Chapter 296 Everything is so hot
Since the construction of the Ming Tombs Reservoir began, many people who heard the news have spontaneously come forward to perform voluntary labor, including but not limited to PLA officers and soldiers, cadres at the department and bureau level, primary and secondary schools, and foreign ambassadors.

January is the coldest time of the year, but the construction site of the reservoir is bustling with activity.

There is the sweat of the working people rising, and the hot atmosphere makes this mountain area begin to rise.

There is strength in numbers, which is a common belief at this time. However, in such cold weather, it was difficult to dig through two or three meters of frozen soil, but it didn't take long for the soil underneath to freeze again. This greatly increased the difficulty and intensity of the working people's work.

Although everyone's enthusiasm and motivation are still there, the project's progress has not been smooth, except for a few tractors rumbling not far away.

Not only the tractor driven by Wang Deming, but also the only dozen tractors in Changping County were pulled over to do the work. The tractor driven by Wang Deming had a bucket and could shovel soil, while the county's tractors had a plow at the back that could plow the frozen soil.

During the Spring Festival from February 2th to 18th, the entire project site did not stop working. After a whole month of work, the surface of the planned dam was finally cleaned.

At this time, the leaders are deep in the front line and have to carry the burden together.

Soon, leaders from the capital also took advantage of the holidays to come to the construction site of the Ming Tombs Reservoir to do voluntary labor.

Suddenly, there were many more wheelbarrows on the construction site. After digging the dam surface, they needed to add clay to the dam body and then compact it.

In March, the People's Liberation Army from the outskirts of the capital took turns to go to the Ming Tombs construction site to participate in the labor. Tens of thousands of people came at once, and the construction of the reservoir was greatly accelerated. It only took one month to catch up with at least two months of earth excavation.

At this time, Wang Deming boarded the train to Guangzhou.

The real boss organized many research meetings and discussions, and he strongly agreed with the possibility of importing a large number of tractors from the Soviet Union.

But there are only two words: no money!

It's not money in the real sense, but the country doesn't know what local specialties to use to exchange for the tens of thousands of tractors and cars that can be imported every year?

The most traditional export product of China before liberation was raw silk. The legendary tycoon Hu Xueyan became wealthy by exporting raw silk, but he also broke away from the game after he was attacked from both inside and outside while competing with foreigners for the pricing power of raw silk exports.

Since then, China's raw silk exports have gradually declined, and the raw silk produced by the Japanese devils has occupied most of the international raw silk market. There is also an international raw silk futures exchange in Osaka, Japan.

Then there are grain, oil and cotton, but the domestic grain cannot fully meet the people's living needs, and it needs to be purchased and sold in a unified manner, and the same is true for oil and cotton. Should we learn from India, which has always been a major grain exporter regardless of how many people starved to death in the country?

So the real boss waved his hand and said, "Okay, Guangzhou held a new export expo last year, which was very good. This year, the country also started to strongly support it. There are many good things. You can go and see for yourself! Pick something to exchange yourself!"
At this time, the tractors and trucks arranged by Alexei had actually begun to be shipped from the Soviet Union to the country, with the first batch of 100 vehicles each, so there was an urgent need to replace the types of materials.

It was spring planting season, and farmers were busy working in the fields along the way, from north to south. Because the train was not fast, only about 60 kilometers per hour at that time, Wang Deming could clearly see the banners hanging on bamboo poles on the ridges of the fields.

Guangzhou's Changti is home to buildings of more than ten or even twenty stories high, such as the New Asia Hotel, Xinhua Hotel, and the Nanfang Building, which are considered the tallest buildings in southern China.

The East Asia Hotel was first built in 1914 with funds raised by overseas Chinese in Australia, Ma Yingbiao. The seven-storey building adopts European classical architectural style, Victorian-style spires, and arched floor-to-ceiling windows, all of which demonstrate the prosperity of that era.

The interior of the East Asia Hotel is decorated entirely in Chinese style, with rosewood and mahogany furniture, giving it an antique feel.

Wang Deming chose this place as his destination in Guangzhou this time. He went to the front desk on the first floor, took out the letter of introduction issued by the Beijing Municipal Government, and checked in smoothly. The reason for choosing this place is that Mr. Huo's room was also booked here.

Since the new household registration policy document was issued in January 58, letters of introduction have appeared in the lives of the Chinese people.

Whether you are going to the city from the countryside, traveling to other places on business, or even wanting to stay in a hotel in the city, you can't take a single step without a letter of introduction.

After so many years of war, the East Asia Hotel has become damaged and old. There are obvious signs of new renovations on the exterior of the building, as well as the interior.

In the large private room on the top floor, Wang Deming and Mr. Huo sat facing each other by the window, drinking Kung Fu tea and looking out at the ships and sampans coming and going on the Pearl River, as well as the smoke rising from the rows of Tanka homes on the riverside.

"Brother Dong, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your hair volume is worrying!"

Wang Deming didn't expect that after only two years of not seeing each other, the bald spot on Mr. Huo's head would be so obvious. He still had a 3:7 hairstyle, and the remaining strand of hair in front of his forehead was combed hard to the middle, but it couldn't hide his shiny scalp.

"Haha." Mr. Huo had obviously gained weight, but he spoke Mandarin very well. He patted his belly and said self-deprecatingly, "Deming, I didn't want to do that. But you know, people in the business world eat and drink so much every day, there's too much nutrition."

"Brother Dong, if you ask me, this is not the way to do business. Eating and drinking all day long is at best a drinking buddy." Wang Deming shook his head and objected. "Although I am young, I also know that health is the capital of revolution!"

"I still like you with a strong body and lots of muscles when you take off your clothes!"

"Haha, good!" Mr. Huo was very happy. "I'll listen to you. I'll gradually recover my health from today!"

"Deming, you called me here in such a hurry this time. Did you think of any business?"

(End of this chapter)