Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 673 Chapter 672 Secretly Awakening
"That's great. After you improve your medical skills, you can go to the commune to work as a doctor. Then you can get rationed food." Tang Zhitong was happy to see Wang Bo's positive and enterprising spirit. The better Wang Bo is, the more it shows that there was no problem in choosing him in the first place.

"Thank you for your good words. We are all looking forward to it." Yan Xiongfei was delighted. If Wang Bo could really go to the commune to be a doctor, the pressure on his family would be much less.

"It will definitely work. The commune is also short of doctors now." Tang Zhitong said nice words, scratched his head, and then changed the subject to explain the purpose of his visit: "Director Yan, I want to ask if our Material Bureau has a wash basin."

"Wash basin?" Yan Xiongfei was stunned. His first reaction was a wash basin for washing hands, but he immediately denied it. Tang Zhitong would not come to him for an enamel basin, so he asked tentatively: "The kind of ceramic one used in hospitality?"

"Yes, it has a faucet on it, the kind that leaks water once the plug is pulled." Tang Zhitong nodded affirmatively.

"There should be. Are you using it for yourself or is it for your company?" Yan Xiongfei is not responsible for this, but he saw it when the ten major buildings were being built last year.

"Hey, I want one for my own home. I'll buy it with my own money, and I won't take advantage of the public funds or make things difficult for Director Yan." Tang Zhitong said considerately.

"I understand. I'll make a call." Yan Xiongfei took out the unit's internal address book, searched for a while, and then dialed a number. Tang Zhitong listened in on the whole process.

It took only two or three minutes for Yan Xiongfei to confirm that the goods were available. He hung up the phone, put on his hat, stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you there."

"Director Yan, please tell me the place. If not, just write a note to prove my identity and I can go there by myself. How can I trouble you to make a trip there?" Tang Zhitong felt embarrassed after seeing Yan Xiongfei's remarks.

"It's okay. It's almost time to get off work anyway." Yan Xiongfei remained unmoved and said happily.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Director Yan." Tang Zhitong thought about it for a moment and came to his senses. From the address on the phone just now, he could tell that the person who was talking to Yan Xiongfei was of a similar level to Yan Xiongfei, and Yan Xiongfei's approach was also a sign of respect for the other person.

Before leaving the house, Tang Zhitong took out four boxes of Huazi from his bag and placed them on Yan Xiongfei's desk: "Director Yan, I came here in a hurry and didn't bring anything with me. Please don't be disgusted."

"What are you doing? Given our relationship, do we need this? Hurry up and pick it up!" Yan Xiongfei didn't play any tricks with Tang Zhitong. Tang Zhitong not only saved Yan Ningning, but also helped Wang Bo become a barefoot doctor. Yan Xiongfei was grateful to him and had sent gifts to him many times, and Tang Zhitong had reciprocated. So this time when Tang Zhitong asked for help, Yan Xiongfei planned to help him, without asking for anything in return.

"No, I know asking for help is the most difficult thing in this world. I thought Director Yan had the final say. If I had known that you were asking for help, I would never have asked." Tang Zhitong blocked it with his hand.

When it comes to doing things, given the relationship between Tang Zhitong and Yan Xiongfei, it is normal to express intentions early and give them later. However, since a third person is involved, the intention must be expressed in advance and Yan Xiongfei can be asked to negotiate, rather than waiting for Tang Zhitong to express it himself when he arrives at the occasion. There is a big difference here.

"What can I say about you...Okay, then I'll take two boxes, and you take the rest back." Yan Xiongfei felt the strength of Tang Zhitong's refusal, picked up two boxes and put them in his pocket, and stuffed the rest to Tang Zhitong without any discussion.

"Okay!" Tang Zhitong understood that Yan Xiongfei was expressing his attitude. He took the two boxes of Huazi to do the work. Since he would not make any profit from it, he did not insist. He planned to get the job done first and make up for the friendship later.

The two reached an agreement, and Tang Zhitong went to an office on the other side under the guidance of Yan Xiongfei.

"Old Han, this is Ningning's lifesaver. This time he wants to buy a washbasin from us." In front of Tang Zhitong, Yan Xiongfei put Huazi on Han's desk and introduced Tang Zhitong.

"Since you are Ningning's savior, why bother talking about buying? Well, I will accompany you to the warehouse to pick up the damaged parts." Director Han just glanced at Huazi and said generously.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Yan Xiongfei nodded and agreed readily.

When Tang Zhitong heard that Director Han meant it was a gift, he wanted to reiterate that he had bought it with his own money, but since Yan Xiongfei had already expressed his opinion, he could only smile and agree without saying anything else.

The process is not complicated, but the warehouse is a bit far away.

Accompanied by two "departments", Tang Zhitong pulled away a well-packaged "damaged part" from the warehouse.

After leaving the warehouse, Director Han said goodbye, and Tang Zhitong and Yan Xiongfei watched him go.

"Director Yan, this money...who should I give it to?" This was the first time Tang Zhitong got something for free. Although he had asked people to open the back door before, he always paid the market price. This time, no one mentioned collecting the money.

"What's the matter with money? It was damaged during transportation. It's unusable if it's broken. No one wants it even if it's free." Yan Xiongfei told Tang Zhitong a little, almost saying it out loud.

"Isn't this a bad idea? Will other people have objections?" Tang Zhitong thought about his own "damaged" oil barrel and the "damaged" snack scraps he bought from Fu Quan before the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. Cats have their own ways, and mice have their own ways. No matter which way they go, someone is trying to benefit.

"Don't worry, we two still have this little face, so you can use it with confidence. Do you want me to find someone to install it for you?" Yan Xiongfei understood Tang Zhitong's meaning and replied confidently.

"No, no, it's already been a great trouble, Director Yan. I'll go back and study it myself." Tang Zhitong waved his hands repeatedly.

"Okay, then drive slower on the road, but don't cause any damage to the transportation." Yan Xiongfei smiled and said jokingly.

"Hey, if it really becomes a loss of fortune, I'll come and ask for help again, old brother." Tang Zhitong didn't say any more words of thanks. He changed his address to get closer to Yan Xiongfei.

"There's no problem on my end, but I'm afraid Old Han won't be so cooperative next time." Yan Xiongfei laughed and helped Tang Zhitong hold the bicycle, letting him get on first.

Jokes aside, Tang Zhitong rode very steadily along the way.

It was time to get off work and the streets were crowded with people, so it was impossible to move the box into the space in front of everyone. Tang Zhitong could only move the parts inside the box into the space to reduce the weight.

The box is still a wooden box, made entirely of solid wood boards. There are some burrs on the outside, but after a little processing, it will be very suitable for storing used textbooks and the like.

"Hey~ Eucalyptus, what did you buy? It's quite big!" As the weather got warmer, the one-eyed Grandpa Zhu came out of the bathroom and started another year of gathering and transmitting intelligence.

"Well, it's just an empty box. Bring it back and put some books in it to prevent it from being eaten by insects." Tang Zhitong stopped and greeted Uncle Zhu, and did not forget to pat the box from the side with his hand, making a hollow "bang bang" sound.

"It's good for storing books. It's good for storing books. This box looks strong and mice can't bite through it." Old Zhu nodded with satisfaction and praised the box.

"It's only a few cents, I just want it to be sturdy. Uncle Zhu, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go back and fix it." After saying this, Tang Zhitong nodded to Uncle Zhu and went home.

There is an information distribution center at the entrance of the alley, where Tang Zhitong can express what he wants to say and also find out some updates. Although some people will talk about him, at the moment the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

When he got home, Tang Zhitong carried the empty box to the side room, and the box was full again.

Tang Zhitong did not take action immediately, but planned to wait until after dinner.

Now that the wash basin is ready, you need to measure the size, see where to put it, then choose a good place, find a suitable angle, and use the right tools to dig it. "What are you carrying?" Zhang Guifang asked when Tang Zhitong returned to the main room.

"I plan to install a washbasin in the room so that it will be convenient to pour water in the future." Tang Zhitong told his mother.

"Washbasin?" Zhang Guifang was confused.

"Well, a fixed basin, just like the bathtub at home, with a pipe underneath to drain the water directly into the ditch outside." Washbasins are a rare item. Seeing that his mother didn't understand, Tang Zhitong described it to her with gestures and explanations.

"You have nothing better to do than to eat. Why bother with this? It can fall down just by pushing the door open." Zhang Guifang muttered after hearing this. Her son has grown up and has his own ideas. Even if she is dissatisfied, she can only grumble a few words.

Tang Zhitong smiled and did not argue. He couldn't tell her that Xiao Wang was pouring water with bare legs in winter, right?
There have been no vegetables in the past few days, so there is no need to cook. Tang Zhitong cut some pickled vegetables and mixed them in, and also served a bowl of Chinese toon pickles. Qing waited for his mother to cook the cornmeal porridge and then started eating.

Feng Zhen and Xiao Wang walked in one after the other. Xiao Wang brought Tang Zhitong good news as soon as he entered the room: "My cousin's matter has been settled. Mom said he will come to report tomorrow."

"That's great, and it's a matter that has been resolved." Tang Zhitong was very happy after hearing this. As a junior, he helped a little, but it was Zhang Guifang's concern that was resolved.

Zhang Guifang heard what her daughter-in-law said, but did not ask because she did not know which cousin this "cousin" was.

"Mom, Brother Xiaoping will come to Sijiucheng tomorrow to study how to treat patients. After he finishes his studies, he will go back and work as a doctor in the team." Seeing that Zhang Guifang was so calm, Tang Zhitong brought up the matter.

"Ah? Really? Then I have to thank my mother-in-law very much." When Zhang Guifang heard this, she was not only happy but also excited. Although she didn't cry, her lips trembled and her voice trembled.

"Mom, this matter has little to do with my mom. It's mainly about Anzi's face. Have you forgotten? He is the initiator of the Handbook." Student Xiao Wang stepped forward to support his mother-in-law and let her sit on the stool.

"Then I have to thank Anzi?" Zhang Guifang sat down and wiped away her tears secretly.

"Oh, please don't. Just don't blame me for acting on my own." Tang Zhitong didn't dare let his mother thank him. If it was his uncle or cousin, he would be able to accept it.

"You mean well. How can I blame you?" Now that her nephew has a job, her eldest brother's family has a livelihood. Although Zhang Guifang didn't say it, she was very happy in her heart.

"That's fine, let's eat. The porridge will get cold soon." Tang Zhitong made up an excuse and took the bowls to share the porridge with his family members.

Anyone who has ever drunk cornmeal porridge knows that it takes a very long time to cool down, and if you’re a little impatient it can burn and numb your tongue.

In order to make the tongue feel better, many people will turn the bowl around and sip the cornmeal porridge, and then lick the bowl at the end...

Tang Zhitong didn't have to do that. He just quietly stuffed a lump of ice into the bottom of the bowl, and then after three minutes, he stirred it with chopsticks and could drink it up.

"Brother, don't you feel your mouth is too hot?" Fengzhi looked at her own bowl, then at Tang Zhitong's eating habits, and couldn't help but ask.

"I, your brother, have an iron tongue and am not afraid of being burned." Tang Zhitong raised his eyebrows proudly towards his sister. With the cheat in hand, he was just like a paid player in the game. The feeling of satisfaction was unimaginable for ordinary players.

Feng Zhi took another bite of the porridge in her bowl, looked at Tang Zhitong suspiciously and said, "I don't believe it."

"If you don't believe it, forget it. Let's eat quickly." Tang Zhitong picked up a piece of Chinese toon pickle and chewed it happily. There seemed to be no such thing as low-salt health these days, and it was rare to hear of anyone having high blood pressure. This was in stark contrast to the high blood pressure rate among adults decades later, which was very strange.

"Let me have a taste." Feng Zhi was not giving up and said while staring at Tang Zhitong's bowl.

"You're dreaming. I hate your saliva. Eat quickly, or the pickles will be gone." Tang Zhitong put the bowl away from Feng Zhi, fearing that she would reach out and taste it, and then he would reveal his cheating.

"Hmph, you stingy guy." Feng Zhi wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction and chose to eat the shredded pickles.

Tang Zhitong chuckled and stopped provoking Fengzhi. He ate a mouthful of steamed bread, a mouthful of toon sprouts, and a mouthful of porridge, enjoying them happily.

After more than half a year of consumption, the pickled toon sprouts have been used up. It will be time for the toon to sprout in a while. Tang Zhitong plans to go to the Tingzikeng and exchange some more toon sprouts with Zhang Laosan.

Toona sinensis sprouts are good. They can be stored for a long time and can also supplement the human body with essential vitamins. More importantly, they are not conspicuous.

After dinner, Wang returned to the room and saw the wash basin her husband had bought. She asked, "You're really quick. You just said it last night, and you bought it today? How much did it cost?"

"Hey, it didn't cost any money. I went to see Yan Xiongfei..." Tang Zhitong told Xiao Wang the whole story.

"This is not good. They will ask Director Yan for benefits later." Student Wang has a broad mind. He is not like some people who will be happy as long as they get an advantage.

"Yes, I know. That's why I plan to make it up to Old Yan later so that he won't suffer any loss. You can see where to put it. I'll drill a hole in it while it's still early today." Tang Zhitong asked Xiao Wang to choose a place, while he found the tools and opened the box first.

"Let's go with the location of the basin stand." Student Wang took a quick look and decided on a good feng shui spot.

"Okay, just hold it." Tang Zhitong roughly measured the size of the wash basin, and after making sure the pipe was long enough, he took a chisel and Xiaoyue's sister's hammer and started working.

There probably weren't any drilling machines at that time. Tang Zhitong remembered reading information about the Red Flag Canal, which said that the blast holes were all hand-drilled, using only chisels and hammers. This was only the case for a bungalow. If it were a high-rise building, the residents of the entire building would probably complain to the owner who drilled the holes.

"You're doing this like trying to steal light by drilling a hole in the wall. How long will it take to get through?" Classmate Xiao Wang teased as she watched her husband work.

"Take your time. There's no rush anyway. It will be through in three to five days at most." The blue bricks used to build their house were from the city wall. It's not much easier to chisel a hole in this brick wall than to chisel a hole in a stone. But who can blame Tang Zhitong for being so smart?

However, Xiao Wang's words reminded Tang Zhitong that Kuang Heng has always been an inspirational role model, but his behavior in his later years was regrettable.

The dragon slayer eventually became the dragon.

Regardless of whether Kuang Heng was senile or not, Tang Zhitong didn't want to become that kind of person. After all, he had been received by Him, and when he reached the age, he would retire early to avoid thinking back on the past and feeling sorry for Him and crying and regretting.

(End of this chapter)