Development of productivity started in 1981

Chapter 38 Expanding Your Network
There was a thin mist in the early morning after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the dogtail grass on the roadside had turned yellow-green.

I tore off four of them and made a yellow-green puppy, which I prepared to give to my deskmate Yu Zirun.

When they arrived at the classroom, their deskmate was already reciting English words. After Wang Jiankun sat down, he asked her to stretch out her hand. Yu Zirun thought he was going to give him the lighter, so she stretched out her fair little hand with her palm facing up.

Wang Jiankun put the puppy in his hand into her palm, but unexpectedly Yu Zirun retracted her hand in panic and the puppy fell to the ground.

"What's that furry thing? Is it a bug?"

"Haven't you seen a puppy made of dogtail grass?" Wang Jiankun picked it up from the ground and brought it to his deskmate and said.

"I haven't seen it. I didn't see it clearly just now. It felt furry and prickly. I thought you were playing a trick on me with a bug."

"So you're afraid of bugs?"

"Humph, I'm not afraid. It was too sudden. Did you make this puppy? It's quite cute."

"Yes, my grandfather taught me to make it. I'm giving it to you."

"Well, you just scared me, so take this puppy as compensation."

"I was going to give it to you originally. Do you still want the lighter?"

"Yes, did you bring it?"

Wang Jiankun took out a new green lighter from his pocket, lit it for Yu Zirun to see, then put it out and handed it to her to keep.

It’s not that I don’t want to give a galvanized or brass one, but the retail prices of these two are quite expensive, and I’m afraid my deskmate’s dad will scold her if she takes it home.

After giving the lighter, both of them began to read seriously in the morning.

Wang Jiankun mainly practiced speaking, so he mainly read texts and imitated the intonations of the ABC and BBC hosts he listened to in the evening. He read each text several times in two different tones.

After the morning reading get out of class, Wang Jiankun took out a lunch box from the drawer and a glass bottle. Inside was fried pork with pickled mustard greens made by his grandmother. The pork was fat and lean pork belly.

The pickled mustard greens have absorbed the oil, and a fragrant aroma comes out when you open the bottle cap.

Yu Zirun, a classmate at the same table, stared at it after smelling it. Wang Jiankun poured some for her and called Fang Guihua over to get the lunch box and poured some as well.

Yu Zirun and her friends left first, and Fang Guihua and him followed behind.

On the way to the cafeteria, the students usually walked in groups of three or four. Of course, those who were impatient ran in front. Wang Jiankun and Fang Guihua chatted as they walked.

"Have you finished writing the letter? When will you send it?"

"I wrote it last night. I'll go to the mail room after dinner to mail it. I've asked and there will be a postman there to deliver and receive mail in the morning."

"That's good. When your family members can do it, you can teach Hu Chunming and the families of the others. It's not enough for your family to do it alone."

"Is the amount so large? I looked at making cotton wicks and it's not very complicated. Several people in my family make them, so we can probably make thousands of them every day."

"Not enough. Most of our team members are already working on it. It's just enough now, but we need to increase production in the future, maybe several times. So it's no problem to hire a few more companies. You can subcontract the unfinished work to other people in the team. I'll let the team hire you guys in the future."

"Is that so? Then we really need to divide it among several of them to do it together."

"That's right, happiness should be shared. Didn't the newspaper say that the rich should help the poor to eventually achieve common prosperity?"

After queuing up to get porridge and steamed buns, the two did not return to the dormitory, but sat on the steps beside the playground to eat breakfast.

At this time, the sunlight shines through the mist and makes me feel warm.

The yellow fat in the lunch box dissolved in the white rice porridge. Pick up the steamed bun, dip it in the fat and take a bite. It tastes sweet and a little salty.

The two of them are in the growing period, and these three are nutrients that the body urgently needs, so the mixture of these three flavors will taste very delicious.

I finished the two steamed buns in just a few bites. At this time, the pickled mustard greens that were fried crispy had softened, and the rice porridge was still a little hot, so I stirred it evenly and drank it slowly.

Three large pieces of braised pork slowly emerge. Pick up a piece of meat and put it into your mouth, chewing slowly to let the meat flavor linger in your mouth a little longer.

Although the food at home has improved a lot in the past two months, I never seem to get tired of eating meat.

After eating the meat and drinking the last bit of porridge, the two walked towards the cafeteria sink.

Fang Guihua sighed, "Your food is still the best. I will follow you closely from now on."

"I just got a little creative during the summer vacation and found a few good products. If the cotton core I taught your family to make yesterday is done well, your family will make a lot of money. Then you should have no problem eating meat once every three to five days."

After washing the lunch box and chopsticks, Fang Guihua suggested going to the dormitory and sitting down.

Wang Jiankun didn't want to go. The dormitory was crowded, he didn't live there, and he wasn't familiar with the people there. He said, "You go ahead. I'll go to the classroom first."

They separated at the dormitory door and Wang Jiankun walked towards the classroom alone.

During the morning math and physics classes, Wang Jiankun was thinking about the radio station.

I had been planning to go to the post office at noon today to ask how to apply for registration, but since I have already agreed to teach the squad leader how to ride a motorcycle, I will have to postpone it.

There were several reasons why Wang Jiankun agreed to the squad leader's request so readily last night.

The first is that the head teacher designated Wu Xiaoyi as the class monitor, probably because his family has some background. Wu Xiaoyi was only ranked eighth when he entered school, and several students before him were not appointed as the class monitor. So he must have a complicated background.

The second is that the two senior thugs last night were actually afraid of him, which means that the two thugs knew his name. It would make sense if the class monitor was also a thug, but he was admitted eighth in the exam and he attends classes as usual, so he should not be a gangster, which shows that he has a background and connections.

The third thing is that he actually rides a bicycle to school. The bicycles in the bicycle shed are generally owned by school leaders and senior teachers. Young teachers walk to and from get off work or live in the newly built classroom dormitories next to the cafeteria. The fact that he can ride a bicycle to and from school shows that his family is rich or powerful.

The above three points prompted Wang Jiankun to agree readily, and he also agreed to lend him a motorcycle.

After all, I had left the production team and had no help from the county town. If the squad leader had not stood up last night, I would have had to use force.

Although he has superpowers and can easily deal with several people with the help of his superpowers, using force is the lowest option.

Moreover, it is difficult to get rid of these sticky things by force, and the trouble will be endless.

If I can get along well with the squad leader, I can at least help him ward off some low-level troubles, even if I can't leverage his power to do anything.

In the four classes in the morning, Wang Jiankun designed the modulation part of the shortwave radio station, and the drawings would be drawn in the afternoon or evening self-study.

As soon as the bell for the fourth class rang, the class monitor ran over to find him.

Normally, the class monitor is very steady and methodical when presiding over class meetings and managing evening self-study discipline. I didn't expect that he would be so anxious when he encountered something he liked.

Wang Jiankun asked Fang Guihua to go to the parking shed with the squad leader to get the bicycles, and then go to a newly opened restaurant near Dongmen Bridge to have dinner.

The squad leader must have discussed it with the restaurant owner in advance, because not long after the three of them arrived, three dishes and one soup were served.

There are stir-fried pork belly with green and red peppers, braised fish fillets, stir-fried beans, and loofah and egg soup.

When the monitor saw the food coming, he said, "Eat quickly. After we finish eating, we will go to your place to learn how to drive."

Wang Jiankun nodded without saying anything and started eating.

The restaurant owner is a good cook. The three of us finished all the dishes and finally soaked the rice in the loofah soup. They even ordered a second bowl of rice.

After finishing the meal, the squad leader did not pay the bill. After walking out of the door, he explained: "I have already paid for the meal order this morning. Is the food in this restaurant okay?"

"It's delicious. It must have been cooked properly, otherwise it wouldn't be so good."

"He worked in the county government cafeteria and has been learning the craft from his master for 10 years. But his master can only work for a few more years, and he can't get promoted. Aren't things becoming more open now? My brother showed him a way out and he started out on his own."

"Oh, then your brother has a good relationship with the boss. Even though he can't get promoted, it's still a stable job."

"My brother and he have been friends since they were young. He has many children now, and his salary is so low. He had no choice but to endure it before. Now he can come out and earn more, isn't it good?"

"That's right, a tree that doesn't move will die, and people who move will live. Now with reform and opening up, it's better to make money than to be hungry and poor!"

The two chatted all the way about the topic of the boss going out on his own.

Wang Jiankun found that the squad leader was quite knowledgeable about national policies and social conditions, and he became more and more certain that he must be the son of a senior leader. When they arrived at the yard rented by Wang Jiankun, the squad leader said with emotion: "Jiankun, you are quite good at finding a place. It is quiet in a busy place and you can also run a waste recycling station."

"You're lucky to have found this place. Come in. I'll teach you how to ride a motorcycle. Let Fang Guihua hold the bicycle for you to practice."

At this time, Ye Wei had already finished his meal and was eating. Seeing Wang Jiankun coming back, he called out, "Boss, do you want to eat something together?"

"No, we've already eaten, you can eat by yourself, these two are my classmates, they're here to learn how to ride a bike."

"Okay, I'll go inside and eat."

I wanted to tell him not to move things around, but thinking that riding a bike would smell like gasoline and bring up dust, I didn't stop him.

"This is the man I hired to manage this waste recycling station. He retired from the army last year and has a disabled leg. I saw that he sells bamboo products every day to make a living, so I asked him to do some easy work here."

"You are quite thoughtful. Was he injured in the southern battlefield? I wonder if my brother knows him."

"Your brother is also on the battlefield in the south?"

"Yes, he also came back at the end of last year. He stayed in the tunnels there for more than a year. I heard he killed several people. He came back last year with a third-class merit and transferred to the county armed forces department."

"My uncle went there too. He left two years ago. He hasn't come back yet and I don't know how he's doing."

"No news is good news. The troops over there usually keep their location secret. But it's been so long, they should be rotated out soon."

"Rotation? How do you mean?"

"I also heard from my brother that the country will send troops from various military regions to rotate there to test the combat effectiveness of each unit. Those with strong combat effectiveness will be retained, while those with weak combat effectiveness will be dismissed and merged."

"Then why has my uncle been gone for so long? It's been more than 2 years."

"I don't know. Maybe your uncle's unit is very good at fighting or has other missions. I don't know."

The two chatted for a few minutes and exchanged some of their background information tacitly.

After the motorcycle was lifted out, Wang Jiankun first demonstrated how to use the clutch, brake, and shifting gears, and then asked the squad leader to practice on the spot.

After practicing for more than 10 minutes, seeing that the squad leader was able to start the car and shift gears skillfully, and then slow down and downshift skillfully, Wang Jiankun asked him to put away his hind legs and circle in the yard in first gear at a low speed.

This is to let him adapt to the center of gravity of the motorcycle. Although he can ride a bicycle, a motorcycle is much heavier than a bicycle. If he doesn't practice until he becomes proficient, he may overturn when the speed increases.

1挡练习5分钟后让他挂2挡再练习5分钟，速度也提到了30码左右。

While the squad leader was practicing on a motorcycle, Wang Jiankun also taught Fang Guihua how to ride a bicycle. He asked him to first practice pedaling a small half circle on one side and practice how to keep balance while the bike was moving forward.

After the squad leader has become proficient in riding and can shift gears without lag, let him ride back and forth on Shuxiang Road at a maximum speed of 3 mph in third gear.

The sun was still a little hot at noon, so I took off my coat and watched the two people riding their bikes under the shade of the tree.

Seeing how the squad leader can’t let it go, I have to consider buying another motorcycle.

I looked at the time and saw that there were only 15 minutes left before the afternoon class, so I called the two men to stop and asked the monitor to park the motorcycle inside the house.

After parking, the monitor also parked his bicycle and said he would come back to study after school in the afternoon.

Seeing his enthusiasm, Fang Guihua gradually became quite good at riding a bicycle, so he said, "Then come back to practice after school this afternoon. Let's go, the afternoon class is about to start."

The afternoon classes were chemistry and history. In the chemistry class, Wang Jiankun did not draw any pictures, but instead perfected the modulation system of the shortwave radio station in his mind.

In history class, I watched the teacher reading from the textbook on the podium, so I used the textbook as a cover and started drawing pictures on the table.

After all, this radio station needs to be registered, so it has to use components that can be purchased or sourced domestically, mainly some diodes, triodes, capacitors and resistors, small transformers, inverters, etc.

Yu Zirun found him drawing some incomprehensible pictures and realized that he was doing some radio research again.

He kept his eyes on the teacher, afraid that the teacher would walk down from the podium or find out that Wang Jiankun was not paying attention in class.

In fact, there is no need to worry at all. Wang Jiankun can already do two things at once. The teacher's atomic composition is projected in his mind. Wang Jiankun can know in time whether the teacher is paying attention to this side or going this way.

It took me two class periods to draw the picture and put it in my pocket to take back to my residence.

After class, the class monitor called me out to eat and then learn how to drive. I practiced until dark and had to attend evening self-study classes.

The three of them went to school through the back door.

On the way, Wang Jiankun said to the squad leader, "Come here again tomorrow at noon to practice high-speed driving. No problem. You can ride this bike from Monday to Friday. Let Fang Guihua and I ride your bike. You have to return it to me on Saturday and Sunday. I have things to do. Is this arrangement good enough for you?"

"That's very nice. I'm the one who fills the gasoline and engine oil."

"Try not to ride faster than 50 mph at night. The roads in our county are not good and there are few street lights. If you ride too fast, you may not be able to react in time. I can't afford to be in trouble if something happens."

"I promise you I won't go more than 50 yards at night. I'm going to die too, haha!"

When they went to the classroom for evening self-study, Yu Zirun asked, "Why are you so close to Wu Xiaoyi? Did you know each other before?"

"I don't know him. He helped me last night, so today I helped him realize his dream of speeding. So, isn't it good to have a good relationship with him?"

"His father is the second-in-command of our county. He is not a bully and has a strong sense of justice. It would be good for you to have a good relationship with him."

"Hey, how did you know? Aren't you from Guangfeng? How do you know him?"

"I came here early during the summer vacation to adapt. My dad took me to a party and met him."

"Oh? Then what does your father do? He actually knows the second-in-command of the county."

"Hmph, it's okay to tell you. My dad was transferred here not long ago to be in charge of publicity. You can't bully me, otherwise my dad will make you suffer."

"I dare not bully a little princess like you, or I'm afraid my life will be in danger, haha!"

After learning about some of the government's personnel relations from his deskmate and also finding out that his deskmate's father was in charge of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau and the county radio station, Wang Jiankun felt that his application to register a shortwave radio station should be a sure thing.

I used the three evening self-study periods to draw the drawings of the amplification system and asked Tomoko to help check them. After confirming that there were no problems, I put them in my schoolbag and took them home after class.

As soon as the evening self-study get out of class was over, Wang Jiankun ran away, fearing that the class monitor would pester him to ride a motorcycle again.

After arriving home, I checked today's recycling, picked out some iron, copper and paper, and used my super powers to copy a shortwave radio.

Wang Jiankun set the FM switch of this shortwave radio to only three positions, corresponding to ABC, BBC and Central Broadcasting. He will take it to school for his English teacher tomorrow.

During evening study, Teacher Liu found Wang Jiankun and asked him if he had brought the radio back.

To be honest, Wang Jiankun forgot, but that's not the case. He said that he got it when he went home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but forgot to bring it to school. He would bring it to the school during morning self-study tomorrow, so he had to make a castrated version quickly tonight.

After getting the radio fixed, Wang Jiankun listened to the broadcast while checking the information on the text machine.

My father sent two shipments. One was sent from Raozhou at noon, which contained 1.5 lighters for Cheng Yong. Wang Liping went along with the shipment.

I sent it from home at around 8 o'clock in the evening, to report that I was safe and that the payment for the goods had been given to my mother.

Wang Jiankun replied that he had received the message and asked him to teach Wang Liping as soon as possible so as to share the pressure.

The mother also received two text messages. One was from her younger sister, who saw the message she received last night. She said she would study hard and asked Wang Jiankun not to forget to buy snacks.

The other message was from my mother, who said that we had more than 10 yuan in cash at home, and seeing that sales would increase in the future, we had to find a way to buy a safe to store the money.

Wang Jiankun replied that he would find a way to deal with the safe issue in a while, and first ask a carpenter to make a sturdier cabinet for use.

Cheng Yong and Cheng Xing both sent greeting messages, and Wang Jiankun replied that he was doing well.

Having a mobile communication system is indeed much more convenient. Sending texts is so timely and easy to use. Wouldn't it be great if we could also make phone calls?

However, the amount of information in the call is too large and it is easy to be discovered. I cannot explain the origin of this device at the moment, so I will just use it for now. The problem of information transmission has been solved.

Once we have opened up channels for introducing technology from abroad and upgraded and transformed it based on that technology, we can then promote it publicly and even seek official cooperation.

(End of this chapter)