A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Having had a good night's sleep, Jiangxia habitually wanted to greet the "fried egg" hanging in the sky.

Unfortunately, the other party was hidden in the clouds and I couldn't be bothered with him.

I opened the window, and a cool breeze blew in, carrying a hint of dampness.

Jiang Xia stuck out his butt and poked the honeycomb briquette stove, then put the leftover pork rib soup and steamed buns made from mixed flour from yesterday on it.

He picked up the Russian version of the electric pressure cooker instruction manual that Professor Zhang had translated for him yesterday, glanced at it, and then casually put it into his bag.

I was thinking of bothering that old man again tonight to translate the air fryer instruction manual and Nan Yi Nong's recipe.

Otherwise, those unrefined people will only use it for grilling meat.

Yesterday, a bunch of old men gave him some personal items, and Jiang Xia especially liked one of the little tanks made from bullet casings.

There are things I like, and things that give me a headache.

Yesterday, Commander Li gave him a bullet, as thick as a child's arm, the bullet head gleaming from being handled so much. It's still sitting in the corner, and Jiang Xia is wondering whether he should remove the primer.

Behind him, his teacher's wife came out and sat at the small dining table, watching Jiang Xia busy himself.

A pair of hands were slowly kneading her legs.

"Master's wife, what's wrong? Does it still hurt?"

"It's nothing, I was just a little tired from cycling for a long time yesterday."

Jiang Xia put the bullet into his bag, walked over, hugged his teacher's wife's legs, and gently massaged her calves.

Touching the old wound that had been pierced through him, he didn't dare to exert any force: "You know, the ministry provided a car, so just use it. Why suffer like this?"

"When you get old, you have to accept it. Why bother riding your bike down every day for a checkup?"

The master's wife wasn't annoyed when she heard this, and slowly combed his hair with a comb.

"There's nothing we can do. The police's reputation has been ruined by those people before us. If we want to rebuild our authority, we have to start with ourselves. Some of our soldiers are a bit rough around the edges, so we'll teach them a thing or two..."

“The grassroots level is tough too. In Haidian, a bureau doesn’t even have a sidecar motorcycle. I figured my old lady’s feet aren’t that precious, so I gave them the vehicle.”

Jiang Xia kept his head down and didn't say anything. He rubbed his hands together to warm them and then placed them on his teacher's wife's knees.

Li Changfu came out at some point, rubbing his old, cold legs, and plopped down next to the coal stove.

"The weather might change soon, so wear more layers."

"By the way, can you remove the pot from your electric pressure cooker and use it directly on the stove?"

Jiang Xia nodded, "That's definitely possible. It's just that the pressure valve needs to be changed to a counterweight."

Li Changfu pondered for a moment: "Nongnong, go to the factory and make a few. I need them!"

"Okay, but it'll have to wait two days. I need to finish the exhibits first. Also, I don't know if Director Yang has gotten the sealing rings for me yet. The current ones aren't sealing very well..."

"Okay, you go to the factory and get busy. I'll go find Old Xia from the machine department later."

"These are turbulent times. The higher-ups have ordered a reduction in the number of cadres, and a large number of them will be sent to support the surrounding rural areas!"

Jiang Xia nodded; he had already heard Li Huaide mention it.

When he went to the lumber mill, he was curious about why the factory manager was so enthusiastic, so Li Huaide mentioned it to him.

At the end of this year, I'll be a cadre; next year, it'll be the turn of an employee.

Hey, you guys didn't expect that, did you?

The support for rural areas started 60 years ago, but it only reached its peak 8 years later. Moreover, the first wave of support was started by cadres, and they were all directly subordinate cadres.

Jiang Xia ate a steamed bun, put on the coarse cloth work clothes issued by the factory, and racked his brains trying to figure out where to find some sturdy plastic bags.

In later generations, plastic bags that used to float everywhere when the wind blew have become incredibly precious.

Without plastic bags, it's difficult to store supersaturated solutions.

Jiang Xia, who had been squeezed into a paper-thin shape on the bus, finally made it to the factory area.

The first thing to do upon entering the factory is to retrieve your bicycle from the security office and place it at the entrance of the factory office building.

It's really unlucky of me; I've only ridden this bicycle a handful of times since I got it. It's just been sitting at the factory collecting dust.

Before even entering the building, Yang Youning excitedly arrived carrying a basket of things.

Milky white rubber ring!

"Wow, impressive, Comrade Yang! I'm really impressed! Hey, when did you put that hat on?"

Yang Youning touched a bulge under his brand-new military cap with a sullen expression, then suddenly put down the bamboo basket, clenched his fists, and bulged out the middle knuckles.

He hugged Jiang Xia and spun him around on his head, saying, "You little brat, did you already know about Wang Kui's dirty deeds?!"

"No way! How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!"

In his anger, Yang Youning ignored the obviously guilty explanation. After a series of screams, Yang Youning finally withdrew his hands with satisfaction.

"There's a small department in the Ministry of Chemical Industry called Rubber Management. These things were made by other people's labs working overtime at night."

"Three 'little cannons,' plus the one on my head...you little brat! This thing can't generate foreign exchange, just wait until I deal with you!"

Wow! There's such a department? Jiang Xia became interested and automatically ignored the following paragraph.

Ignoring his throbbing head, he grabbed Yang Youning and asked, "So, can they produce plastic bags now?"

"Plastic bag? I don't know. Is it the kind of transparent plastic sheet?"

"When I went to pick up my things this morning, I heard them yelling that they had managed to make something out of soft resin."

Soft resin? Could it be PVC resin? Wow, Chinese chemical engineers are truly remarkable!

"Uncle Yang, is there anything else you need today? Could you take me to their lab later?"

"Pah, what are you thinking? The 50 'little cannons' that Big Brother wanted are due tomorrow! You're not leaving get off work today until you've thoroughly inspected all those improved versions!"

"Hey, has the date been moved up again?"

"No, the Ministry of Railways notified us yesterday that a 'repayment' train will depart tomorrow, loaded with agricultural products. It just so happens that one train is going."

"Currently, there is insufficient transport capacity, and the originally planned special train has been cancelled."

Well, there's nothing we can do about it. It'll have to be tough, after all, a new engine needs a break-in period.

It's freezing cold over there in Russia, it would be embarrassing if it couldn't start up.

When all 50 "little cannons" start up at once, the sound is deafening!

Jiang Xia stuffed two wads of cotton into his ears, but he still couldn't stand the huge noise. He endured the nausea and checked every car with the scanner on.

Fortunately, the technicians' skills have improved, and none of the machines are glowing red.

I felt a little better after walking back 200 meters.

Turning his head, he saw Wang Kui appear beside him looking like a ghost.

Jiang Xia wanted to make a few more jokes, but Wang Kui grabbed him unexpectedly:

"Is your pot finished yet? The commander's schedule has changed; he needs to leave earlier!"

Tsk, why are they all clustered together?

Fortunately, Yang Erlengzi was capable; otherwise, it really wouldn't have been presentable.

The two arrived at the small workshop together, and their friends, upon hearing the news, also became anxious.

I quickly replaced the sealing ring on the pressure cooker, and then added a red bean wood handle and button. All done!

Two air fryers and two pressure cookers were installed, and Wang Kui pulled Jiang Xia towards the center.