The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 352 Blizzard Strikes the City, Labor Team Launches Assault

Negotiations with BASF ended shortly afterward in 1980.

With a heavy snowfall, 1981 arrived.

The snowfall on New Year's Day was quite heavy.

As the New Year's bells were still ringing in our ears, snowflakes began to fall with a soft patter.

This time, it wasn't the fine, lingering snowflakes of last winter, but a real, heavy snowfall.

Snowflakes, as large as mats, fluttered down from the thick, leaden-gray clouds, quietly covering everything in the city and countryside.

The snow was not only heavy but also long-lasting, lasting for two whole days and two nights.

Heavy snow made transportation inconvenient, but fortunately, the country stipulated that New Year's Day would be a holiday, so the workers did not have to go to work in the snow.

Qian Jin heard that the farmers were busy working in the snow.

This is an appeal issued by agricultural units in various districts and counties to the grassroots level of communes.

They were terrified by the insect plague and drought this year, so when the heavy snow came, they called on the farmers to take precautions and brave the snow to push the snow from the roads into their own farmland with wheelbarrows.

Heavy snow can freeze insect eggs, and when the snow melts, it can be used to irrigate farmland, killing two birds with one stone.

However, their appeals turned out to be somewhat unnecessary, because the snowfall was so heavy that there was no need for artificial snow accumulation on the farmland, as the natural snow cover was thick enough.

The farmers worked hard in the snow, but it was all for nothing!
In comparison, city dwellers are more comfortable. Later, seeing that the snow was falling heavily, many factories in the coastal city adjusted their Sunday rest days to avoid the snow, closing on New Year's Day and Friday the 2nd.

The snow fell for exactly two days.

The weather cleared up starting on the 3rd.

Qian Jin stood on the balcony and looked out. The whole world seemed to have been enchanted, turning into a boundless, pure, and flawless white kingdom.

Another snowstorm has struck!

Seeing that the sky had cleared up, Ma Hongxia quickly wanted to hang up the clothes. She looked outside and muttered, "This weather is really messing with us. There was no snow last winter, but this winter the snow is so heavy that it's impossible to move."

Qian Jin said, "Sister-in-law, you don't need to come over if the weather is bad in the future."

Ma Hongxia laughed and said, "What's wrong with that? Snow doesn't hurt people, it's not like it's raining knives or kerosene."

She added with a sigh, "I still want to go out for a walk. We never get this much snow in my hometown."

The Chen brothers, Aiguo and Jianguo, finally had a chance to show off:

"Hey, is this snow heavy? No, it's not."

"In my forest farm, humph, the real heavy snow comes in winter. It can block the door of my wooden house. If a child stands inside, he'll be submerged!"

Xiao Tangyuan and her group were completely taken aback.

However, the snow accumulation in the coastal city this time was quite astonishing.

On the street, snow piled up under the eaves of low, flat houses, forming steep slopes.

The holly trees by the roadside were bent over, revealing only a sliver of their stubborn, dark green tips.

Some branches were broken by the weight of the trees and fell onto sidewalks and roads, obstructing traffic.

In the deepest shady spots and alley corners, the snow could even reach above an adult's thighs. Bicycles and tricycles parked in these places had long since disappeared, leaving only small mounds on the snow.

Early in the morning, people came out of the streets and alleys.

When an adult stomps down, it makes a "plop" sound, and the water level is at least up to a person's knees.

The icy snowflakes seeped into my cotton shoes, and the biting cold went straight to the soles of my feet.

Wow! What a heavy snowfall!

"God is really messing things up. It must be the last time we've seen snow in decades. Last year's drought was also the last time we'd seen snow in twenty years. This year's snow must be the last time we've seen snow in at least twenty years."

"Auspicious snow! Auspicious snow! Auspicious snow foretells a bumper harvest, a good omen!"

Early risers were bundled up in thick cotton-padded coats, cotton military caps or woolen old man hats, and scarves, covering their entire bodies, wishing only their eyes were showing.

Each household sweeps the snow in front of their own door, while the neighborhood committee organizes a task force and enthusiastic residents to sweep the snow together.

Qian Jin changed into a cotton coat and cotton boots and went downstairs; he had a busy day ahead.

Today is Saturday. Their company has very good benefits, just like the foreign trade office of the supply and marketing cooperative and the foreign affairs office of the city, they all have weekends off.

But today the labor task force will definitely be carrying out a city-wide snow removal campaign, so as the chief captain, he will certainly have a lot to do.

Of course, he wasn't worried that the commandos would slack off or not do their jobs properly.

Actually, he led the team quite well. First, he had influence among young people. The commando team was organized by him according to the city government's instructions, and the commando members were all convinced and willing to follow him.

Secondly, he not only had the ability to rally people, but he also actually shared the spoils and benefits with the assault team members.

He had only been the team leader for a short time, but he had already properly solved the employment problems of hundreds of people.

Furthermore, the labor shock brigades also receive welfare benefits on a regular basis.

Take this snow removal as an example.

It snowed heavily on New Year's Day, and he knew that the emergency response team would be shoveling snow, so he prepared warm, thick, mid-top rain boots for them.

These shoes have a rubber sole that is slip-resistant and wear-resistant. The entire shoe is made of PVC material, and the lining is comfortable and breathable, so they won't make you tired even after wearing them for a long time. They are a good product.

Most importantly, it has thick cotton fleece inside. When you wear it while shoveling snow, you won't slip and you can keep warm and your feet from getting cold.

In this way, he has the appeal to his subordinates and can also bring them tangible benefits, so the commandos will follow him wholeheartedly.

Of course, there are some people who are unwilling to work with him.

Qian Jin didn't care at all.

Who doesn't have a few bedbugs in their corners?
If it's not discovered, it'll just stay that way; but once it is, it will definitely be kicked out of the assault team.

Anyway, they're not a public institution or a state-owned enterprise, so the team leader can dismiss any members. It's no use complaining to the neighborhood committee or to governments at all levels!
Qian Jin's priority today is to mobilize troops to shovel snow, but it won't be that easy; he first needs to clear a path for his own property.

There are two households living in this building. The ground floor is occupied by an elderly couple who are retired cadres, so he is responsible for shoveling snow in front of their door.

Qian Jin and the BOSS led a group of little monsters. He carried an iron shovel in front, while a group of teenagers and little kids followed behind, carrying brooms, stove shovels and other such tools, making a fuss.

The area with the cadre housing is small and sparsely populated, making it quite comfortable to live in. However, it would be uncomfortable to actually do the work yourself.

Qian Jin shoveled snow in front, while the younger children helped and cheered him on from behind.

The main activity was cheering and encouraging.

The atmosphere was quite lively, but the weather was very cold.

It's truly a case of extremes.

The environment was quite nice, with a crisp, sweet scent of snow in the air. For Qian Jin, who used to always smell the dry earth during the drought, this was a pleasant experience.

However, as the snow was shoveled away and households came out to empty the ashes from their stoves, a faint smell of coal smoke filled the air again.

Qian Jin cleared a path through the snow and went to the commando office in the tenement building. Now those two rooms are almost empty.

The city government approved an old building for them to use as the office building for the city's labor commando team, and the commando team is about to upgrade its equipment.

He made a phone call from inside the tenement building, issuing a notice to the city's emergency response teams to suspend work and collectively clear snow.

In fact, the number of members in the emergency response team did not play a significant role in this blizzard. However, the citizens did not have a particularly urgent need for snow removal, because snow and water are considered equivalent. For the citizens who had just recovered from the drought, such a heavy snowfall was quite welcome.

Especially for those citizens who don't have to wade through snow to get to work, this overwhelming snowfall is not a nuisance, but a precious gift from heaven.

It is an auspicious omen that nourishes the parched land and foretells favorable weather in the coming year.

The city's labor commando teams were mobilized. The Taishan Road Labor Commando Team has now been renamed the Taishan Road Labor Commando Squad, and there is a district-level brigade above it.

As a star team among the city's labor task forces, the team on Taishan Road is proactive in everything they do.

A little after 7:30 a.m., the snow on the main road of Taishan Road had been almost completely cleared thanks to the hard work of the emergency response team.

The black asphalt road surface reappeared, forming a stark contrast with the snow walls piled up on both sides.

But this is just the tip of the iceberg.

The side streets near Taishan Road and even the alleys of the entire coastal city are still covered with thick snow. Under the influence of this blizzard, urban traffic is inevitably paralyzed.

The sun rose, and the city awoke, but the awakening was exceptionally difficult.

On the streets, there are more and more office workers.

The workers can no longer ride their bikes to work because there is snow everywhere. Even after the snow is cleared, there is still a thin layer of ice, making the roads too slippery and dangerous to ride bikes.

Some, defiant of the odds, set off on their bikes, only to end up tumbling over the ground like a gourd.

At several dangerous intersections, people were watching the spectacle with their hands behind their backs.

"Hey, this kid fell down..."

"Whoa, another one fell down..."

"Hey, hurry up and lend a hand, this woman has fallen and can't move..."

The walking procession of workers became a scenic sight.

They wore bulky cotton overcoats and military coats, thick cotton hats, scarves and gloves, with only their eyes and noses showing, looking like moving cotton balls.

These days, people wear all sorts of shoes. Some wear heavy, high-top suede boots, which make a dull "plop" sound when they step on the snow.

Some people wore rubber boots, but the boots were stuffed with thick felt pads, and the uppers and trouser legs were tightly tied together with hemp rope or strips of cloth to prevent snow from getting in.

Some people even wore homemade cotton socks over their cotton shoes, which added an extra layer of warmth, and then tied them securely with rope.

Qian Jin looked at the workers' attire and then down at his own: a warm cotton coat and non-slip shoes. He was out of touch with the masses.

This is not good.

We must actively align ourselves with the masses.

So he decided to go find the assault team members, because it was hard to say what they were wearing, but they were all wearing non-slip, warm rain boots.

The blizzard had a more severe impact on urban public transportation. These days, there aren't many cars or SUVs; the city mainly relies on buses.

Unfortunately, there is a steep slope on the road to Mount Tai, which is usually difficult for oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages to climb.

This has even given rise to a new profession: cart pusher.

The cart pushers were all poor children from the neighborhood; a group of teenagers were pushing carts here.

If you push a horse-drawn cart up there, the driver will give you a penny or two.

Today's heavy snowfall has prevented animal-drawn carts from entering the city from rural areas, leaving only public buses.

Then the buses couldn't climb the hill in the heavy snow.

As Qian Jin passed by, he encountered a red and white "Yellow River" brand articulated bus—this bus has a nickname in Haibin City because of its large size.

Once the main road reached the slope, it resembled a giant beast stuck in the mud, emitting a dull but futile roar not far from the snow removal point on Taishan Road.

The snow on the slope hadn't been cleared; it had been trampled and crushed into a layer of slush by people and vehicles.

The wheels spun wildly in the slush, kicking up plumes of snow, while thick black exhaust fumes spewed from the exhaust pipe, condensing into white smoke in the cold air, yet the wheels could not move forward an inch.

The driver floored the accelerator and finally climbed a gentle slope, but the vehicle tilted slightly, and the massive car swayed precariously on the slope.

"It's no use, the ride is too slippery, we can't get on!" The ticket seller leaned out of the window to look out, then turned back and shouted anxiously, "Passengers! Please get off and help us push, otherwise we won't be able to move!"

Upon seeing this, Qian Jin immediately went to help push the cart, and at the same time, the front and rear doors opened with a "whoosh".

Passengers, men and women, young and old, bundled up tightly, helplessly jumped off the train.

Everyone complained but had to obediently push the cart, otherwise, just as the ticket seller said, no one would be allowed to leave.

Someone saw Qian Jin and immediately recognized him: "Hey, Chief Qian, you're really something! You're there wherever there's a need."

Qian Jin nodded in greeting and called out:
"Come on, comrades, listen to my command! Let's not waste our energy by exerting force blindly. Listen to my command—one! two! three! Push!"

"One! Two! Three! Push...!"

"Hey yo! Hey yo!"

Dozens of people chanted in unison, and the bus, panting heavily, successfully climbed to the top of the hill.

Many people came up and shook hands with Qian Jin, allowing him to experience the thrill of being a celebrity.

The driver and ticket seller greeted each other, and the passengers brushed the snow off their bodies and quickly squeezed back into the cold carriage.

The bus horn blared twice, and the driver rolled down the window and waved towards Qianjin as a gesture of gratitude.

Qian Jin waved his hand and saw a group of people running over.

Xu Weidong ran ahead and shouted, "Hey, Boss Qian? It really is you here! I heard you were pushing the cart here, hurry up and bring the brothers over to help..."

Qian Jin said helplessly, "You guys came at just the right time. I really suspect you've been monitoring me via satellite. I finished my business here, and then you came over."

Xu Weidong said helplessly, "Ask the guys if we came here as soon as we got the news."

Everyone nodded together.

Qian Jin said, "I believe you. This is just a joke, isn't it?" The group was covered in snowflakes, clearly having just come from a snow-clearing site.

These people were wearing non-slip, warm water boots, all black, which made a 'clack-clack' sound when they walked, and they looked quite imposing.

Qian Jin called the neighborhood committees of each street.

The city's labor task force has not yet completed its integration and has limited resources, so the connection between the task force and its various brigades and teams still relies on the neighborhood committees.

The neighborhood committees reported no problems, and their street's labor task force has been mobilized.

After finishing the phone call, Qian Jin said to Pang Gongbing, the chief secretary of the assault team, "Organize a group of female comrades. Find those who are meticulous in their work and do not like to form cliques. Then arrange for them to be inspectors and check on the work of the assault teams in each street."

"Tell them to keep the bus tickets; the money can be reimbursed through the finance department."

Pang Gongbing immediately grabbed his cotton hat and went out to find someone.

There is no need to assign inspectors to Taishan Road.

Qian Jin should go get checked himself.

In fact, there's no need for inspection; his loyal troops are quite conscientious in their work.

Wang Dong has now become an active member of the labor force. He no longer goes to work but leads teams to do work in the neighborhood.

He was tall and strong, wielding an extra-large wooden shovel. Like splitting a mountain, he scooped up the thick snow and threw it onto the snowdrifts by the roadside, making a "plop plop" sound.

Snowflakes rose and drifted through the air, countless ice crystals sparkling in the sunlight.

The male team members followed him, wielding shovels, while Shi Zhentao and Luo Lijuan led a group of female team members, vigorously sweeping away the loosened snow with large bamboo brooms.

Zhu Tao was quite resourceful. He directed several team members to use homemade snowplows, shouting slogans, to work together to push large chunks of snow to the roadside.

Upon seeing this, Qian Jin had a sudden inspiration.

He went to the neighborhood committee and called the transportation company to find his brother-in-law, Chen Shoujiang, and asked Chen Shoujiang to drive a small truck over.

The snow was too heavy, making snow removal work throughout the city very difficult.

Take Taishan Road as an example. Although the assault team members were full of enthusiasm, they made quite slow progress with only manpower, shovels, brooms and simple snowplows in the face of deep snow.

Clearing the snow layer in the middle of the main road, which has become hard and compacted by repeated vehicle traffic, is particularly time-consuming and labor-intensive.

The team members were sweating profusely, their hands and fingers numb from the shovels, but they managed to remove only a limited amount of snow.

And this is just the main road; the snow accumulation is mostly on side roads and smaller paths, and it could take a long time to clear it by manpower alone.

However, Wang Dong is truly a beast in human form.

This guy isn't good with his brain, but he's definitely a master at manual labor.

He set an example by working with great enthusiasm, even in the freezing cold, he was so busy that white smoke was billowing from his head.

Moreover, he had taken off his cotton-padded coat, leaving him only in an old sweater with many frayed edges, and he was sweating profusely.

Qian Jin called out to him, "Captain Wang, this can't go on."

Wang Dong, leaning on his shovel and panting heavily, looked at the endless white Great Wall before him, still full of fighting spirit: "Dare to reach for the moon in the heavens, dare to capture turtles in the five oceans! Well, nothing is impossible for a willing heart, let's do it!"

"Anyway, the snow has stopped. Every time we shovel, there's less snow left. We can regenerate our strength, but the snow can't produce more snow."

"Comrades, let's work harder and try to open up Taishan Road and Wutaishan Road as soon as possible. At noon, we'll meet up with Wutaishan Road and go to the People's Canteen for mutton soup and baked flatbread!"

He waved his hand vigorously, just like the instructors in war movies mobilizing their soldiers to charge.

This tactic worked well, and a group of young commando members were working with great enthusiasm.

Qian Jin laughed heartily and shouted, "Alright, comrades, we should use our best resources where they matter most."

"The snow is too thick, there are too many places to clear, and it's too much work! At this rate, it will take until dark to clear the entire Taishan Road, and you'll have to go out for stew tonight!"

Wang Dong wiped the mixture of sweat and snow water from his face, feeling dissatisfied: "Chief Qian, what's wrong with you? Why were you changed to..."

"Idiot." Xu Weidong mocked him mercilessly. "Boss Qian must have a way to clear the snow, right?"

Wang Dong shoveled snow at him with a wooden shovel, then forgave his rudeness: "What can we do? We'll just have to grit our teeth and get to work with it, using both hands and a shovel."

Qian Jin said, "We'll do it, but we'll specialize in working on compacted ice on the ground. We'll need tools for snow."

“I was wondering if we could use a car to push it? Ordinary cars have flat fronts, so they definitely can’t push snow. But when I was on a business trip abroad, I saw that people in Europe have a kind of snowplow.”

“I’ve never seen it.” Wang Dong shook his head.

"Isn't that obvious?" Xu Weidong was convinced. "Have you ever been abroad? Boss Qian made it perfectly clear that he saw such machines in Europe!"

Wang Dong gave him another shovelful of snow, letting him off the hook once again.

Qian Jin did not try to dissuade him.

The two are a pair of bickering lovers, and outsiders have no say in their relationship.

He smiled and gestured: "When you go to the countryside, you must have seen horse-drawn sleds, right? It's actually very simple, it just has a pointed end to break the snow."

“I called my brother-in-law and asked him to drive over. I also called the training school and asked the carpenters to bring hardwood boards over as soon as possible. You guys go find some angle iron and bolts. We’ll make a ‘broken snowmobile’ based on the shape of a sled!”

"Did you all understand? The principle is very simple: it uses the vehicle's power to 'plow' the snow layer with this sharp corner, splitting the snow to both sides!"

"Is it okay? Don't damage the car?" Zhu Tao said worriedly. "It's a government vehicle. It'll be difficult if it gets damaged. Brother Chen just got his driver's license and became a licensed driver."

Qian Jin said, "It's alright, it won't break. Cars aren't that delicate."

When Chen Shoujiang received the call, he drove his dark green Yuejin NJ130 light truck to the scene. The roads had been blocked by heavy snow for the past two days, and the entire transportation company was closed for the holiday.

After he arrived in his car, he jumped out. Qian Jin noticed that dry grass was sticking out of the upper of his cotton shoes: "What's that?"

"Don't you know the three treasures of Northeast China? Ginseng, deer antler, and Ula grass. Last winter, my brothers from the forest farm sent me a bag of Ula grass by train. But it didn't snow much or get very cold last year, so this treasure was never used." Chen Shoujiang proudly raised his foot to show everyone.

He was afraid that people wouldn't be able to see clearly, so he took off his shoes to show them.

Zhu Tao, who was closest to him, immediately delivered a top-notch lunge.

He hadn't expected to endure this hardship in this freezing weather. Looking at the cotton shoes held up in front of him, all he could manage to do was shout, "Holy crap!"

Chen Shoujiang felt that his reaction was an insult to his hygiene: "It doesn't smell at all. I just changed the grass this morning. You can smell it; it has a pleasant fragrance..."

Zhu Tao said to Qian Jin, "Hurry up and modify his car. Don't worry about its condition, just work it to the bone!"

Chen Shoujiang was taken aback: "Reform what?"

Qian Jin pointed to the front of the small truck and said quickly, "The snow removal work is very difficult today. I've come up with a solution. Brother-in-law, you see, it's too slow to rely on people to shovel snow. We need to use mechanical power."

“We can make a large wedge out of hardwood, fix it to the front of the vehicle, and use the force of the vehicle moving forward to ‘plow’ the snow layer from the middle, push the snow to both sides of the road, and then have our team members sweep it up. Wouldn’t that be simple?”

As he spoke, he squatted down and quickly sketched a map on the snow with his finger:

A huge triangular wedge, with its pointed end facing forward, is fixed to the front bumper of the car.

"Will this... will this work?" Chen Shoujiang looked at the sketch and then at the front of the car, somewhat hesitant.

"Can this piece of wood hold up? Don't weld anything onto it, okay? This car is new. My boss gave me the green light to get it because we're relatives."

Then, with the mentality of "better to die than lose my own," he suggested, "How about we call my master over? We can modify his car."

"Brother Chen, you are truly a filial disciple." Wang Dong laughed heartily.

While they were chatting, the carpenters arrived.

Qian Jin then explained his idea to them, and Uncle Huai nodded calmly after listening: "No problem!"

He was experienced. He touched the hardwood plank he had brought and then tapped the front bumper of the car: "This elm plank is hard enough. As long as it is securely fixed and can withstand the pressure, it will be no problem to push the snow off the road."

"But let's build a sturdy mortise and tenon structure and then tuck it in with large bolts!"

Chen Shoujiang stroked his short beard and said dejectedly, "I have a feeling I'm definitely going to get criticized by my boss today?"

Qian Jin said, "Don't worry, I'll call your leaders and tell them that the city needs your support for snow removal."

"Just you wait, I'll get him to nod, and you definitely won't be held responsible."

Chen Shoujiang was delighted to hear this: "That's great! Call our unit's maintenance department."

Zhou Laonian, a veteran carpenter in the same group, chimed in, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, no responsibility whatsoever. I checked it, the bumper is sturdy. We'll reinforce it with angle iron and weld the wedge base firmly..."

Upon hearing the word "weld," Chen Shoujiang immediately gasped. Lao Nian quickly corrected himself, "No, no need to weld. Just fix it to the bumper, and I guarantee I can handle it!"

Qian Jin clapped his hands vigorously: "Okay, Uncle Huai, Uncle Yan, let's do it your way."

"Wang Dong, take a few men and help them out."

"Is the angle steel okay? Find some sturdy ropes and thick wires to fix the position of the wooden board. Brother-in-law, you work with the carpenter. If the car needs to be moved, move it quickly. We'll modify it on-site."

"I'll call your leader. Today, our labor commando team will join forces with the transportation company to make an appearance."

Chen Shoujiang chuckled: "Don't open your pants, or you'll end up exposing your ass instead of your face."

Shi Zhentao said, "The angle steel is fine. The repair shop definitely has it. I even saw some scrap angle steel a couple of days ago."

Everyone was busy with their own tasks, and the street turned into a temporary modification workshop.

The carpenters who came were all experienced and skilled, and they worked quickly.
"This board will serve as the base. It's olive ebony, a foreign wood, specially prepared by Chief Qian for the training school. Here, place it under the bumper..."

"Make this slope, adjust the angle, make it steeper, so it can break through the snow more easily!"

"Old Li, give me the ink line, the chalk line, and the saw all at once!"

"The hand drill and bolts have arrived. Could you guys take a look and see if these angle irons will do? If not, the repair shop has more..."

Wang Dong, along with several quick-handed team members, followed Lao Nian's instructions and hurriedly lifted the heavy hardwood plank to the front of the vehicle, temporarily securing it in place with thick hemp ropes and wooden sticks.

Old Huai held the ink line, squinted, and precisely flicked ink lines onto the wooden board.

Having determined the main points, they picked up a large woodworking saw and began sawing along the marked lines.

In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere with a "sizzle-sizzle" sound.

"Here, here, and here, we need to drill holes here and here!" Old Huai pointed to several key stress points.

Wang Dong immediately used a hand drill to make holes in the hardwood board with a "creaking" sound.

Chen Shoujiang then moved the vehicle to position the front of it in the most convenient location for construction.

After Qian Jin called back, he discussed the reinforcement details with the old carpenters: "The wedge's sharp corner bears the most force, so we need to use a whole piece of good material. If that doesn't work, we can stack two layers of boards. If we need even better wood, I have to go to my workplace. Our workplace has this kind of foreign hardwood."

"Don't worry, Chief Qian, this piece of old pear wood is sturdy enough. It can plow through snow, let alone dirt. I'll also put an angle iron over the back to make it strong!" Old Nian said confidently.

The cold wind was biting, and the snowflakes rustled as they hit the wooden planks.

But the atmosphere at the scene was incredibly lively.

The carpenters' breath frosted over their eyebrows, and their fingers were red with cold, yet they remained focused on sawing, planing, drilling, and measuring.

The team members worked hard to lift the heavy planks, help secure them in place, and pass them tools and bolts.

Chen Shoujiang would start the car from time to time to adjust the position.

After nearly an hour of intense work, a huge wedge-shaped device made of thick, hardwood planks was finally firmly fixed to the front of the small truck.

Its base is wide and thick, extending forward and gradually narrowing into a sharp snow-breaking blade.

At key joints, thick bolts were used to pass through the hardwood boards and the angle iron base under the bumper, and then tightened with huge nuts.

The angle steel acts like a skeleton, firmly "riveting" the wooden wedges to the front of the vehicle.

The whole device looks rough, bulky, and rudimentary, but Qian Jin tested it and found that the structure was solid and exuded a pragmatic and robust feel.

He explained to everyone, "This is the Soviet industrial style: big, clumsy, but effective!"

"Done!" Wang Dong tightened the last nut with a wrench, straightened up, and wiped the sweat from his brow. "Mr. Qian, how about giving it a try?"

Chen Shoujiang climbed back into the driver's seat and started the engine.

With a deep roar and white smoke billowing from the exhaust pipe, the small truck slowly started moving.

This thing is useless on Taishan Road.

Because Taishan Road is a main road, after being trampled by people and wheels, it has turned into slush, which is not only solid and heavy, but also clings tightly to the ground.

So the truck drove onto a side road that hadn't been swept yet.

The sharp "snow-breaking blade" slowly approached the edge of the thick snow ahead. The vehicle started moving, and the wedge-shaped tip made a slight friction sound as it touched the snow.

Chen Shoujiang steadily controlled the throttle and steering, shifted into first gear, and as the engine speed increased, the wheels began to exert force.

The front end of the wedge-shaped device began to embed into the snow layer. Faced with the enormous thrust, the hard snow crust, like butter being cut by a hot knife, rapidly cracked and rolled to both sides.

The snow that has been plowed away is no longer scattered fragments, but whole chunks.

Large chunks of snow were lifted and compressed, rolling and sliding down the wedge-shaped slope to both sides of the road.

As the car drove past, the road surface began to show some black.

There was still a thin layer of snow on the ground.

Wang Dong grabbed a large broom and swept it with both hands, finally revealing the asphalt road surface!
(End of this chapter)