I handed in the sand sculpture through the book system

Although Liu Heng's words hit the nail on the head and were extremely precise.But Mu Chen was a pure layman, and after listening to a few sentences, he was still ignorant and didn't know what was going on. Apart from the fact that this shit seemed really awesome, there was basically no extra thinking divergence.

But that night, Mu Chen fully understood the weight of this thing.

According to the regulations drawn up before the time travel, this kind of major situation that is difficult to judge arbitrarily needs to consume system points to contact Hyundai and make an urgent report by video.In the past, considering the points cost, the reports were kept short and to the point.But this time Xiang Liang was uncharacteristically tossing around in the secret room for almost two hours.After two hours, he ended the meeting, walked straight into Mu Chen's bedroom, locked the door and confirmed that the environment was safe, and immediately threw down a bomb:

"Comrade XXX asked me to thank you for your great contribution to the cause of national defense." Xiang Liang said calmly: "And entrusted me to convey the resolution of the Military Industry Committee."

Mu Chen opened his mouth, and the brush in his hand slipped silently, rolling out a piece of blood-red cinnabar on the document that was about to be reviewed.

He reacted so strongly not only because of XXX, a name that frequently appears on news broadcasts and many newspapers, but also because of the unit that made the decision:

"Military-military-industrial committee..."

"Yes." Xiang Liang nodded: "Originally, a meeting should be held in the name of the central government to make a conclusion, but considering that most of the leading comrades are not in Beijing, we can only temporarily issue documents in the name of the Military Industry Committee. The meeting will be held in a week Enlarge the meeting and talk about it later.”

Mu Chen closed her mouth again.For a simple and naive novice like him, the Military Industry Committee is already an unattainable and unimaginable unit. If the enlarged central meeting is involved... it will be so high that it is almost starving for oxygen.

"...So," he said slowly, "what is the resolution?"

"It's just a general policy." Xiang Liang paused, and began to recite the discussion resolution he wrote down: "After the meeting voted, the relevant parties agreed that the Military Industry Committee will fully recognize Hengyang Palace's ownership of the rhenium mine, And absolutely respect the right of the Hengyang Palace to freely dispose of rhenium ore; I just hope that Hengyang King can fully consider the national conditions and exchange opinions with the country when distributing rhenium ore..."

Mu Chen was stunned, and blinked his eyes suspiciously—the content of this resolution was too polite, too tactful, and too sincere...After so many days, he has of course understood that the state institutions respect him in decision-making, But in any case, the allocation of rhenium ore is a highly specialized matter, and one must consider one's own decision on this issue...

"This..." he said weakly, "...does the leader have too much confidence in me?"

——Actually, on this kind of issue, the country does not need to respect itself so much, really.

Xiang Liang was silent for a moment, and presented the answer he had prepared long ago:

"Of course the central government has sufficient confidence." He said slowly: "Comrade XXX also said that he completely believes in your character and patriotism, and believes that you will provide scientific and objective opinions based on the interests of the country..."

·

Naturally, as usual, Xiang Liang left the bottom line in the reasons he explained to Mu Chen.Of course, the leaders believed in Mu Chen's character and patriotism, but besides patriotism, there were even more difficult reasons to talk about.

In fact, when conveying the decision of the meeting to Xiang Liang, Comrade XXX's secretary directly told him the political considerations in this decision.The first is to ensure that the trust between Mu Chen and the organization is stable and strong; The water is uneven anyway.Considering that the internal discussions are too deeply involved, it is better to introduce an absolutely neutral outsider.

"—so it's best for Mr. Mu not to understand the military industry." The secretary said very bluntly: "The less you understand, the more objective, neutral, and less preconceived positions, and the more the military branches are more willing to accept—even if you don't accept it, They don't dare to complain to Mr. Mu. As for professional issues? We will prepare various distribution plans here, and Mr. Mu can just pick one."

·

By the next morning, Mu Chen fully understood Xiang Liang's slightly weird smile.

According to the rules of the system, the line of communication with Hyundai redeemed by each consumption of points can last for 24 hours a day and night.In addition to reporting on business, most of the traversers will download some extra dramas, games and movies, so as to pass the boring long night of ancient times.But this time, everyone can only stare at the speed of hundreds of kb on the computer.Most of the bandwidth of the entire line is completely occupied by a huge file transmitted by modern times.

After breakfast, Xiang Liang took out a laptop from the computer room and told Mu Chen that there was information from the army in it.

Mu Chen was a little surprised: "So fast?"

"Oh, this is not an official distribution plan formulated by the central government." Xiang Liang explained, "It's just some background explanations provided to you by each military branch, so that you can understand the application of rhenium..."

Mu Chen nodded half-understanding, and watched as Xiang Liangliang opened the air force folder.

Although it came overnight, the information from the Air Force is definitely said to be detailed and beautifully compiled.The video in the material introduces the various backward situations that our country is facing in the field of air force-especially the field of engines, and tries to prove how the lack of rhenium will have an irreparable impact on the combat power of the air force.All kinds of descriptions are indeed shocking, and Mu Chen is a little terrified.But after watching it for a few minutes, he suddenly pressed pause and pointed to the video:

"……what is this?"

On the paused video page is a series of aircrafts, and the background text explains in a sad tone the plight of our country in aircraft engine materials.Of course there's nothing wrong with the text, it's just...

Mu Chen stared at the screen.The plane on the background picture is bloated and stubby, with uneven paint leather and awkward and stiff wing lines. It can be said that the word "backward" is revealed in every detail.But the problem is-

"I remember." Mu Chen stared at it for a long time, and finally said slowly: "This is a fighter plane independently produced by our country? The first flight seems to be... more than sixty years ago?"

Xiang Liang was silent for a moment, and could only admit: "Yes."

"—Then where did they find it?" Mu Chen murmured, "Why did they use this picture?"

Xiang Liang opened his mouth, licked his lips again, but finally couldn't say a word.

Based on his understanding of the military ethos, he knew what the old leaders were going to do when he scanned the picture—to put it bluntly, limited by discipline, it was impossible for the army to pull down its face and lick Mu Chen like every university museum.Since you can't lick it directly, after much deliberation, you can only play the emotional card: You see, our air force is facing such a difficult situation. As a good young man in the new era who loves the country and cares about national defense, can Mr. Mu Chenmu be okay? How about a little concern about air force construction?

——Our requirements are not many, seven or eight tons of rhenium per year is completely enough...

This method is well practiced in the military. Every time the central government holds a meeting to discuss military expenses, the troops below will go through all kinds of troubles to find out the shabby equipment that is older than their grandfather, and after wearing it, sell it miserably in front of the people of the whole country.This time, it must be the path inertia that slapped his butt, but he didn't think carefully in a hurry, and he used a little too much force...

Mu Chen stared at the tattered fighter plane for a full minute, then decisively reached out to close it, then turned on the video sent by the army.

This time, it only played for less than a minute, and Mu Chen quickly pressed pause—his mouse flicked on the video page, and his voice was fluttering:

"The tank on this picture should be from World War II..."

"Ah, it's not like..." Xiang Liang whispered, "Looking at the shape, it was designed about 70 years ago."

Mu Chen let out a heck, and quickly clicked on the video of the navy again.Sure enough, the navy did not disappoint.

"—What is this? An antique from the Beiyang Fleet era?"

He angrily pressed all of them to close, and dragged out the Rocket Army's video——Rocket Army's hands are all high-tech, and they can't find any broken ones, right?

Sure enough, there is no broken equipment in this video.But Mu Chen searched the background map for a long time before finally finding the missile not much higher than the locust tree on the side of the hillside.

"...I remember." After carefully identifying it for a while, he finally hesitated and said, "This type of missile is at least 18 meters long, right?"

Xiang Liang nodded silently.

"Then he—then how did he shoot—" Mu Chen stammered, "—how did he shoot like a wooden stick?"

Xiang Liang thought about it carefully, and finally could only shake his head.

"……I'm not very sure."

·

On the afternoon of March 26, a small incident happened in Jiangling City.His Highness King Hengyang, who ruled Jiangling City, suddenly issued an order, declaring that a small hillside in the northwest of the city wall had been designated as a "military forbidden area" and soldiers had been sent to guard it.Civilians in the city are not allowed to approach casually.

Of course, His Highness also showed his generosity and generosity in the order.Considering that many blacksmiths in the city used stone powder from the hillside, their livelihood would inevitably be damaged after the ban, so the purchase price of ironware in the canteen was deliberately increased as compensation.

The so-called "acquisition" is a trick that Bei Yan came up with more than ten days ago in order to stabilize the economy.The natives in Jiangling are already familiar with it, but the refugees from other places are a little panicked - they have been exploited and poisoned by the government for a long time, and they feel frightened and uneasy when they see any order.

Such a petty attitude really doesn't attract the locals of Jiangling.Standing by the crowd and listening to the announcement, Wang Pingzi listened to the chattering discussions around him.He turned around and snorted rather disdainfully.

"Look at these people!" He said with a sneer, "Thinking that His Highness is interested in his own idea? You are so arrogant!"

His voice was quite loud, and the people complaining next to him all turned their heads and stared angrily.But looking at the bulging muscles on the man's body, they all turned their heads away.

Instead, the skinny girl standing beside him shivered, pulled Wang Pingzi's sleeve carefully, and said in a mournful voice:

"Uncle, please keep your voice down!"

Wang Pingzi let out a sigh, and stared back and forth several times. Seeing that no one was talking about the nobleman's intentions, he took the girl's hand and walked out slowly, teaching a lesson as he walked:

"Ayan, you have been here in Jiangling City for seven or eight days, why can't you change your timid look? Didn't I tell you again and again? His Royal Highness King Hengyang is the most holy and bright person. Since he is in charge of Jiangling, this Jiangling is the most secure place in the world, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Not to mention those cowards. Even if they really dare to fight with me, the boss next to me is still there. You can turn him outside the city, and accompany Solu in the north, and throw stones at Mr. Duan..."

Seeing the little girl being obsequious, but not saying a word.Wang Pingzi sighed slightly.He knew that his niece had suffered a lot in the countryside, and after being taken back to Jiangling, she stayed in the "Reducing Hardness" of Dr. Shu, and was only allowed to go out a few days ago.Fear of life is also inevitable.

Thinking of this, he also slowed down:

"Ayan, how are you doing in Doctor Shu's 'reducing one hardness'? Are you full?"

The little girl Weiwei nodded, stirred her skirt with her fingers, and then slowly said:

"There are a few nuns with white cloths on their faces who take care of us. They also eat thick porridge. I have to eat two big bowls... I just stay there for five or six days, and I have to bathe three or four times a day. You have to sprinkle white powder on your body, and you have to drink some soup with a strange smell, and even your clothes are taken away. I asked the mother quietly, and they said that they were all burned..."

Having said that, she lowered her head again.It is extremely difficult to make a suit of clothes these days, and the little girl is really sad.

But Wang Pingzi hummed, but didn't take it seriously.

"Mr. Shu is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. He gave you medicine, but can he harm you? Besides, what's the point of burning a rag, didn't you change into warm woolen clothes?"

The little girl hummed, but she was still not very happy.At her age, she doesn't understand the profound principles of bartering. She just thinks that if the original clothes hadn't been taken away, wouldn't there be two of them now?Thinking about it is still a pity.

Seeing that his niece was not happy, Wang Pingzi thought about it carefully, and reached out his hand to find a small cloth bag from his pocket.He opened the cloth bag carefully, and inside were a few small white fragments.

"Don't be so sad, here, I'll give you candy!"

The little girl raised her head and let out an exclamation. She hastily stretched out her hand to grab two pieces of white sugar, and opened her mouth to sip it.In an instant, it was sweet, moist and gentle, and it was so beautiful that her face was wrinkled.

But this bit of sugar was swallowed in an instant.The little girl sucked her fingers longingly, licking off the last bit of sweetness.Wang Pingzi sighed and couldn't help shaking his head:

"Don't look like this. You will be able to make money yourself in the future, and you will have enough sugar to eat. Widow Yang in the west of the city is like this. She made a little money selling wine, and now she has to mix sugar with her meals..."

Speaking of this, Wang Pingzi swallowed unconsciously, and thought of the taste of the sweet wine in Widow Yang's house.

The little girl's eyes widened, but she still didn't understand: "Uncle, what is money?"

Wang Pingzi smiled, took out a shiny coin, and lightly tossed it into the air.

"This—is money."

.

"You say it's money?"

With a smile on his face, Wei Xiao, governor of Jingxiang in the Northern Dynasty, lightly tossed the shiny coin in his hand.

The man in black crouching at his feet trembled, and finally kowtowed again and again:

"This is, this is the news from the spies..."

Wei Xiao's smile remained unchanged, but a coldness gradually appeared in his expression.He blew on the coin lightly, and heard a clang with satisfaction.

"Hu Luzhen, tell me." He said slowly, "What is this sound?"

Hu Luzhen trembled even more, and could barely squeeze out a sentence:

"Report, report to the governor, this is Baisteel..."

"Then tell me." Wei Xiao said softly: "Is there such an idiot in this world who can use hundreds of steel smelting to mint coins?"

The man in black's throat made a loud noise, and finally he couldn't say a word.

Seeing the dead silence in the camp, the governor sitting at the head was silent for a moment, then let out a breath.

"Tell your subordinates." He said coldly, "Try your best to find for me—find out the military deployment of the Southern Dynasty, find out the whereabouts of the Prince of Qi, and find out the abnormalities on both sides of the Yangtze River. Bring his wife and children to accompany the captives from the Southern Dynasty."