A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

At six o'clock in the morning, it was already bright.

This year's late summer heat wave arrived much later than last year.

Yesterday it was cool and breezy, but this morning it was already unbearably hot.

Li Tiejun stayed up with Jiang Xia in the scrap warehouse until midnight last night. The factory guesthouse staff came directly to them and invited them to rest in the expert's room.

The TV is on the bedside table, there's a separate bathroom, and a huge, soft bed that you could sink into.

All of this caused the honest and hardworking Tie Jun some sleepless nights.

It wasn't until Jiang Xia came over and woke him up, shouting at him, "The road ahead is long and arduous, but we'll start afresh!"

This finally brought back the spirits of the usually optimistic Li Tiejun.

"What's up so early! You should be able to sleep in today!" Tie Jun, who hadn't slept much all night, was now feeling sleepy and hugged the soft cotton blanket tightly.

"Dry!"

Looking at Jiang Xia, whose eyes were bloodshot but whose spirits were high, Tie Jun unconsciously hid further under the covers.

"Hurry up! Just a few more gears and the machine will be assembled!"

"Oh, a machine. Tsk~~~"

There was no breakfast at the guesthouse, so by the time Tie Jun returned with steamed buns, Jiang Xia had already finished tidying up the blueprints and started organizing the parts on the ground.

Just then, members of the security department came on patrol and asked them to move the lathe base to the secret workshop where the engine was previously developed.

After they finished moving everything, the legs of several guards were trembling.

Liu Hongjun, with a cigarette Jiang Xia had given him dangling from his mouth, rubbed his lower back and said, "It's only because of you, Engineer Jiang. If it were anyone else, we would never do this!"

"By the way, Engineer Jiang. Our department head has some business to attend to these few days and asked me to tell you. If you're going to the countryside for any more experiments, I'll go with you for now!"

Jiang Xia, preoccupied with machine tools, didn't ask any further questions and readily agreed.

As the saying goes, the precision of a machine tool depends entirely on the stability of its bed.

After searching the entire factory, this small workshop was the only one with a paved floor.

The flatness of the area where the test vehicle rack used to be is absolutely perfect.

First, put down the base, use a few wedge-shaped shims to roughly level the machine tool, and then use a sledgehammer to drive a few cement nails into the anchor bolts.

We'll be pouring cement later, and once it dries, the lathe's level will need to be fine-tuned.

Looking at the complicated steps, Li Tiejun silently took out a small notebook and wrote them down.

After finishing this part, they moved all the remaining parts into the small workshop. Only then did the two have a chance to catch their breath and slowly begin to organize the blueprints.

"Hey, Tiejun. Did you finish working on that heating furnace I gave you last time?"

"Huh? You're going to get it out? I thought you didn't want to discuss literature with me, so you used that stove to shut me up?"

Jiang Xia's lips twitched; this damn intuition.

"Of course I'll do it! I'll definitely install one in my new house. When I bring Grandma over, it'll be warm and cozy. Just thinking about it makes me happy!"

"And the fifth one, he can start preschool in the spring. The fourth one will be in fifth grade next year. Let me tell you, our fourth one is amazing, his level is so high that even the teachers at the commune school can't keep up!"

Thinking of his family, Jiang Xia chuckled happily.

Li Tiejun recalled Jiang Xiaomei's soft and cute appearance, and enviously lit a cigarette: "Tsk tsk, it's so nice to have a small sister. My sister is always wielding a big knife at me, saying she wants to practice the eighteen cuts for slaughtering pigs."

“My father doesn’t care. He says he’s ruined me and that my sister will have to inherit the family business.”

"Huh? What does your uncle do?"

Li Tiejun turned his head away from Jiang Xia's gaze: "Slaughterhouse!"

Jiang Xia remained silent. No wonder you've grown so strong!

He stepped forward, grabbed Tie Jun by the neck, and shook him back and forth: "You little brat, why didn't you say so earlier that you had such a good background? I want to eat pig's head meat!"

Seeing Jiang Xia's sincere eyes and the tears on her lips, Tie Jun burst into laughter.

"Forget about pig's head meat; there won't be any live pigs left to slaughter in June. Or could my sister use me to practice her knife skills?"

"But the pigs at the farm next door will be ready for market soon this year, I'll take you there to pick some!"

Jiang Xia's eyes sparkled: "Whichever end you choose, you eat it?"

Tie Jun winked: "Whichever one died from the fall, that's the one we'll eat!"

Jiang Xia remained silent. You've really mastered the way Cheng Chubi of the Tang Dynasty ate beef.

Bored? Done! Time to get back to work.

He instructed Tie Jun to take the blueprints to the master craftsmen to replace the missing parts.

He specifically instructed Master Yi to make several of the gearbox gears, asking him to apply his full expertise in mirror-finish gears to the gear end faces.

After Jiang Xia sorted and arranged all the parts, the other people from the technical department also arrived at the confidential workshop.

Just as everyone was about to lend a hand, Jiang Xia stopped them.

It's not that Jiang Xia is putting on airs; these parts are just too precious, practically one of a kind. No one else has his fault scanner; it's not uncommon for installing the wrong screw to render a lathe unusable.

But these people weren't idle; Jiang Xia gave them an important task.

Draw out the complete installation steps according to his installation sequence!

The drawing scale is 1:1, and every step must be done correctly!

Not only do we need to draw the overall layout plan, but we also need to add the installation section view and elevation view.

So, when Minister Yang of the Ministry of Agriculture dragged Yang Erlengzi by the ear to the workshop, this was the scene he saw.

Jiang Xia was engrossed in his work, surrounded by a group of people writing and drawing.

Whenever Jiangxia paused, the people drawing the diagrams behind him would have to review each other's work.

Only after everyone agreed that there were no problems did Jiang Xia continue with his work.

The tense atmosphere at the scene also affected Minister Yang, who was originally furious. He put down his hand that was pulling on her ear and watched quietly.

It sounds slow, but it's actually quite fast.

The machine tool, which was originally disassembled and left with only a frame, gradually became fuller, and as parts were added, the complete part was rapidly raised.

"This is the lathe you were talking about that can make cylinder blocks? Look how tired the little guy is! Why don't you go and help him?"

Minister Yang's clutches have now reached for Yang Youning's ears.

Perhaps feeling that one ear being bright red was unsightly, Minister Yang approached the other ear this time.

Yang Youning looked nonchalant, but his legs were trembling slightly as he said, "The workshop isn't the ministry. There must be a reason why others do things that way. You should just shout a few slogans, and the lathes will be working again!"

Ma Zhendong quietly gave his factory manager a thumbs up. These days, there are people who would stand up for their fellow workers and confront their superiors, but to stand up for someone who is both a superior and an elder, there's probably only one like him in the whole factory.

Out of kindness, he leaned over and quietly explained to Minister Yang.

……

The scorching autumn sun turned the flimsy tin warehouse into a giant steamer, and everyone's sweat dripped down their faces.

As time went by, the machine tool also revealed its original strength.

Yes, don't be surprised that a mere mechanical construct can possess its own imposing presence. Once you've visited a large warship like the Type 052, you'll understand what I mean.

I am deeply honored to have your protection.