Chapter 634 Southeast Chemical Materials Research Institute
The young man's name was Yu Mo, and he was a student sent by Professor Liu Mingde to pick up Li Donglai and his group.
After leaving the station, the cold wind howled, and the sticky and cold air made people shiver all over when they breathed.
Li Donglai had also been to the south in his previous life, but only in summer. He had never been here in winter. He didn't expect it to be so cold, so he couldn't help but rub his hands.
Zhang Qingcui quickly opened the big box, took out a military cloak and gave it to Li Donglai to put on.
Yu Mo smiled and said: "Director Li, winter in the south is colder than in the north."
Hearing the Beijing accent in Yu Mo's accent, Li Donglai stopped and asked curiously: "Comrade Xiao Yu, is your hometown in the north?"
Yu Mo is a graduate student, nearly twenty-five or six years old, about the same age as Li Donglai.
Calling him 'Xiao Yu' sounds a bit disrespectful, but if combined with Li Donglai's identity, it would be more appropriate and even seem a bit intimate.
Yu Mo was a little flattered and said with a smile: "Yes, I followed my father to this small southern town when I was ten years old. My accent has almost changed, but when I heard you all speaking northern dialect, I couldn't help but
Following again."
When Yu Mo said this, his face turned slightly red and he scratched his head in embarrassment.
Zhang Qingcui whispered in her heart: "This person is quite shy."
Li Donglai's attention was on Yu Mo.
He stopped and asked slowly: "Xiao Yu, is your father a comrade who went south?"
After liberation, the situation in the south was in chaos. In order to calm down the situation as soon as possible and allow the people to live and work in peace and contentment, a group of comrades were specially dispatched to the south.
In later generations, the south had a developed economy and was a good place.
But at that time, because the South was liberated relatively late and was still full of mountains with a lot of residual power, working in the South was not a good choice.
Yu Mo's father was able to leave his homeland and go to a difficult battlefield, which shows his ideological consciousness.
"If I have a chance, I'm going to visit your father this time." Li Donglai said with a smile.
"Really? Then my father will definitely be happy." Yu Mo said excitedly.
Zhang Qingcui heard this and asked curiously: "Why, your father also knows about our Professor Li?"
"Of course, Professor Li is my country's first Nobel Prize winner, and his name often appears on internal reference materials." Yu Mo said excitedly.
A few people talked and left the train station.
When he saw a donkey cart parked on the roadside, Li Donglai was stunned.
Before he came, he had a phone call with Professor Liu Mingde and learned that the Southeast Research Institute of Chemical Industry was located in a small town and the conditions were relatively difficult, but there was no need to build such a primitive transport vehicle, right?
Zhang Qingcui was also stunned, and even let out a sigh. She was considered a girl from the compound. She grew up in the capital and had never ridden in a donkey cart.
Yu Mo explained embarrassedly: "Director Li, we originally wanted the county to send a jeep, but comrades in the county told us that the only jeep in the county had a broken wheel and no spare parts. One was already parked in the warehouse.
It’s been many months.”
Good guy... there is only one jeep in a county.
Li Donglai has a better understanding of the difficulty of Southeast Chemical Materials Research Institute.
Southeast Chemical Materials Research Institute is a research institute directly under the ministry and commission and was established more than ten years ago.
Considering the international environment at that time, the institute adopted the model of a third-tier factory and was built in a remote mountain.
In this way, even if something unexpected happens, researchers can be protected and the research projects of the institute can be protected at the same time.
More than a dozen senior professors from major universities across the country abandoned their privileged lives and came here to remain anonymous and engage in research unknown to the world.
If Li Donglai hadn't been on the list now and had the authority to check the status of major domestic research institutes, he would definitely not have known about this research institute.
....
Li Donglai is a barefoot doctor. He even rode a bull when he was young. Riding a donkey cart is already considered a high-end enjoyment.
He laughed: "I haven't ridden on this thing for a long time, and I finally had a great time today."
Seeing Li Donglai striding forward and boarding the donkey cart, Yu Mo finally felt relieved.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the donkey cart, and then spread newspapers on it: "Comrade Zhang Qingcui, the uncle driving the cart has been driving for many years. Don't be afraid."
This statement will sound normal in later generations.
Lesbians are always timid, especially Zhang Qingcui, the kind of lesbian who has never left the capital.
but.
In Zhang Qingcui's view, it was an insult.
Yu Mo's attitude implies that she is as spoiled as a capitalist lady.
Zhang Qingcui reached out and grabbed the handle of the cart, jumped onto the cart with a slight jump, lifted up the newspaper, folded it and handed it back to Yu Mo.
"Comrade Yu Mo, although I have never ridden an ox cart, my parents used this thing to go to the Southern United Nations University when they were young."
As soon as these words came out, Yu Mo's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Zhang Qingcui.
He smiled apologetically at Zhang Qingcui: "Sorry, I misunderstood you. I was..."
Yu Mo felt that he couldn't explain more and more clearly, so he could only smile awkwardly.
Li Donglai smiled at Zhang Qingcui and said: "Okay, Qingcui, don't bully Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu, we have to hurry up, don't waste time."
"OK."
Li Donglai's words helped Yu Mo get out of the situation.
He stood up and shouted to the front: "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Good luck." The coachman, Uncle Zhang, shouted at the top of his lungs, raised his whip, and sent out a whip in the air.
"Drive, drive..."
The little gray donkey kicked its hind hooves fiercely, and with the crisp sound of bells, the donkey cart galloped along.
Galloping is not an adjective. The speed of the donkey cart was as much as twenty yards, which made Li Donglai feel a little curious.
He gestured to Zhang Qingcui, who took out a packet of Great China from his pocket and handed it over.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Donglai does not smoke, but every time he goes out to do errands, he always asks Zhang Qingcui to bring a few packs of cigarettes.
The reason is very simple. In this era, cigarettes are a stepping stone, a bridge, and the best way to bring two people closer.
Even when you ask passers-by, offer a cigarette and they will treat you well.
The old man took the cigarette, sniffed it in front of his nose, grinned and said: "Young man, this thing of yours is boring. If you smoke, you have to smoke this!"
As he spoke, he put the cigarette in his ear, took out a cigarette pot that felt soaked in starch from his waist, lit it with a flint, took two sharp puffs, and handed it to Li Donglai.
"Comrade, would you like a bite?"
"No, I can't."
"You don't know how to offer me a cigarette..." The old man said mid-sentence and nodded towards Li Donglai: "Young comrade, you are a nice person."
Li Donglai took the opportunity to raise his own question.
The old man laughed twice, smoked his pipe and pot, pointed at the donkey and said: "Little comrade, you are mistaken this time, my donkey is not an ordinary donkey!"
Li Donglai heard the words and looked intently, and soon saw the clues.
Compared with ordinary donkeys, this donkey's ears are longer and more pointed, its back hair is brown, and its mane is short and upright.
There is a dark brown topline in the center of the donkey's back extending to the base of the tail.
What's even more strange is that this donkey is much larger than the average donkey, almost the same size as a mule.
Li Donglai had never seen such a donkey before.
"Old man, this donkey of yours is..."
"The descendants of Qian donkeys, Qian donkeys from the Gobi Desert! When the army went south, I took the villagers to help deliver supplies to the army. The only donkey in the family died of exhaustion on the way. When the leader of the army saw it, he specially
Two donkeys used to carry supplies were given to me."
The old man said quite proudly: "At first, I couldn't figure out why this donkey could run so fast. Later, I found out from an old veterinarian that this thing is not our domestic donkey. It's pure.
Wild donkey, think about it, this thing is running around in the Gobi Desert all day long, if it runs too slow, won't it be caught up by wild wolves and eaten?"
The descendants of donkeys on the Gobi Desert....
Good guy, it is a first-level protected wild animal.
Looking at the donkey running forward on four legs, Li Donglai felt a little aggrieved for it.
In future generations, this guy will definitely be eating weeds leisurely in the park and being fed by children from time to time.
The old man was a talkative person, and he chatted with Li Donglai while pulling the reins lightly.
From the old man's mouth, Li Donglai learned for the first time that the town where the research institute is located is called Jiming Town. There are fifty or sixty households in the town. The townspeople usually make a living by hunting in the mountains and purchasing medicinal herbs.
Of course, the townspeople do not know the details of the institute. They only know that they are sent by the country to conduct research and are making contributions to the country, so they respect the people in the institute.
Looking at the mountain, Li Donglai could reach the town after crossing another hill. As a result, the donkey cart went around the mountain for a whole morning. It was almost noon when Li Donglai saw a faint sound in the distance.
Smoke.
Perhaps for the sake of confidentiality, the research institute is not located in a small town, and is still nearly ten miles away from the town.
By the time the donkey cart came to a blue brick building, Li Donglai's stomach was already growling.
"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."
Professor Liu Mingde had already reported to the institute that Li Donglai was coming to visit the institute.
Director Zhang Dezhi felt that Li Donglai's status was somewhat special, so he called on the comrades of the institute to mobilize collectively and held a grand welcome ceremony for Li Donglai.
It's grand, but it actually means setting up a few tables, chairs and benches in the auditorium, asking the institute's chef to cook some authentic local dishes, and then serving Maotai liquor, which is rare in the institute.
Zhang Dezhi raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Director Li, although I am in a remote place, I have admired you for a long time. Due to physical reasons, I will drink tea instead of wine today to toast you."
Zhang Dezhi is the director of the institute and the oldest one. He is nearly 70 years old this year. He has never been married and has no children.
His superiors had tried to persuade him several times to retire, return to the capital, and enjoy his old age at the university, but Zhang Dezhi always refused.
He once swore that even if he died, he would die in a scientific research position.
Li Donglai picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Old sir, you are my senior, so I should serve you this glass of wine."
As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Okay, okay, I saw your information on the internal reference before, and I was confused, how could someone so young be able to make so many research results. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary."
People engaged in scientific research, especially these old comrades, do not like to waste time on socializing.
After Zhang Dezhi drank the tea, he began to introduce the research projects and internal conditions of the institute to Li Donglai.
The research projects of the Southeast Institute of Chemical Materials mainly focus on aerospace vehicle fuels. In layman's terms, they are the study of rocket fuels.
Zhang Dezhi was restricted by confidentiality requirements and spoke in a rather cryptic manner. Li Donglai also guessed based on the era. Rockets had not been manufactured in China at this time, so the fuel they were researching was probably prepared for the Changzheng-1 rocket.
When he was in the capital, Li Donglai often went to ministries and commissions for meetings and heard about some things that ordinary people didn't know.
In order to launch the first satellite of its own, the ministry began to study the Changzheng rocket plan.
The design work was assigned to the Eighth Research Institute of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry, while the specific research and manufacturing work of the rocket was assigned to the following research institutes.
The Southeast Institute of Chemical Materials, because it has gathered talents in the chemical industry, undertakes the research and manufacturing of rocket fuel.
As for lead-acid batteries, they can only be regarded as Professor Liu Mingde’s personal hobby.
Thinking of this, Li Donglai suddenly asked: "Director Zhang, how come you haven't seen Professor Liu Mingde after being here for so long?"
"Old Liu, he is still staying in the laboratory right now. I even sent someone to bring him food."
When mentioning this matter, Professor Zhang Dezhi felt a little embarrassed and kept shaking his head with a wry smile.
This time Li Donglai came for Professor Liu Mingde.
Fortunately for him, he locked himself in the laboratory just because there was a problem with one of the experimental data.
Li Donglai didn't mind.
When he was engaged in scientific research, he once locked comrades in ministries and commissions out of the laboratory.
"It doesn't matter. I came here this time just to ask for advice from Professor Liu Mingde. From this point of view, I am Professor Liu Mingde's student. It is natural for students to wait for teachers." Li Donglai said with a smile.
Zhang Deming gave a thumbs up: "Professor Li, I admire you for being so humble at your level."
Since Professor Liu Mingde could not come out of seclusion, Li Donglai could only wait in the research institute.
Taking advantage of this time, Li Donglai asked Yu Mo to take him around the research institute.
Of course, some sensitive areas are guarded by security officers and there is no way to enter.
After an afternoon, Li Donglai also figured out the situation in the research institute.
There are three types of personnel within the institute. One is the researcher headed by Zhang Deming, who is responsible for researching rocket fuel.
One is the security staff headed by Captain Wang, who is responsible for the security work of the institute.
In addition, there are logistics personnel, most of whom are directly dispatched by ministries and commissions, while a small number are from nearby villagers.
