109. Famine

Just as Qin Lang and Luo Rong were discussing, a familiar voice came from outside the door. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Report!"

Qin Lang frowned, Sun Cripple was not training the troops, how could he come over now?

"Come in!"

Sun lame pushed the door open with a palm, he didn't even say hello, and said like a cannon in his mouth:

"I just received an urgent call from Yu Chenggang, and a large number of hungry people appeared outside Zhangye City. Cai Feng has already used the reserve grain for disaster relief, but there are already more than 80,000 people outside the city. The Northwest Army sent someone to say that Zhangye should make up the grain tax for the first quarter. ”

Qin Lang naturally knew about the drought in the northwest, but Shaanxi and Gansu provinces were far away, so there was not much news, and he was very surprised to hear that there were a large number of hungry people.

"How serious is the situation?"

Sun Cripple hurriedly handed the telegram in his hand to Qin Lang.

According to investigation, there are 78 counties in Gansu Province, and 65 counties have been affected by drought, with more than 2.5 million people. There are 75 drought-stricken areas in 92 counties in Shaan'an Province, and millions of people are affected. The Northwest Army did not carry out disaster relief, but increased taxes, with 44 kinds of taxes in Gansu County and more than 50 kinds in Shaanxi, and even socks had to be donated.

According to the seized telegram, the tax will be increased this year, and the number of strong men will be apportioned to the counties, and it is required that the people must rush to the departments before March to be responsible for transporting the grain and grass of the Northwest Army. ”

Seeing this, Qin Lang slapped the telegram in his hand on the table.

"These warlords are really mad."

Luo Rong picked up the telegram and looked at it, and his face was full of anger.

"Celebrate my father's immortality, and I am in trouble! If these warlords are not eliminated, how can the people have a good life. ”

Qin Lang snorted coldly and said:

The military region quickly dispatched personnel to organize the young people near Zhangye into a militia unit to wage an anti-tax struggle against the Northwest Army. And on the basis of the militia, select personnel of appropriate age and send them to the Chahar base for training. If you have a certain culture, let the investigation bureau file it, and if you are politically qualified, you will further your studies. Lao Luo, have you handed in the employment plans of various factories and mines? ”

Luo Rong took out a document from the drawer, flipped through it a few times, and read:

"There is a shortage of about 1,000 people in the factories in Zhangjiakou, 8,000 people in each mining area, and 2,000 people in the road construction team. Only the bluestone side must be skilled craftsmen, so there is no corresponding plan. ”

Qin Lang thought for a moment and said:

"According to the report, the Han River and the Jialing River have dried up, and I am afraid that this year will still be a drought. Now that the road from Alxa Banner to Zhangye has not yet been settled, let the Engineering Bureau recruit hungry people to build it, and select a group of activists from among them. As for those second-rate people and scoundrels, they must all be eliminated. Tell Cai Feng that I will not do this if I use heavy codes in troubled times. ”

Luo Rong took his words:

"The mechanic rating has been in place for some time and has achieved great results. Is it to set up a special technical school for some fourth-level workers to train our own technical talents, so that a group of 13-18-year-old teenagers can also be diverted. ”

Qin Lang nodded.

"Yes! Sun Tieshan, you select personnel from among the activists for training. According to the agreement between us and the Soviet side, the number of personnel who will go to Russia for training will leave in early March, and the number has been expanded to 400, which has already drained most of our essence. The personnel selected for next year must be trained now, so you can arrange it! ”

"Yes!"

After Sun Cripple answered, he turned around and left the house.

Qin Lang said again:

"Ordered the convoy to transport it 24 hours a day, and the winery did not have a large amount of corn distiller's grains left over from the production of alcohol, which used to be sold to the herdsmen to feed their livestock, but now all of them are sent to Zhangye, and one person can live. I immediately notified Comrade Lin Wei to import corn to solve the problem of grain shortage. ”

The price of corn is only one-third of that of rice and flour, so it is naturally Qin Lang's first choice. Moreover, Jinbo Company claims to expand the scale of the distillery, which will not attract too much attention.

Luo Rong quickly stood up.

"I'm going to contact the alcohol factory now, and when the food factory is making bacon, there will be some leftovers left, and this time it will also be shipped to the front."

It was only when he was about to go out that he stopped again, hesitated for a while, and then whispered:

"Commander, there are some words I didn't hear today!"

Looking at his back, Qin Lang smiled.

The entire Jicha Suihong District was boiling, especially after Qin Lang donated all his money, which immediately attracted a wave of donations and materials.

"These are my five oceans."

"These canned meat, those dozens of catties of grain here."

"I've donated all of this month's salary."

Political workers are also running around and publicizing everywhere, and many people in pastoral areas are also aware of the drought. They drove the cattle and sheep to the local management committees, and then they went home alone with the whip on their shoulders, without even leaving their names. And the female workers in the tannery, whose faces were just a little bloody, did not hesitate to give everything they had. When the newspaper went to interview, it only got one sentence, which is nothing.

Every day the donations are increasing, except for the immediate removal of food. The money was remitted to Citigroup, and the comrades there did everything they could to maneuver around those farms and companies, and as long as they contacted the corn, they would buy it all.

One ship after another docked, and when they found out that they were carrying cheap corn, everyone was stunned. Looking at the mountain-like stacks on the wharf, some people even speculated whether Jinbo Company helped Soviet Russia import it.

"Quick!"

The train transported the grain directly to Suiyuan, and then transported it to Zhangye by various means of transportation. Diesel cars have been used for a long time, but they are all overloaded to 50 tons. Because the road surface is often crushed, the labor of road construction workers increases. But no one complained, and even on snowy nights, they were repaired under the light of a bonfire.

"Quick!"

All the mules and horses of the army have been requisitioned, and the artillery and baggage during training are carried by the soldiers on their shoulders. But they didn't complain at all, and they even left the road because it was full of convoys carrying grain.

After mobilizing all the forces, Zhangye already has 100,000 tons of various grains, and more are still being delivered. After a few meals, the victims also began to build the road, knowing that it was a road of life, and that as long as there was traffic on it, they would not starve to death.

In just ten days, Qin Lang couldn't even walk, and Luo Rong beside him was already full of beards. However, after seeing a familiar face, Qin Lang grinned.

"Commissioner Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Xiang couldn't help but be startled when he looked at the two people with haggard faces.

"I received news that Jinbo Company has a big business, but you didn't report it. The comrades of the headquarters are very worried, so let me come over and take a look, how are you so tired? ”

Qin Lang just handed the information in his hand to Zhou Xiang, and then picked up Luo Rong, who was already snoring.

"Commissioner Zhou, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go sleep." (To be continued.) )