A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 529 A Very Professional Young Man

Afraid of disrupting their rhythm, Jiang Xia waved from a distance and greeted her grandmother.

The old woman nodded rather reservedly to Jiang Xia, then continued waving the red flag in her hand and shouting slogans for ramming.

You can't stop working. This kind of heavy physical work means that even a slight mishap could result in a twisted back.

However, a young man holding blueprints next to Grandma looked at Jiang Xia curiously.

Not far away, Jiang Dong, holding several red and white bamboo poles, was also jumping high, opening his mouth as if to shout at Jiang Xia.

Before she could utter a sound, Jiang Qiu, who was standing next to her, pinched her mouth shut.

Jiang Xia didn't mind. After nodding to indicate that he had received their joy, he found a big tree, sat down on the root of the tree, and took out the blueprints of the road roller to start searching the information provided by the scanner.

The scanner hesitantly produced a bunch of relevant data. After quickly jotting it down, Jiang Xia chewed on his pencil and began to ponder why the scanner had suddenly gone black.

"Did it crash? Why is it restarting now? The more I look at it, the more it resembles a quantum computer."

"Uh, the data isn't enough. Could it be because of the system crash earlier? Should we try again?"

The audacious Jiang Xia swallowed another handful of hard candy and began his usual self-destructive behavior.

Old Wang, who was standing to the side, saw that a jackhammer was short-handed and was about to roll up his sleeves to help. He was about to tell Xiao Dai Mao when he turned around and saw clouds rising above Jiang Xia's head...

"Brother...you've become an immortal?"

"Eh?"

Jiang Xia snapped out of his daze, quickly exiting the scanner interface and touching the top of his head. He grabbed a handful of snow from his head, holding it in his hand; it seemed about to melt.

"Oh, so snow got on your head. Hey, you big idiot, dry your head, or you'll catch a cold..."

As he spoke, Old Wang took the white towel from his bag and tossed it to Jiang Xia, then pointed to the bustling construction site.

"I'm going to help. You stay here and don't move."

Jiang Xia shook the snow off his hands and touched his forehead. "What did you mean by saying you became an immortal...?"

Old Wang looked at Jiang Xia, suppressing a laugh, and replied, "Maybe I was seeing things. I just saw smoke coming out of your head."

After saying that, she smiled gently and ran towards Grandma Jiang.

Jiang Xia watched as Old Wang went to the young man next to Grandma. The young man was dragging a basket of white powdery substance, scooping it up with a large spoon, and sprinkling it out in a white line.

After walking around for a while, they ran to the other side of the hillside and fiddled with a piece of equipment fixed there. After looking at it for a bit, they gestured to Jiang Qiu and the others to stick the red and white poles they were holding into the ground.

Jiang Dong planted the markers in front, and Jiang Qiu used thin hemp rope to connect the markers together.

Then, the young man ran down again and continued sprinkling white powder.

After going back and forth like this, beads of sweat rolled down the young man's forehead, and he was quite exhausted.

Fortunately, Lao Wang took over his line-drawing work.

However, Jiang Xia noticed that Old Wang saluted the young man.

Hmm? Who is this person? It's rare for Old Wang to show such respect.

After looking at it for a while, Jiang Xia focused his attention back on himself; he still hadn't found the problem with the scanner!

While everyone was busy, Jiang Xia quietly shrank behind the tree, took out a small mirror he made from broken glass from his spatial storage, and re-entered the space where he was building the simulated parts.

While letting the parts assemble, he grabbed a handful of snowflakes from the ground and shoved them onto his forehead.

Then he held up a small mirror to observe the top of his head.

Sure enough, as he intervened in the assembly process of the parts, wisps of steam rose from above his head...

"Oh! Heat dissipation? Cooling? Overheating causing a system crash?"

"Damn it, this system is so unreliable. No wonder I feel so awful, it's using my brain as a liquid cooler!"

fall!

Jiang Xia threw the broken glass on the ground, where it bounced around for a while before landing diagonally in the snow, reflecting the bustling scene opposite.

"Forget it, let's just copy down the data first..."

"Huh? What's this about loose soil, medium-dense soil, what's that again? The road roller is all set up, but why isn't the operating parameters listed..."

Jiang Xia muttered to himself as he wrote down the data from the scanner:

双履带压路机：121吨级，振幅0.8-2.0mm，振动频率15-28Hz，激振力12KN，铰链转向4.5-6m，全轮转向8-12m……

"Tsk, what's the use of this data? Now we know what the steering parameters are for. Over 8 meters, you could fall into the ditch just by turning. Looks like Grandma's little dam won't be needed..."

I touched the top of my head and felt that most of the snow had melted, so I grabbed a handful of new snow and put it on top.

"Hey, if we want to cool down, why not just go for a winter swim in a puddle? Would that improve heat dissipation efficiency?"

Jiang Xia recalled Taoranting Park, where he had met Company Commander Tang. "Hey, when we're building large equipment in the future, we should try going there. Maybe we can even surprise Old Wang a bit."

"The water you dare not enter, I dare to enter! The swims you dare not swim, I dare to swim! Weaklings and such, have nothing to do with me!"

Jiang Xia, finding humor in his predicament, chuckled for a while before turning his attention back to the bustling construction site.

Just then, the young man, wiping away his sweat, ran over to where everyone was ramming the earth and gestured to his grandmother.

Grandma nodded in understanding, and the red flag, which had been waving vigorously, gradually slowed down under her control.

"Boom bang bang..."

After the rams had all fallen, the group of people stopped swinging them and instead pulled the rams aside.

The young man took a small brush and first swept away the loose soil where the tamping hammer had landed. Then, he took a round metal bucket with a guide rod, held it perpendicular to the ground, and pressed it down flat.

At the same time, he gestured to Old Wang, who was holding a wooden hammer, to smash the top of the guide rod until the top of the metal bucket was level with the ground before he called for a stop.

What are they doing? They look so professional.

Jiang Xia squinted, tidied himself up, and headed towards the construction site.

I was just taking a walk when I remembered what Lao Wang had said about not moving around, so I suddenly slowed my pace.

Listening to advice is one of Jiang Xia's few virtues, despite his tendency to court disaster. But looking at the commotion ahead, Jiang Xia really wanted to see what was going on... That young man seemed quite professional.

Hmm? Wait a minute... why does what Old Wang said sound so familiar?

“I’m going to buy some oranges…” A text I had memorized perfectly suddenly popped into my head.

(????)

Old Wang, you've become so cultured!

Jiang Xia, looking utterly bewildered, walked into the crowd, and was immediately bombarded with all sorts of nicknames.

Of course, the name people called him most often was "Young Master"...

"Young Master is back?"

"Young Master, Happy New Year!"

"Young Master..."

A constant stream of greetings and sincere smiles prompted Jiang Xia to quickly reach into his pocket. It was the New Year, and as an "elder," he had to give the younger generation a gift.

Unfortunately, the cigarettes I got from the department store are still lying obediently in the little jeep, but I have a whole bunch of hard candies in my pocket.

There's no other way but to bite the bullet and post it...

Watching the elderly men with white hair sniff the small hard candies before hiding them in their inner pockets to take back to their younger relatives, Jiang Xia's eyes reddened again.

"not enough……"

"Not enough!"

"I will strive to reach the highest level step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, and plant the red flag all over the world!"

"Even if..."

"It doesn't matter if the brain is cooked!"