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Chapter 458 The stuck military technology

1981, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

In an ordinary room in Pujiang City, the curtains were tightly closed and there was no sound.

There was an open postal parcel on the desk, still looking like it had just been opened.

The sound of firecrackers coming and going did not affect the person on the bed at all.

It wasn't until a series of phone rings rang that Jiang Shan moved over wrapped in a quilt:

"Hello~"

With a hoarse greeting, the person on the other end of the phone was obviously taken aback:

"Jiangshan? Is it Jiangshan?"

"Well, I am Jiangshan."

Hearing this voice, Jiang Shan felt a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

"Why are you so lackluster on the first day of the new year?"

Rao Bin suddenly felt something: "Listen to this voice, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Are you...?"

Jiang Shan heard something coming: "Chief Rao...?"

Oh my God, why would the Mechanical Department call me on the first day of the New Year?

"Did you hear it?" Rao Bin said with a smile on the phone: "Happy New Year, Comrade Jiangshan."

Since the advertisement slogan "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there must be a Dongfeng Motor if there is a road", Rao Bin has set his sights on Jiangshan.

"Happy New Year, Rao Bu,"

After determining who was on the other side, Jiang Shan immediately began to organize his words:

"I wish you good health, happy family, smooth work, and good luck..."

"Okay, okay, now that I know you can write and speak, let's not do this."

"Hey, I listen to you."

"Xiao Jiang, have you finished all the tasks you took on at the Tourism Bureau a while ago?"

"It's already finished,"

Jiang Shanxin said that I had even finished drinking the mineral water from the Ministry of Foreign Trade:

"You called me today. Could it be our Dongfeng truck... again?"

"It's not Dongfeng's fault. I have more than one Dongfeng..."

There is something unknown about the country.

Let alone the first day of the Lunar New Year, Rao Bin's team didn't even have a day off on New Year's Eve.

There was no way. As fierce as the first two years of reform and opening up were, 1981 was just as difficult.

"Ordinarily, I shouldn't call you at this time, but..."

On the other end of the phone, the voice of Rao Bin lighting up a cigarette came: "Well, you listen to me tell a story first."

"You said it, I'm listening."

Jiang Shan, who was dressed in full sapphire blue worker, peasant and soldier uniform, was wrapped in a quilt and nestled on the sofa.

Like the other person, he also lit up a cigarette.

“In 1945, during the Chongqing talks between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, it was suddenly announced that the meeting would be suspended.

Not for anything else, just because the leaders of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party want to express condolences to the same person..."

Hearing this, Jiang Shan paused for a moment while holding the cigarette in his hand:

"Who is this? How can the leaders of both sides be concerned at the same time?"

"Want to know?"

Rao Bin smiled and said: "If you want to know, just listen to me and tell you slowly.

In 1901, an Englishman appeared in Langfang, ringing a bell and shouting.

This man said he was a missionary, but in fact he was a salesman for the British Benemonium Company.

At that time, we only saw ordinary people who were full of impurities and alkali.

After seeing the evenly crystallized and snow-like acetate in his hand, it was like seeing a treasure.

As a result, the British alkali alkali opened the market in China without much effort.

Speaking of alkali, since it can be called the mother of industry, it already illustrates its importance."

"That's right," Jiang Shan nodded: "Soap, glass, printing and dyeing, paper... countless industries are inseparable from it."

“So, the foreign Solvay alkali production method with low extraction cost,

Helping the British make a lot of gold and silver in all walks of life in our country,"

Rao Bin continued: "But even so, they are still not satisfied with raising prices whenever they want.

If you are unhappy, you can cut off the stock to whichever factory you want.

Once any factory is stopped by Bonnemen Alkali Manufacturing Company.

It won't be long before we are bound to face the crisis of bankruptcy.

In the end, we had no choice but to find a middleman to help negotiate a peace and increase prices to restore the supply of raw materials..."

What Rao Bu said sounded familiar to Jiang Shan.

"There is nothing we can do. Why don't we make soda ash ourselves?"

Rao Bin sighed and said: "During that time, soda ash became a chain hanging around our neck in the modern industrial history of our country.

If we want to go further, we must break the monopoly of foreigners and independently extract soda ash."

"It's just that in old China, where people's livelihood was depressed, there was no money, no people, and no technology... it was not easy at all."

"It's definitely not easy," Jiang Shan knew without even wanting to know: "Otherwise, it wouldn't be called the neck-stuck technique."

"Neck-stuck technique?"

Rao Bin, who heard this statement for the first time, found it quite vivid:

"Fortunately, they got stuck quickly.

In 1911, after the revolution of 1911 started, Fan Xudong, who had studied abroad for ten years, made the decision to return to his homeland.

Within two years after returning to China, he first founded China's first modern chemical enterprise: Jiuda Refined Salt Company.

After that, he made repeated announcements: Chinese compatriots should work harder and be determined to create Chinese alkali.

He knew that if the Chinese wanted to promote modern industry, they had no choice but to take the lead in overcoming the alkali production gate that Westerners were clinging to."

But he also knows very well that he cannot accomplish this by himself, and he must find like-minded people."

Jiang Shan: "So, he just shouted to the outside world?"

"Don't tell me, his trick is really effective,"

Rao Bin said: "Not long after, a comrade really came to our door.

This comrade's name was Chen Tiaofu, and he was originally a technician at a soda water factory.

Due to the unstable supply of alkali, the factory owner gave Chen Tiaofu a sum of money out of anger.

He was entrusted to develop modern alkali production technology.

But just when Chen Tiaofu's experiment was about to achieve a breakthrough, the factory's capital chain was broken.

Although the soda plant had given up on its own, Chen Tiaofu, who had mastered many essentials of making alkali, refused to give up.

Fortunately, at this time, he heard what Fan Xudong said..."

Jiang Shan said on the phone: "Chinese compatriots will work harder and are determined to create Chinese alkali."

"That's right," Rao Bin nodded and smiled:

"So, two like-minded people from the south and the north finally met.

One party has money and the other party has talent.

Soon, Fan Xudong set up a laboratory according to the order given by Chen Tiaofu.

As for the large amount of coarse salt required for making alkali, Fan Xudong, who is the owner of a salt factory, naturally has no problem.

It had only been three months since the two of them got together, and the reactor was set up in the Fan family compound.

The first time the furnace was opened, it was a success, although only 9,000 grams of soda ash was extracted.

But facing this pile of snow-white alkali powder, all the technicians present jumped up with excitement.

Fan Xudong and Chen Tiaofu even hugged each other.

They know that the alkali purification technology that has been a hindrance to the industrial development of our country for a long time,

We finally captured it ourselves..."

Jiang Shan felt happy just hearing it: "The neck-stuck technology has been broken through since then."

"Isn't that right?" Rao Bin said, "It wasn't until then that the people in the country knew that

The cost of acetic acid, which was so high at the beginning, turned out to be so low.

However, because of this, Fan Xudong received various threats from the British company Benemen.

Not only that, but domestic warlords also kept coming to look for trouble.

In 1945, Fan Xudong, who also broke the technical constraints of alkali and acid production for our country,

Due to long-term fatigue and harassment, he died of a sudden illness..."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Shan understood: "So, the Chongqing talks were interrupted because of him?"

"You guessed it right, this is the comrade who won the key to industry for our country."

Rao Bin continued: "But another Comrade Chen Tiaofu is also great.

After helping Fan Xudong produce soda ash, he founded a Tianjin paint factory.

We have successfully developed a Sambo paint that can be sprayed, brushed and baked.

And named this paint "Lighthouse" brand."

After the founding of New China, this paint factory absorbed more than 40 small paint factories and merged into a large-scale Tianjin paint factory.

In the mid-1950s, Tianjin Dengta Paint Factory received an urgent task from our ministry.

Let them develop a total of more than 80 kinds of special coatings for aircraft, ship skins, radomes and other parts...

Do you know Jiangshan?"

Jiang Shan, who was listening carefully at this time, immediately pricked up his ears.

“Our country’s first homemade airplane and first Hongqi car,”

Rao Bin said with numerous family treasures:

"The first Jiefang truck, Dongfeng truck, Dongfanghong tractor,

Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge, Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge, and the first artificial satellite all use Dengta brand paint."

At this moment, Jiang Shan could already guess the reason why Rao Bin called him.

Most of the "firsts" he just mentioned are under the control of the Machinery Department.

Especially those cars, they are all Rao Bu's masterpieces.

"In the next ten years," Rao Bu continued:

"Dengta Paint Factory has begun to continue research and innovation for our country's military coatings and aerospace coatings.

Just two years ago, some leaders of the Tianjin Dengta Paint Factory went to your Pujiang River."

Jiang Shan wrapped himself in a quilt and said, "Come to our city?"

"Well, the reason I went to Pujiang is to discuss with the paint factory in Pujiang the next research direction for military coatings,"

Rao Bin paused for a few seconds and said:

"In addition, let's also discuss how to increase production profits without affecting the research and development progress."

Hearing this, Jiang Shan felt that if he didn't take the initiative...

"Bu Rao, what do you think I can do for our country's paint industry?"

"This is it,"

Rao Bu felt happy just listening to it.

Although he has not been in contact with Jiangshan for a long time, Rao Bin really does not regard this boy as an outsider:

"To tell you the truth, Xiao Jiang, it has been quite difficult for the Tianjin paint factory these years.

First, the Ministry of Industry gave them many small, large and small loss-making factories.

Then we received research and development tasks from our department, which were constantly issued.”

"That is to say," Jiang Shan said: "This factory has been completing the tasks assigned by the state."

To put it bluntly, we have been helping the country solve its difficulties.

"I heard that their factory has not been having a good time in the past two years,"

Rao Bin called Jiang Shan this time. In the end, he couldn't stand it:

"Thinking that they have always been the ones solving problems for us..."

"So, you also want to help them solve their problems?"

"So, I came to find you."

"Your business is my business," Jiang Shan Ding Wu said:

"But... apart from publicity and promotion, I can't help with anything else."

"What I want is your craft,"

Rao Bin suddenly slowed down his speaking speed and said:

"Before the Tianjin paint factory went to Pujiang, I gave their factory leaders a suggestion: export."

"exit?"

Jiang Shan thought about it for a moment: "Bu Rao, have you heard of the Lishi Company in Singapore?"

Wu Qingliang, the founder of Lishi Company, will create a world-famous paint brand - Nippon Paint ten years later.

"You're talking about Lishi Paint Company, right?"

Rao Bu smiled and said: "What a coincidence, Wu Qingliang, the chairman of Lishi Company, is donating to build a primary school in his hometown of Chaozhou."

"He also came to the mainland?"

"He has come back almost every year in the past two years,"

Rao Bu thought for a while: "Xiao Jiang, I know what you are worried about.

But don’t worry, the products of Lishi Company are not at the same level as those of Tianjin Paint Factory.

If my country's paints and coatings are sold to Southeast Asia, the target group will naturally be different..."



Pujiang City, Kailin Paint Factory.

Although today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, the conference room in the factory is still open as usual.

As the leader of China's coatings industry, Kailin Paint Factory was the only manufacturer of ship coatings before the liberation of my country.

At this moment, the director of Kailin Paint Factory pointed to a picture on the wall and introduced:

“In 1966, the Navy accompanied our factory and inspected a destroyer that had stayed in the harbor for nearly half a year.

Although the bottom of the ship has been coated with antifouling paint, 23 centimeters of marine life is still adsorbed on it.

In other words, after only half a year, the destroyer was forced to gain weight by nearly 20 tons.

As a result, both the overall quality and the rough surface will affect the destroyer's speed and fuel consumption..."

If a destroyer cannot even increase its speed, there is no need to talk about anything else.

Looking at the pictures is shocking.

In the conference room, several comrades from the Qingdao Paint Factory, Tianjin Paint Factory, Guangzhou Paint Factory, and the Sixth Machinery Department frowned at the same time.

At this time, one of the factory leaders asked: "How long will the antifouling paint used back then last?"

"To be fair," the leader of Kailin Paint Factory said with a wry smile, "it's only two weeks."

"Two weeks?"

"This is too short."

"So at that time, every half month, ships at sea had to be docked for cleaning and repainting,"

The leader of Kailin Factory said next:

"After continuous efforts, by 1966, our factory had increased the validity period of ship antifouling paint to a few months."

"But compared with the world average, it is still far from enough,"

At this moment, the comrade from the Sixth Machinery Department spoke:

"As far as we know, the anti-corrosion and anti-fouling validity period of ships in many countries can be as long as three years..."

Upon hearing this, many leaders in the conference room began to discuss quietly.

"During the Korean War, all countries stopped supplying ship coatings to our country,"

The leader of Kailin Paint Factory continued:

"So, this is also the research and development goal that our 418 ship cooperation group must break through."

In the late 1970s and early 1980s, while the core technology of the military industry was developing steadily, the research and development of supporting auxiliary materials was also put on the agenda.

Today, these key paint manufacturers are gathered here to discuss this matter.

But now, there is a bigger problem before them. Their R&D capital chain is broken!

(End of chapter)


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