Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 2273: The Ninth Machine Department

In the train compartment, Yang Xiaotao was still talking.

"This is my idea. From a biological point of view, solar energy can be used."

"Of course, if we want to make better use of it, we have to overcome it from the chemical and physical perspectives. Although I don't understand, I think that if this kind of thing is handed over to professionals, it will always be done."

Yang Xiaotao said confidently, because he has seen the future.

Moreover, there is a little guy in his chest. According to Yang Xiaotao's understanding of Xiaowei, this guy is a large battery.

Especially after controlling lightning, it directly converts solar energy into electrical energy.

In an instant, Yang Xiaotao's mind emerged with what the biology teacher in junior high school said about how to smear and how to observe!

Fortunately, this idea was erased by him as soon as it came out.

What a joke, that's his Xiaowei, his beloved relative...

Papapapapa

Mr. Qian suddenly clapped his hands, and Mr. Zhang and others also clapped their hands, and then laughed at the same time.

"It seems that we are still old and can't keep up with the speed of this train."

Mr. Qian suddenly sighed, but there was a taste of time in his words.

"Teacher, you are not old, you are still strong."

Yang Xiaotao interrupted quickly, "Besides, if you don't escort, I don't know where this train will go."

Yang Xiaotao said this sincerely, especially when facing Mr. Qian, he regarded himself as a student.

And Mr. Qian didn't object to Yang Xiaotao's address.

The two tacitly accepted this relationship.

"You, the great man said that the future belongs to you young people."

Mr. Qian said meaningfully, looking at Yang Xiaotao with a look of love.

...

Sijiu City.

After returning, President Peng submitted the summary report of the matter, and then waited for a day before receiving the news and coming here to attend the meeting.

At this moment, except for the two vacant seats at the top of the auditorium, the other seats were full of people.

One by one, they talked to each other about what happened recently, and then laughter continued to ring.

The people here include not only high-level decision-makers, but also those in power from the military, as well as leaders from other agricultural departments, foreign trade departments, and so on.

In a word, those who can come here are all high-level people.

High-level people.

Two words are enough to summarize the meaning of power.

At this moment, President Peng looked at Mr. Chen who was diagonally opposite. The two looked at each other, then tacitly moved away and continued to chat with the people around them.

At the top, a thin old man was chatting with a noble lady. Listening carefully, it turned out to be parenting knowledge, which made Mr. Tao, who was sitting behind, curious. These two people, who are more than a hundred years old in total, actually talked about parenting?

Is it appropriate to talk about this in this occasion?

Shouldn't we care about national affairs?

How much is the investment in agriculture this year, how much is the investment in military industry, what is medical care, and health?

This is the purpose of the meeting.

Talking about raising children here, this.

Tao Lao took a deep breath, then moved closer to the two people and said in a serious tone, "This child is too young to eat coarse grains, he needs to eat fine food, preferably rice noodles"

"Lao Peng!"

A subtle voice suddenly came from the side, this voice was familiar, but

I haven't heard it for a long time.

Peng turned around and looked at the old man wrapped in a coat and hat on the left, with a little surprise on his face.

But Peng quickly reacted, nodded and hummed.

The old man didn't care about Peng's reaction, but just asked himself, "Can our planes and missiles really catch up with the other party?"

Peng shook his head and said, "It's hard to say."

"Because the other party didn't fly at full speed, but our planes can catch up with the other party."

The old man nodded and coughed twice.

This winter is a bit cold, and his body is a bit weak. He came to the meeting this time with an injection.

"If we meet again, can we continue to shoot down?"

Peng frowned and said, "This is uncomfortable."

The old man nodded.

He had investigated the Seventh Ministry of Machine Building and the Red Star Machinery Factory, and knew that the capture was purely accidental.

Perhaps, someone else would have gotten a pile of wreckage.

"This time, I was lucky."

General Peng looked at the old man in surprise. He had the impression that he never believed in fate. How could he talk about luck at such an old age?

"You are right, there is indeed an element of luck this time."

Seeing the other party like this, General Peng thought of fighting in a trench before, and slowed down his tone.

He is such a person, not against people.

Even if he doesn't like someone, he won't deliberately target him.

"Your body, take care of it."

Seeing the other party coughing constantly, General Peng spoke at the right time.

Hearing General Peng's sudden words, the old man's hands covering his mouth trembled, a flash of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly came back to his senses and nodded gently, "That's it."

"Sixty years old, I am content."

General Peng was also stunned when he heard it, and then he realized that the old man in front of him, who was nine years younger than him, was actually sixty years old.

And he was also going to be seventy.

"Time flies."

"Half a life of war and half a life of singing, how can it not be fast?"

The two of them spoke one sentence at a time, their voices were not loud, but they said more than ever before.

What the two of them did not notice was that the people around them were either surprised or surprised when they looked at them, and there was more surprise in their eyes.

The thin old man who was exchanging parenting experiences saw this scene and suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

In his eyes, he seemed to see the scene of fighting together in the cave, the scene of everyone singing the Internationale together after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, and the scene of a group of people shaking hands and saluting after coming down from the battlefield.

In the corner, two figures also saw this scene.

The tall old man trembled and took out two cigarettes. The gray-haired old man next to him took out a match from his pocket and lit it. The two of them puffed and puffed together, watching quietly.

"Our comrades all have a dream."

"That is, a strong country and a rich people."

The gray-haired old man spoke with a southern Hunan accent, and his words were slow and clear, but they were unquestionable.

The tall old man nodded solemnly.

"This is premised on the fact that comrades can unite together."

"Yes."

After a long time, the tall old man spoke again, "Have you read the main topics of this meeting?"

"Well, I think the nine suggestions put forward by Lao Peng and Lao Chen are feasible."

The tall old man nodded and stretched out his hand in front of him, "Lao Peng and Lao Chen have a strategic vision. If the country wants to move fast, it can't rely on two legs alone. It also needs two wheels, just like a bicycle, so that it can run fast."

"Yes, but the helmsman of these nine departments is a little..."

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's voice was helpless.

The tall old man looked forward with a little unrest.

"Let's go, we should go see our old comrades."

A correct version of the book in 1619!

After smoking a cigarette, the two put the cigarette butts in the trash can next to them and walked in.

When the two appeared, there was a burst of applause around them.

The tall old man in the lead waved his hand, then came to the front, looked back, and the two smiled before sitting down.

"Everyone, sit down. There are no outsiders. We haven't gathered for a long time. This time we get together, we have to have a meal together later."

The tall old man smiled and everyone below also laughed.

"Let's talk about business first."

After the tall old man finished speaking, he looked at the gray-haired old man beside him, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

The gray-haired old man smiled, and the smile on his face made people feel very warm.

"Comrades, here I want to thank everyone for their hard work this year."

"This meeting mainly has three points. The first is the next key development goal of our country, the second is the direction of domestic industrial and agricultural construction, and the third is about the establishment of the Ninth Ministry of Industry."

As the gray-haired old man finished speaking, the meeting began as planned.

Time passed, and the first two topics had been discussed in a short time, and the meeting was coming to an end.

After everyone was ready again, the thin old man stood up at this time to preside over the next discussion.

"The third topic is about the establishment of the Ninth Ministry. Let me talk about the significance of the establishment of the Ninth Ministry and the tasks undertaken by the Ninth Ministry."

The thin old man spoke, and everyone focused their attention.

"Under the current circumstances, the development of domestic basic industries has reached a bottleneck. To break this bottleneck, we need to continuously invest in new technologies."

"Take the machine tools that are very important for our current industrial production. When there is a blockade abroad and technical difficulties, we need someone to take the lead."

"We need a locomotive to integrate these resources and play a leading role."

"This is the original intention of our establishment of the Ninth Ministry. I hope that we can develop it."

The thin old man talked about the current situation, and Mr. Huang, who attended the meeting on behalf of the machinery industry, nodded silently.

Today, the domestic industry is not in a state of stagnation, but it is also progressing slowly.

Compared with the First Five-Year Plan and the Second Five-Year Plan in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the current production momentum is obviously insufficient.

Even if there have been many outstanding things in the past two years, it cannot change the overall downturn.

In other words, everyone's spiritual food is beginning to be insufficient, and more people are beginning to think about their stomachs.

However, Mr. Huang is not without worries.

The original intention of establishing these nine departments is good, but whether they can really become the locomotive depends on how they are arranged.

If it is just a false pretense, it is better not to do it.

Just as Mr. Huang was thinking, the thin old man in the front row had finished talking about the nine departments, then he was silent for a moment and looked at the crowd.

"I'm done, so, let's raise our hands to vote, do you agree to the establishment of the nine departments?"

After saying this, the two old men in the upper position immediately raised their right hands.

Then everyone below also raised their hands.

"Okay, all members voted in favor, and the establishment of the ninth industrial department will be carried out in succession."

Clap clap clap

Everyone then expressed a round of applause.

The thin old man looked at the two people in the upper position, and the tall old man stretched out his hand to signal to continue, and the old man stretched out his hand to signal, and everyone looked over again.

"Next, we will collect candidates for the leadership team of the nine departments."

"If you have good candidates to recommend, please speak up, we are not avoiding relatives."

After the thin old man finished speaking, the people below began to discuss.

It takes a lot of people to establish a leadership team for a department.

Except for the leader, it is estimated that it will not be the turn of the people below to participate. Other positions, including various functional departments, need many people to fill.

The thin old man sat down, and the noble lady next to him smiled and said, "I am very excited after listening to the functions of the nine departments. If I had no one under my command, I would really like to help."

The gray-haired old man took out a cigarette and was distributing it to the people around him. Hearing this, he joked, "Sir, you are as capable as men. Your subordinates are all capable people. How can you not have anyone?"

"There are too many capable people under you. I don't know how to choose."

The tall old man lit up with a cigarette butt and also joked.

"You two are flattering me, but I do have a candidate, but I'm afraid someone won't agree."

When he said this, he looked at the thin old man who had just sat down.

The other two also laughed when they heard it.

The others also looked over. The thin old man naturally knew what the three meant, "My wife is busy taking care of the children and has no time."

"Excuse. You are just too selfish."

The lady snorted coldly and said mercilessly.

The thin old man was cheerful, "Why don't you go and tell her, if she agrees, I won't stop you."

The lady was speechless, "Don't I know her temper? She won't go out unless you nod."

"We women have paid so much for you men, and you don't cherish it."

Speaking of this, she glanced at the other people.