So many cultural relics should not be placed here, the pearls are covered in dust!
Instead, send them to where they belong.
In a short time, all the precious cultural relics in the entire darkroom disappeared.
"Well, it's easy to attract attention if it's empty. Forget it, I'll just be a master of counterfeiting for a while."
After muttering to himself, Zhou Jimin began to make lies in space.
In order to be realistic, he also used supernatural energy to avoid discovering it earlier than Fourth Master Guan.
After reproducing all the treasures and confirming that they were no different from the originals, and confirming the weight and other details, he put the fakes back on the shelves in the darkroom.
Even in order not to alert others, he still placed them according to the original position, which was no different from when he came in.
After doing all this and checking it again and again, he left the darkroom.
"I hope we can recover all those cultural relics."
Looking back at the villa halfway up the mountain, Zhou Jimin muttered to himself before leaving the island.
In the darkroom halfway up the mountain, today's harvest is almost three-fifths of what it was during that trip in my childhood.
He is not very clear about the specific origin of Fourth Master Guan, but he thinks that this guy's origin must be extraordinary.
However, all this will disappear after he finds out.
In later generations, at many high-end auctions, there was always some mysterious buyer, probably an overseas immigrant like Mr. Guan.
Maybe they still admit that they are descendants of dragons, but what about their descendants? Especially the third and fourth generations, they are mixed with foreigners, no longer speak Mandarin, and their nationality has also changed.
Therefore, the cultural relics gradually changed their taste and were completely lost overseas.
On the plane back to the capital, he thought of the Lou family again. I guess Lou Jizhong was almost ready to leave the capital, right?
And Lou Xiao'e, I don't know if she's married yet.
The next day, it's snowing again.
It was also foggy, visibility was very low, and the temperature dropped to a terrifying minus ten degrees Celsius.
"Dad, can you take us to school? It's too cold outside."
As soon as they finished their morning classes, Xiaoxian and the others pestered their father and asked.
"Okay, I'll take you to class later."
"Yeah, thank you dad."
The children were so happy that they ran back to the room to take a bath.
It's warm indoors, but the distance from the exercise room to their room is extremely cold.
So they all ran forward and returned to the room at the speed of light.
After breakfast, the little goldfish also got in the car. She didn’t want to walk to school.
The third and fourth children had no choice but to walk to school by themselves because there was not enough room in the car.
Riding a bicycle is not possible because the road is slippery and it snowed heavily for most of the night last night. The snow on the ground has almost reached the calf.
Therefore, I can only walk to school.
The two brothers stepped deeply and shallowly into the snow, making footprints one by one, and walked slowly towards school.
They all wore a lot of clothes, and their eyes were exposed all over their bodies, while other parts were covered by clothes.
After the two brothers left, Zhou Jimin also started the car and prepared to go to school.
The children were very happy, and they were even happier when they arrived at school.
Because of the heavy snowstorm, the school was closed, and the teachers went to notify nearby students to let the children study at home.
Playing at home is enough, self-study?
What can primary school students study by themselves? Even middle school and high school students, when encountering such a thing, will only work or play at home, but they will not study by themselves so consciously.
"Brother, do you think our school will also have a holiday?"
In the car, the little goldfish turned to look at her big brother, asking energetically, with expectations in her eyes.
"Why are you asking me? How do I know?" Zhou Jimin shook his head, but he was probably on vacation.
After all, it is still snowing, so only families with cars will go out at this time, and there are not many pedestrians on the road.
However, before his car reached the junior high school where Little Goldfish was located, there were many young and middle-aged people on the road, cleaning the road under the command of the subdistrict office, the police, etc.
"Cleaning the road in heavy snow? I'm afraid there's something wrong with it!"
Secretly complaining, Zhou Jimin didn't care about this.
But with less snow on the road, the car can speed up a little.
The car's chassis is high, and the snow that's more than ten or twenty centimeters high doesn't have much of an impact.
Soon, when we arrived at the gate of the junior high school, there were not many people there.
The students came and left quickly. After asking, they found out that it was also a holiday.
The little goldfish smiled, high-fived Xiaoxian and the others, and urged her elder brother to hurry up and go home to rest.
"Okay, I'll send you home first, and then I'll go see your third brother and fourth brother."
However, not long after they arrived home, the third and fourth children also came back.
Not long after they left, they met the teacher and were told to go home to study and not come to class today.
Okay, it seems that many schools have attended classes today, but I don’t know if the factories are still operating normally.
It was snowing heavily outside and nothing could be done. Zhou Jimin did not hide in the study to do research, but stayed in the living room and played with the children.
Playing poker, reading books and eating melon seeds, playing hide-and-seek with the little ones, etc., the whole day passed quite relaxedly and comfortably.
Towards the evening, the heavy snow turned into light snow, and the snow outside was already up to Zhou Jimin's knees.
The thickness of the snow is already extremely exaggerated.
After all, he is more than 1.8 meters tall, and the height of his knees is about 50 centimeters.
From this point of view, it is quite possible that school will not be in class tomorrow.
Fortunately, he has got the school office phone number today. If it is still snowy like this tomorrow, he can call for consultation.
As a result, when I turned around, it was a sunny day.
I called the school and was told that I didn’t have to attend classes in the morning, but I needed to come to class in the afternoon.
The children who had an extra morning's rest were unable to play and were rushed to study by their father.
"It's already the end of December, and you will have your final exams in a little while, so don't think about being lazy..."
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The children had no choice but to put away their fun and go to study with their textbooks.
The Spring Festival of 1966 came very early. It fell on January 20th according to the new lunar calendar, so there were really not many days until the final exam.
At noon, after having lunch and sending his children to school, Zhou Jimin returned home and threw himself into work.
Ding Qiunan is still in confinement, and this time she is more serious than before.
She probably wanted to make up for the little fat pig, and also relieve her inner self-blame and guilt.
Although Zhou Jimin had tried to persuade her, and even Zhang Wantong and his mother-in-law had tried to persuade her, she just went in with one ear and out with the other.
Simply, everyone just let her go.
In the study, Zhou Jimin is tinkering with his research and analyzing the gray matter.
Since the last time he used the energy of space and the principle of convex lenses to get a small barrel of gray ash, he analyzed a gray-white metal from it, and then he did not continue to study it in depth.
Today, he once again set his sights on the ashes of this small barrel, hoping to get useful metals from it.
The reason is that he has never had any clue about the research on stealth aircraft.
Next is the electric propulsion engine, which is also not progressing smoothly.
In many space vehicles of later generations, there are many types of electric propulsion engines. In terms of electrostatic acceleration types, there are ion engines, Hall thrusters, and colloidal thrusters - direct injection of non-ionic metal particles.
As well as DC arc jet, electromagnetic acceleration system, resistive jet propulsion, etc. extended from the two types of electrothermal acceleration and electromagnetic acceleration.
However, no matter which one it is, it is never that simple.
Electricity, in the past, the one who controlled thunder and lightning was the male of thunder and the female of lightning.
If Zhou Jimin wants to be a lightning mother, he may not be able to do so.
It is extremely difficult to conduct research from three directions, no matter which one it is, and the knowledge involved is too broad.
And he is just one person, and he has to be distracted by other research, so it is normal for the progress to be slow.
He is now thinking about whether it is possible to get a better metal. No matter what kind of metal it is, as long as it is useful for his research, or even a metal that assists, he will be very happy.
At the moment, he has no shortage of supernatural energy, but when analyzing Hui Hui, he is still cautious and does not have the consciousness of a nouveau riche at all.
Huihui is refined from the chaos outside the space wall. It is just a small barrel and weighs three tons. What secrets are hidden inside can only be explored slowly.
Half a day later, when he came out of the study with a chicken coop on his head, he saw his mother's little fat pig in the living room, and he stopped crying in fear.
Ding Qiunan quickly hugged the little fat pig and coaxed it up.
But seeing Zhou Jimin's look, he still couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
Without waiting for Zhou Jimin to say anything, Xiaoxian and the others rushed back from outside, calling for their parents.
Then, when they saw their father's appearance, Xiaodian burst out laughing, but Xiaoxian and Xiaoyi cried.
"Dad, were you struck by thunder? Oh, oh, I don't want it!"
Zhou Xiaobai started crying, and the two bowls of porridge also cried, and the two little guys Xiaowan and Xiaojing who were playing also cried too.
For a time, the living room became very lively.
However, Zhou Jimin's face turned even darker: What a slap in the face!
What an unlucky kid, what did you say?
Forget it, the child is also worried about himself, so he won’t be as knowledgeable as her.
He pulled the children over and explained, coaxing the older one first, then the younger one, and then Zhou Jimin went to the bathroom to wash up.
No way, this look is still too shocking.
When he was washing, he smelled it, um, it had a bit of a burning smell.
When I was analyzing gray in space, one of them didn't pay attention and collided with other metals. Then after a burst of fire, he became like this.
But he didn't pay attention to this at the time, because he discovered that the metal material remaining after the collision was missing.
I picked up the special tool to hold those metal substances, but it was very heavy.
In other words, the metal that cannot be seen in special tools is very dense metal.
This made him both happy and worried.
He was naturally delighted that this metal was most likely the invisible metal he was looking for, but he was worried that it was too dense to be added to the aircraft.
You know, the ash in a small wooden barrel already weighs three tons.
And the coating that normally covers an aircraft would require at least a dozen small wooden barrels, right?
That shouldn’t be dozens of tons?
Just being stealthy will take up dozens of tons of take-off weight. Moreover, if the 65-5 supersonic aircraft, transport aircraft, etc. are larger, wouldn't they need heavier stealth metal?
This is completely putting the cart before the horse.
Not advisable!
But the next research can no longer be carried out.
Because there are no suitable tools for testing, more detailed information on this metal cannot be determined.
We can only stop temporarily, change our thinking first, and then study slowly.
So he happily wanted to share his joy with Ding Qiunan, but he didn't expect that his own child said something and was struck by thunder.
That’s an injustice!
But he is an adult after all, and he will not care about this with children.
Suddenly, he didn't continue his research.
Wenjin Street, he came to the old man's office.
"Leader, the day after tomorrow is the 31st. I will go to the June 4th Town for the last inspection..."
"If everything goes well, I will come back to pick you up the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, are you sure?"
The old man looked serious, his eyes were sharp, and he said very seriously.
"Leader, here I will never fight an uncertain battle!"
Zhou Jimin stood up instantly, tensed his body, and said solemnly.
"Don't be so nervous, sit down!"
Seeing this, the old man smiled and gave up easily.
"You are not an active soldier, so there is no need to learn from them. From now on, you should engage in scientific research and come up with more and better inventions..."
"Yes, leader, I promise to complete the task!"
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After leaving Wenjin Street, Zhou Jimin flew directly to the small town of June 4th.
At this time, the atmosphere in the small town is quite normal.
But at the Satellite Research Institute, everyone was even more nervous. The air seemed to be condensed together, making it even colder and biting.
With the arrival of Zhou Jimin, Zeng Qingfeng and the others seemed to have found their backbone, and their expressions became slightly more relaxed.
"Old Zeng, how are you? Is everything going well?"
"Well, so far, it's been going well."
After hearing what the other party said, Zhou Jimin frowned and said:
"What happened?"
At this juncture, whoever causes trouble for him, Zhou Jimin swears, the other person will definitely have ten times the experience.
Zeng Qingfeng hesitated to speak, which made Zhou Jimin even more dissatisfied.
Before the latter could ask further questions, a researcher next to him suddenly spoke.
"Boss Panda, it's like this. During the solid rocket inspection last week, we found a very subtle flaw in the fuel..."
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This flaw could have been avoided.
However, one of the skilled workers scraping solid gunpowder was negligent and did not check clearly, which led to this accident.
A flaw, if not noticed, is likely to cause an accident during the ignition process.
It is easy to cause immeasurable losses.
Originally, this was nothing. If you found a flaw, just deal with it.
The problem is that the technician has no repentance at all, and during yesterday's inspection, he discovered that he left the scraper on the rocket.
It’s simply a joke with everyone’s lives!
Under normal circumstances, a qualified technical worker should not make such mistakes.
But the technician made such mistakes one after another, which was completely unforgivable.
After being dismissed, the other party was still very dissatisfied and insisted on making a fuss.
Now he has been imprisoned by Platoon Leader Liu.
However, this incident has a great impact.
The morale of the entire institute has been affected, and everyone is worried.
There was originally going to be a self-examination activity, but because Zhou Jimin came, it was temporarily shelved.
After Zhou Jimin heard this, his face turned pale.
What the hell, you really think that you are a very good person because you are a worker who scrapes gunpowder, right?
Without a humble and low-key attitude, you won't be able to get far in this unpopular industry.
Because of one mistake, it may be wiped out.
"Check!"
After uttering a word coldly, Zhou Jimin said nothing more and turned around to go to the rocket workshop.
"You all go out, I can check it myself."
In the workshop, Zhou Jimin kicked Zeng Qingfeng and the others out, then closed the door, put the rocket into the space, and came to check it himself.
Half a day later, he opened the workshop door and walked out.
"Old Zeng, from now on, no one is allowed to come near this workshop."
After a pause, he continued:
"That technician should be dismissed from his position as a technical worker and let him become an ordinary citizen from now on..."
No matter how powerful this kind of person is, Zhou Jimin would not dare to use him.
Before, he thought that the people who came to the small town were all great.
Now it seems that people are born in sorrow and die in happiness.
After life in the small town stabilized, I stopped making progress.
Especially in today's small towns, with complete entertainment facilities, and Zhou Jimin's continuous optimization of the overall personnel structure, those young people in pairs are always indispensable in movie theaters, skating rinks and other places.
Therefore, it is normal for such people to appear who are greedy for happiness.
It's fine in other industries, but in this industry of scraping gunpowder, any slight negligence is unforgivable.
In the afternoon of that day, Zhou Jimin personally went to the transmitting tower to make a final inspection.
Everything was business as usual. The next day, all the last round of inspections started again.
In the afternoon, liquid fuel began to be added.
Solid rockets are also ready.
Zhou Jimin doesn't want to wait any longer. He will launch the liquid rocket tomorrow and then the solid rocket.
Xu Lei, Philip, Lu Yun, Fox and others were all pulled over to help ensure the smooth progress of the satellite.
The smearing incident involving gunpowder workers must never happen again.
"Comrade Panda, is it too risky to launch two satellite rockets at once?"
Wang Ping'an said slightly worriedly, and Zhou Jimin shook his head.
"The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string!"
Management is a university subject, and the small town of June 4th is already a small river and lake. He must take some action, otherwise it will only become more and more difficult.
Wang Ping'an and the others couldn't understand his persistence, but when it came to scientific research, they should just listen to Zhou Jimin.
What's more, even the elderly don't interfere with this, so what do they have to worry about?