A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"We workers have strength, hey, we workers have strength, busy every day, hey, busy every day. We've built skyscrapers, constructed railways and coal mines, and transformed the world so much."

The factory's publicity department, I don't know when, started playing songs during the preparation phase of work.

Jiang Xia held the toothbrush and mechanically moved it up and down.

Last night, he enthusiastically drew a bunch of sketches for mechanical luxury goods, only to realize after his excitement that it was all just wishful thinking on his part.

The current "cloth on their heads" seems to really yearn for life in the Lobster Country. Look at the intelligence Secretary Liu got – damn it, they've even learned the Lobster Country's ancestral afternoon tea recipe, and they're clamoring for tea and snacks in the middle of the night.

Damn, looks like they're not so easy to fool. The external coking department can only make introductions; they can't force people to come to the factory for a visit, can they?

Or should we take the initiative and make a move?

Jiang Xia thought about it for a moment, then abandoned the idea. After all, he couldn't contact outsiders without permission right now. He should focus on developing the engine first, and then go check on Tie Jun and the others' progress.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Xia cheered up and started jogging slowly behind Lao Wang again.

Tsk tsk, Old Wang's smell is a bit too strong today, and that inexplicably plump buttocks always remind me of the mutton tail fat that people on the internet talk about in later years.

Unable to bear the double torment any longer, the little ahoge (cowlick) held his breath and rushed in front of him...

"Hey, little rascal, you're in really good spirits today..."

"Hehehe..." The other team members also held their breath and tried to stay away from the source of the strange smell.

Meanwhile, on the distant southern slopes of the Qilian Mountains, on that legendary grassland, an unnamed platform stands quietly.

On the platform, a group of people wearing patched-up cotton coats and heavy shoes were craning their necks to wait.

A biting wind howled past, making their clothes flutter. Their large, red, swollen hands trembled slightly in the cold wind.

In the distance, the roar of a train grew louder as it approached. With a long, drawn-out whistle, the train slowly pulled into the station, billowing steam like surging waves instantly enveloping the platform. "Why is it late? And why are there so many more carriages loaded?" someone in the crowd asked, frowning in confusion.

The train driver jumped down from the driver's cab and handed over a document bag covered in large stamps.

"It's a temporary stop. Several large metal boxes were brought up from behind. Here, this is a statement of the situation. Please check it! The statement of the extra carriages is also on here!"

The person receiving the goods was very alert. He didn't look at the documents immediately after receiving them. He signaled to his guards before retreating to the very end of the line and, together with the people around him, unfolded the sealed document bag.

"Is this what the train delays are for? 'A device for direct data communication between computers via telephone lines'?"

"What the hell!"

"Tsk, it must be that disciple of Old Li again. No doubt about it, we're just here to pick up his 'something based on element gasification' thing!"

"Hey, you must be a political commissar to remember all this..." The middle-aged man looked up and teased his friend.

But he found that his good political commissar suddenly opened his eyes wide and spewed out two long white puffs of steam from his nostrils, just like the steam locomotive in front of him.

"Fish~~fish~~" The political commissar was so excited that he could hardly speak.

"Hey, craving fish again? Let's wait until spring. Catching fish now is too dangerous; those fish in the ponds are dangerous..."

The political commissar pointed to the very end of the document, his finger trembling uncontrollably: "Old Li's apprentice sent four train cars of fish! And they were from the sea!"

"What!" The middle-aged man exclaimed in astonishment, "From the sea?"

Wow…

The train doors opened, and all the soldiers on the platform gaped in astonishment.

If you were to say the train carriage was full of fish, the soldiers would be happy for a short while, but the impact wouldn't be that great; you can imagine.

But what if there's only one fish in the entire train carriage?

"There is a fish in the Northern Sea, its name is Kun? Goodness, how do you eat this!" The political commissar muttered to himself, touching the frozen whale.

"What are we going to do with this big, tender fish?" The general patted the fish's tail, looking somewhat troubled.

However, everyone quickly came to their senses and decided to put the fish aside for now. After all, the temperature in the Gobi Desert at night is about the same as in Northeast China at its lowest point, so they decided to get the "delicate" centrifuges back first.

A whole bunch of engineers are waiting for this thing!

Little cannon, let's go!

"Puff puff puff puff puff..." Several small steel cannons lined up in a row, their improved large wheels pressing on the muddy grass, struggling to drag a long line of wooden carriages slowly toward the factory hidden deep in the grassland.

"I'm coming!"

"Quickly, let's work overtime tonight and set up the centrifuges according to the distribution levels. I need the values! They're very important!" Guo, the teacher we hadn't seen in a long time, with his gray hair, waved his arms to encourage his colleagues.

"Once I'm done, I'll treat everyone to a small get-together!"

"Haha, Xiao Guo, what are you going to use to treat us to a small get-together? The soybeans you brought last time were almost all divided up by us!"

Teacher Guo's expression froze for a moment. "It's alright, the data is out, and I still need to go back to Beijing to report. I'll go and bring some more back then! No, not just soybeans, but also carrots and stuff, as much as there is, I'll carry it all!"

"Hey, that's stingy. Academician Guo, if you have time when you get back, give my apprentice a call and tell him that his master wants to eat meat. Tell him to get some for the old man. If he dares to disobey, see how I deal with him when I get back!" Li Changfu, who was a little weak, walked to the door and said loudly.

Looking at the centrifuges being transported behind the little cannon, his eyes lit up: "Hey, this kid's got some skills now, sending so many machines all at once. I think he could easily set up a small array..."

"Not only that! Mr. Li, look at this document!" The middle-aged man at the station jumped off the still-propelled little cannon and excitedly waved the document in his hand at him.

"Four train cars of sea fish? My apprentice delivered them?"

Li Changfu tugged at his beard. Ouch! Hmm, it wasn't a dream...

"Oh~ Old Li, you've really made the right choice in having this apprentice. He even managed to get you fish from the sea. Wow, that's amazing!" The other workers chimed in when they heard this.

"It's not four train cars, it should be four fish..." the middle-aged man interjected with a wicked grin.

"Hey! Li Jue, why are you breathing so heavily? But something's better than nothing..."

"Old Li, don't be stingy. Four fish make a pot of soup; it's not too much to ask for, we can share it with everyone..."

The workers started making a fuss again...

“One fish takes up a whole train car… It’s too big. It’s still sitting on the platform. I don’t know how we’re going to get it back…” the middle-aged man interjected.

The workers were completely silent, their eyes red with envy as they watched Li Changfu stroke his beard and start posing again. "I want an apprentice like that too..."

After Li Changfu had put on enough airs, he turned to Li Jue and said:

"Li Jue, you idiot, get the saw!"

"what?"

"Bullshit! Hurry up and take the machine down. Take those guys who were sawing explosives over there. We're having fish soup tonight! It's on me!"