Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Minister Lin's heart was able to withstand more stress and he did not suffer from his old illness.

He listened attentively to He Daqing's ups and downs of heroic deeds.

A strong desire surged in my heart, and I wished I could put myself in He Daqing's shoes.

Especially when I heard that He Daqing not only ate and free meals in Japan, but also never paid when he went to brothels.

Minister Lin felt an indescribable joy and could not help but sigh:

"How great is the Qing Dynasty when I have a son!"

The two chatted in the cargo hold of the ship for nearly two hours before Minister Lin walked out of the cargo hold with He Daqing, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

As was customary, they put a new seal on it and added a lock.

Minister Lin even left his trusted confidants to guard the cargo ship, which fully demonstrated his high regard for the information in the cargo hold.

Before long, a large number of military trucks appeared on the dock.

The fully armed soldiers acted quickly and immediately began loading the technical data from the freighter into the military truck after cleaning up the scene.

He Daqing and Minister Lin sat comfortably in the cab of the car, looking at the busy soldiers, smoking and chatting leisurely.

"Old Lin, were these materials transported to Sijiu City by train?"

Minister Lin shook his head.

"It's not the Forty-Nine City."

He Daqing's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned, and expressed his guess:

"Um?

Is it shipped to the three northeastern provinces?

isn't it?

Do we really want to share these technologies with our Soviet big brother?

The Russians have been very stingy with us, and they have only taught us a few basics, so aren't we being too generous?"

Seeing He Daqing's frustrated look, Minister Lin finally showed a smug expression on his face.

He took a puff of the cigarette and then said calmly:

"It's not shipped to the three northeastern provinces..."

"Where is that?"

He Daqing asked doubtfully.

"Northwest or Shu?"

He Daqing's answer made Minister Lin's eyes light up, and he had a new understanding of He Daqing.

"He Daqing, it seems that I still underestimated you.

Tell me, why do you think these are the two places?"

Minister Lin asked curiously.

He Daqing expressed his inference frankly without reservation:

"Over there in Sijiu City, there are all kinds of technical masters!

However, there is an extremely serious flaw!

When learning Western technology, one will inevitably be influenced by their weird values.

This is exactly the method that Western white people are most fond of!

Peking University and Tsinghua University are the hardest hit universities, with quite a number of professors openly or privately advocating for Western values.

Therefore, it is understandable that this batch of precious technical information did not go to the capital.

Since the capital is not suitable, the same is true for the three northeastern provinces.

Those who can calm down and focus on research work in such a difficult and harsh environment as the Northwest are the real backbone of our Chinese nation.

Those unknown people are the rock-solid foundation of our country!

The same is true in Shu. Perhaps there is a different world hidden deep in the mountains that are towering into the clouds and layer upon layer.

Both are relatively isolated from the outside world, so it is not easy for the foreigners to infiltrate..."

Minister Lin smiled with satisfaction and nodded gently. He sighed with regret:

"Alas, He Daqing, it's a pity that you are still too young.

If you were ten years older, I would definitely let you take my place without hesitation."

However, He Daqing shook his head and showed no interest in Minister Lin's self-righteous praise.

He said calmly:

"Old Lin, you are really generous!

I know very well what kind of person I am.

With my extreme personality, if I were to take power, even I couldn't predict whether it would be a blessing or a curse.

Besides, this is just a hypothesis, what is there to say?

After all, I, He Daqing, am a talent in the field of scientific research, and I am completely different from you!

I, He Daqing, am destined to go down in history!

How could a mere position of minister restrict my pursuit and exploration of science?

You underestimate me, He Daqing..."

He Daqing managed the opportunity to brag very well, until he was kicked out of the driver's seat of the car by Minister Lin.

On the platform of the train station, He Daqing stood quietly, watching the train slowly pull out of the platform and speed towards the west.

According to conservative estimates, it will take China at least five years or even longer to fully digest and absorb the technical information carried by this train.

Perhaps, this process will be even longer, who can say for sure?

By that time, what kind of flowers will bloom from the seeds planted today?

What kind of fruit will it bear?

He Daqing's eyes seemed to have crossed the mountains and rivers and saw the distant Northwest.

Scientific researchers study, absorb and improve the technical information day and night.

The inexplicable light in the eyes is full of expectations and longings!

Two days later, He Daqing, who had successfully lost weight, returned to the Red Star Winery he had not seen for a long time.

The development of Red Star Winery is already on the right track, and there is basically very little that He Daqing needs to worry about.

I am back to the life of sitting in the office, drinking tea, smoking and reading newspapers.

Today, Red Star Winery has grown into a large factory with 4,000 employees and is still expanding.

He Daqing shouted outside the door and called in the clerk who was waiting outside.

"Xiao Zhang, go gather all the technicians in the factory..."

After a while, several idle technicians in the factory arrived.

He Daqing made important instructions.

Red Star Winery should become bigger and stronger, work hard, persist in innovation, and make efforts to realize the modernization of China.

After saying these polite words, He Daqing sent out two copies of technical information.

One is a recipe for making fake coffee, and the other is a recipe for making fake cola.

Fake coffee is made by roasting barley and soybeans, mixing them with fine fig powder and adding coffee spices. It is very simple.

Fake cola is even simpler. It can be made by simply mixing flavors, saccharin and pigments.

With the current counterfeiting capabilities of the Red Star Winery, producing these two things is like a piece of cake.

He Daqing believed that within three days at most, fake coffee and fake cola could be prepared by technicians.

If they couldn't even do such a simple thing, He Daqing would definitely send them to the farm to carry manure.

Looking at the eight big characters on the belly, "Mandate from Heaven, long life and prosperity."

It is no longer blurry and is gradually becoming stable.

He Daqing even had a vague illusion that the imperial seal seemed to be turning the tables and devouring the fortune of the Tatar Qing system.