Courtyard House: My Hidden Wheat Seeds Caused a National Sensation

When they were about half full, the leader finally got to the point: "You must have had a very fruitful trip to Xinjiang, right?"

"We found quite a few precious wild seeds."

He put down the bowl, his eyes shining. "With this batch of seeds as a foundation, within three years I will be able to cultivate wheat and rice that surpass the level of the United States."

"well!"

The leader repeatedly praised the leader, looking pleased.

The United States is the world's leading agricultural giant today. With its abundant grain reserves, it manipulates market prices and ambitiously seeks to control the pulse of the world.

"For a great power to rise, sufficient food is fundamental."

How can we talk about industry and technology if we can't even fill our stomachs? We must overcome this food hurdle as quickly as possible.

Xiao Li, what I admire most about you is your adventurous spirit.

We cannot let our guard down; we must press on and catch up with them in agriculture.

If they dare to reach out and grab our necks, we'll break that hand.

We're never afraid of anyone.

After the meal, Li Jianye's academic stipend was finalized, with an additional 100 yuan per month.

What stirred his emotions even more was his new identity—a member of the Chemistry Division of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

He understood the weight of those words.

Many years from now, people will be more familiar with its changed title: Academician.

To facilitate his travel to various places for work, the organization also provided him with a special car and driver.

The truck was among the first batch of domestically produced Dongfeng brand vehicles, assembled by workers using only their bare hands under conditions where there were no blueprints or equipment available.

It came out.

The car's design exudes a simple, contemporary feel, with a 24K gold-plated dragon emblem embedded in the front, its head held high as if about to take flight, exuding a powerful presence.

However, the car body was a bit cramped, and for this reason, only thirty of these cars were produced before production ceased.

But for Li Jianye, that was enough.

As for housing, the government has not provided any special arrangements.

Currently, there is a strong emphasis on equality, and scientists and workers are considered comrades, differing only in the division of labor between mental and physical labor.

Scientists may earn higher salaries, but housing allocation must follow uniform rules.

People like Li Jianye, who started out with a dormitory at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, plus two side rooms in a courtyard house, were already extremely well taken care of.

"Researcher Li, this is the driver arranged by the organization, Comrade Zhang Wen."

Comrade Zhang Wen, this is Researcher Li.

The staff member's voice drew his gaze back from examining the car body.

Li Jianye stepped forward and extended his hand: "Comrade Zhang Wen, hello."

"Researcher Li, I look forward to your guidance in the future."

"We're all comrades, just with different roles: one doing scientific research, the other driving."

It's not about giving guidance, but about learning from each other and making progress together.

He exchanged a few more pleasantries with the staff member, then got into his car and drove towards the fertilizer plant assigned to him.

During their conversation on the road, Li Jianye learned a general idea about the driver, Zhang Wen: he was 24 years old, had recently retired from the army, was newly married, and lived in a crowded courtyard near Qianmen.

"Having a driver may seem respectable, but it's ultimately not very comfortable."

Li Jianye thought to himself, "I still need to find an opportunity to learn how to drive so that I can drive myself in the future."

Before long, the car arrived at the Hongxing Chemical Plant.

Although fertilizers are still in the experimental stage and have not yet been put into large-scale production, testing of another product—insecticides—has been completed and they can be officially produced.

Li Jianye came here specifically to provide guidance on the pesticide production process.

As soon as I entered the factory gate, the factory director and several leaders warmly greeted me.

Li Jianye didn't waste any time on pleasantries and quickly got into work mode, starting to explain the key points of production.

The rewards from the system gave him a thorough understanding of the relevant technologies, allowing him to provide guidance with ease and clarity.

The main guidance work was basically completed in less than half a day.

Li Jianye added at the end: "There are two more things: all insecticide packaging must be printed with a conspicuous skull and crossbones symbol. This is a safety warning to prevent accidental ingestion."

In addition, I will write the instruction manual as soon as possible and make sure to print a lot so that every user can see it.

I'll be staying at the factory for the next few days. Come find me anytime if you have any problems.

The factory manager nodded in agreement and then invited him to have dinner with the factory leaders.

Li Jianye politely declined—he was planning to have a candlelight dinner with Dilireba that evening, and he didn't have the time to socialize with this group of people. Besides, it was still early, and he was thinking of having Zhang Wen find a quiet place so he could practice his skills.

After leaving the chemical plant, Li Jianye originally planned to find a secluded place to test his driving skills.

These days, cars don't have rearview mirrors or side mirrors, so learning to drive isn't easy.

But before the plan could even begin, it was interrupted by an unexpected incident.

"Watch out! There's a pig!"

Zhang Wen suddenly exclaimed and slammed on the brakes.

Looking ahead, Li Jianye saw a large, black pig charging wildly towards the car, followed by a large group of people shouting and chasing after it.

"What's going on here?"

Li Jianye muttered to himself, then pushed open the door and got out of the car. "Zhang Wen, I'll go down and take a look."

He quickly walked to the direction from which the black pig was coming and blocked the middle of the road.

If we don't stop this beast, it could injure passersby and cause serious trouble.

"Hey! Get out of the way!"

"That pig's gone mad! Don't stand there!"

"It's dangerous!"

The people chasing after them were stunned when they saw this.

That's a sturdy pig; even if it's not as fierce as a wild boar, it would still be a serious matter if it ran into a person.

"Researcher Li!"

Zhang Wen was also startled. He thought Li Jianye was just getting out of the car to take a look, but he didn't expect him to go straight to him.

He hurriedly got out of the car, wanting to go forward and help.

Before the pig could even get close to Li Jianye, the beast had already turned around and tried to slip away from the side.

It was terrified today—at dawn, a clumsy butcher was poking around in the cage, and the cage door accidentally popped open, allowing it to rush out for its life.

The whole day was spent fleeing, running from the east end of the factory area to the west end, with the sound of footsteps and shouts chasing behind never ceasing.

By evening, it was exhausted. When it saw someone blocking its way, its first reaction was to run away.

But Li Jianye didn't give it a chance.

He took a step forward, turned sideways and pressed down, his hands gripping the pig's body like iron clamps, forcefully pinning it to the ground.

The pig let out a mournful squeal and kicked wildly, but it couldn't budge the person on top of it at all.

The struggle of a 200-pound animal seemed light and powerless in his hands.

The onlookers were stunned.

When this pig was causing trouble in the factory, it took three or four strong men to barely subdue it, but this man single-handedly pinned it down and made it unable to move.

Driver Zhang Wen's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "My God... is this guy really a researcher? I think he's even tougher than the best fighter in our team..."

The group then came to their senses and quickly tied the pig up securely with rope.

The middle-aged man leading the group thanked them repeatedly, but before he could finish speaking, a surprised voice called out from behind the crowd, "Researcher Li? Is that really you?"

Li Jianye turned around and recognized Liu Feng, the factory director of the machine repair shop.

He was slightly taken aback—according to his memory, this farce shouldn't have happened at this time.

Could it be that my arrival has brought something forward? A smile appeared on her face as she nodded to Liu Feng: "Director Liu, what's going on here...?"

Liu Feng smiled wryly: "The factory completed its task, and the higher-ups rewarded us with a pig. I was planning to slaughter it today to make a meal for everyone."

Who knew the chef they hired was unreliable? He missed a vital spot with his knife and instead pried open the cage door.

That beast was incredibly fast; we chased it for a whole day and almost let it escape.

Thank goodness I met you!

He then warmly invited, "It's almost lunchtime, why don't you come back to the factory with me? Chef Nan Yi from our canteen is an absolute stunner."

Li Jianye waved his hand: "I have things to do today, let's do it another day."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he turned and left.

As they walked, Zhang Wen kept glancing at him, his eyes full of admiration: "Researcher Li, your skills... are you sure you haven't trained? I think you're even more agile than our former elite soldier."

Li Jianye simply smiled faintly: "I'm just naturally stronger."

Li Jianye waved his hand and smiled modestly: "Compared to the comrades who train every day, my success is just a coincidence."

He looked down at his palms, which were now stained with dirt from pressing down on the mud-covered animal.

With nowhere to clean, he had no choice but to give up.

"Let's call it a day for driving practice. I need to go pick someone up."

Thinking this, he turned around, got into the car, and instructed Zhang Wen to drive towards the police station.

Meanwhile, next to the toilet at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, two figures were taking the opportunity to slack off.

Jia Dongxu slowly waved an old feather fan and lowered his voice, saying, "Shazhu, you can't swallow this insult either, can you? Although my master and the old lady keep advising us to let it go, some grudges can't be so easily forgotten, can they?"

He Yuzhu snorted through his nose.

Indeed, Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady repeatedly advised them to let the matter rest, but if resentment could be so easily dispelled, he wouldn't be the vengeful He Yuzhu.

"What, you're saying you have an idea?"

He glanced sideways at Jia Dongxu, his tone carrying his usual contempt.

Jia Dongxu felt slightly displeased by his gaze, but he suppressed it when he thought of the plan he had prepared.

"There is a way."

He was able to send my mother to jail on charges of theft before, so why can't we do the same and punish him in return?

He Yuzhu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly as he thought to himself, "This guy is even worse than me."

He still showed some interest on his face: "Then tell me, how exactly was the frame-up done?"

"The first step is to get Li Jianye's shoes."

A glint of self-righteous shrewdness gleamed in Jia Dongxu's eyes; he had learned a "lesson" from his son Banggeng's incident.

They realized they had learned the key point: "Where there are shoe prints, there is physical evidence."

It's easier to get witnesses; we can always find an opportunity to arrange it.

Secondly, we need to prepare some things to confirm that he's up to no good.

"thing?"

He Yuzhu sneered, "Li Jianye only makes four hundred yuan a month, would he steal those odds and ends? If you want to frame him, you have to come up with a decent excuse. Don't think the police are easy to fool."

"You don't understand."

Jia Dongxu waved his fan and gestured towards He Yuzhu, "Stealing doesn't necessarily mean stealing anything valuable."

For example...women's underwear.

He Yuzhu was taken aback at first, then his eyes lit up: "Dongxu, you're amazing! You've improved a lot in just a few days! This is a brilliant idea!"

He rarely showed such approval.

Jia Dongxu grinned smugly: "Reading more 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' is always beneficial."

"So, you silly Zhu, shouldn't you go read some books too?"

"I don't have that kind of free time."

He Yuzhu waved his hand, eager to ask, "Don't say such useless things."

Whom are you planning to have him steal from? Don't even think about hitting on Sister Qin; she's family!

Ever since he saw through Liu Lili's true colors, He Yuzhu's thoughts turned back to Qin Huairu.

That's why he absolutely didn't want to see Jia Dongxu use Qin Huairu's belongings to frame Li Jianye.

"Are you trying to fool me?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu's anger flared up.

Is He Yuzhu no longer bothering to hide his feelings for his wife? If he didn't know he wouldn't gain the upper hand in a fight, he would have pounced on He Yuzhu and given him a good beating.

Jia Dongxu took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress his surging anger.

His eyes darted around, and a wicked idea popped into his head.

"Silly Zhu, the choice for this person... naturally has to be your sister."

"My sister?!"

He Yuzhu jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, "She's only thirteen!"

"Isn't that perfect?"

Jia Dongxu gave a chilling laugh. "The more he acts like this, the more Li Jianye appears to be a beast."

"you--"

He Yuzhu clenched his fists, veins throbbing on his forehead, and pointed at Jia Dongxu for a long time but couldn't utter a single word.

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Then...then why not use Qin Jingru's?"

"Oh?"

Jia Dongxu nodded expressionlessly, "Okay."

"Alright, there's only one last problem left."

Jia Dongxu rubbed his hands together, his tone turning serious. "How can we open Li Jianye's door? He always locks it tightly."

"That's easy."