59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

My aunt took a look at the meat Zhou Jing brought back. It was a mixture of several vegetables, all of which were vegetables mixed with shredded meat. It was mainly vegetables and broth, with very little meat.

After thinking about it, I put it aside without heating it and planned to eat it in the evening.

"How was your talk at the commune today?" asked grandma.

Zhou Jing took a big bite of the stir-fried white meat and wanted to pour some wine, but his grandfather stopped him and glared at him.

"Well, we didn't agree to apply for a ship, but Director Mao promised that with the relationship with Deputy Director Wang, we can definitely apply for a diesel engine."

"What is that?" Grandpa asked in confusion.

Zhou Jing held the chopsticks for a long time, but couldn't find the words to describe it.

"It is equivalent to a paddle. It can be installed at the stern of a boat. Once started, it can push the boat forward without the need for oars." Chen Feng explained.

"Yes, it's a paddle. It's a very big paddle. It can travel more than ten miles in an hour." Zhou Jing said happily.

"That's fine. It will be much faster to go out to sea then. If we encounter a school of fish, we can let the speedboat transport them back and the other boats can continue fishing." Grandpa said happily.

The biggest pain for ships nowadays is that after finally going out to sea, they encounter a fishing season, but the boat is too small!

The wind in Bohai Sea is weak, and there are no three-masted sailing ships in the fishing village (a combination of horizontal and vertical sails, the pinnacle of sailing technology, making the most of the wind), so the fishing boats are slow and there is not enough time to turn back. The three-masted sailing ships in the era of wind flags were the most efficient in utilizing wind power, so even if you encounter a school of fish, you can only go back and forth once a day, and you may not be able to encounter them next time.

Chen Feng was a little confused. Who was this Deputy Director Wang related to? Why was Director Mao so powerful?

Could it be that his secret relationship has been discovered and he is the third generation crown prince?

"Uncle, is Deputy Director Wang a relationship given to you by Director Mao?"

Zhou Jing was stunned and asked: "Don't you know him?"

"How would I know him?" Chen Feng was stunned. "Fatty, do you have any relatives who are officials in Tianjin?"

The fat man who was eating oysters shook his head blankly, his mouth full of garlic.

"No, my father said that our Wang family has only one son for three generations. Could it be that my grandfather had an illegitimate child and he won't share the inheritance with me?"

"Puch!"

Several adults almost died of laughter.

"You little fat boy, you're so young and you're already thinking about dividing the family property." Grandma scolded with a smile.

"That's no more." Wang Kaixuan shook his head and took another grilled oyster.

Chen Feng couldn’t understand why this guy liked to eat shellfish. Could it be that he didn’t eat enough before?

The dried shellfish in Sijiu City are not expensive!

"Uncle, is that Deputy Director Wang called Wang Jiefang?" Chen Hao couldn't help but ask.

"No, his name is Wang Jinjun."

Fatty Wang was completely relieved.

"My father's name is Wang Shengli. My grandfather said that she was pregnant with my second uncle. Unfortunately, the Japanese invaded the village and my grandmother had a miscarriage when they retreated. Otherwise, my second uncle would have been pregnant."

"The name is already decided..."

"Wang Jiefang?" Chen Hao asked with a smile.

"Get lost!" Fatty Wang said, "Wang Baoguo!"

"Victory and national security!"

"Return triumphantly!"

Chen Feng continued the conversation and said, "So your brother's name is Wang Guilai, which is so awesome?"

"I also think this name is better than me!"

Fatty Wang said enviously, "The king is back, the great king is back!"

"Fatty, you are trying to restore feudalism. Be careful of the people's dictatorship!" Hu Bayi warned.

"I just think this name is good, much better than my name!" Fatty Wang said in a childish way.

Chen Feng smiled secretly. As a young man, there must be a period of time when he likes various indecent names such as Aotian, Jueming, Xiongba, Wuming, Feifei, etc.

Thinking back then, he had read a magical book called Dou Po!

Now when I think about it, I still don’t understand how I finished reading most of it. It’s incredible.

Zhou Jing took the opportunity to eat a few bites of pickled pork, and waited until they were quiet before saying, "Deputy Director Wang said that his father came from the Northeast to see him, and you drove him to Tianjin halfway. He also said that your grandfather was his most admired hero when he was a child."

"Oh--"

Chen Hao, Chen Li, and Fatty Wang all looked up and said in unison.

"I see!" Chen Feng nodded and said, "But his son is a deputy director, how could Grandpa Wang have no money to take the train?"

He didn't understand!

"It's so expensive to take the train. It's not far from Langfang to Tianjin." Zhou Jing asked Chen Feng in surprise. The tone and content directly silenced him!

The straight-line distance is dozens of kilometers, and you tell me it’s not far?

Your legs will probably be broken!

Chen Feng looked at Zhou Jing, and Zhou Jing looked at him in confusion.

Well, considering that this uncle walked from the village to Tianjin City, Langfang is indeed not very far from Tianjin.

Just walk for eight to ten hours!

"Uncle, don't say anything. There is a generation gap between you and me!"

Chen Hao interrupted, "Uncle, Grandpa Wang only has one leg!"

"I know, they all came to our house and gave us a pound of meat and a bottle of wine." Zhou Jing said disapprovingly.

"There were also melon seeds and grapes, half of which were given to my third grandmother's house by my father," Zhou Dinghai added.

"It's okay. I brought some canned food and peaches this time."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Canned food, uncle can bring two boxes to visit Director Mao and Director Wang occasionally. Don't call him Deputy Director in the future, just call him Director Wang."

"Don't go too often, once a month is enough, so that you won't treat us as scapegoats."

"Maintain good relationships, distinguish between gratitude and resentment, and don't owe favors to others."

"I know. The old patriarch took me there a few days ago and gave me some rare fish. I only said that at home." Zhou Jing smiled and said, "You don't know, I have face in the commune now."

Grandpa snorted coldly: "Are others giving you face? They are giving face to Xiaofeng and Chen Lao."

"That's also a face-saving thing, haha, Dad, let's drink!" Zhou Jing still smiled happily.

Although he is just a small village official, he is content!

He did not agree to go to the town when Deputy Director Wang suggested doing so.

Without the guidance of the old patriarch in the town, without the protection of the village party secretary, and without the help of Director Wang, what should he do?

I didn’t have as much face as I do now. In the village and the commune, everyone would come up and say hello when they saw me!

Even the village party secretary doesn’t have as much face as he does, so he should be content!

He now only wants to be a good village official and strive for more preferential benefits for the village and the commune, such as the engine that can be used as a large boat paddle.

Seeing that his grandfather was very sober, Chen Feng was secretly glad.

He was afraid that his uncle knew nothing and would be fooled by those high-sounding people!

"Uncle, are you going to work this afternoon?"

"No, I have nothing to do in the afternoon. I'll come back and go to the beach to dig clams." Zhou Jing picked up some vegetable leaves to eat.

"We borrowed a boat from the old patriarch. You take us to the sea to fish."

Zhou Jing nodded and said, "Luckily it's these two days, as the trees are almost dry. If I had come a few days later, I would have had to borrow a boat from the next village."

The balanced longitudinal sail that appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty was an original Chinese invention, indicating that China's wooden sailing ships' ability to sail against the wind had reached a mature stage. However, it skipped the era of square sails, which limited the scale of ships. It can be said that it missed the technical support for the great geographical discoveries to a certain extent.