A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After wandering around the factory area for a while, I felt sleepy again.

I patted my bottom and prepared to go back to the dorm to sleep. Today, Jiang Dazhu's sweaty feet weren't bothering me, so I figured I'd get a very comfortable sleep.

Amidst the dormitory manager's ghost-like expression, Jiang Xia leisurely found her dormitory room.

As soon as I opened the door, I was overwhelmed by the stench inside.

No, this is even more intense than before; it stings your eyes!

The chorus of snoring from inside the dormitory made Jiang Xia wonder if she had opened the wrong door.

Check the house number, it's correct, isn't it?

Just as he was about to get angry and ask who had taken his bed, Old Wang, the dormitory manager, rushed over.

"Jiang, Jiang. Don't get angry, there's a reason!"

After some explanation, Jiang Xia realized that his dormitory was full of former workers from the machinery factory.

The machinery factory used to be located in the south of Beijing, but now it's moved to the steel rolling mill in the west, so many people have to take a long detour to get home.

We just finished working overtime to build a hand pump well, and some of the workers who live far away simply decided not to go home. They plan to take a quick nap in their dorms so they can get up early tomorrow to continue working.

"That doesn't mean you can take up my bed! We can all sleep together!"

"Hey, Engineer Jiang. We didn't know you were coming back today. The factory broadcasted about your trip to the countryside to support agriculture, and they praised you so much!"

"Broadcast? When did the factory start broadcasting?"

"It was just installed a couple of days ago. It used to be at the machinery factory. They just broadcast your story over the loudspeaker. You're the first one to do that!"

"How about you make do with me today? I've packed your blankets perfectly, not a single thing is missing!" Old Wang patted his chest and assured him.

"You've already packed all the blankets for me?" Jiang Xia's gentle gaze turned sharp again upon hearing this.

"Old Wang, we've known each other for at least a year. Tell me the truth, who told you to do this?"

Jiang Xia knew these workers all too well. If they occasionally borrowed a bed to sleep in, they would never make their beds for you. They would just fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow. If they were even bothered to fold the blankets for you the next day, you were considered quite diligent.

Jiang Xia just saw it; not only the blankets, but even the washbasin was tidied up for him.

They looked like they were about to kick him out.

Old Wang pondered for a long time, then pulled Jiang Xia to the corner of the stairs before speaking:

"It was Zhao Dezhu from the personnel department. He said that you have already been allocated a house, and it would be against the rules to continue living in the dormitory. He insisted on packing up your belongings."

"I told him, 'You're away on a business trip, and the announcement was just broadcast over the loudspeaker.' But he wouldn't listen!"

"I'm just a temporary worker, how could I dare to talk back to him? I had no choice but to tidy up your things. Please don't hold it against me."

Jiang Xia was stunned. Why was this retribution happening to him?

Just now in the office, Yang Youning was showing off his injuries, saying that he had beaten up Li Huaide and avenged Jiang Xia.

As a result, the boomerang he threw hit him on the head?

Since things had come to this, Jiang Xia was too lazy to say anything more, and there was no point in arguing with an old man. He would just wait and see what happened tomorrow.

He took his bedding roll and headed straight for the technical department's office building.

Hey, my cute little office, here I am again.

This isn't about disobeying Director Yang's orders; it's clearly a problem caused by your lax management of your subordinates.

Turn on the desk lamp, and the dim, pale yellow light fills the entire office.

Jiang Xia nodded in satisfaction; this was exactly the taste.

Lying on the ground, I couldn't fall asleep. My mind kept replaying the smug look on Xiao Liu's face as he rode his bicycle.

"Hey, it's just a bicycle. I want one with a motor!"

"Oh right, and the drilling rig. That's the most important one!"

Thinking about this, I still couldn't sleep. I rolled over and lay down on the table to continue drawing.

The system provides complete blueprints, but they are all based on the technological specifications of later generations. If you follow them blindly, not only will you fail to build it, but you might also end up working on a sewing machine.

Therefore, it is necessary to make drastic modifications based on the current actual situation.

Electronic fuel injection, delete it!

High-voltage common rail? Delete it!

Supercharging technology? Delete it! Delete it!

After some revisions, the mechanical components on the drawings were significantly simplified.

After swallowing a few candies, the fault analyzer is started!

After scanning the drawings, the analyzer outlines the shape of the engine based on the data.

Instantly, Jiang Xia's eyes were filled with red notifications across the screen.

I knew it wouldn't work. With the current level of technology, it's really difficult to make the cylinder block too small.

Jiang Xia scratched his head and then enlarged the overall structure.

It wasn't until the width was increased to about 1 meter that the analyzer showed some green.

Jiangxia is hitting a wall. If they keep making these changes, they won't be able to let go of motorcycles, let alone electric vehicles.

I forced it to run for a bit, and the engine's output power didn't even reach 6 horsepower.

The simulated engine even shuddered once before emitting a plume of black smoke and breaking down.

Hey, I don't believe it! If a single-cylinder engine has too little horsepower, then we'll go for a twin-cylinder. As for the manufacturing difficulty of twin-cylinder engines, we'll ignore that.

Anyway, with an 8th-level master craftsman here, even if it's hand-crafted, he'll still be able to make two units for me.

Jiang Xia got carried away and kept the analyzer running on milk candy and the remaining white sugar.

Late at night, the analyzer finally displayed a full green screen.

Twin-cylinder reciprocating diesel engine, model unknown.

Rated power: 13.45 kW

Test passed!

Finally! It passed.

Looking at the engine that had been completely altered, Jiang Xia felt a sweet taste in his mouth.

Compared to the previous small and exquisite prototype, Jiangxia's modified version is 1.1 meters long and 0.6 meters high.

Compared to the machines of later generations, it was an enormous behemoth.

However, this is already the best solution that Chinese technology can currently produce. Motorcycles are out of the question; it seems the only application is in well-drilling rigs.

Sleep, sleep! If I don't sleep now, I probably won't need to sleep at all.

Jiang Xia tossed the pencil aside and burrowed into her cozy bed. Soon, she was snoring.

In late September, the temperature in Beijing gradually cooled down.

A murmur came from under the covers: "We should get a heater."

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"Chief! The lights in the technical section have been on all the time. Should we go take a look?" A security guard stared straight ahead at the third-floor window.

Wang Kui yawned: "Is it the second to last one on the north side of the third floor?"

"Yes, that's right!" The security guard counted carefully.

"It's okay, that's Jiang Xia's office in the technical department. He often goes there to work overtime and sleeps in the office at night."

"You don't know yet since you've just arrived, but you'll get used to it after a while."

"Oh! Jiang Xia? You mean that level 9 engineer?" Liu Hongjun asked curiously.

"Well, that's him!"

"No wonder he's so diligent. If I could be like him, I could be a cultured person too!" Liu Hongjun praised without reservation.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.

"Wait a minute, Director. Didn't the broadcast say today that Engineer Jiang is supporting agriculture?"

"Oh? Oh no, I forgot about that!"

Wang Kui slapped his forehead and casually picked up a Type 56 pistol.

"All personnel, stand at attention! Reconnaissance formation!"