"Dr. Zhang, do you want to use old bricks or new bricks?"

"If you have old bricks, just use old bricks!"

"That's right, there are a total of eleven houses, five main rooms, and six side rooms. Not counting the cost of renovating the toilets, not counting the money for lumber, and adding the work and materials, the total is..." Lao Yang

He took an abacus and after doing some calculations for a while, he told Zhang Yan, "A total of six hundred and thirty-six yuan is needed, including wood, wall-mounted stove, and toilet alone.

After everything is done, I will give you the money."

"Mr. Yang, you don't have to give me any money, just build the house well and make it durable and usable." Zhang Junping emphasized.

"Don't worry, unless you tell me that you were brought here by Director Zhou, even if you are a stranger, I, Old Yang, won't do any errands.

You can ask around, I, Lao Yang, still have a good reputation in Sijiu City."

Zhang Yan nodded. The craftsmen of this era relied on their craftsmanship and reputation. They paid more attention to reputation than later generations.

If your reputation is ruined, who would dare to find work for you?

"Mr. Yang, I took a general look just now. It seems that my courtyard is adjacent to a small alley, right?"

"Yes, your courtyard is adjacent to a small alley. Originally, that alley also belonged to Baylor Mansion and was the back street of Baylor Mansion."

"Then, please open a door in that alley for me! It will be easier to get in and out this way!"

"No problem, if you don't tell me, I'm going to suggest that you open the door over there. There are more than thirty families living in the yard here. The situation is, alas! It's hard to describe in words!" Lao Yang sighed and did not continue.

Go down.

In fact, I understand the subtext, which is just trivial things every day.

When Lao Yang and Zhang Yan talked about this, they were not talking about each other.

Zhang Yan was brought here by Director Zhou, and he chose this ruins across the courtyard near the alley. Naturally, he did not want to have anything to do with the courtyard.

Moreover, in this era, those who can build their own houses are all capable, no matter where the money comes from, they are all capable.

After talking to Lao Yang, Zhang Yan returned to Hongxing Hospital and asked Lao Liangtou to return the car.

At this moment, the loudspeaker in the factory was already blaring music.

It's time to eat.

Great, just in time for dinner.

After eating, Zhang Yan did not go back to the dormitory to rest, but went directly back to the office to read and study.

This apartment, including furniture and everything else, is estimated to cost more than 2,000 yuan, or less than 3,000 yuan.

In my own hands... I only have a few dozen dollars as a reward for reading books and treating illnesses and saving lives these past few days.

It's still far from three thousand yuan.

There is a long way to go, keep working hard.

Learning makes me happy, learning helps me get rich.

Perhaps because he knew that Zhang Yan was short of money, he had a leisurely afternoon. Except for giving Aunt Liu a waist massage, no workers were injured.

This is a good thing.

Zhang Yan spent the afternoon reading "Practical Surgery" and found five more first-level surgical skills, as well as fifty yuan, as well as three kilograms of food stamps, one kilogram of sugar stamps, and a Wuliangye liquor stamp.

The income is good.

In the evening, after eating in the cafeteria, I went back to the dormitory to continue reading and studying.

Life is so fulfilling and interesting.

The next morning, I got up early, washed up, went to the toilet, exercised a bit, and then went to the cafeteria to eat.

"Xiao Zhang, are you studying again?" Lao Liangtou came to Zhang Yan's office and saw Zhang Yan immersed in studying again, and said with a satisfied smile.

"Dean Liang, what are your instructions?" Zhang Yan put down his book, stood up and greeted with a smile.

"I heard from Director Yang that you want to build your own house? Are there any difficulties?"

"Lack of money!" Zhang Yan replied matter-of-factly.

"Uh! Well, didn't Director Yang say that if you need money, you can borrow it from the finance department first, and pay it back slowly when you get your salary?" Lao Liangtou smiled awkwardly: This kid is too down-to-earth.

"Have you found a good place?"

"Yesterday Director Zhou from the street approved a piece of land and also helped contact the people who built the house." Zhang Yan looked at Old Liangtou strangely, what happened to the old man now?

Why are you talking nonsense? Didn't you tell him all these things yesterday?

Let me ask again, what does it mean?

"That's good! That's good!" Old Liangtou said with a sneer.

"Dean Liang, if you have anything to do, just ask me!" Zhang Yan felt uncomfortable looking at Lao Liangtou's expression, so he simply asked directly.

"About the operating room, I reported it to the factory. The factory said that funds have been difficult recently and the cost of building an operating room is too high... I hope we can overcome it.

However, I have bought all the medicinal materials you asked for!" Lao Liangtou explained with some embarrassment.

A standard operating room, even in this era, costs hundreds of thousands.

In addition, if there is an operating room, there must be a laboratory department, a laboratory department, an X-ray room, and a CT room. These add up to a small million, and many surgical equipment and inspection machines cannot be made domestically and need to be imported from abroad.

This involves another issue, which is filing a report to apply for foreign exchange.

Not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1956, the country's foreign exchange reserves were very tight.

I was so nervous that instead of breaking a dollar in half and spending it, I broke it into ten-half and spent it.

Although I am disappointed, I understand.

"I understand, it's understandable that the country and the factory have difficulties." Zhang Yan nodded.

But in my heart, I have already begun to think about my own way out.

"Xiao Zhang, don't be discouraged. The factory leaders still value you very much. You see, as soon as you mentioned building a house by yourself, Factory Director Yang quickly approved it for you. He was worried that you didn't have enough money, and even asked the finance department to explain it to you.

, I will advance your salary of three thousand yuan first." Old Liangtou quickly comforted him.

Only then did Zhang Yan understand that no wonder Director Yang was so enthusiastic and proactive in lending him money yesterday.

This is because I am afraid that I will run away.

"Dean Liang, it actually doesn't matter whether I build my own house or not. If I get married and don't have a house to live in, I can go out and rent a house. Now renting a small courtyard only costs ten yuan a month, right?"

My salary of fifty yuan a month, excluding the cost of renting a house, is enough to support my family." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

His salary is forty-seven and a half yuan a month, and he also has a job subsidy of five yuan. The total is fifty-two and a half yuan.

"Xiao Zhang, you also need to understand the difficulties in the factory. We are all from the army, so we can't be frightened by difficulties. We don't have the conditions to do some things, so we should find ways to create conditions...

"Old Liangtou heard the meaning of Zhang Yan's words and was afraid that Zhang Yan would run away, so he quickly did some ideological work for him.

"Dean Liang, I can understand the difficulties in the factory, and I won't give up. This is not the style of our soldiers.

However, if our Red Star Hospital wants to develop and grow, it must have an operating room, those are the necessary conditions.

You have to give me some time, right?

Whether it takes half a year, a year, or two years to build an operating room.

Otherwise, I, a surgeon, have been staying in such an infirmary with no surgical conditions... Do you think it is appropriate?" Zhang Yan asked Lao Liang head forcefully, staring at him.

"Well, Xiao Zhang! Don't you still understand Chinese medicine? Didn't you use Chinese bone-setting techniques to treat a worker with a fracture yesterday? Wasn't the effect very good?

You can put more energy into traditional Chinese medicine." Old Liangtou persuaded with a sarcastic smile.

Even though Lao Liangtou doesn't appear often, he is very clear about what happens in the infirmary. Even what Zhang Yan does every day and the patients he treats are all clear.

He really didn't want to let Zhang Yan leave. After finally picking up a talent, if he let him go, the Red Star Hospital would really become a joke. It would be better not to establish the hospital in the first place and continue to use the name of the medical office.

That way, at least you won't be laughed at.

"Dean Liang, let's do this! I will wait for at most two years. If within two years, the operating room has not been built and the operation cannot be performed, I can only say sorry."

Zhang Yan knew that it was useless to say anything else, he could only give everyone some time to avoid embarrassment.

"Okay! Just two years! No matter what method I, Old Liangtou, come up with, I just beg my grandpa and grandma to build the operating room for you!" Old Liangtou said through gritted teeth.

After sending Old Liangtou away, Zhang Yan did not continue reading. He turned around and went to the pharmacy and took out all the medicinal materials he bought yesterday.

I also borrowed tools for preparing traditional Chinese medicine from the pharmacy.

Not to mention, the Red Star Hospital may not have other things, but the tools for preparing traditional Chinese medicine are very complete.

There are medicine cutting knives, blade knives, hammers, grinding grooves, punches, mortars, etc., and there are more than one set.

"Dr. Zhang, what are you going to do with these things?"

The person in charge of the pharmacy is a middle-aged man in his forties, named Miao Dazhuang.

Before liberation, I worked as a medicine clerk in a traditional Chinese medicine dispensary. Because I saved a comrade of my own, he was considered a meritorious service.

Therefore, after liberation, he was assigned to the infirmary of the steel rolling mill.

"Brother Miao, it's not like there are more and more people coming to me for pain in the waist, legs, and shoulders recently. Massage alone is slow to achieve results, so I boiled a few plasters to get better results." Zhang Yan replied with a smile.
To be continued...