A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Jiang Xia nodded in satisfaction as he watched the chubby boy finish the bowl of tofu pudding that seemed to have a malicious intent.

This thing is obviously the work of Old Wang.

Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

After finishing his tofu pudding, Fatty raised his right hand and wiped his right sleeve towards his mouth. Immediately, a bright red mark appeared on the officer's woolen coat he was wearing.

"Brother Xia, I'm still hungry..."

Jiang Xia looked at his cuffs, which were both white and red, and immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

He quickly turned his head away: "Okay, let me see what else is in the kitchen."

"Hey, Fatty, what's your real name? We can't keep calling you Fatty forever, can we?"

"My surname is Zheng! My name is Zheng Pangdun!"

Well, that's a really simple name.

However, in this day and age, for someone to be so fat, his family must have some connections or resources.

Well, it takes real skill to get a chubby kid this fat. And this family must be quite well-mannered, since it takes a lot of effort to teach a "sugar baby" to be polite.

Jiang Xia went into the kitchen while the leather-clad male lead played with the chubby boy.

Then they noticed there was extra rice, flour, and cooking oil inside: "Uncle, is this a factory benefit? Did you get some?"

"Take it! The other comrades went to pick it up. I really have to thank you. Tomorrow, I'll mail those things back to my hometown..."

"Hey? Aren't you going home for the New Year? I'm fine with Lao Wang by my side!"

"Tsk, even if we're not by your side, we still have other battlefields to fight on! Hey, you know what, being by your side is like having a day off for us."

The big guy waved his hand dismissively.

Jiang Xia fell silent again, looking at the big guy's smiling face, and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Big Guy, are there many cases like this today?"

"Going straight for guns? That's child's play. They use grenades quite often too. Last time we found an abandoned armory, we even had to use the RPG you made. Otherwise, the price we paid would have been much higher."

Seeing Jiang Xia pick up the kitchen knife, the big guy took two steps forward and stood very close to Jiang Xia, and asked.

"You want to cook?"

"Hmm, I bet none of you have had dinner yet. Try my stew, it's amazing!"

While chatting with Jiang Xia, the big guy kept a close eye on his hand movements. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that Jiang Xia didn't intend to deliberately cut his arm with the cleaver.

"Hey, that's great, my own little rascal is so easy to manage." Big Guy nodded in satisfaction. Some new recruits, upon seeing a watermelon suddenly burst open on the battlefield, went completely insane...

If Little Dumb Hair turned into that, Big Guy felt he couldn't afford to compensate even if he killed himself. Remembering the "people have to work hard" theory Jiang Xia had mentioned when he was with Jiang Xia, Big Guy spoke again:

"Make more, it seems Old Wang went to invite those veterans, I'll go get some drinks!"

"Veterans? Are they the 'foreign squad leader' and the others we met today?"

"Hmm! Old Wang said he remembered them and wanted to help you out..."

"Oh! In that case, let's invite the old company commanders and all the others from the factory over, and have a big get-together."

Jiang Xia suddenly thought of the veterans on the assembly line who had been tormented by him. Heh, I wonder what would happen if these two company commanders went up against each other?

With so many people coming, one big pot of stew won't be enough.

Hand the cleaver to the second male lead in the leather jacket and ask him to help chop the frozen fish meat. Then have the first male lead in the leather jacket clean the pressure cooker piled up at the door.

Well, these veterans are all the type who can eat frozen potatoes, so they probably wouldn't care if there were colorful bugs fried inside.

Jiang Xia ran back to his room, found a bunch of receipts, and handed them to Da Ge, telling him to go next door and get some more drinks.

A group of men started bustling about, just as Jiang Xia was grimacing as he drew water from the well to wash a spare rib.

Since no one was playing with him anymore, Fatty sat down opposite Jiangxia with an innocent look on his face and grinned at him.

As he watched, he immediately stepped in to help. Even though the well water was icy cold, causing the flesh on his chubby face to twitch, he didn't give up.

Just as I was doing some dry work, clear water started dripping from my nostrils again.

Raise your right sleeve and wipe...

But the chubby boy forgot that the chili oil he had just smeared on his right sleeve was stuck to it. Now, not only was his nose running, but his eyes were also streaming down his face uncontrollably...

Oh my... are your emotions really that stable?

This child is really well-educated. Seeing that Fatty just kept crying without making a sound, Jiang Xia's liking for him increased even more.

But how did this little guy get out of the house?

Never mind, I'll stop thinking about it for now. I found a new towel, poured some warm water, and helped Fatty wipe himself down. While wiping his face, I touched Fatty's body.

Sure enough, this kid was only wearing a sweater, which won't do. Even if he wore that thick military coat, it wouldn't be enough to keep up with the weather!

As someone who wears thermal underwear, Jiang Xia was very dissatisfied: "Kids who don't wear thermal underwear are not allowed to go out from now on!"

Jiang Xia pulled Fatty back to her little house, rummaged through the drawers and cabinets before realizing that she only had two sets of clothes in total. One was on her body, and the other was hanging in the yard, frozen like a dried-out salted fish...

Forget it, bring it in. Anyway, "Big Yellow" is like a heater when it's running, it'll be ready to wear after a few hours of heating.

"Fatty, don't touch that machine. You can sleep on the bed for a while, and there will be something delicious for you when you wake up!"

After giving his instructions, Jiang Xia wanted to go out.

The chubby boy grabbed him again, "Xia... Brother, then... can I read the book?"

"Hey, Fatty, you can read?"

"No...no...I can see, it's pinyin..."

Fatty gestured with difficulty, pointing with his finger to the application layer code of the TCP/IP protocol that Jiangxia had printed out.

Jiang Xia glanced at it and thought, "Well, fine. This thing looks like some kind of heavenly book; I bet this kid will fall asleep before he can finish reading it."

The ultimate hypnotic device!

Why do I say that?

This was actually a sudden, whimsical idea from Jiangxia.

Because Professor Guo's team was already conducting preliminary feasibility studies on CNMD, they hadn't worked on anything else yet. They had just measured the current transmission speed using some advanced methods and concluded that "this transmission speed is still too slow. To meet the actual usage requirements of CNMD, it needs to be at least an order of magnitude faster!"

Listen to what kind of talk this is. Order of magnitude? Do you think it's as simple as multiplying by ten?

Physical improvements are beyond Jiangxia's capabilities for the time being. After all, fiber optics aren't something that professionals do; who would care how they're made?

Jiangxia only knows how to use it, let alone the wide variety of network cables.

If the physical aspects are lacking, then let's work on the technical aspects.

After all, the TCP/IP model we use now only has three layers: an application layer, a physical layer, and a communication layer.

He had previously modified the communication layer, intending to add another communication layer to transform the entire model into a four-layer structure.

Are you feeling a little confused after reading this?

Don't worry, Jiang Xia is just as dizzy.

Didn't you see that even after his modifications, he didn't actually take this thing out to test it? He just wasn't sure if it was any good or not.

So, Jiang Xia didn't see anything wrong with giving it to this silly boy to keep him quiet for a while.

……

Just as Jiang Xia was comforting the chubby boy, the two men in leather jackets huddled together again.

"Hey, what's that chubby kid's background? Even if he's mentally challenged, isn't it a bit unsafe for Engineer Jiang to bring him to Da Huang's place?"

"I don't know, but since he has woolen clothes to wear, he must have some kind of family background. We're going to return them later, right? Then we'll know whose they are. We can remind him then. Besides, who would believe a little fool like him?"

"However, Xiao Jiang is too soft-hearted. He's so patient with a little fool..."

"Heh, if it weren't for that, would you be able to chop fish so happily?"

"Heh heh, that makes sense. If it were anyone else, I'd slap them across the face. Have the rising star of our nest help you chop fish? Dream on!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"