A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Waking up early in the morning is so unpleasant!

The bright red sunrise was stingyly hidden behind the clouds today, leaving Jiangxia's wish for a huge steamed bun unfulfilled.

I slipped downstairs and bought more than ten cabbage buns.

"Master, Mistress, breakfast is ready! There's even some fried pork fat in the vegetable buns today!"

My teacher's wife, who usually gets up early, got up much later today.

After Jiang Xia finished calling out, he stood at the door of the room a while later and said, "Jiang Xia, you can go to work after you've eaten. I don't need the bicycle today, you can ride it!"

"Okay! Hey, where's Master? Isn't he going to the Chemical Industry Department today? Shall I take him?"

Li Changfu's mumbled voice came from inside the small room: "A car will pick me up later. It's much better than riding your bicycle and getting chilled to the bone!"

"Tch, Master, that's not right. The instructors all advocate thrift! Last month, 4% of my salary was deducted."

"Get lost, that's a donation! I still have 10%. Stop joking around, get the tractor business sorted out these next few days, there'll be a lot to do later!"

Jiang Xia remembered yesterday's arrangements and was a little anxious. After stuffing two steamed buns into her mouth, she hurriedly went out.

"Master, Mistress, I'll be going now!"

The teacher's wife chased after him to the door: "Wait! You haven't taken the car keys yet!"

Watching Jiang Xia turn back and then come stomping downstairs, the teacher's wife sighed, "Everyone's so busy! Ah, it's good to be busy~~"

After Jiang Xia left, Li Changfu walked out with a pale face.

"Old woman, find me some Analgin! I still need to look at the blueprints later. I have a feeling that the Japanese have hidden traps in their blueprints, but I just can't see them."

"You old codger, what are you looking at blueprints for? You're infected! You need to go to the hospital!"

"Hey, it's okay! We can handle it! This project is crucial, we can't afford any mistakes!"

The teacher's wife wiped away her tears and stuffed An Naijin into Li Changfu's mouth, making him choke and roll his eyes back.

"I'll go with you later!"

"What were you doing? Don't you have any sense of discipline? It's just a minor injury~~"

The teacher's wife raised an eyebrow: "Doesn't someone know what they're going to do?"

"Holding a thermos, are you going to crack open that German's head?"

"You've got some nerve!"

Li Changfu sneered, "We didn't manage to hit them! Did we need you to get involved? I promise I won't lift a finger. Besides, today we're here to look at the Japanese blueprints..."

After changing into her uniform, the teacher's wife rolled her eyes at him: "The ministry sent me there to protect you. The traitor who came is quite strong; I'm afraid you can't beat him."

"Tsk, your fists and feet. Fine, I'll behave myself today, just don't cripple the people who come..."

……

After cycling for half an hour, Jiang Xia finally arrived at the steel rolling mill before the preparatory bell rang.

It wasn't that he pedaled slowly, but there were just too many bicycles on the road. It was no different from the morning rush hour in later times.

Didn't they say there were very few bicycles? What's this flow of bicycles on the street compared to that!

Later data suggests that in 60, the number of bicycles in Beijing was around 90.

Some people say that there were so many in 65, anyway, it's a mess, and no one knows who is right and who is wrong.

But let's not forget that bicycles were already in mass production back in the Republic of China era.

There are even corresponding rules for riding bicycles:

"When driving between sunset and dawn, a white headlight must be displayed in front of the vehicle."

Even during the Republican era, there was a group known as the "Ghost Bicycle Clan." They would refurbish their bicycles to look beautiful.

Some bikes have rearview mirrors mounted on the handlebars, while others have handlebar grips with long tassels.

Some people install double bells on their vehicles, so that when you press the bell handle, it rings continuously.

Some even paint their bicycle wheels red, making it look like they're riding on wheels of fire when they ride.

At that time, most of the streets and alleys in Beijing did not have streetlights, so many car owners installed electric lights on their bicycles.

When it gets dark at night, you can turn on the switch and the electric roller will generate electricity by rubbing against the wheel. The faster you ride, the brighter the headlights become.

A true veteran of the "ghost fire" youth movement.

In the year before liberation, there were as many as 17 bicycles in Beijing.

Therefore, it's not surprising that there are so many bicycles now.

Once inside the factory area, the first thing to do is to check in at the technical department.

Upon entering the familiar office, Ma Weihong was already organizing documents. All the parts data were archived, filling the entire table and stacking up to nearly 2 meters high.

Ma Weihong nodded to Jiang Xia: "Little Jiang, your master really made a splash yesterday!"

"Tsk, a bunch of blisters on your arm is considered a big deal? Some of them have even burst! You don't know, the old man was in so much pain last night, his wife even forbade him from drinking!"

Remembering how his master had been craving wine yesterday, Jiang Xia laughed without any respect for his elders.

He drank two cups of Fenjiu liquor himself, which infuriated the old man.

"What? The chief engineer's arm is that badly injured? Yesterday he was walking in a hurry and tripped over some metal on the ground, which is why it got stuck to the engine."

Jiang Xia frowned. Tsk, should we push for 5S? At the very least, we need to keep the site clean. This time he tripped and only got blisters on his arm. What if he falls into a pile of metal scraps next time?

Although Jiang Xia really wanted to grow mushrooms in that worm-shaped island nation, the 5S management method proposed there was still very instructive.

Especially in places like steel rolling mills where the working environment is harsh.

In every large industrial enterprise of later generations, behind the thick employee handbook and the seemingly absurd prohibitions, there may be the blood and tears of a generation.

Since we're here, let's try to minimize these painful lessons.

With my current prestige, I should be able to push forward the relevant rules in the early stages.

Jiang Xia opened the worn notebook, found a blank page, and neatly wrote down:

"Sorting, Setting in order, Cleaning, Sweeping, Sustaining"

"Hey, by the way, has the notebook proposed this kind of management method yet? Whatever, what I wrote is mine!"

Having just written the beginning, Ma Weihong slammed his hand on the table.

"Hey, I just remembered. I still have some burn ointment at home. Wait here, I'll go back and get it!"

"I applied badger oil to my master yesterday, and it should be quite effective!"

"Oh, you're quite capable. This kind of thing is quite rare."

Jiang Xia nodded. This was a large jar of mushrooms given to him by the red-faced village chief when they were in Shangwa Village last time.

Jiang Xia almost used it to stew Xiao Hui's niece, but luckily her grandmother stopped her.

"Hey, you brat. Always interrupting. Your master almost cracked that golden monkey's skull open, you know that?"

"what?"

Jiang Xia was a little confused; the old man hadn't mentioned this yesterday. So he asked him, pointing his little finger at the Ministry of Chemical Industry.

If you ask for more specific details, the old man will tell you he practices silent meditation.

“Your brother-in-law told me when he came back that our chief engineer was really impressive. He chased people down from the third floor to the first floor with a water bottle.”

"Nobody stopped them..."

"Eh?"

Through her back-and-forth conversation with Ma Weihong, Jiang Xia pieced together the events that had transpired.

It turns out that the project to introduce nitrogen and phosphorus compound fertilizer, spearheaded by the Ministry of Agriculture and with the participation of the Ministry of Chemical Industry, has found two project providers.

One family lives a simple life; the other is West Germany.

At this time, relations between China and Western countries have eased somewhat, especially now that China and its big brother are getting into some trouble.

The Western camp saw an opportunity and brought in a West German company, hoping to create a model project.

Moreover, in order to demonstrate their democracy, they even included everyday life.

We're generous enough to offer you only one of these two options!

It's so much better than that bear that ran away after building only half a stage!