Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

Zhou Zheng copied the jumping frog drawing he signed in and gave it to Zhao Jianguo.

The painting is deliberately crooked, so one can tell at first glance that it is a child's sudden imagination.

Zhao Jianguo sucked his teeth after taking the blueprint.

"Hanqing, your painting is too ugly. Even if my dad's skills are amazing, I guess he can't understand what you're drawing."

Zhou Zheng frowned and snorted.

"You know nothing, just leave it to your dad. Don't use your IQ to guess your dad's ability. I'm sure he can do it, don't worry!"

Zhao Jianguo said "eh" with some disgust.

Zhou Zheng shook his head and lamented that children are just ignorant!

The drawings look at parameters, not finish. As long as the parameters are correct, not only a senior technician like Zhao Jianguo's father, but even a loser like Jia Dongxu can make it.

After school, Zhou Zheng did not go out to play with his classmates, but went to the seed market.

After a morning, he finally figured out how to use the small world he carried with him.

In addition to being a storage space, it is also a planting space.

1955 was the era of coupons, and having such a seed space was undoubtedly a great logistical support.

Seeds are not difficult to buy.

People at that time always liked to plant something in front of and behind their houses, which also led to a certain market for seed trading.

Whether it is agricultural crops such as corn, sorghum, wheat, and soybeans, or vegetable crops such as beans, eggplants, potatoes, and peppers, their seeds can be purchased in seed stores.

If the amount is not large, there is no need to provide supporting documents.

After buying the seeds, Zhou Zheng took a walk around the market.

Purchased three chickens, two roosters and one hen.

I bought two pounds of meat, one pound of fat and one pound of pork belly.

I bought various seasonings including onions, ginger, garlic, and peppercorns.

I bought a cabbage, seven potatoes, three eggplants, a pound of peppers, and twenty eggs.

Because his portable little world did not have the function of stopping time, he did not buy that many.

When Zhou Zheng was shopping in the market.

Zhao Jianguo also went to the steel rolling mill with the drawings Zhou Zheng gave him, and informed his father through the guard.

After he handed the blueprint to his father and told him that Zhou Zheng had asked him to do it, Zhao Jianguo's father frowned.

"Jianguo, I don't mind you making friends, but you can't always agree to let your friends make toys for me. Even though these things don't waste much material, it's still a mistake."

Zhao Jianguo was a little afraid of his father, but he didn't want to disappoint Zhou Zheng, so he could only deal with his father in a timid manner.

"Dad! I've already promised Zhou Zheng! Can you help me with it?"

Only then did Zhao Jianguo unfold the drawing.

He took a closer look and became more and more frightened.

It’s not that the drawings of the toy jumping frog are so sophisticated and complicated, but rather it is too simple. Just those few parts can be connected together so cleverly that it is no exaggeration to say that it is a brilliant idea.

"Son, you said this was painted by Zhou Zheng?"

Zhao Jianguo nodded in confusion.

"Ok!"

His father took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it, took a puff, and then praised: "Wow, the Zhou family has produced a dragon. This toy blueprint is amazing. Although the structure is very simple, the conception is very clever. You should get in touch with him more in the future. I think this Zhou Zheng will be an extraordinary person in the future."

The crooked picture appeared in Zhao Jianguo's mind, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"real or fake?"

His father affirmed, "Really! This thing can be made with waste materials. If it succeeds, I think this year's advanced technology will belong to you, dad."

Zhao Jianguo's mind was very active now. He sent Zhao Jianguo away and couldn't wait to return to the workshop.

He felt that this drawing would definitely bring him something.

His co-workers saw him hurriedly returning to his workstation with the drawings and joked with him.

"Wow, Lao Zhao, you're making toys for your son again! I say you can't spoil your child like this."

He had no time to respond to his coworkers' teasing. He immediately started the machine, picked up a piece of scrap from the scrap pile, and began to process it according to the drawing.

The worker frowned.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, Zhao Dezhu, why are you ignoring me?"

His voice was a little loud, attracting Qian Guanglu, a co-worker at the next workstation.

"Old Li, what's going on?"

The man called Lao Li raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, Old Qian, you've come at the right time. Please judge for me. Zhao Dezhu has used the lathe to make toys for his son without permission more than once or twice. Let's not talk about it! But guess what, I greeted him out of kindness, but he ignored me. I don't think I have offended him. Do you think he is polite?"

Qian Guanglu glanced at Zhao Dezhu who was processing parts, and then looked at Lao Li.

"Old Li, calm down. Old Zhao is not like this usually. Maybe there is something hidden!"

Old Li was not convinced and said, "What kind of hidden secret could there be? Everyone knows that he is Zhao Dezhu. He relies on himself as a senior worker and his eyes are almost rolled up to the sky. I guess he looks down on us mid-level workers."

Because it was almost time to get off work, the workers in the workshop had completed their daily tasks.

It is Chinese people’s nature to love to join in the fun.

As soon as the quarrel broke out here, the workers who were eager to get involved immediately gathered around.

"What's the noise about?"

"what happened?"

Old Li's name is Li Xuebing. He was a slacker before he joined the steel mill. He was not a good person, but he was not a bad person either. He had a problem, which was that he was a little inferior. When he talked to others and they ignored him, he would make a scene for a long time, and finally made things ridiculous.

When everyone saw that it was Li Xuebing who was shouting, some people started to make fun of him.

"Old Li, you are here to cause trouble again!"

Li Xuebing rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean by causing trouble? Who am I, Old Li? I'm not the kind of person who would easily cause trouble! This incident today can't be blamed on me. If you don't believe me, ask Old Qian."

Qian Guanglu grinned awkwardly.

"Hiss! This matter is all Old Zhao's fault!"

Someone asked, "What's going on?"

Li Xuebing interrupted, "Everyone, please give me some advice. Just now, I greeted Zhao Dezhu out of kindness, but he ignored me. Let's not talk about other things, but at least you can say something. Isn't this looking down on me?"

Qian Guanglu frowned.

"Hmm! Hiss, Lao Zhao should be working on something! Why don't we wait until he finishes and then ask him? Lao Zhao isn't that kind of person. I guess he's in a hurry to finish the thing in his hand."

The steel rolling mill has a work code that states that once the machine at someone’s workstation is started, no one is allowed to disturb it unless it is stopped.

Zhao Dezhu was concentrating on processing parts and didn't notice that a group of people were standing behind him.

Since there were not many parts in the jumping frog, Zhao Dezhu finished it quickly.

After turning off the machine, I turned around and was immediately shocked.

"I say, what are you doing?"

Li Xuebing took the lead and complained, "What are you doing? Zhao Dezhu, you look down on me too much. I just greeted you with good intentions, but you ignored me."

Zhao Dezhu's face was twisted.

"Li Xuebing, you are looking for trouble, everyone, wait a moment, I will assemble this thing first, and then you will understand why you don't have time to deal with him."

Someone started to make a noise: "What is this? A frog!"

Zhao Dezhu corrected as he assembled it: "Jumping frog!"

The assembly was completed in no time. He then wound up the jumping frog and put it on the ground.

Snap, snap, snap, snap…

"Fuck! He can actually jump!"

"Okay, Lao Zhao, is this what you researched?"

"This, this, this is awesome. Lao Zhao, you must make one for me too. My kids will definitely like it."

Li Xuebing also realized what was going on.

He picked up the still jumping frog and put it in his pocket, then smiled and said, "Old Zhao! This jumping frog belongs to me. It's your fault for ignoring me just now! Now only this jumping frog can make up for my broken heart."

Zhao Dezhu frowned and extended his hand to Li Xuebing.

"Give me!"