Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

As night fell, the lights illuminated the room. He Yuzhu sat upright on the sofa in the corner of the room, opposite Song Mingxuan.

There are many people and a lot of noise in the factory during the day, in order to avoid unexpected situations.

He Yuzhu simply walked around the workshop and hurried back to the office.

He planned to wait until the inspection team returned before he met Song Mingxuan alone to report this unexpected discovery.

Before the heavy machinery factory officially announces the news, it would be better if fewer people knew about it. He didn't want to miss this good opportunity.

Song Mingxuan pushed the teacup in front of He Yuzhu, looked at him and teased him softly.

"Xiao He, why do I feel like you're in a particularly good mood today? Is there some good news? Tell me about it and it will make me happy."

He Yuzhu grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

"Leader, you are very observant! There is indeed good news today. I think you will be happier than I am to hear it."

"Oh?" Song Mingxuan raised his eyebrows, and was curious about what he said. He replied with interest, "Then tell me."

He Yuzhu had been patient for a whole day and was not in a hurry. Instead, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and enjoyed the fragrance of the tea.

Seeing that he was keeping it a secret, Song Mingxuan didn't mind his attitude and became more curious.

He was not in a hurry to urge He Yuzhu, but instead picked up his teacup, sipped his tea leisurely, and waited for He Yuzhu to continue.

When He Yuzhu saw his expression, he knew that his plan to keep people in suspense had failed.

He sighed, put down his teacup and shook his head.

"Ginger is still more experienced! Leader, you can't even satisfy my little interest."

Song Mingxuan raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that He Yuzhu finally couldn't help it, his smile deepened: "Xiao He, you must be determined and don't be too anxious."

He Yuzhu waved his hand and said jokingly: "Leader, you said I don't look like a young person, but I look like one."

The atmosphere gradually became relaxed as the two of them joked.

He Yuzhu changed the subject and said bluntly: “Today Pavel asked me to help as the chef and prepared a surprise for me.

This was a real surprise and beyond my expectation.”

At this point, he paused deliberately, and seeing that Song Mingxuan was completely interested, he continued,

"He arranged for us to visit a heavy hydraulic press. This was a new 30,000-ton machine that they made themselves, right in the heavy machinery factory."

When Song Mingxuan heard the news, his expression changed instantly. The teacup in his hand shook, spilling the warm tea.

He hurriedly put the teacup on the table, not even having time to wipe the tea dripping from his hands, and looked at He Yuzhu with shock on his face.

With one hand on the table, he tightly grasped He Yuzhu's hand with the other, eager to get confirmation.

"Xiao He, you are not kidding, right? This is not something to joke about!"

When He Yuzhu saw him like this, he thought to himself that this was a normal reaction. How could he not be excited when seeing such a powerful weapon?

He patted the back of Song Mingxuan's hand, signaling him to calm down, and nodded firmly in confirmation.

"Boss, there's no way I'd joke about this. Someone will notify you in a few days."

Seeing He Yuzhu's serious expression, Song Mingxuan knew that the news should be true.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm his excitement, sat back on the sofa, and looked at He Yuzhu with a hint of apology on his face.

"Xiao He, just now I told you to be calm, but I didn't expect that I would lose my temper first!"

He Yuzhu smiled and waved his hand to express his understanding.

Song Mingxuan's mood was like a roller coaster. After the excitement, he began to feel nervous again, and there was uneasiness in his eyes.

He was afraid that all this was just an illusion and that it would be a false alarm in the end.

After all, this kind of thing has not yet been settled, and it always makes people feel uneasy.

As the leader of the Machinery Bureau, he has a clear understanding of the current domestic situation and the urgent demand for heavy machinery.

It was precisely because his anticipation for such a powerful weapon almost overwhelmed his years of cultivation that he lost control for a moment.

He Yuzhu didn't say anything, giving Song Mingxuan time to calm down.

The room fell silent again, with only occasional noises coming from outside the window.

Song Mingxuan let out a long sigh, nodded gently to He Yuzhu, and took a sip of the slightly cool tea.

"Xiao He, you have made a great contribution this time. I will report it to my superiors truthfully when I return.

Also, you have been very thoughtful today. This matter will be kept confidential for the time being and only known between the two of us.

I will feel relieved when I receive the specific notice.”

He Yuzhu quickly assured: "Leader, don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped.

However, please don't hold out too much hope, as we may just have to watch from afar."

Song Mingxuan nodded to show that he understood, and a look of inexplicable anticipation appeared on his face.

"Xiao He, you don't quite understand the current situation in China. Even if it's just this, it's a gain for us."

There are only small and medium-sized machines in the country, and large forgings are basically impossible to produce by ourselves and can only be imported from abroad.

There is no technical information, no successful experience, and no advanced production equipment. It is completely in a "three-no" state.

Although we are only visiting a 30,000-ton hydraulic press, this opportunity is rare.

From some of its performance when working, we can get a glimpse of the principles. Even if it is just the tip of the iceberg, it is a good gain.

The project of Longguo's homemade 10,000-ton hydraulic press will not be launched until several years later.

It took several years to complete the project, starting from paper, wood and other models.

Although He Yuzhu is not very clear about the specific development path, his "whitewashing" this time will definitely greatly rewrite the original development trajectory.

Sure enough, a few days after the last night talk with Song Mingxuan, the inspection team received a notice.

Everyone in the group was very excited. Led by the Soviet personnel, they visited this industrial behemoth from a distance.

The towering main body comes into view, which is shocking.

The noise during forging was like a huge hammer hitting everyone's heart, making people deeply feel the charm and power of industry.

This time the distance was really far, and He Yuzhu could only "see" part of the structure with his current perception distance.

There was really no other way, so he had to add his accumulated experience points to mechanical skills.

While enduring the torrent of knowledge, He Yuzhu combined the structures he saw and made a preliminary guess about the overall structure of the 10,000-ton hydraulic press.

The abnormality on his face was not noticeable among the excited crowd, and he followed the team back to the office silently.

After the visit, the morale of the team was high, and they all looked forward to their country owning such an industrial heavyweight. What a wonderful scene that would be.

The inspection finally came to an end, and on the platform of the station, Song Mingxuan and his party were about to embark on their journey home.

With a smile on his face, Pavel handed the statue and badge in his hand to He Yuzhu and patted He Yuzhu's shoulder happily.

"He, thank you for your help this time. You have won my respect and even my friendship.

When you arrive at the Red Castle in the future, don't forget to contact me. I will definitely treat you well."

He Yuzhu looked down at the gift in his hand and saw that it was just some souvenirs, so he did not refuse.

Hearing him mention the Red Fort, it seemed that Pavle's transfer was confirmed.

"Okay, Pasha. I will contact you when the time comes and show you my specialties so you can taste my cooking skills."

The two smiled at each other, shook hands tightly, and waved goodbye.

As the whistle pierced the sky, the train slowly pulled out of the station and sped towards the east.