Scholars in the courtyard

Seeing the other party acting like this, Xu Damao didn't say much.

At the moment, Liu Guangqi is the only one in the Liu family who can catch his eye. He is doing well in Shicheng. Just look at the things he buys every time he comes back, and you can tell that his money is dishonest.

His status is probably not low, otherwise he would be able to return to Sijiu City every now and then.

As for the two brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, they are both stuck in the mud, so it would be good if they could just get by.

Now I have a good relationship with Liu Guangqi and see if I can get on the line and go to the factory to show movies.

At that time, the harvest was the big one.

The cart entered the middle courtyard and headed toward the backyard.

"Hey, Sister Qin, I'm going out to make soy sauce."

When he met Qin Huairu at the door, he couldn't help but stop and speak when he saw that graceful figure.

Qin Huairu was in a hurry to find Liu Guangqi, but he would not pay attention to Xu Damao.

You Qiao and the two families were having an unpleasant quarrel, and they didn't even bother to take a look at them right now.

Taking the soy sauce bottle out of the house, Xu Damao snorted coldly, "A widow, what's there to be proud of?"

"Sooner or later, I will ask you to fetch soup for me."

With that said, he walked towards the backyard.

Yang Xiaotao came back late today. In the afternoon, news came from above that manpower would be arranged, but before that, an alloy steel research team had to be established.

Yang Youning and Liu Huaimin caught Yang Xiaotao and talked in the office for a long time.

Yang Xiaotao didn't want to get involved in this matter.

Now he can see that this research group is just a joke of his superiors.

It was just an excuse, and they, the machine shop, took it as the truth.

As you can imagine, what should we do if we don’t pay enough attention to something?

He didn't want his reputation to be ruined.

One day in the future, the superiors will ask, why have we been researching alloy steel for so many years, and the people there are just doing it for a living?

Then he's just a jobber.

Can't be, can't even join.

Therefore, Yang Xiaotao firmly acted inappropriately.

But this was firmly resisted by Liu Huaimin and Yang Youning.

Since Yang Xiaotao didn't take the lead, it was hard for the two of them to take the lead.

So the three of them started arguing in the office.

Finally, after some friendly negotiations and re-dividing work tasks, Yang Xiaotao gained the right not to deal with the trivial matters of the machinery factory and successfully became the leader of the research team.

As for the candidates, Yang Xiaotao doesn’t know how many there are at the moment.

Anyway, several people from the steel factory who were originally transferred, especially An Zhongsheng and Li Junming, were all pushed aside by Yang Xiaotao. It is better to use these talents for business.

As for the new group, didn't the Seventh Machinery Department find some interns who have not graduated? Director Liu just said in a letter that they are all students, and communication is more convenient between students.

Back home, Yang Xiaotao didn't have the heart to cook, so he asked Xiaowei to play by herself, and then went to the backyard with wine.

After looking at the second aunt's smiling face, Yang Xiaotao entered Lao Tao's house without saying much.

"Why did you come to my place?"

Zhang Laodao is making noodles at home.

There was also a bowl of sliced ​​pork on the table, which looked like it was going to be made into noodles.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao took out a piece of ham sausage from his arms, put it on the table and helped light the fire.

I have to say that Lao Dao is living a cool life as a single.

A person can eat when he wants and sleep when he wants. This is so comfortable after being experienced in the world of mortals.

"The family doesn't want to get angry, so come here and make do with it."

Yang Xiaotao said, looking at the water in the pot, "I didn't expect to catch something good!"

Zhang Laodao stopped busy when he saw Yang Xiaotao coming. Who knows that Yang Xiaotao's craftsmanship is so good.

He picked up the pot and pinched some broken tobacco leaves from the bag and pressed them down little by little, then took out a match and lit it.

"You look like this, it seems like you have something on your mind. Otherwise, why would you come here to eat?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "If you don't protect me, you will be blind for nothing!"

The old man was cheerful and said nothing.

Just looking at the figure passing by outside the door, his eyes narrowed.

"Liu Guangqi?"

Yang Xiaotao also saw people from the past, "It's not the weekend, are you back again?"

"It seems quite relaxing!"

The old man nodded.

"I came back three times this month, and I brought a lot of things with me each time, tsk tsk!"

"I feel richer than you!"

Yang Xiaotao curled his lips, "But life is the master. Spend as much money as you want, and the scenery will be natural."

"Unlike me, I have an old one and a young one, and I still have three cubs to raise."

"In the future, some people will be unable to move, and they will have to watch even if they are not allowed to do so."

"Everything costs money."

As he spoke, he glanced at the old Taoist, who was stroking his beard and smoking a cigarette, turning a deaf ear to Yang Xiaotao's words.

"Let me tell you, your noodles are finely chopped. Do you know how to use a knife?"

Yang Xiaotao took a few bites of noodles and looked at the noodles of different widths. He felt that such good noodles were wasted in vain.

The old Taoist didn't say anything. He could see that Yang Xiaotao was probably out of his mind and was talking rudely.

"Sophisticated"

While mumbling, Yang Xiaotao took the noodles out of the pot, put the dishes on the table, and then the two of them sat down.

"You kid have been talking non-stop since you came here. Let's talk about it now that we have dinner."

The old man took out a jar of wine from the box. Yang Xiaotao looked at it and quickly moved it aside, "I'll drink this when my wife comes back."

The old Taoist showed disdain, "What, are you scared? Weren't you very good when you were training people just now?"

Yang Xiaotao smiled and opened the wine he brought.

"You don't know, I was given a hard time by those old foxes today. They insisted that I lead people to make some alloy steel. I am a mechanical engineer, but I have to make steel or alloy. What is this?"

Yang Xiaotao complained, picked up the wine glass, and the old man also picked up the wine glass, and the two drank together.

"Alloy? What do you mean?"

"The literal meaning is to put various rare metals into the steel, then process it according to a certain proportion, and finally become a special alloy."

Yang Xiaotao gave a brief introduction, but the old man smiled and said, "This is no different from the previous alchemy, it's just smelting something in a pot."

After the old man finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao suddenly stopped drinking.

A series of random things came to mind.

The First Emperor, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Jiajing.

Taishang Laojun, Nine Turns Golden Pill, Monkey King.

No, no, it's off track.

Yang Xiaotao quickly shook his head, but it undoubtedly showed one thing. In ancient times, these Taoist priests who knew how to make alchemy were pseudo-scientists.

Otherwise, black powder will be produced as a by-product.

It’s hard to say that the by-product of these ‘Taoist priests’ with a long tradition is alloy.

It’s really hard to say this. Come on, give it a try.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotao put down the empty cup, picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of ham sausage into the bowl, took a bite, and then asked naturally, "Old Taoist, this alchemy is different from steel making."

"The elixirs you make are for food, but the alloys we make are for use. They are different."

"Everything is different, isn't it all the result of practicing?"

The old Taoist said nonchalantly, not caring at all that Yang Xiaotao was leading the conversation.

"So, you can also make elixirs?"

"Alchemy? I practiced alchemy with the master for a few years when I was young. Later, the master ate his own yellow pills and lost them, so he never practiced again."

"Now, what the old Taoist seeks is psychological, and he doesn't want to eat those pickled things."

The old man picked up the chili sauce on the table, inserted a large piece of it with his chopsticks, and stirred it into the noodles. Instantly, the soup turned red.

"By the way, Old Taoist, why did you go to the northwest in the first place?"

Yang Xiaotao asked calmly, and poured wine for the old man diligently.

"Well, there's nothing to hide now. Just talking about it makes me angry."

The old Taoist took a sip of chili soup and coughed twice, "When the old Taoist retreated from the north, he thought he could demobilize and go back to the Taoist temple to do his own thing."

"I was still young at that time, ahem, and still wanted to return to secular life."

"But this guy, Lao Huang, is not a thing. He just dragged me to the northwest. He said that I knew how to make alchemy and knew some elixir recipes. He insisted on not giving me a chance to demobilize, and then he went to the northwest."

When the old man talked about it, he thought of those years in his heart. Suddenly, after living in Sijiu City for so long, he missed the people there a little.

He misses his boss, Director Huang, and the group of subordinates who were interested in his drinking ideas.

Those people, after being together for a long time, become relatives.

I met Shen Rong who returned to the city last time and learned some things about the situation, but most of them still stayed where they were, and I don't know how they are doing now.

Just when Lao Dao was lost in memories, he didn't realize that Yang Xiaotao was looking at him more and more strangely.

At this moment, the alloy steel work that Yang Xiaotao had no clue about suddenly started to take shape.

"Come on, old Taoist, let's do it together."

"Dry!"

The two of them were able to drink it even with the ham and chili sauce. The spicy taste made the old man say that it was very satisfying.

"Old Taoist, tell me about your alchemy making experience when you were young."

"Hey, do you like hearing this?"

"Isn't this idle? Let's listen to it."

"good!"

At this moment, the old Taoist began to talk about what happened when he was young.

"At that time, there was a war between warlords in our country. Today you beat him, and tomorrow he beats him. At that time, I followed the master to the mountain gate."

The old Taoist talked about the past, and Yang Xiaotao poured wine from time to time

Outside the alley, Qin Huairu walked back with the soy sauce bottle, with Liu Guangqi a hundred or ten meters behind him.

After disappearing from everyone's eyes, Qin Huairu slowed down. Not long after, Liu Guangqi followed from behind on the street.

There were not many people on the road, everyone was rushing home.

The two approached and came to an abandoned house.

Qin Huairu handed a notebook to Liu Guangqi. Liu Guangqi looked surprised, but he took it generously.

"Sister Qin, did you succeed?"

"That goes without saying. Take a look here to see if it's what you want."

Qin Huairu was still wary of her surroundings as she spoke, but Liu Guangqi just turned two pages, and his psychological expectations suddenly turned into disappointment.

The other party is really obedient and takes whatever he says.

But if a few people can get it once, they can get it a second time.

At the moment, Liu Guangqi looked at Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu, who was looking around vigilantly, suddenly felt a little cold on his stomach and his clothes were pulled open.

"you"

Qin Huairu was about to refuse, but she felt the touch of the paper. When she looked at Liu Guangqi again, she smiled and said, "Hurry up! I still have to make soy sauce."

"Sister Qin, how fast is too fast."

"asshole."

Ten minutes later, Qin Huairu wiped her face and rolled her eyes at Liu Guangqi beside her.

"Fortunately, my clothes are clean, otherwise what would I do if I went back and let the old Qianpo find out?"

Liu Guangqi leaned against the corner and ignored him, just putting the notebook in his arms.

"Sister Qin, you know that Yang Xiaotao can make corn, right?"

"What? I know."

"Help me find information about corn next time."

"What's wrong, why are you asking this? Isn't it about technology?"

Qin Huairu was a little confused, but Liu Guangqi stepped forward and hugged her, "Don't ask so many questions. I have a classmate in agriculture who wants to study it."

"Huh, what's there to study? The corn he made last time was so unpalatable that it had only the skin and no covering."

Qin Huairu complained, and Liu Guangqi became interested and quickly asked what was going on.

Qin Huairu didn't hide anything, and immediately told the story about how she and Jia Zhang secretly dug up the corn hidden by Yang Xiaotao.

Liu Guangqi listened quietly, and an idea came to his mind.

Isn't it just research notes? Just make one yourself.

"Old Taoist, old Taoist?"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the old man leaning on the quilt, his eyes were blurred, and his eyelids had begun to fight.

Maybe it’s recalling the past, maybe there are too many joys and sorrows, maybe it’s because I’m used to life and death.

Drinking wine makes you sad, and you are looking for drunkenness.

"Ah, um."

The old Taoist responded to this Yang Xiaotao, but now his mouth can no longer keep up with his brain.

Yang Xiaotao smiled, then cleared the dining table, spread the quilt for Lao Tao, and then stood aside.

"Comrade Zhang Dedao."

The old man raised his head, feeling a little uncomfortable hearing this.

"As the chief designer of Red Star Machinery Factory, I am now informing you that you have been recruited."

"Huh? Hmm!"

The old Taoist hummed, but Yang Xiaotao came to the side, took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote a few lines.

Then…

"It would be great if there was a recording, so there wouldn't be any trouble!"

"However, with this, I am not afraid that he will regret it."

"Ha ha…"