I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 589 - 582: Shocking Press Conference Part 2

They were all proud and triumphant.

In Beijing, you didn’t need a landline; walking down the street, one hand in your pocket, neck craned forward, you could effortlessly have a chat on the phone with friends from Nangang City.

Of course, for now, this was only among the upper echelons.

After all, the infrastructure was still weak and the initial phase was all about getting products out to capture the market and secure a head start. This technology was firmly in our hands; it hadn’t been introduced abroad, which certainly meant they lacked this capability. If they wanted to cooperate, they’d have to show some sincerity.

The Foreign Affairs Department began to take action, starting with some countries that had good relations with us.

As for the others, their day to yield would surely come.

Our research wouldn’t stop; it would quickly become widespread, and its performance would keep improving.

Tenghai Research Base received a vigorous commendation. This time it was a public affair, unlike the past when they were commended for their contribution to the defense industry but in a more subdued manner.

This time, it was much more high-profile.

With solid backing. Standing tall and straight.

For the researchers, this was just the first stage of success; there were second, third, and even unknown stages to come.

Qiao Qingyu held her phone in her hand, a special model that only circulated among the higher-ups in red—it was stunning and, in this era, could be considered cutting-edge technology.

Naturally, not everyone around Qiao Qingyu had phones, but a good number did.

Wu Xiucai and Qiao Family Team’s Qiao Zhiyuan both had one, and the one Qiao Zhicai had was specially procured for him by He Xiuyu.

The numbers were still low for now. Once mass production started, it wouldn’t be like it is now, currently, the phones were somewhat like futures contracts, but you had to admit their communication function was really great.

Naturally, the research base had the best signal, which had expanded to the surrounding Xichuan.

The person in charge at Pingliang Dam, where red sage was planted, got a hold of a China-made phone after some effort. Once all the necessary numbers had been exchanged, Qiao Qingyu received a call from there.

Qiao Qingyu’s phone was in her messenger bag; she answered it while walking down the street.

Many people saw her talking while walking and were quite envious. After Qiao Qingyu ended the call, they crowded around her, asking when such a device would be available for sale in stores.

Qiao Qingyu didn’t know, but she thought that with Su Yunyao’s personality, since she had embarked on this path, she wouldn’t rest until she had made something of it—she was really quite persistent.

Qiao Qingyu promised the person in charge at Pingliang Dam that she would set off in the afternoon.

Nearly two months had gone by, and the red sage was growing well. Rain had been scarce this year, but it had been just enough, so it seemed like even the heavens were helping them.

They became even more meticulous in caring for these ten thousand mu of medicinal herbs.

The resettlement work was going smoothly; the houses had already been built, with everything happening concurrently.

Some elderly in the mountain villages were reluctant to leave, but young people no longer heeded the elders because outside they were being offered job opportunities. Whether it was at the medicinal herb processing factory, brick factory, or even cement factory, they could find work and receive a monthly salary.

If not too demanding, this job could support a family of three.

So everyone was eager, and Qiao Qingyu was to take the technicians to provide guidance for the second phase of red sage cultivation.

Rongrong would occasionally stay here, but most of the time she lived with her father. Now, half of the summer vacation had passed.

She was holding a plastic bag with a few muskmelons in it. Taking the bag from her, Qiao Qingyu asked Rongrong, "What would you like for lunch?"

He Xuerong thought for a moment, "Little aunt, I’d like some cold noodles."

Qiao Qingyu clapped her hands, "No problem, little aunt will go make the dough right now. The cucumbers in the yard are just delicious."

Indeed, adding them to some cold noodles would be very refreshing.

Upon hearing voices outside, He Xuerong ran out.

The front door was open, and Qiao Qingyu glanced outside.

Rongrong was standing in the shade of the doorway; outside were Zhou Pengcheng and Li Mingguang, who greeted He Xuerong at the door and then ran side by side toward the woods to the east. freёwebnoѵel.com

Qiao Qingyu pulled her gaze back and called out to He Xuerong, "Rongrong, it’s hot outside, come in."

"Little aunt, I’m just going to pick a couple of tomatoes, I’ll be in soon."

Qiao Qingyu continued to knead the dough.