Four hundred and twenty-two: Three essential sacred books for time travel
A flash of resentment flashed in the secretary's eyes.
Ever since he met this old woman, he had been trying to get money from her.
The key is that the other party should not only eat well, drink well, and dress well, but also live in the best accommodation.
What was originally a considerable savings was half spent in just a few days.
The secretary felt more and more that this was a losing business.
But things had reached this point, and what had to be paid had already been paid. He was unwilling to quit at this time.
Not to mention whether this crazy woman will take revenge on him.
But he has not yet received the benefits he deserves, so it would be too much of a loss to quit at this time.
He must get enough benefits from the woman to make up for the money he lost.
The secretary was cruel, and because he couldn't bear to leave the child, he still ran to get the woman a meal.
When the meal was brought back, the woman took a few bites and found it was not to her taste. She frowned.
After taking two bites, he flicked his chopsticks and said: "It tastes terrible, I won't eat it!"
After saying that, he attacked the secretary, what kind of meal did he dislike that the other party bought?
From Zhang Yu's angle, you can clearly see the secretary's livid face.
But I can bear it, but for a moment, I act like nothing is wrong, put a smile on my face again, bring tea to the woman to rinse her mouth, and get a hot towel to wipe the face...
The key is that he has a calm and bright look on his face. People who don't know better would think that the other person is very affectionate, which makes Zhang Yu look at him for a moment.
No wonder people were able to escape after Deputy Director Liu fell.
With this ability, it’s not surprising at all.
The rest of the journey was relatively peaceful, except for the woman who made requests to the secretary from time to time and was giving orders.
Although the woman's mindless provocation made Zhang Yu a little bored, and he even wanted to give him a fart pill to let her know what it meant to be embarrassed.
But after looking at the carriage, I finally gave up on the idea of killing a thousand enemies and damaging myself eight hundred.
The range of attack of the fart pill is really too large.
Although he was a little annoyed by women finding trouble from time to time, other people in the carriage did not offend him.
The smell inside the carriage is not that good to begin with, but if you add fart pills...
Zhang Yu shivered violently...
Forget it, forget it, that would be too crazy!
Bai Lianhua had already personally demonstrated the power of the fart pill to him. At that time, it was still smelly outdoors and had full attack power.
Not to mention the cramped carriage at this time.
Thinking of the possible consequences, Zhang Yu silently stretched out his hand that was ready to move.
If you think about it carefully, every time a woman looks for trouble, she gets slapped back.
After all, I didn't suffer much at all.
Forget it, forget it!
The woman shivered unconsciously and felt a slight chill on her back.
What she didn't know was that she had just wandered around the club.
In order to avoid bad consequences caused by his impulsiveness, Zhang Yu put down the book in his hand and lay back on the bed silently, pretending to rest.
In fact, it opens the system quietly.
"System, start signing in today."
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in today! Obtained "Barefoot Doctor Handbook" x1, "Militia Military Training Manual" x1, and "Friends of Military-Civil Dual-Use Talents" x1."
Zhang Yu looked at the system page blankly.
Who among the young people today does not know that "The Barefoot Doctor's Manual", "Militia Military Training Manual" and "Friends of Military and Civilian Talents" are known as the three essential sacred books for time travel.
These are the three must-have sacred books for time travel!
After realizing that she could really travel through time and be reborn, she had been curious about it.
He also tried to find these three sacred books before, but he only found the "Militia Military Training Manual".
Only this one was published in 1959.
As for the other two books, they have not been published yet.
Looking at the three books in the system space, Zhang Yu suddenly became interested.
Today he wanted to see if these three books were as magical as the legends said.
Zhang Yu was in an environment where it was not easy to take out the book directly, so he simply threw the book into the secret space and flipped through the contents with his consciousness.
After a brief search, Zhang Yu opened his mouth slightly with a look of wonder on his face.
Now he finally knows why these three books are called the three essential artifacts for time travel.
It is simply well deserved.
Take "The Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" as an example. This book is simply a guide to "general medical medicine", covering everything from colds and fevers to cancer and myocardial infarction, from insect and mosquito control to biochemical protection, from acupuncture and massage to antibiotics.
Bag.
You can't imagine that there are so many things in a small book.
It can be said that everything is possible, ranging from the diagnosis and treatment of fevers and colds to the diagnosis and treatment of nuclear radiation.
"Friends of Dual-Use Talents" is divided into two volumes, upper and lower, and the content inside is even more hard-core. It is no exaggeration to say that it is full of practical information.
From agriculture and water conservancy, to lathes, fitters, electricians...
From air defense and anti-tank, to building houses, growing grain, raising livestock, repairing electrical appliances, and building cars, it covers the entire process from destruction to post-war reconstruction, from political economy to physical chemistry and various disciplines. It can be said that it has everything.
You can really become a military and civilian talent who knows everything about astronomy and geography, and is knowledgeable about the past and present.
After the shock, Zhang Yu silently turned his attention to the last book.
He had already read this book.
Compared with the previous two books, the content of this "Militia Training Manual" is simpler and more crude.
To sum up, it teaches you how to fight, how to prevent and control masturbation, how to quickly organize and build a highly disciplined army, how to charge tactically, how to arrange sentries, how to camp...
It also covers basic military knowledge on rifle shooting, air defense, chemical defense, and atomic bomb defense.
To put it bluntly, as long as you have this manual of more than 100 pages in hand, you can quickly build an army with a decent combat level after "world nuclear peace".
Zhang Yu was silent.
After a moment of silence, I couldn't help but continue to flip through three more books.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he watched, Zhang Yu suddenly understood why the older generation had such strong hands-on skills.
From repairing various small household appliances to repairing cars...
I thought it was due to the lack of life experience of our generation.
Co-authoring is an educational issue.
But this is too different.
If the education received by the older generation is at this level, then their "food" must be too good.
Zhang Yu couldn't help but click his tongue.
In later generations, whenever I heard that the older generation disliked the younger generation for not being able to do this or that, Zhang Yu didn't think it was a big deal.
After all, everyone is like this.
Moreover, Zhang Yu considers himself to be a very hands-on person, and he can solve all kinds of problems encountered after work and housing.
As long as the appliances are not too sophisticated, he can repair them by himself. It can be said that he has enough food and clothing by himself.
He saved a lot of money, and he was very proud of it.
But when I looked at these three books in front of me, I suddenly understood something.
Good guy!
Good guy!
Good guy!
He couldn't help but exclaimed three times, and finally understood where the gap was.
This also made him think of what he often heard from a colleague's retired parents educating him.
They think it's just a matter of going to work, there's nothing to be tired about, it's just a relaxing thing.
As for that?
I even think that my children are just hypocritical and have never suffered much...
Zhang Yu felt very depressed when he heard those words at first.
The young people of later generations are running around all day long for that little loser, working overtime and exhausting themselves all day long, and having to suffer all kinds of insults. How can it be so easy?
As a parent, can't you be a little considerate of your children?
Later, after reaching this era, Zhang Yu realized that maybe it wasn't that parents didn't love their children, but that they really couldn't empathize with them.
They don't understand how tired they are when they sit in an office without being blown by the wind or exposed to the rain.
He works like a grave every day, not like a young man at all.
When they first started working, they were full of energy.
Zhang Yu now understands that the reason why they are so energetic when they go to work is because they can live in separate rooms, their workplace provides food, and the whole family does not go hungry.
The place where everyone lives is generally not far from the place where they work.
Take the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill as an example. Many people working in the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill have to travel less than half an hour to work, and that's even if they walk.
If you have a house allocated by your employer, you don't have to pay the mortgage, and all the monthly salary is yours.
There is also a pension after retirement.
At this time, there were no daily, weekly, or monthly newspapers, and there were no mobile phones. The leader would not be able to find anyone after get off work, and he would spend all his spare time on his own.
Unlike later generations, I had to reply to WeChat messages even in the middle of the night.
At this time, working in an office is considered both leisurely and decent in everyone's eyes.
You can drink tea, knit sweaters in the office, and go home if you have anything to do.
In this case, it is no wonder that they are old and still full of vitality.
As he was about to return to Beijing, Zhang Yu's feeling of reluctance for the Xie family slowly turned into excitement as he was about to see his sister-in-law.
However, Zhang Yu never expected that a "big drama" was also going on in Beijing at this time.
Just after finishing the meal, the room was still filled with the lingering fragrance of the food. Zhang Guifang couldn't help but be in a daze while clearing the bowl.
After cleaning up, she wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron and turned to look at Zhao Wenzhuo aside: "Will Xiaoyu be home in the next two days?"
Zhao Wenzhuo put down the newspaper in his hand and nodded: "I received a telegram this afternoon saying that Xiaoyu has boarded the train."
These words were like a ray of spring breeze, blowing away some of Zhang Guifang's worries.
Zhang Guifang casually pulled up a chair and sat down, looking out the window at the darkening sky, her heart filled with longing.
She couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, after not seeing Xiaoyu for so long, my heart is always empty and panicked."
Zhao Wenzhuo said nothing, but his hand flipping the newspaper paused unconsciously.
Xiaoyu is the child he has raised since he was a child. He is no different from his sons. He is even more favored because of his poor health since he was a child.
Normally he didn't feel anything when he was around her every day, but when he went to the Northeast and couldn't see her for such a long time, he felt bad.
As the couple chatted, they talked about Zhang Yu's engagement.
According to the plan, they, as parents, should visit the woman a few days ago and decide on the marriage before Zhang Yu started school.
But when I calculated the horoscopes of the two children, several gentlemen said that based on the birth dates of the two children, it would not be appropriate to get engaged this year.
Although Zhang Guifang didn't really believe what these gods were saying, it didn't matter if one of them said this, but if two or three of them said this, she would inevitably murmur in her heart.
The trustee explained it to the woman’s family, and the woman’s family also felt that they would rather believe it than believe it.
Simply put, the two children are not very old, so delaying it for another year won't make any difference.
It's a pity that Zhang Yu has been thinking about the engagement for a long time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Guifang couldn't help but frown.
Zhao Wenzhuo turned to comfort her: "It's okay, the two children are still young, and it doesn't matter if we push it back one year. Didn't Mr. Xiangzi also say that the two children are a match made in heaven, and this good thing will take a long time."
But soon Zhang Guifang no longer had to worry about this.
"ah!"
A sudden shrill scream pierced the quiet night sky.
The voice was sharp and desperate, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, instantly piercing Zhang Guifang's heart, making her shiver. She was about to wipe the table when the rag in her hand fell off.
She stood up suddenly, her face pale and her eyes wide open, full of shock and uneasiness.
"What happened?"
She murmured anxiously to herself, clenching her hands into fists, her heart beating like a drum, and hurriedly walked outside, wanting to see what was going on through the gap in the window lattice.
In the night, the scream seemed to still be echoing in my ears.
Zhao Wenzhuo grabbed his wife who was about to go out: "You stay here while I go and find out what's going on."
Zhao Wenzhuo walked quickly towards the door as he spoke, and at the same time turned back to give Zhang Guifang a comforting look.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He opened the door and quickly glanced around, but the night was deep, and there was nothing to see except the lights turned on by the exclamations in each house.
Unclear.
He took a deep breath and decided to walk in the direction of the sound first.
Although the sound has stopped, there still seems to be an uneasy atmosphere lingering in the air.
Zhang Guifang was left standing alone, her heart filled with anxiety and worry.
She tried hard to calm her breathing, trying to recover from the shock just now, but her ears seemed to have automatically turned on radar mode, tightly capturing every movement outside.
The other residents in the courtyard were obviously shocked by the shrill sound just now. Men from every house poked their heads out to see what was going on.
Hearing the movement in the courtyard, Zhang Guifang breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the dim light, she still felt a little panicked.
Time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed like a long wait.
Various bad images began to appear in Zhang Guifang's mind.
She wanted to go out and take a look several times, but Zhao Wenzhuo seemed to be wary of this just now.
When I went out, I closed the door from the outside.
Zhang Guifang couldn't get out now and could only wait silently for Zhao Wenzhuo to come back.
Finally, after waiting for a long time, footsteps came from outside the door, getting closer and closer and becoming clearer.
Zhang Guifang's heart rose to her throat. She almost held her breath, waiting for that familiar figure to appear.
The door opened and Zhao Wenzhuo walked in, with a trace of exhaustion on his face.
"It's okay." He said softly, his tone full of comfort.
Zhang Guifang hurriedly stepped forward to greet her husband and held her husband's hand tightly, as if this could dispel all fear and anxiety.
"What's going on?" she asked eagerly.
Zhao Wenzhuo sighed: "Forget it, that Jia family is making trouble again."