Not only were the camphor trees on the river beach cut down, but the pine and cypress on Yunshan in the western suburbs were also affected. Some large cypress trees that had grown for a hundred years were also sawed off and dragged down the mountain to serve socialist construction.

Refractory bricks are needed to build earth blast furnaces. Several brick factories near Beitai work overtime but cannot supply them, so the people built blast furnaces with ordinary red bricks. After several accidents, some people moved to other places to experience it. It is said that the large blue bricks, which are more than a hundred years old, have a fire-resistant effect. Neighboring counties have demolished old houses to build blast furnaces. However, Beitai is an emerging city and has no ancient buildings, so this is not enough to be used.

It turns out that nothing can stump the people. There is an ancient pagoda on Yunshan. It is no longer possible to find out whether it is the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty. Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin came to inspect it and even drew pictures. The years must have been long enough, so it is only it.

The cadres and masses of the Xijiao Flour Mill came to Yunshan with hoes and sledgehammers and began to demolish the ancient pagoda. There were elderly people who believed in Buddhism nearby to dissuade them, saying that this was a cultural relic and could not be demolished.

"Old man, you are backward in your mind. We are not demolishing randomly, but we have a purpose. We have demolished this ancient tower and built a blast furnace to make steel and build shells. Perhaps the end of the shooting of Taiwan is the only two shells. Right, no matter how important cultural relics are, they can be more important than liberating Taiwan."

The old people were convinced and speechless,

As the sun sets, a seven-story pagoda was quickly demolished, and the ancient bricks were transported away, leaving only the ground with a mess, a rotten wooden Buddha statue, infinite desolation,

In the flour mill yard, ancient blue bricks were built into a soil blast furnace and put into the vigorous steelmaking movement.

When it comes to steelmaking, the first is Jiangbei Steel Factory. People do this professionally, so it is not considered a result. Among other enterprises and institutions, Chenguang Machinery Factory is the top leader. Chenguang Factory is a large enterprise with a solid foundation and skilled skills. On the one hand, they do their job well, and on the other hand, they organize full-time workers such as workers and young women to make large-scale steelmaking. The one who is in charge is Ma Chunhua, deputy secretary of the factory party committee.

Although Ma Chunhua's cultural quality is not high, she understands the truth very well. She knows that if she wants to make real good steel, she must ask for guidance from famous teachers. So she invited Mu Yichen, the general manager of the steel factory to be a teacher. Mu Yichen did not hesitate to give advice. Under his guidance, she built a relatively advanced Martin blast furnace, commonly known as the foreign blast furnace, which is equipped with high-power blowers and other equipment.

Chenguang Factory took advantage of its own advantages to organize a batch of high-quality iron ore and coke and refined steel. Chen Bei was not willing to be outdone and went on duty in front of the furnace day and night, wearing canvas work clothes, protective glasses, and holding steel chisels. His posture was no different from that of a real steel worker.

At the command of the General Command of the Prefectural Committee, the whistle sounded, and another ** steelmaking began. The production in the front was stepped up, and the food and grass were supported in the rear. The whole city became a large construction site. From the old people in their seventies or eighties to the primary school students with red scarves, they all went into production. Young laborers made steel, and lesbians cooked at home. The elderly and children pushed carts, transported food to the construction site with lunch boxes and insulation buckets, just like supporting the People's Liberation Army to fight three major battles back then, supporting the steelmaking of relatives,

The lesbians responsible for entertainment performances and morale were standing on the high ground and singing their own quick-pruning book: "The earth blast furnace is tall and close to Chang'e's house. Chang'e was so shocked that she looked up straight and splashed her body with iron flowers."

In front of Martin's puncture furnace, Chen Bei held the red steel chisel in the front half of the burning red, throwing it around the stove. The iron flowers splashed everywhere, making his clothes full of holes and his skin burned with big bubbles, but he did not retreat, ignored him and focused on making steel.

The molten steel from Chenguang Factory came out, and the dark red molten steel flowed into the mold made of sand, casting a big five-pointed star, and five large steel characters, **Long live,

The Steel Five Stars and the big characters slowly cooled down, from red to blue, which was the color of steel. When you tap, the soldiers cheered and lifted the Steel Five Stars to go to the prefectural committee to announce the good news.

The general coach Mu Yichen, who was standing by, sighed secretly. He didn't know the quality or composition of this kind of steel he trained at all. He was really backward. He was still the highest-end product. Some people in some units had never seen blast furnaces in their lives and could not have chemical formulas at all. They just came to study and observe for a few hours and thought that they mastered all the procedures and could be mentors when they went back. It was a joke to do it like this.

However, Chenguang Factory has trained a good pot of steel, and the leaders of the prefectural committee were very satisfied. They awarded the mobile red flag to Chenguang Factory Steel Commando and named it the Rocket Unit.

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Some are happy and some are sad. Chenguang Factory has a strong foundation and many talents, so naturally strive to be the best. However, some collective units are not so lucky. An accident occurred in the Xijiao flour mill where the Guta-built blast furnace was demolished.

A middle-aged worker didn't sleep for three days and nights. In a trance, he used a steel brazing with water to penetrate the fiery red furnace and caused an explosion. The person was killed on the spot. The workers around him were slightly injured and seriously injured more than ten people. A house collapsed, causing a fire to burn several houses.

Rumors spread everywhere, saying that it was the retribution for the demolition of the ancient tower, the Bodhisattva gave the punishment, and the people were panicked for a while.

The organization quickly came forward to provide relief to the family of the deceased and comforted the wounded. The Flour Mill Party Committee appointed a death from work for the deceased, and specially recruited the deceased's wife to work in the factory canteen. The sixteen-year-old son went to the factory to take over as a worker and ate a big group meal, which at least suppressed the matter.

But steelmaking was a death--and the fire could not be kept in the paper. Jiangbei Daily came to interview the reporter and asked about some accidents. The young reporter went back to write a press release. After busy for a long time, he finally wrote it out. The title was "How can iron smelting ignore safety? A serious accident occurred in the flour mill in the western suburbs of our city."

Just as I was about to go to the editor-in-chief's office to submit the manuscript, a voice came from behind: "It's not OK to write like this."

The young reporter looked back and saw that it was Ruan Mingchuan, a rightist delegated from the provincial capital. He used to be the editor-in-chief and president of the provincial newspaper, but he was a powerful character. So he asked modestly: "Senior, according to you, how should you write it."

Ruan Mingchuan couldn't help but itchy skills. He took out the Parker pen from his pocket, crossed out the original title on the manuscript paper, and rewrited a passage: How can I be afraid of sacrifice in iron smelting? A group of heroic steel heroes emerged from the flour mill in the western suburbs of our city.

The reporter was stunned: "You can still write like this."

Ruan Mingchuan said: "Listen to me."

The young reporter was half-believing and half-doubted. According to the instructions of the old senior, he rewritten the manuscript and sent it to the editor-in-chief. After reading it, the editor-in-chief immediately issued it, patted the young man's shoulder and smiled: "Young people are growing very fast."

After seeing the newspaper, the Propaganda Department of the Prefectural Committee intervened, and the scene became a big deal. Journalists from all walks of life went to the Xijiao Flour Factory to interview the factory leaders and the families of the deceased. The leaders of the Prefectural Committee personally asked, and awarded the deceased the honorary title of steelmaking martyr.

The flour mill was a blessing in disguise, and received technical support from the steel mill and special coke supply, and then started to refine iron in a hurry.

Ruan Mingchuan was voluntarily sent to the Beitai newspaper to exert his remaining energy. He used his skills to create a heroic propaganda drama. How could he not attract the attention of the propaganda department? However, the leaders of the Propaganda Department of the Prefectural Committee did not like Ruan Mingchuan, saying that this person was not lonely when he was labeled as a rightist, so he jumped up and down, and sent him to the Nantai County newspaper with instructions.

On the day of going to the countryside, the autumn was clear and cloudless. Ruan Mingchuan was in a little depressed mood. When he sat on a mule cart, he saw the golden crops on both sides of the road. He suddenly became enlightened and couldn't help but praise: "The golden autumn October is the season of harvest."

At the same time, the Secretary of the Nantai County Party Committee also expressed the same feeling. Nantai County focuses on agriculture, and his energy is mainly focused on promoting agriculture and production. The large-scale steelmaking is just a guest appearance. As long as it means,

This year is a bumper year, and it depends entirely on the people's commune. The people are working harder. It would be strange if there is no bumper harvest. Secretary Yang stood on a small hill, wearing a Zhongshan suit, and standing with his hips on his back. Two cadres held a map in front of him to unfold for the county party secretary to give guidance to the country.

"Our commune has put satellites in industry, and we also need to put satellites in agriculture." Yang Shugen said to Li Huazi, secretary of Kushuijing Commune.

Li Huazi was holding a small notebook and pretending to record it. In fact, he didn't know a lot of words, but he just pretended to behave.

"Yes, Secretary Yang, I guess the yield per mu this year will be twice as high as in previous years." Li Huazi said,

"Only twice." Yang Shugen shook his head, "I don't think so. The masses are so motivated. They are eating in the cafeteria and are still trying to get ahead, so they can get a few times more."

"Yes, yes, I'm conservative, at least eight times to ten times, with a yield of four thousand per mu, oh no, five thousand kilograms." Li Huazi spitted across the starry sky,

Poplar Frown and said, "As far as I know, our commune implements deep land turning, high-density planting, adopts excellent rice seeds, and the members cultivate carefully. The yield per mu of 5,000 kilograms is really not worth boasting."

Li Huazi was stunned. What's the point of making a fuss about Secretary Yang? He said that he had worked at the grassroots level. How could the crops be harvested? How could he not know that five thousand kilograms are already blown out of the cowhide? Why did Secretary Yang think that the cowhide was not big enough?

"Secretary Yang, please remind me, how much yield per mu is appropriate." Li Huazi was a farmer, and he asked directly if he had no level.

Yang Shugen naturally would not answer him. The county party secretary smiled and turned his head to leave. The road was uneven and his shoulders were shaking, but the Zhongshan suit she wore didn't fall off.

Li Huazi trotted and followed closely: "Secretary Yang, please give me instructions."

Yang Shugen said: "Old Li, your thoughts are still conservative. Let me tell you one thing: how bold a person is and how rich the land is."

After saying this, Secretary Yang got on the jeep and left, leaving behind the confused Li Huazi.

Li Huazi once again summoned the commune's women director, accountant, militia captain and others to discuss it all night, and finally came up with a way to get the best growing wheat seedlings from the best wheat fields in the commune, pull out the roots and soil, and pick them up to the experimental field and plant them tightly. There is no gap between the wheat seedlings, the denser the better.

The members immediately took action and transplanted a mu of high-yield experimental fields in the shortest time. The wheat ears were full and the rows were airtight. After the work was done, they immediately sent someone to report to the county party committee.

Yang Shugen came again. This time he was in a good mood. He walked around the wheat field with his hands behind his back, nodding from time to time, and smiled on the corner of his mouth.

"Go left, go up and roll." Li Huazi said to a little boy,

The little boy climbed onto the wheat field, jumped and jumped on it, and the wheat field remained motionless.

"Okay, very good." Yang Shugen was very satisfied. He waved his hand and the secretary came over.

"I reported to the Prefectural Committee and the Provincial Party Committee that our county has released an agricultural satellite, and the specific output is not clear. We should ask the leaders of the Prefectural Committee and Provincial Party Committee to conduct acceptance and supervision together with the news unit." Yang Shugen said with great enthusiasm.

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