Looking at the iron tumors that were full of holes, Li Huazi, the secretary of the commune, was stunned. When he asked an insider, he realized that the things he had trained were high in sulfur and had a lot of impurities. Not to mention making steel guns and cannons, they were not good enough to even use kitchen knives and hoes. They were pure waste.

Li Huazi is not stupid. He knows that mud legs can't make steel. If you want to develop steel that meets the needs of socialist construction, you have to ask the masters of the Beitai Iron and Steel Factory to take action.

He immediately sent the strongest lineup of the commune and personally led the team. The women's director supported the team. A group of society rushed to Beitai, a hundred miles away, and went to the steel factory to ask for technical assistance, saying that the soil was to learn from his masters.

According to Li Huazi's plan, even if the Beitai Iron and Steel Plant does not send a support team, it will warmly receive it, and then find a few technicians to guide it. When I got to the place, I was stunned. Everyone in the steel plant was busy, so no one took care of them.

Beitai is also conducting large-scale steelmaking, with earth blast furnaces and foreign blast furnaces everywhere. The new Martin furnaces of the steel plant are constantly stopping day and night. Cadres and masses work overtime all night and send dozens of working groups to support their technical support to help brother enterprises make steel. Beitai city cannot support them, so no one can help Nantai, a hundred miles away.

The Kushuijing Commune's apprenticeship group returned in disappointment. Facing the ineffective blast furnace of its own, Li Huazi was anxious and had a bubble on his mouth. He thought of a proverb, "Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang." So he summoned the branches of each brigade to the commune to discuss how to make steel.

The collective efforts were indeed effective. A branch secretary said that the neighboring county used scrap iron to smelify iron, which was very efficient and could produce hundreds of kilograms of molten iron a day.

Li Huazi's eyes lit up and waved his hand: "Call the people and hand over the scrap iron."

The commune loudspeaker kept broadcasting, calling on the society to pay scrap iron. The commune secretary Li Huazi personally led the team to collect scrap iron from each household, so he was so busy that he didn't touch the ground. Many people responded positively and took out the old hoes and sickles that they didn't use at home. A backward family donated the iron pot that had just finished cooking under the persuasion of the organization. The male owner said generously: "I have entered the community to eat in the canteen, why do I have to do the pot?"

Within two days, a large pile of scrap iron was collected. Li Huazi found a remote wasteland again and built ten earth blast furnaces. Each brigade was responsible for one. The commune prepared three mobile flags, red flags, white flags, black flags, and red flags. The task was naturally red flags. If the standard was not met or an accident occurred, he would hang the white flags and black flags. He organized a opera troupe to sing a big show to encourage everyone. The steelmaking process was launched again.

Li Huazi organized the steelmaking brigade into a unit, a blast furnace was a company, a group was a platoon, and everyone was a soldier. He served as the commander-in-chief of steelmaking, and he inspected everywhere with his hands behind his back to encourage the soldiers. In the dark field, the lights were brightly lit, and a heroic oath was broadcast in the loudspeaker: "Everyone strives to be at the top, the furnace is on the stove, the furnace is on the hard work, and the battle is hard for a day and night, and the troops will not be withdrawn unless they win."

It was dawn, and the morning glow was thousands of miles away, and the red flag rolled over. The first furnace of iron finally flowed out, making a big black iron lump. The good news came, and Li Huazi quickly arrived at the scene and asked someone to use a big scale to weigh it. Good guy, it was 108 pounds.

Li Huazi was busy for several days and his voice was hoarse. At this moment, he was extremely excited and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Comrades, the steel satellite of Kushuijing Commune has come to heaven."

The members cheered, and tears filled their eyes. After fighting for more than ten days and nights, their eyes were red, and their clothes were burned by Mars. But no one complained, no one said they were tired, and they all felt sincerely proud of the satellite coming to heaven.

The first iron satellite was wrapped in red silk cloth and placed on wooden boards. Four young members were asked to carry it and beat drums to send it to the county town. Li Huazi followed happily.

When he arrived at the county town, Secretary Yang personally met them. The secretary came to the steel satellite. He looked at the color, knocked it, listened to the movement, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, this is very high-quality high-carbon steel, suitable for making cannons, and it depends on it to attack Taiwan."

The people were very surprised, whispering and whispering. They were worried that the steel they refined was of insufficient quality, but now they are relieved. Who doesn't know that Secretary Yang of the county party committee has been to university, has a lot of ink in his stomach, knows astronomy and geography, and how can he not understand the small matters of steelmaking?

Poplar was wearing a white shirt and a Zhongshan suit, and reached out to press it down. Everyone calmed down.

"Comrades, members and soldiers, on behalf of the county party committee and government, I will accept your steel satellites. This high-quality high-carbon steel. The county committee contacted the People's Liberation Army Arsenal and sent them to build cannons, shells, transported them to the East China Sea coast, and attacked them on Kinmen Island to eliminate the US imperialists and Chiang bandits. Comrades, you have made great contributions to liberating Taiwan."

Li Huazi was good at cooperating and exaggerating the atmosphere. He immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Down with American imperialism and defeat the Kuomintang reactionaries."

The members were all excited and shouted with him.

The poplar tree pressed down again, and the scene was quieter. The secretary raised his voice and said, "I announce that I will award the honorary titles of Kushuijing People's Commune and Satellite Commune."

The scene was boiling again, and everyone felt that their efforts were worth it and they were more motivated.

After finally dismissing these people, Yang Shugen ordered the county party committee staff: "Please carry the things into the warehouse."

The steel satellite was carried into the county party committee warehouse, and the warehouse was filled with iron lumps of various sizes.

"Secretary Yang, how to deal with these things?" the staff asked for instructions.

"Let's leave it for now." Yang Shugen said. He really knew a little metallurgy knowledge. He knew that these things were not even iron. The only thing with better quality was the iron lumps in the Kushui Well, which was because they were made of scrap iron.

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Beitai, Gaotupo Chenguang Factory's resident yard, Ma Chunhua came back late at night, Chen Bei pulled the light and scolded: "You still know how to come back."

Ma Chunhua said: "I can't go to the regional meeting? Now the steel company is in charge. All units have to start Mada steelmaking, and our factory also needs to start blast furnaces."

Chen Beidao: "Isn't this a mess when I go to steelmaking in a good machinery factory?"

Ma Chunhua said: "So you have low awareness. Not only do machinery factories need to make steel, but all government agencies, enterprises and institutions need to make steel. From government party committees to schools, hospitals and family homes, they need to start blast furnaces. Beitai's flour mills, fertilizer factories, paper mills, and textile factories have to start blast furnaces. Even our high-slope dormitory, we also need to organize the masses to come to a small blast furnace to support socialist construction."

Chen Beidao: "This is not called supporting socialist construction, it is causing trouble for socialism. What kind of steel is it that it is pure pain."

Ma Chunhua said: "I dare not say that. The big steelmaking is a slogan proposed by him. If you want to talk about why the big steelmaking is, the secretary of the prefectural committee said it at the meeting. Let me convey to you that our international situation is very difficult at present. Since Khrushchev came to power, the Soviet Union has stuck our necks and taken the revisionist route. The US imperialists have 100,000 troops in South Korea and placed the Seventh Fleet in the Taiwan Strait to prevent us from liberating the treasure island. Why do they dare to bully us? It is because we are not strong enough. Modern warfare is steel, and steel production cannot be increased. Anyone can tell us a lot."

Chen Beidao: "But steel production cannot be refined by unprofessional personnel. It is a waste of iron ore and coke."

Ma Chunhua said: "You are a bourgeois thought that discriminates against the wisdom of working people. I will tell you that Nantai County has developed high-quality high-carbon steel and has strongly supported the construction of the country. I will not tell you much. I will take on the steelmaking task of our factory. You will be responsible for the family's affairs in the future. I will eat and live on the construction site."

Chen Bei teased: "Where is the construction site? Do you want to deliver food to you?"

Ma Chunhua said: "The city has unified the large steel-making blast furnace, and the blast furnaces of each unit are on the riverside. You can go and see it. It is also good to shock your heart."

Chen Bei snorted coldly: "I'm not interested." He went to bed,

Having said that, Chen Bei could not escape the mission. The young men in the security department were all strong laborers, so they naturally acted as mobile forces. They pulled a flat cart to transport iron ore and coke to the steelmaking construction site. They were very busy. Chen Bei stood at a high place and looked down at the beach. Hundreds of small blast furnaces were set up on the flat ground. Smoke was shrouded and people were roaring. Red flags were waving everywhere, and iron flow was surging everywhere.

"It's so spectacular." Even the least active Chen Bei was infected by the hot scene.

The Jiangbei Prefectural Committee established the General Command of the Great Steel Making and Iron and Steel Making, with the Secretary of the Prefectural Committee personally serving as the commander-in-chief, leading the Jiangbei people to make steel. The propaganda car pulled the loudspeaker and broadcasted on the streets all day long, calling on the masses to give out scrap iron. People actively took out the door noses of the house, plugged latches, and scoops of water from the pot. Some activists also lifted up the nails on the wall, and took down the hinges of the door to donate.

The Young Pioneers of the Red Scarf are the most active. They rummaged through boxes and cabinets at home all day, and didn't even miss a piece of iron wire. All the metal objects in the house can be donated, and a lot of useful appliances, furniture, etc. were demolished in one go.

Gaotupo family resident yard also set up a blast furnace. The old men and women made steel with the Young Pioneers. They had limited ability. If they couldn't get iron ore, they would use scrap iron, and if they couldn't get coke, they would use charcoal.

Not only do people on high soil slopes do this, but all enterprises and institutions in the city are using traditional methods, with coke ovens everywhere, and the city is in chaos, but soon I found that the supply of coal is insufficient.

Jiangbei has a lot of coal and iron resources, but that is controlled by the state. In addition to the Jiangbei Iron and Steel Plant itself, it also needs to supply other places. All units cannot get coal, so they have to use charcoal. However, the charcoal needs to be burned with wood, so the big trees were all damaged. First, the sycamore trees on the street were cut down.

The wisdom of the people is infinite. Jiangbei Daily published several news about the masses making steel. Some people used one pound of coal to train three pounds of iron, and some people used thirty pounds of charcoal to train one pound of iron. These are all role models for everyone to learn from.

The land of Jiangbei is full of blast furnaces and the people are busy, but there is one person who can't sit still. He is Mu Yichen, general manager of Beitai Iron and Steel Plant.

Mu Yichen graduated from St. John's University in Shanghai. Later, he studied metallurgy in Frankfurt, Germany. Later, he served as a leader in the Beitai Iron and Steel Plant. After liberation, he stayed in office. He hid several times, but this time he couldn't help but speak.

He found the Commissioner of the Administrative Region and said bluntly that this kind of civil method would cause great waste, consumed a lot of ore, coke, wood, manpower and material resources, and in the end he could only get a pile of garbage.

The new Administrative Commissioner Mai Ping immediately refuted Mu Yichen's statement and ordered his removal from his post and he would stand aside from now on.

Mu Yichen returned home in a disheartened state. His wife Che Qiuling asked him what happened. He told the truth. Che Qiuling blamed him: "You, you, what are you talking nonsense at this time? This is a mass movement. Do you understand?"

Mu Yichen looked at the large camphor tree on the beach outside the window, shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't understand, it's just that the world changes too fast."

On the beach in the distance, a group of workers rushed over with axes and big saws and began to cut down camphor trees.

Mu Yichen immediately went out and ran over to stop him: "What are you doing? Why are you cutting down trees?"

The workers said righteously: "We cut down trees, burn charcoal and make steel."

Mu Yichen said: "Come on the scattered things, can the trees on the beach be cut down?"

The workers scoffed: "No tree can be cut down, don't interfere with us, otherwise you will be honest if you maliciously obstruct the steel marshal's promotion.

Mu Yichen had no power to tie a chicken, and could only watch the workers cut down and dragged these lush trees one by one.

In just three days, the camphor forest, which was once green in the past, turned into a barren deserted beach, leaving only tree stumps all over the ground.

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