A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 231 A mere boy, not worth discussing anything with.

Blue Star Oil Depot

After the Second Industrial Revolution, oil became the most important energy source on Earth. This region, which accounts for only 10% of the world's land area and spans 15 million square kilometers, holds 61.5% of Earth's oil reserves.

This is also the reason why it got its name from the Blue Star Oil Depot.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

A region that possesses such vast and vital resources but lacks the corresponding military strength is destined to become a pawn of great powers, manipulated at will.

"Village Chief, there's been a lot of activity in Squid Village lately, something might be going wrong. We need to prepare as soon as possible!"

In the Persian village office, Prime Minister Zafar said with deep concern.

"Call Mona over and tell him to go to China immediately to discuss a business deal with them."

Although the village chief was a relatively moderate reformist, he understood the current situation.

He naturally didn't want to fight, but he couldn't wait until someone attacked him and he only had a fire poker to use.

As a large village with oil depots, they are naturally not short of money. Even if they are short of money, they can use the oil depots to exchange for resources. What they like most is, of course, rice. Unfortunately, the squid village is backed by rice, so they can only look for another entity that can rival rice.

……

In the capital, Zhang Qingyuan met with Mo Nei, attaching great importance to the business deal that Mo Nei had come to discuss.

This deal is not only significant because it will greatly increase China's oil reserves, but also because of its crucial strategic importance.

As a major industrial nation, China has pitifully small oil reserves and needs to import more than 5 million tons of oil every year. Of this, 20% comes from China, 15% from the United States, and the rest from countries like Persia. Due to special circumstances, these countries cannot sell oil directly to China, but they indirectly provide a large amount of oil to China.

Although the goose is still an ally, once the oil depot region's supply is completely cut off, this ally will likely become despicable; a person cannot walk on one leg.

Therefore, China could not stand by and watch the squid completely control the oil depot region. The toy trade with Persia could be considered a win-win situation.

After three days of meetings, the two sides reached an agreement on a toy order worth up to $100 billion, of which twenty fifth-generation fighter jets, the Qingluan-20, are of paramount importance.

The Persian village is also ambitious. If they can fully absorb these twenty Qingluan-20s, they will almost completely control the airspace in the oil depot area. Combined with the other toys in this order, they will not be afraid even if there is rice behind the squid.

Rice is nearly 12,000 kilometers away from squid, while China is only 2,200 kilometers away from Persia. With a supply line six times longer, if rice dared to venture into the oil depot region, it would be worn down and killed just as quickly.

China is also happy to see this happen. Although the sixth-generation fighter jet has only just been put into service, with China's industrial strength, producing twenty fifth-generation fighter jets at once will not weaken its own strength. If needed, if it is fully armed, this order can even be completed within three months.

Everyone was overjoyed, and on the fourth day, Mona returned with good news.

However, they had only just returned to the Persian village.

He then met a French merchant named Alexandre who spoke with a rolled lisp.

Alexander showed them a video showing the Blue Phoenix-20 suddenly shaking violently during its return flight.

After watching the video, Alexander looked smugly at the village chief, "China's Qingluan-20 has serious combustion vibration and thermal congestion problems in its engine. We heard that you recently reached a toy order with China. I think you should all think twice!"

The village chief frowned. Only he, Zafar, Monnet, and a few others knew about the trip to China to buy toys. How did this French businessman arrive so quickly?

Judging from the timing of their arrival, it's likely that they knew about the deal as soon as it was finalized, and even knew the details of the transaction so clearly.

However, looking around, he saw that these people were all key figures in Persia's government. What could he do?
The village chief sighed inwardly. He knew that the village had long been infiltrated by various parties and was now riddled with holes. He felt helpless.

But the French businessman was right. China's Qingluan-20 did seem to have a problem. He knew that the problem was definitely not as serious as the other party said, and other fifth-generation fighters might also have the same problem. But since the problem had been discovered, it had to be taken seriously.

"So, what are your thoughts, sir?"

Alexander grinned smugly. "We've just developed a fifth-generation fighter jet. Why don't you consider it, Village Chief?"

"Oh?"

The village chief let out a soft exclamation; he remembered that France didn't have fifth-generation fighter jets.

"Every family has some hidden skills they've got up their sleeves for."

Alexander chuckled and said, "These are the parameters of our Rafale-101. If you have any questions, you can send someone over for a test drive right now."

The village chief looked at Mo Nei. Of course, he didn't understand the specific parameters; this was something Mo Nei had to handle.

A dozen minutes later, Monai nodded to the village chief.

What is the price?

Clearly, the village chief became interested. Generally speaking, although selling toys can be profitable, people don't usually sell their most advanced toys, but rather the next generation of toys. This is why they were able to reach an agreement with China on the Qingluan-20, since China already has the sixth-generation fighter jet, the Zhuque-36.

Although he didn't quite understand why the other party was willing to sell their most advanced toys, he thought there might be an opportunity.

"$1.5 million per aircraft!"

Alexander said smugly that the price was close to the construction cost. The main reason they snatched the deal was that oil from Canada hadn't been coming in for the past few years, and oil prices had skyrocketed to an alarming level, making it impossible for many people to even afford heating in the winter.

The village chief looked at Mo Nei.

Mo shook his head vigorously.

"China's offer is $1 million."

Mona didn't bother to hide any secrets, only feeling that the other party's offer was too outrageous.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Alexander's eyes widened. Persia had indeed infiltrated them thoroughly, but they knew very little about China. They genuinely didn't know that the Chinese Qingluan-20 only cost $1 million; otherwise, he might not have had the confidence to come.

"I see!"

Suddenly, his gaze hardened again as he looked at the village chief and said with certainty, "Doesn't this further prove that there's a problem with their engine?"

That makes sense, but, "Let's think about it some more."

The village chief pondered for a long time but did not make a decision on the spot.

……

In the capital, the leader of the War Hall frowned as he looked at the intelligence report handed to him by his subordinate.

The events that just happened in the Persian village have already reached the capital.

Persia is now a complete sieve, and China is naturally one of the sieve-makers.

"Contact the heads of Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group and Shenyang Aircraft Corporation, and we will hold a video conference immediately."

Zhang Qingyuan was deeply worried. This business deal was of great importance, a crucial event that could directly affect the fate of the nation, and he had to ensure that nothing went wrong!
……

Chengdu Aircraft Industry Research Institute, Power System Research Institute

He Guowei carried a stack of printed papers into Chen Hui's office. "Xiao Chen, this is the 'scaled freezing method' that I've been working on for five years. We've solved the combustion oscillation problem in scramjet!"

"Little Chen?" Chen Hui looked at Academician He, somewhat amused. He remembered that when they first met, he was still Professor Chen.

However, if the other party has indeed solved the combustion vibration problem, then calling him Xiao Chen wouldn't be a problem.

He took the printed paper and began to study it carefully.

The title on the first page of the printout, written in red pen, reads: "Simplification Scheme for Multiscale Fluid Models: Freezing the Dominant Scale and Ignoring Cross-Scale Coupling."

Academician He is a leading figure in the field of hypersonic vehicles and has led the pre-research of three generations of scramjet engines.

His model is based on a core assumption: in hypersonic flow, physical processes at different scales, such as shock waves, boundary layers, and combustion, can be regarded as independent modules. By "freezing" the dominant scale, calculating the shock wave first, then nesting the boundary layer, and finally superimposing the combustion, the multi-scale coupling effect can be approximated.

“Look,” he pointed to the diagram with a laser pointer, “the characteristic length of the shock wave scale is on the millimeter scale, the boundary layer separation is on the centimeter scale, and the combustion reaction is on the micrometer scale. Traditional models attempt to capture these three scales simultaneously using the same set of grids, which not only results in an explosion of computational costs, but also leads to a combustion oscillation prediction error of up to 40% because energy transfer between scales is ignored.”

He Guowei delivered a passionate speech, turning to the second page, which displayed a simplified model drawn using MATLAB. The shock wave was simulated using the RANS equation, the boundary layer was treated using LES, and the combustion zone used a pre-generated chemical reaction table.

"I broke the calculation into three independent modules, solved them separately, and then 'pieced' them together."

For example, first calculate the shock wave location, then use the shock wave's pressure gradient to drive boundary layer separation, and finally use the turbulent fluctuations of the boundary layer as the disturbance input for the combustion zone—this can reduce the computational load by 70% while still ensuring the prediction accuracy of key parameters!

"Wait, you've frozen the millimeter-scale characteristics of the shock wave here, so how do you handle its dynamic interaction with the boundary layer?"

Chen Hui's pupils contracted slightly. He remembered a paper he had seen in Advances in Fluid Mechanics some time ago, which stated that the coupling between unsteady shock waves and the boundary layer would produce "shock-boundary layer feedback." This cross-scale energy transfer would cause the vortex size in the boundary layer separation zone to change at the millisecond level, and this change would directly affect the fuel mixing efficiency in the combustion zone.

Academician Zhang's model is like using a still photograph to replace a moving film; it may be applicable in some situations, but it certainly cannot achieve truly accurate predictions.

“Look,” He Guowei didn’t answer Chen Hui’s question, but turned to the next page and pointed to the curve, “the oscillation period is 0.4 seconds, which is almost consistent with the 0.38 seconds predicted by my model!”

He Guowei looked at Chen Hui smugly, "What you're talking about are details. The model has already captured the main features. Look at the location of the thermal congestion. The model predicts it to be at x=850mm, and the experiment shows it to be at 848mm—the error is within the allowable range!"

"We are very close to success!"

"How about joining my team? If we work together, we're sure to solve this problem in the shortest amount of time."

Chen Hui shook his head, "I still stand by my point of view!"

"Why can't you understand? This isn't the time to argue based on personal feelings!"

He Guowei looked heartbroken and distressed. "Don't you understand what's going on now?"

"If we can resolve this issue soon, China will gain a tremendous advantage!"

"If you agree to join my team, I can give up my position as the person in charge and let you be the commander-in-chief. I'll do the work for you, and you'll get the credit!"

Chen Hui shook his head again.

Yesterday, the person in charge of Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group and the chief engineer both spoke with him and revealed some of the current situation. He knew, of course, that the situation was critical and that if they could resolve the issue as soon as possible, China would be on the fast track of development.

But if you go in the wrong direction, no matter how hard you try, you won't get the right result.

"You brat, you're not worth discussing things with!"

He Guowei left in anger. After receiving that news, he no longer had any selfish thoughts. He never expected that Chen Hui would still be unwilling to cooperate with him under such circumstances, which truly made him heartbroken.

……

Alexander visited the Persian village once again.

“Village Chief, $1.3 million is the limit we can concede. If you still don’t agree, we’ll have no choice but to give up.”

"You'd rather give up the superior performance of the Razor Wind for thirty million dollars and choose the Azure Phoenix. If something goes wrong on the battlefield, the losses won't be compensated by thirty million. You need to think this through."

The village chief remained silent.

According to pilot test flights, the Blue Phoenix's performance is superior to the Rafale's. However, France is a long-established engine powerhouse. Although it has declined recently, its heritage remains. The Rafale may indeed be more stable than the Blue Phoenix.

For flying toys, it's not just about extreme performance; safety and stability are actually more important considerations.

But the price of the Rafale still made them hesitate.

What made them even more hesitant was that China had not reacted at all these days. Even when they deliberately revealed some of the details of their negotiations with France in an attempt to lower the price, China still insisted on the original price.

This made them somewhat unsure of what to do. Why was China so confident and fearless?

Furthermore, their other toys are also sourced from China, so overall, choosing China is more reliable.

The negotiations ended inconclusively once again.

Alexander walked out of the Persian village, his brow furrowed.

He really couldn't understand how China managed to drive down the price of fifth-generation fighter jets. The price of $1 million was cheaper than their own production cost. Was China really that rich and powerful?
They originally intended to steal the prize, but unexpectedly, they appeared to be incompetent and exposed their weaknesses.

"Hello, I'm Tom, an agent from S.H.I.E.L.D."

A voice interrupted Alexander's thoughts. He looked up and saw a burly man wearing sunglasses.

"I think we might be able to talk."

Tom smiled and said with a slight upturn of his lips.

"I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Alexander didn't want to get involved with these guys, so he bypassed Tom and continued walking towards his residence.

Tom stepped to the left, continuing to block Alexander's path. "We can provide what you want!"

Alexander looked at Tom, somewhat hesitantly, "What ideas do you have?"

"Price reduction!"

Tom said matter-of-factly.

Alexander scoffed, "This is already the lowest price we can accept; we can't lower it any further."

"If you don't lower the price, we'll increase the cost of goods."

Tom was emboldened.

"you……"

A flash of anger crossed Alexander's face, but he quickly calmed down. He realized that the other party was probably not there to discuss things with him, but rather to give him a notification.

But he still couldn't understand, "Why did you do this?"

"Because we feel that the Persians are less of a threat by using your gusts of wind than by using the blue phoenix."

Kill people and kill your heart.

Alexander felt a surge of blood rush to his head, his face flushed red, but he couldn't refute it.

(End of this chapter)