anything."

"Xiao Miao, wait a moment. We are not strangers. Let me introduce you. This is Tang Zhitong, my son-in-law." Ye Zhijuan did not let Miao Xiaoqin leave. In the future, whether at work or in life, the family would always have to deal with secretaries.

"Hello, Comrade Tang, my name is Miao Xiaoqin, and I'm Director Ye's secretary." When Miao Xiaoqin heard that it was Ye Zhijuan's family member, she took the initiative to introduce herself without bothering Ye Zhijuan to speak.

"Hello, hello, let's not shake hands. I just wiped the sweat off my face and my hands are dirty." Tang Zhitong smiled at Miao Xiaoqin. Although he was Ye Zhijuan's secretary, he did not shake hands as per convention. Instead, he found an excuse. After all, Director Ye in front of him was his mother-in-law!
"You kid..." Ye Zhijuan smiled and shook her head after hearing what her son-in-law said, and then said to Miao Xiaoqin: "Xiao Miao, go and see how the venue is arranged. I'll be there in a while."

"Okay, Director Ye." Miao Xiaoqin agreed, nodded to Tang Zhitong, and walked out.

After Miao Xiaoqin went out and closed the door, Ye Zhijuan spoke up, "Anzi, in the morning, none of the experts mentioned the issue of food coupons and money. I thought about it, if no one mentions it in the afternoon, you don't mention it either, understand?"

"Okay, Mom, you can do it yourself." Tang Zhitong understood immediately. Although raising this kind of issue at the meeting was equivalent to getting it out in the open, the "open" side would definitely not support the behavior of "doing it yourself". The only result that could be given at that time was to send it back or hand it over.

If no one mentioned it, it meant no one wanted to do it. Once it was brought up, it would offend people. Tang Zhitong understood that this was because his mother-in-law didn't want him to jump out and be the bad guy.

Ye Zhijuan nodded and started to talk about business: "We haven't finished the discussion this morning, and there will be other experts speaking in the afternoon, so you will be the last one.

Take note while you listen. If there are any opinions that are repeated in the comments you received, mention them when you speak and emphasize how many people have written to you saying the same thing.

The repeated content is the key point, which shows that the public is very concerned about this issue, and a corresponding response should be made in the second edition. "

"Okay, Mom, your arrangement is good. It saves me a lot of trouble." Tang Zhitong accepted it humbly. After a little thought, he realized that he must have encountered a lot of repeated opinions in the morning.

"I've roughly written down the content of this morning's meeting. You can take a look at it first so you can have an idea." Ye Zhijuan handed over her notes, pointed to the chair next to her, and asked Tang Zhitong to sit down and take a look.

"Okay." Tang Zhitong didn't hesitate and opened the notebook to quickly browse through it.

Ye Zhijuan remembered it very concisely. She listed the opinions one by one first, and then drew a "yes" after the repeated ones.

The character "正" is a counting method and is often used when voting. One "正" has exactly five strokes, representing five votes.

When Tang Zhitong was about to finish, Miao Xiaoqin came in to report: "Director Ye, the venue is ready, and the experts have already arrived."

"Okay." Ye Zhijuan did not urge Tang Zhitong, but nodded to indicate that she understood.

After hearing this, Tang Zhitong quickly glanced at the contents at the back, handed the notes to Ye Zhijuan, and said, "Mom, let's go. It's not good to keep the experts waiting."

"Okay." Ye Zhijuan took the notebook and nodded. Her son-in-law might not be able to remember so much in a short period of time, but it didn't matter. She still had herself, right?
Tang Zhitong picked up the water cup and took two sips, then took out the opinion notes he had compiled two days ago from his bag, and followed Ye Zhijuan out the door.

There was a rectangular table in the conference room, with people sitting on both sides. There were also many people who had no seats, so they sat on chairs that were specially brought over.

Ye Zhijuan walked forward and sat right in front of the table. Miao Xiaoqin did not sit at the table, but sat on a chair against the wall next to Ye Zhijuan.

Tang Zhitong consciously walked back and sat on the only empty stool in the corner.

After Ye Zhijuan spoke, someone stood up and talked about the contents of the letters from the masses. Tang Zhitong glanced at it. Ye Zhijuan took a pen and made some marks from time to time, apparently marking "positive", while Miao Xiaoqin was taking notes quickly.

Tang Zhitong was not panicked and did not take notes. After hearing repeated opinions, he would put a check mark behind the opinions that were similar to those in his notes, indicating that someone had already raised them and they were repeated opinions.

In his spare time, Tang Zhitong also looked at the participants. Except for Ye Zhijuan and Miao Xiaoqin, he didn't recognize any of them.

It can be said that Tang Zhitong was deeply involved in the entire process of the birth of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual".

After coming up with this idea, Ye Zhijuan reported it to Sister Li. The two of them mobilized some connections and found experts, mainly doctors from Jie General Hospital, Military General Hospital, and Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Traditional Chinese medicine hospitals do not belong to the military system. The reason for adding them is not only because Tang Zhitong proposed it, but also because traditional Chinese medicine still occupies half of the medical system, especially in underdeveloped areas, the more remote the area, the more obvious it is.

Another very important reason is that traditional Chinese medicine is cheap!
That’s right, it’s because it’s cheap. Acupuncture only requires a few needles, which are reusable; not to mention cupping and moxibustion, the materials can all be made at home; even Chinese medicine can be obtained locally.

Even the Chinese medicine combinations in the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" do not pay attention to the "main ingredient, auxiliary ingredient, and adjuvant ingredient". Some diseases only require one medicine, and the most are no more than five or six.

Later, on the eve of the promotion, after learning that the big boss had written the inscription, the health department, in order to seize the initiative, agreed to cooperate with the Women's Federation in the promotion, and also gained some benefits, such as printing the words "the health department's participation" during printing, and later allowing their people to participate in the revision of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" and so on.

After all, it is rare for the big guys to mention something, and if they are not there, it would seem like a dereliction of duty and it would be a huge loss of face.

Although the promotion of Mandarin has been started for two or three years, it has not yet become a widespread phenomenon. The experts and doctors who spoke all had their own accents. Fortunately, Tang Zhitong could understand them all. He checked while listening and prepared for his own speech.

(End of this chapter)