Chapter 16, Folk Remedies
Steel plant, in front of the canteen.

An ox was still coiled on the ox cart and couldn't stand up at all.

Due to diarrhea, the area about ten meters around the ox cart was filled with a foul stench.

Even though Yang Qingshan was used to all kinds of pungent gases, he couldn't help but frown at this moment.

Yang Qingshan had no way of refusing the request of the canteen director Dong Shaoxian, because treating livestock was one of his main jobs.

There is an extreme shortage of talent in this era.

It is not surprising that capable people hold multiple positions.

The ox in front of me is very thin. The three words "skin and bones" are not enough to describe it because it is really too thin.

The so-called killing and eating meat is probably more like eating ribs.

Moreover, this ox was very weak and one could tell at a glance that it would not live long.

But Yang Qingshan did not dare to jump to conclusions, because he had been slapped in the face by Zhao Mancang once, and he did not want to be slapped in the face a second time.

But he was not sure he could cure the ox, so he could only frown in silence for a while.

"Hard to say"

Under the urging of Dong Shaoxian, Wu Huamin and others, Yang Qingshan could only be vague.

Just now, Jiang Dayong, the buyer from the cafeteria, had clearly explained the condition of the ox. After learning that the production team had invited several barefoot doctors to treat it but without any effect, Yang Qingshan found an excuse to refuse.

Since other doctors can't cure it, then neither can he.

So everyone looked at Zhao Mancang standing aside.

Especially Wu Huamin, he was even more looking forward to it, hoping that Zhao Mancang would agree.

"Director, Director Wu, Doctor Yang has already made it very clear. I really can't do anything."

Zhao Mancang shook his head. Wu Huamin was stunned and interrupted hurriedly:
"Mancang, why are you so helpless? Didn't you take good care of that donkey a few days ago?"

The translation is: I've boasted so much, and now you're slapping me in the face? Do you still want to survive?

Although Wu Huamin is only a director and Zhao Mancang is one of the only two level five breeders in the breeding room, it would be too easy for the former to make things difficult for Zhao Mancang.

As the saying goes, a higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official, and this saying is even more vividly reflected in China.

Some people in later generations compared a 35-year-old senior engineer at a large company with an annual salary of one million yuan with a 40-year-old deputy director with a monthly salary of over ten thousand yuan. There is no comparison at all.

This is simply because the former has reached the peak of his life, and in the IT industry, thirty-five years old is a hurdle, and whether he can get over it is still a question.

On the contrary, a 40-year-old deputy director is just starting out and has unlimited future prospects.

This also indirectly illustrates the importance of power.

"Director, I'm just a blind cat holding a dead mouse. It just so happens that I've encountered this kind of situation before, so I'm confident."

After a pause, Zhao Mancang continued helplessly:

"You know, I've been a cattle herder since I was little. I deal with pigs, cattle, sheep, and other poultry every day. I do know a lot, but I'm not a veterinarian after all."

"I do know some folk remedies, but you can see how weak this ox is. Doctor Yang just said it can't be saved."

"Besides, if the cure doesn't work, you'll have to blame me. I won't do such a thankless job!"

The previous part was all nonsense and excuses; the latter part was the key point. Wu Huamin and Dong Shaoxian, both shrewd people, naturally recognized Zhao Mancang's voiceover immediately.

Even the cafeteria buyer Jiang Dayong and Doctor Yang Qingshan looked at Zhao Mancang in surprise: Has this kid finally gotten it?

To be honest, in the steel plant, many workers may not know or have seen Zhao Mancang, but they have definitely heard of him.

There was no way around it. With his identity as a fifth-level breeding room and his college-graduate wife with whom he had lived for eight years but had never slept together, and who was also a live-in son-in-law, most of the workers knew Zhao Mancang and were aware of his honest and simple character.

Therefore, Zhao Mancang is so smart and bold now, he is really courageous.

But Yang Qingshan thought more, that is, what did Zhao Mancang rely on for this plan?

Could it really be that this is the folk remedy that Zhao Mancang came up with himself?

Many people in the steel plant knew that Zhao Mancang had been a cowherd since he was a child. He dealt with livestock and poultry almost every day. He had worked with several old veterinarians and learned some folk remedies for treating livestock.

But, is it really that useful?
In addition, Zhao Mancang used to be honest and simple, and he didn't like to show off. He always did things quietly.

After the divorce a few days ago, I didn’t expect that things would become different all of a sudden. It seems that Zhao Mancang is very different from before.

"If you want a reward, just tell us directly. Why are you beating around the bush with us?"

Wu Huamin breathed a sigh of relief, cursed with a smile, and then said:

"Mancang, tell me, how confident are you that you can cure this cow?"

"Director, this cow may not only have diarrhea, it may have other symptoms."

Before the other party could speak, Zhao Mancang continued:

"However, since I dare to put forward the conditions to you, Director, I am 99% sure that I can cure it."

Seeing this, Wu Huamin nodded, pondered for a while, then looked at Dong Shaoxian and said:
"Boss, I'm helping your cafeteria this time. What do you think of my response?"

If this ox with diarrhea that makes it skin and bones can be cured and turned into a normal ox, the value of this ox is self-evident.

As for killing the cow to give the leaders a snack, the cow is already so thin, how much meat can it have? It's almost all bones.

Dong Shaoxian laughed and scolded when he heard this:

"Old Wu, stop it. Why are you passing the buck to me? Comrade Zhao Mancang is from your breeding room, not our cafeteria. It's not my place to get the reward."

Wu Huamin stretched out his hand and nodded at Dong Shaoxian, saying with a smile:
"Okay, your cafeteria paid a certain amount for this cow, and we'll take it from the breeding room. Hehe, all the credit will be ours."

After hearing this, Dong Shaoxian was naturally unhappy: Why?

Of course, the credit should go to everyone who saw it. Moreover, this ox was originally obtained by their canteen with great difficulty, and the breeding room certainly cannot be allowed to take all the credit.

Although Zhao Mancang did not cure the cow at this time, Dong Shaoxian knew Wu Huamin's character very well, and the latter would definitely not do anything without a purpose.

In addition, the fact that Zhao Mancang used to be honest and simple does not mean that he has no ability.

If he didn't have the ability, how could it be possible that three years ago, in 1955, when Zhao Mancang was only 21 years old, he had passed the assessment and was designated as a fifth-level breeder?
The leaders above are not fools. The salary of a level 5 worker is fifty-four yuan and ten cents per month.

Most of the workers in the steel mill are apprentices or first-level workers, which can explain many problems.

So, Wu Huamin and Dong Shaoxian went aside to discuss the matter.

After a long while, the two came back.

(End of this chapter)

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