Siheyuan, don't yell at me

An hour later, He Daqing, who was roasting by the fire, heard a low roar from behind the wall.

Outside the wall is a huge tiger. It's Dahuang who has returned.

He Daqing asked in a low voice:

"Four of them. Are they all solved?"

Da Huang looked at He Daqing with a humane look and even nodded.

He Daqing patted Dahuang's head and praised him.

"Well done."

Then he reached out and called Dahuang back into the space.

Perhaps because of living in space for a long time, Dahuang has undergone some unknown mutation.

Not only has its size increased a lot, but its intelligence has also increased a lot, and it can already understand some simple words.

In the second half of the night, several old men were woken up by the cold one after another and ran to the fire to warm themselves.

He Daqing finally had some time to rest. He wrapped himself in a blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

When the noise in the camp woke up He Daqing who was sleeping, it was already past noon.

Except for the four guards who stayed at the main camp to guard the vehicles, all members of the scientific expedition team ran here. Everyone wanted to witness the discovery of the potash mine.

The people who were busy setting up camp saw He Daxing wake up and rushed up to him, asking him all kinds of questions.

He Daqing did not hide anything and told everything he knew in detail.

When the new arrivals talked about being almost buried by quicksand, they looked a little unnatural.

It turned out that a professor from a scientific expedition team went out alone to collect samples yesterday and was buried by quicksand.

When the others looked over, they found only one raised hand outside the sand, which had been carbonized by the sun.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

It was half past five and the sun was setting.

Except for two soldiers who stayed behind in the camp, everyone followed He Daqing to the potash swamp.

More than an hour later, everyone appeared near the potash swamp.

The people cheered loudly and made all kinds of strange noises.

With such a huge harvest, the wind and sand these days were not in vain.

The professors and experts began to get busy, some took samples, some did geological surveys, and even Paul took a small hammer and knocked on some small stones.

The guards walked towards the oasis in the distance to check for water sources and see if there was any possibility of setting up camp.

At night, in the ruins of the ancient city of Loulan.

He Daqing was just about to fall asleep when old man Paul came up to him mysteriously.

"He Daqing, you haven't slept yet?"

"Well, I need to go to bed now, anything?"

“It’s about the uranium mine!

Since potassium brine has been found, it means that the records of the Western joint scientific expedition team should be true.

Now that we have potash as a reference target, it shouldn’t be difficult to find the remaining uranium ore…”

He Daqing yawned and waved his hand.

"Old man, why did you come to me in the middle of the night to talk nonsense?

Let’s talk about it tomorrow. I’m very sleepy.”

Paul quickly grabbed He Daqing's sleeve and told him the purpose of his trip.

"He Daqing, I, I have something to ask of you."

He Daqing was a little impatient.

"Aren't you the vice president now? If there is anything, please report to your superiors."

“It’s my personal matter, I actually have a son in the United States.

The reason I cooperated with you at first was because I thought you were a real American.

China and the United States are still in a hostile relationship. I am afraid that I will never be able to meet my son in this lifetime.

The organization doesn’t have the ability to let my son come to see me, nor is it possible for me to go to the United States. They will even completely block any news of my existence.

You are the only one I can think of, and you, He Daqing, are the only one who can help me.

In my eyes, you are an omnipotent agent.

I have a feeling that you will go to America.

This world is too small, there is no place that can restrain a dragon like you..."

He Daqing nodded with satisfaction.

"Old man, if you can talk, just say more.

Since you are so sincere, please state your request."

Paul looked at He Daqing expectantly, took out a note and handed it over.

“My son studies integrated circuits and is a professor at Harvard University. This is his information.

If one day you go to the United States and I am still alive, I hope you can bring me a photo of him.

It would be best if my lovely grandson or granddaughter could be in the photo..."

He Daqing looked at the hopeful eyes of old man Paul, took the note, read it, folded it, and put it in his chest pocket.

I have been an old man myself, although not a real old man, but I can understand the old man's attachment to family affection and the sense of belonging he seeks when his time is up.

Patted old man Paul on the shoulder.

“Old man, I, He Daqing, have agreed to this matter.

If one day I have the opportunity to go to the United States, I will definitely give you an explanation.

Don't hide it, help us China develop the atomic bomb as soon as possible.

If you can develop the atomic bomb, I won't even have to take action. We in China will mobilize the entire national strength to help you achieve your wish.

We in China are not like you European countries that like to do things like crossing the river and then destroying the bridge.

We will always repay the scientific research talents who have made contributions to us, you can rest assured about this.

Okay, stop talking nonsense.

Instead of pinning your hopes on me for unrealistic things, you might as well work hard to build a career.

I'm sleepy, think about it for a while..."

Everyone in the joint scientific expedition team has his own job, and He Daqing also has his own job.

He became the camp's personal cook, and when he had nothing to do, he would go out and hunt for game.

As the old saying goes, these old professors who have made contributions to China's scientific research are worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and naturally they are also worthy of enjoying He Daqing's cooking.

As the news of the potash mine spread back to the rear headquarters, it immediately attracted the attention of superiors.

Only two days had passed, and hundreds of soldiers, along with more professional personnel, poured into the ancient city of Loulan.

After two thousand years, this small city of Loulan once again welcomed its glory.

With the arrival of so many people, He Daqing felt that there was no point in staying any longer.

He Daqing packed his bags and said goodbye to the members of the joint scientific expedition team one by one.

If he were still in the army, He Daqing would definitely be awarded a first-class merit for his contribution this time.

Discovering the remnants of Ma Bufang's forces under the Taiwanese bald man is enough to deserve a first-class merit, not to mention that he was the first to discover a potash mine?

Even if he cannot be promoted, these achievements are enough to make He Daqing's political resume thicker, and he can brag more loudly than others.

With the landing of a propeller transport plane, He Daqing returned to the city of Sijiu after a long absence.

At this time, He Daqing had a dark face and thick hair, and he looked like a man who had been through a lot.

This is exactly the situation He Daqing wants. All the suffering he has endured cannot be in vain. He must let Minister Lin see that he, He Daqing, has become a different person for the sake of the organization.