Not only is it narrow-minded, but it is also fixed-minded.
Thinking that it is so simple to build, how could it be a real submarine? At best, it is better than the toy submarines in the swimming pool for children to play with, but how deep can it go?
Unexpectedly, reality gave them a big blow!
Does your face hurt?
Of course it hurts!
But in turn, they were very happy, and even had a little more understanding and vague expectations.
No wonder the superiors would send them here as assistants who hide their true identities. The opponent is so powerful - they can even build submarines, and the submarines they build are quite advanced. Could it be that by having them as assistants, they can become familiar with each other first?
, so that he can act as a lobbyist in the future and persuade him to join the state unit to engage in causes that benefit mankind?
No matter what the reason is, I don’t dare to underestimate anyone anymore. Bao Buqi is the low-key king who hides in the city!
After thinking about it, there was a significant change in my attitude.
For such a powerful person, the country must want to recruit him into a national unit, so it sent them here. In addition to letting them learn something, maybe they really hope to draw people into this circle, and that will truly complete the mission successfully.
The assistants who think they have discovered the ultimate goal are much more active than when they first arrived. If possible, they would like to learn from Little Baozi and become Qi Hui's disciple.
The second son of Xingyu, who was not sure why, thought that these people liked the "cutie" too much. One trip to the bottom of the sea was not enough, and they wanted to take the cutie for a second trip. That's why they were so attentive and in a bad mood.
He happily pulled up the little bun and said, "Let's go! Let's have a big dinner!"
Little Baozi and Youyou followed him laughing and joking, and the children, one and two, walked on the waves to go home for dinner in the setting sun.
In the next few days, the first and second children basically left early and came back late, driving the "cute" mini submarine and swimming under the sea in various sea areas.
Little Baozi was obsessed with underwater exploration and didn't want to waste his lunch time. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes every morning was to urge Xu Suizhu to make a portable lunch for their master and apprentice.
Rice balls with bean juice on the first day, cold noodles with milk tea on the second day, pie with mung bean soup on the third day...
On the fourth day, the three masters and apprentices actually said they wanted to bring a small hot pot.
"Mom, we have researched and found out that you can eat hot pot on a submarine. Master has a pot that does not require electricity, just like a soup pot. We can just bring the soup base and vegetables there!" At the end, he smashed his mouth and added.
He said, "Oh, don't leave the dipping sauce behind, the non-stick sauce doesn't taste good..."
Xu Suizhu: "..."
Are you brave enough to use a small submarine as a dining room? And a small hot pot... Why don't you say you want to eat a Manchu-Han banquet?
Complaints being made, I followed his request and prepared a portion of ingredients and soup base for a small hot pot.
According to the weather forecast, another typhoon is likely to form in the outer waters recently, which will affect the fjord waters to some extent.
Xu Suizhu told them to go play for another day today and not to go into the water tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
Even if it is just a collision, the waves will be much bigger than usual. Although the sea is windy and rainy, the deep seabed is still calm, but the time is difficult to control. If the typhoon has not left when we come back, we will hit it.
Little Baozi thought for a while and agreed: "Okay then, I'll go talk to Master."
After a while, he came back jumping: "Mom, Master said that the typhoon is coming just in time, and he wants to try the draft fan he made last time."
"Induced draft fan?"
"That's right! Have you forgotten? The last time there was a typhoon, Master made a small ball that could absorb the typhoon. That was the wind generator! Master said that typhoons are energy gifts from nature, but there were too many at once.
We can't use it, but it would be too wasteful to let it go, so we store it and put it out when there is no wind. It will be cooler..."
Xu Suizhu was eye-opening. Can such a small ball really absorb strong winds of level 7 or 8?
After coming back to his senses, he told Xiaobaozi that it was fine for him to know about this and not to tell anyone else.
Little Baozi shrugged: "Other people don't believe me when I say it. Uncle Fu thought I was teasing him last time! I didn't lie to him! He didn't believe it himself."
After a pause, he asked again: "Mom, when will Uncle Fu come to the island? Last time he said that when the master builds the submarine, he will invite us to eat fried chicken."
A fried chicken and burger restaurant similar to KFC opened in the county town, right next to the department store. On the day it opened, Mr. Fu took everyone there for a meal, and the young ones never forgot it.
Lin Yujuan even suggested with a smile: Should we open one in the town and one on the island? The business should be designated.
It's not that Xu Suizhu didn't consider it, but recently all the funds on hand have been used for the development of Fuling Island. Let's talk about it later.
Seeing how greedy her boy was when he talked about fried chicken, she couldn't help but be speechless: "Isn't the chicken at home delicious? Who praised the delicious chicken yesterday?"
Little Baozi smiled and replied: "The saliva chicken is delicious, but I want to change the taste! Master hasn't eaten fried chicken yet, and he also wants to try it. Mom, just call and ask Uncle Fu!"
Xu Suizhu couldn't defeat him, so she had to call Mr. Fu.
When Mr. Fu heard that the submarine had been built, he asked with great interest: "Is it true, sister-in-law? It has also been tested?"
In fact, I want to ask: Is this thing that looks like a toy model really reliable?
"I've been driving around on the submarine every day for the past two days. Engineer Cheng and the others have also taken turns riding in it. Do you want to come and take a look?"
When he heard that the engineers at the scientific research institute had experienced it firsthand, Mr. Fu stood up and said, "Okay, okay, I'll be right over."
I hung up the phone and drove to the scenic spot first. I happened to meet Lin Jianbing who was going to deliver ingredients to Fuju Island, so I took his fishing boat to Fuju Island.
Seeing Mr. Fu arrive, the happiest thing is Xiao Baozi: there is fried chicken!
Mr. Fu, who had already forgotten about the fried chicken bet, was dumbfounded when he saw the flashy little yacht that looked like a toy model: "Is this the thing? Are you sure it's okay? Can it withstand the pressure of the deep sea?"
Young Master Liang, who was out playing with his son, heard this and laughed loudly: "Old Fu, let me remind you, don't make your face hurt when the time comes."
"Have you sat on it too?" Mr. Fu asked him.
"No! I went to the provincial capital with Boss Wang to expand the crayfish business a few days ago. I just came back yesterday evening. I didn't listen to my son's advice. I have free time today and I want my boy to take me on a submarine.
Take a spin.”
"Hey!" Mr. Fu laughed at him, "Aren't you afraid of water now?"
"It's closed like a hut, so what are you afraid of?"
Young Master Liang learned a lot from his son. He knew that the submarine was very safe and stable. He could stand up and take a few steps. It was like flying on an airplane, and it was quieter than an airplane. He would not feel uncomfortable at all. So he felt confident.
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Mr. Fu squinted at him: "How do I remember? Last time you said you wouldn't believe he could build a submarine even if I beat him to death..."
"Hey, hey, I don't believe you, you can't beat him to death." Mr. Liang said shamelessly, and then he took his son and got on the submarine first.
Mr. Fu also wanted to follow, but Qi Hui stopped him: "I can't sit down anymore."
"Why can't I sit down when it's my turn? Didn't they all go up? I said Xiao Gong, do you have any problem with me?" Mr. Fu pointed at Mr. Liang, "That guy didn't believe you could build a submarine a while ago.
, you said you couldn't make him even if you beat him to death, but you even forgiven him and let him go up there generously, why can't he survive when he comes to me? I didn't say anything to you..."
Qi Hui rolled his eyes at him and interrupted: "There is only one more seat. He is first in, first served. You can wait for the next one."
"..."
He comes first, but has to wait in line for the next wave?
He was so angry that he wanted to jump.
Young Master Liang didn't know that this was the only seat left before he went up. When he saw this, he laughed so hard: "I'm sorry, old man, I'll go explore the way before you."
Little Baozi was so worried that the fried chicken flew out of his mouth, so he ran up and grabbed Mr. Fu, with a well-behaved look on his face: "Uncle Fu, I'll give you my seat."
Mr. Fu was so moved that tears filled his eyes: "Xiaoyu, you are still kind to me..."
Before he finished speaking his touching words, Xiao Baozi asked with a hopeful look on his face: "Can you take us to eat fried chicken tonight? You said yes..."
Mr. Fu: "..."
Instantly received a critical hit of 10,000 points!
Is the temptation to co-write delicious food greater than him?
"Okay! Let's go tonight! Eat as much as you want, as long as it's enough!"
The little bun suddenly beamed and turned to his master and shouted: "Master, Master, Uncle Fu promised to take us to eat fried chicken today!"
Mr. Fu: "..."
"Pfft hahaha..." Mr. Liang patted his thigh in amusement, "I say, old man, your worth is actually worth a meal of fried chicken!"
"It's better than you being worthless!" Mr. Fu rolled his eyes at him angrily, and after Little Baozi's explanation, he carefully got on the submarine.
"Don't you need to wear a life jacket?" he asked.
Mr. Liang chuckled: "Old Fu, why do I feel like you are like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world? What does a submarine look like? Have you never seen it on TV or in movies? It's as big as a house, with people inside.
You can move around freely, but you are not asked to soak in the water, so you have to wear a life jacket."
"You know again?" Mr. Fu squinted at him.
"Of course! I did my homework before coming here."
The two of them bickered and entered the inner cabin one after another. Qi Hui took them deep into the seabed to experience it.
Little Baozi squatted on the newly built pier in Deep Bay and waited, thinking that he would have delicious fried chicken soon. He excitedly chatted with the young bodyguard who stayed close to him about the time he went back to the county town to eat fried chicken. He didn't feel bored at all.
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I originally thought I would have to wait for a while, but it turned out to be less than five minutes - earlier than when the engineer came back from the first trial voyage.
As soon as the hatch was opened, Mr. Liang ran out covering his mouth, holding on to the pillars of the awning on the dock, and started vomiting.
Little Baozi looked at Young Master Liang, then at Youyou, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with your father?"
"Seasickness." Youyou felt helpless, "My father asked me to drive faster, but when it really accelerated, he said he felt uncomfortable, and he came back before sliding very far."
"Hahahaha..." Now it was Mr. Fu's turn to laugh, "Old Liang, Old Liang, he said that he had done enough homework and didn't even consider seasickness."
Young Master Liang vomited so much that yellow water came out that he finally stopped feeling vomiting. He hugged the pillar and retorted feebly: "This is not a boat."