A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After chatting for a while, the two learned that Manager Wang had read the internal reference materials that morning and then rushed to the steel rolling mill.

"This news will be in the newspaper tomorrow, I need to buy! Buy in bulk!"

Manager Wang's eyes shone like light bulbs.

"Those promotional methods you mentioned yesterday are no longer needed!"

"As soon as I spread the word that department stores have the same product, hahaha~~"

Looking at Manager Wang, who was laughing unrestrainedly, Jiang Xia lost interest.

It's not like it's foreign exchange, what's there to get excited about?

Li Huaide shoved a cup of tea into Jiang Xia's hand: "Xiao Jiang, what's the daily production capacity of a regular pressure cooker these days?"

"Uh, probably a few dozen or so. The pot body is easy to handle. The lid is the problem; if you're not careful, this thing can explode!"

"Moreover, the explosive power of this thing is no less than that of a hand grenade!"

"Uncle Li, think about the batch of drill bits you made before! You can't blindly expand production!"

Given Li Huaide's precedent, Jiang Xia felt it was best to explain the pros and cons to him clearly.

The craftsmanship of later generations is not as advanced, and living conditions are also poor. Families are often crammed into one house, with many having to live and cook in a single room.

If it really explodes, then the whole family will be wiped clean.

After Li Huaide repeatedly assured him that quality was the top priority, Jiang Xia took his leave.

Flowers bloom outside the wall, but their fragrance fills the inside; why hasn't the foreign exchange we've been longing for arrived yet?

Oh no, what if those unscrupulous Russians take that thing apart and make their own copy?

Then there's nothing for me to do? Jiang Xia broke out in a cold sweat.

Hmm, does the alliance even have a patent law?

Yes, of course.

This patent law was personally signed by the alliance's mentor; its full name is the "Discovery, Invention and Rationalization Proposal Ordinance." However, in practice, the biggest difference between it and the Western camp lies in the "privatization" aspect.

The patent laws of the Western camp, including the collection of patent royalties that we are familiar with, are all based on the premise of "privatization".

What are the basic principles of the alliance countries?

Public ownership!

These two core elements are inherently conflicting!

Therefore, if the alliance insists on copying it, Jiang Xia can't do anything about it. After all, once this thing appears, it's labeled as "publicly owned."

Depend on!

Damn it!

Jiangxia can only hope that the Russians will be considerate and not set their sights on these paltry sums.

He lit three cigarettes and stuck them into a pile of sand nearby.

"Great teacher, please control your unfilial descendants! Don't let them go crazy! If there's any good news, I'll gladly replace your incense with real incense!"

After cramming at the last minute, Jiang Xia felt a bit more confident.

Then I went to the confidential workshop to check on the production progress of the three-axis machine tool.

Hey, that's fast! The machine tool frame is already finished and we're just about to put it in the stockyard to let it weather the storms and gradually relieve stress.

Look at the weld joints, there aren't any weld joints at all. The whole frame looks like it grew out of the ground, a seamless whole. I really don't know how these master craftsmen did it.

Chinese workers are awesome, no need to say more!

However, machinist Ning Dawei encountered trouble.

"It broke again! This one won't do, Lao Qian, let's try a new one!"

Another craftsman quickly handed over a new blade, hesitating slightly: "These blades are all from the same batch, I reckon the result will be the same, how about we try a different blade?"

Ning Dawei sighed, "Let's try again. I'll adjust the feed rate!"

Jiang Xia remained silent, standing quietly to the side watching.

A tungsten steel rod was tightly clamped in the fixture of the heavy machine tool. After adjusting the cutting tool, Ning Dawei carefully moved closer to it.

The moment they made contact, the edge of the "knife" was immediately struck and sparks flew, and the entire blade began to twist. In no time, the once invincible "knife" was turned into a twisted rope.

Ning Dawei was so angry that he punched the machine tool, and then quickly touched it.

"Sorry, it doesn't hurt!"

Mr. Qian, who was standing to the side, was also extremely distressed. "Next time, if you want to hit someone, hit me instead of taking it out on the child!"

Then he quickly bent down and carefully checked the machine tool for any damage.

Well, they're not even this nice to their own children!

"Hey! What do we do? Other work groups have already gotten ahead of us in terms of processes, and we're stuck behind even though we have the most advanced machine tool?"

"Old Qian, we're at our wits' end! Let's get some of the best stuff the machine factory has in store!"

Ning Dawei held Master Qian's hand firmly.

"Go! Let's fucking kill them!"

The two of them took out their keys together and went outside.

A moment later, she brought in a small box as if it were a priceless treasure.

Upon opening it, I found it was full of knives.

It has everything: straight blade, beveled blade, round nose, grooving, and boring.

"This is made of a special alloy from the alliance. The old factory director won it over a drinking party!"

Seeing Jiang Xia's curiosity, Master Qin, who was instructing his apprentice on how to hand-craft a workpiece, came over and said.

"Three catties of wine! And all that money was exchanged for this precious set of treasures!"

"Afterwards, the old factory director retired..."

Jiangxia was devastated. A knife that cost 99.9 yuan with free shipping in later generations now cost him his life!

"The old factory director was a visionary! How is he doing?"

Master Qin glanced at the indignant Jiang Xia, puzzled. "Well, I went to see him yesterday. Tsk tsk, he's still as imposing as ever! I still can't outdrink him!"

Jiang Xia was taken aback: "How many kilograms did you drink?"

"Yeah, I only brought 4 jin (2 catties), and he drank it all by himself. I just licked the bottom of the bottle..."

Silence, and continued support of the long pole.

"Then what is he returning?"

"I've reached that age! I want to take care of my grandchildren!"

"Next time I'll sponsor you ten pounds of sweet potato liquor, and I'll definitely knock him out!"

Looking at Jiang Xia, who was gritting his teeth, Master Qin, who was confused, nodded blankly.

Master Ning, who was standing to the side, had already changed the cutting tools, gently started the lathe, and pressed it firmly against the surface.

Squeak!

The workpiece made contact with the cutting head, emitting a piercing scream.

There's hope! White marks have appeared on the tungsten carbide workpiece.

Squeak!! Bang!

Ding-ling-ling~~

Hey, you know what, the sound of special alloys is really crisp.

Pushing past the stunned onlookers, Jiang Xia stepped forward and took the workpiece.

The action just now only left a white mark on the tungsten steel, which disappeared after wiping it with my hand.

"Damn it, is this the Golden Cudgel?"

Holding the broken blade, Ning Dawei couldn't help but curse.

"Master Ning, is it true that none of our blades can handle this thing now?" Jiang Xia put down the tungsten steel, looking thoughtful.

Master Ning pondered for a moment, "Pretty much! This set of alloy cutting tools is the best it can be. Even the No. 1 Machine Tool Factory uses this kind."

"However, there should be a way in Fengtian. It's just too far away!"

Jiang Xia nodded, "Okay, that's settled for today. I'll go think of something!"

any solution?

Of course, they called for reinforcements. Yang Youning and Li Huaide each received a note.

"Whoever can find a knife that can cut through tungsten carbide alloy will get to sign their name on the list of the number one invention in the universe, the ultimate thunderbolt?"

Ha, child's play!

The two factory managers disdainfully looked away.

Next second,

The phone was picked up frantically.

"Uncle~~~"

"Father-in-law~~~~"