A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

That night, the main room of Jiangxia Courtyard was bustling with people.

Master and his wife arrive with three bears, and Jiangxia's pressure cooker stew makes a comeback.

Liu Ye somehow got hold of a huge, frozen fish and started hacking at it with an axe.

After chopping it up, Zheng and Wang Kui each got half, and they were going to have a competition to see whether air-fried food or grilled food over charcoal was tastier.

Li Changfu was fiddling with a few small birds, saying they were a rare delicacy.

Jiang Xia looked at the little bird with brownish-brown feathers and red spots around its eyes and curiously poked at it a few times.

"Master, you're so free, you even have time to catch birds?"

"No, it crashed into the plane itself."

Xiong San chuckled and joined in: "I saw these silly birds when we flew over the woods. The An-2 flew low once, the cockpit opened, and it just crashed into us. That's why it's called 'Silly Flying Dragon'!"

Oh, so this is the silly flying dragon that's on par with the silly roe deer. What's the other one of the three silly guys from Northeast China?

Li Huaide, carrying a jar of chrysanthemum wine and wearing a leather leash around his neck, trotted happily into the courtyard.

Yang Youning arrived uninvited with his old company commander.

"Yang Youning, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, how can you be so shameless now! Uninvited guests are unwelcome guests!"

Li Huaide first greeted everyone present with a big smile, but when he saw Yang Youning, his face turned fierce.

"Ha, as a factory director, shouldn't you care about the employees? As an elder, can't you care about the younger generation?"

"Empty-handed, don't you have any shame?"

Yang Youning pointed to the old company commander sitting in a wheelchair: "I have a story!"

Enjoying the story while drinking is truly delightful.

The men listened to the old company commander's story, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and finally sang revolutionary songs.

Jiang Qiu, with Jiang Dong sporting a dragon tail hair sticking out of his head, took photos from all angles.

The teacher's wife, Grandma Jiang, and Xiao Liu's wife were chatting happily on the side, but their gazes toward Jiang Xia were somewhat strange.

"Having twins in one pregnancy is absolutely no problem! That's what Dr. Liu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital said; he found that prescription in a medical book from an earlier dynasty!"

"Great! Then one will be surnamed Jiang and the other Li!"

"Really?"

"Then there's still a lie!"

The master's wife's gaze swept over everyone, wishing she could grab someone right now and take them to the bridal chamber.

……

It was late at night, and Jiangxia, who had drunk too much, got up in the middle of the night and was freezing cold in this awful weather.

I picked up the water cup from the radiator and took a couple of gulps. Under the dim light, the red lettering on the cup stood out vividly.

Touching the traditional Chinese character "为", Jiang Xia turned to look at the insulating board placed in the room, feeling a bit sleepless.

How about we give it a try?

Which young man can resist the allure of a computer?

Taking advantage of his dazed state, Xiao Jiang worked incredibly fast, completing the DRAM module and the CPU module.

The two bookshelves that the lumber mill had kindly donated were completely emptied by Jiang Xia, leaving a tangled mess of wires. The soft popping sounds of melting solder on the soldering iron, combined with the wisps of smoke rising from the rosin, immersed Jiang Xia in a wonderful atmosphere.

Connect the power supply removed from the small electric stove to the corresponding wire.

"Hello World!"

Jiang Xia moved the power supply and inexplicably excitedly shouted out these four words.

Well, what's the actual situation?

There's no response at all; there are no input or output ports. What kind of "hello" is that?

However, the scanner in Jiang Xia's eyes was inexplicably refreshing a green waterfall flow, almost like the data array in The Matrix.

Since it's green, the brain of the transistor computer can be considered complete.

The most important step has been taken; now, just keep moving forward like a dump truck.

Hahahaha~~

Grandpa, I, Jiangxia, have reserved your photo!

I'll try to get a mechanical telegraph machine from the post office to use. Tomorrow, I'll ask Sister Wei Hong to go back and ask her father-in-law if there are any that are obsolete.

For output, how about we bring over Li Huaide's TV and use it?

The first generation of televisions was the "Beijing" brand, produced in Tianjin, with an annual output of only a hundred units. I don't know how this uncle got his hands on it.

However, with only two hours of airtime, there's not much to see. The main purpose of having it at home is to cover it with a pretty dust-proof cloth and receive exclamations of surprise from visitors.

It would be better to use that money to make a contribution; it wouldn't be difficult to add a mark to the list of achievements later.

Hmm, the wooden cabinet still doesn't dissipate heat well. Should we replace it with a perforated aluminum frame? Little Dai Mao continued to ponder, watching the blue smoke rising from the insulation board.

Uh, wait, what's the point of thinking? This is short-circuiting, isn't it?

In a flurry of activity, they quickly cut off the power.

Looking at the blackened transistor on the first insulating board, Jiang Xia wanted to bang his head against the wall. There weren't many transistors left!

Why is it so hard to get anything done? Everyone else who came back became a jack-of-all-trades, but I can't even solder a circuit board properly. It's really tough.

Filled with deep skepticism, Jiang Xia bowed twice to the insulating boards piled high on the bookshelf, "Great machine spirit, please let the BIOS code enter my dreams tonight. Input stuff... who in their right mind would memorize that?"

With hopeful dreams in mind, little Jiangxia fell asleep again.

the next day.

As Jiang Xia stepped through the small door of the confidential workshop, the experienced workers, represented by Master Qin, were already waiting inside.

"Comrades, you all know what the logistics department asked us to do, right?"

"We know!" Everyone laughed.

What is this? It's noodles!

"Then everything will proceed as usual. The only difference is that we can use these two machine tools to speed up the process a bit, but the final parts will still need to be carefully polished by the masters."

"After all, a mother's bed cannot be made from a mother's bed."

Hearing Jiang Xia say this, all the master chefs smiled smugly.

"And, according to our factory manager, the logistics department really went all out this time, providing a lot of supplies. Not to mention canned food and grain, they even brought out hundreds of woolen overcoats. Do the master chefs want some?"

"Oh, and also, that person from the logistics department said they'd recommend us for commendation based on our performance!"

The woolen coat in front had already attracted everyone's attention, and the final praise speech ignited the entire audience.

There are very few opportunities for outsiders to claim credit for the team's achievements.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is a rare opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

After shouting the slogans, the experienced workers started preparing in their assigned groups as before.

"Jiang Xia! The logistics vehicle has arrived. Please go and sign for it!"

Five trucks completely filled the small open space in front of the workshop.

Team Leader Wen handed the list to Jiang Xia: "The first four trucks contain various supplies, and the last truck contains canned goods and coats."

Jiang Xia took the list and pointed to the tungsten alloy column: "Hey, is this quantity correct?"

"That's right, enough for three units!"

Three units? Jiang Xia estimated that they could probably make four of them.

"Isn't it only going to be made one unit?"

"Well, we only had one left in stock." Team Leader Wen shrugged. "When we were delivering the air fryers, Xiao Ha took a liking to them. They didn't have the money, so they used something from a certain military reserve warehouse to pay off the debt. There are still a few of these in there."

Oh, little Ha, isn't this the country with the best relationship with China?

"Of these three, one is for our logistics department, another is for Factory 112, which is learning from you, and you don't need to know the whereabouts of the third one."

"How's it going? Can you still complete the mission?"

Tsk, I thought the logistics people were so easy to manipulate, but look what happened.

These people are all white-skinned, black-hearted rabbits!