The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 1004: Picking up rubbish from a distance and looking closely at the engineering section

"Ducks are only found in the south. There are more mosquitoes in the north~!"

On the train, Lao Ge risked one arm to desperately grab a mosquito that was trying to escape. Shen Xinnian put on the vest casually.

"Mosquito?"

Lang Jingtian looked around cautiously and nodded subconsciously. The moment the ferry arrived at the shore, the restaurant on the shore of Beihai Park still served the three dishes ordered by Sun Fu.

However, Shen Xinnian didn't say anything else. After pouring a glass of beer for Lang Jingtian, he left the straw hat alone.

When Lang Jingtian saw the urn storage certificate, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He went north secretly this time, and even Shuayazi didn't know he was back. If something went wrong, he would naturally contact Shuayazi, but if things went well, he could leave it to the end.

In Lang Jingtian's eyes, an old lover who is aging and losing her looks will only look up at her when she can help him obtain information. The last time he looked at her was only to retrieve the key and to encourage her.

Without further ado, Lang Jingtian, who had obtained the storage certificate, headed straight for his destination.

Opening his own urn at Futian Cemetery was a unique experience for Lang Jingtian. He had "died" more than ten years ago, and a dead person is much safer than a living person.

Half of the jade fan pendant was the token of his encounter with the owl. However, he didn't know at that time that the half he had was actually a fake.

After getting the token, the most urgent thing is to get the film back as soon as possible. Lang Jingtian is very worried about whether the film has been damaged due to storage problems during these days. Lang Jingtian does not trust Owl as he is not the veteran who has always followed him.

Mentougou, Jingmen Railway Fort.

This is an old artillery tower built during the Japanese occupation period. Its purpose was to guard the Jingmen Railway Bridge, which spans the Yongding River and is connected to the old coal plant in the west. All the coal needed by the early Shijingshan Iron and Steel Plant had to pass through this railway bridge.

To this day, the bridge is still in use, but the forts and bunkers on both sides of the bridge have long been abandoned and have become temporary conveniences for tourists and railway maintenance workers.

It is far away from people and abandoned buildings, with only one or two coal trains passing by occasionally, so the view is still very wide.

If the timing is not right, you can jump into the Yongding River and climb onto the train. You can also go up the mountain to the west and hide in the dense forest to escape when the opportunity arises.

For a special group of people, it can be said to be a place with very favorable conditions where they can do shameful things.

The owl that he had been thinking about had already arrived here. He prepared a fishing rod, waved a folding fan, and sat under the abandoned bunker, fishing leisurely.

Of course, his eyes were secretly paying attention to the bridge deck. For some reason, this place that was originally planned had always seen more people in the past few days. They all wore safety helmets and were busy on the bridge.

Not sure whether they were inspecting the bridge or doing something else, but this made the owl more alert.

"Thank you, this bridge must be 60 years old. Wow, it's really solid!"

Watching a coal train whizzing past, the people standing on the edge of the bridge covered their heads with their helmets to avoid being blown away by the wind. Looking at the coal train full of coal, they judged the load capacity of the bridge at that time and couldn't help but smack their lips.

"Kuang Qi, Kuang Qi, wuwuwu~~!"

"It's only three years away from sixty. Just look at the old sleepers that have been replaced here and you'll know that this bridge was designed by railway engineer Mr. Zhan. He's very capable. He can design not only railways, but also bridges~!"

Along with the sound of wheels rolling on the rails, Xie Gong, who was wearing glasses, held on tightly to the iron guardrail on the side of the bridge and shouted loudly to the person who asked the question, while giving a thumbs up with his right hand.

"Is our bridge the same as this one?"

"What do you think? His design can even run trains. Our bridge only needs to accommodate cars. The load capacity is completely exceeded. There will be absolutely no problem. They have been in operation for 60 years. Deputy Director Li said that our design life span is only 40 years. There will be absolutely no problem~!"

That’s right, these were the first batch of bridge designers at the steel rolling mill. Of course, they were also mediocre bricklayers who were directly drafted by Li Feng and forced to design the bridge drawings.

But I was unsure, after all, once the Liangma River construction started and the concrete began to be poured into the pile foundation, the design of the bridge would have to be finalized. What could I do? Good students could learn by themselves, while poor students could just copy homework. Moreover, for the technicians who had never been exposed to bridges, the existing steel truss bridge over the Yongding River, which was also a railway bridge, would just become their homework.

How awesome is Mr. Zhan, the father of railways? He designed and built the bridge himself, and this bridge has been in operation for nearly 60 years. For the bridge designers at the steel mill, isn't that a ready-made standard answer?

After all, the drawings given to Li Feng were not the final ones. The most urgent task was for the technicians of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, who were forced to do the job, to compare this bridge with the bridge they had "designed" and make adjustments to the subtle details. They just copied the structural mechanics and that was it.

"Fortunately, Mr. Zhan's original design drawings are still preserved in the archives. The Liangma River will soon begin construction. This is the bridge that our factory employees will use. We must pay attention to it. Everyone should cheer up and do a good job. Once you have done it, you will do it again. Let's accumulate more experience~!"

Chief Engineer Shen Jiashi waved the original design manuscript in his hand. The long design drawing was rolled up into a scroll. After the coal train left, he howled in a loud voice to cheer up his technicians.

The first steel truss bridge in the steel rolling mill, he is also optimistic about the future prospects of this industry. At the factory archives committee meeting, he is the most supportive of Li Feng’s decision. For the technical department, this is a great achievement!

This is a milestone project. As long as it is successfully completed, it will be Shen Jiashi's achievement. He will be the one to blow the horn to lead the technical department of the steel rolling mill to overcome difficulties and forge ahead into new fields.

"What a beautiful drawing, wow, but his is also riveted, ours is welded, Chief Engineer Shen, will it be later...!"

"You don't have to worry about the material problem. Deputy Director Li will be responsible for solving it personally. We use a new type of synthetic steel. We only consider the design. As for the strength of the material, the factory is currently conducting tests. Don't worry~!"

With a wave of his hand, Shen Jiashi bluntly interrupted the technician's questions. He had seen the data of the new synthetic steel, and the data was very good. Besides, it was impossible that the steel technology 60 years later would be worse than that of 60 years ago. The deputy director would solve the material problem, and the design problem was his top priority.

In the distance, a few people in tattered clothes, each carrying a tool bag, were watching the people from the steel rolling mill working busy on the iron bridge, and they seemed a little confused at this moment.

From a distance these people looked like beggars, from a closer look they looked like coal pickers, and when I got closer I saw that they were indeed from the Engineering Maintenance Section, with the words of the Beijing Railway Section printed on their vests.

It's just that because of years of working, the handwriting has become blurred, and the line is full of coal trains, so his body is covered with black coal dust.

"Brother, are the spies here to destroy the bridge?"

"What are you talking about? What era is this? Spies are dead. They are from the Red Star Steel Mill in Dongcheng. They have already informed their superiors. I heard that they are going to build an iron bridge over the Liangma River. They came here to learn from them~!"

The leader checked the gate, glanced at the people busying themselves on the bridge, and spoke in a calm tone.

"A steel mill and a bridge, isn't this like a dog trying to catch a rat?"

"You don't know this, right? Their factory has good welfare. They chose a place on the other side of Liangma River to build family housing. It's more than 300 acres of land. I'll give it to you. If you don't catch this rat~!"

He glared at the second apprentice fiercely and said, "What kind of words are these? They are in the maintenance section, they can't even envy them enough, but they have family housing. When will the maintenance section have such a good thing and it will be their turn?"

To be honest, Tie Lao Da's salary is not low, and every employee who comes in is allocated a single dormitory. But for those on the front line, good things like family housing are just something they think about, because dormitories and family housing are two different things.

"Ah, more than 300 acres, how big will it be? Wow, there are too many houses to count~!"

"The Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is owned by a capable leader. What do they rely on to build houses? They rely on three major factories: the brick and tile factory, the cement factory, and the steel bar factory. Their steel rolling mill has a steel bar factory, but what does our engineering section have?"

“Bang~Bang~!”

The head of the maintenance team of the engineering section, who was leading the group, tapped the rails with a small hammer in his hand, and his calm tone finally had a sour tone.

"Our maintenance section only has rails, switches, and coal dust that can't be cleaned every day~!"

The two gangs, you don't bother me and I don't bother you, each doing our own thing, which made the owl fishing under the bridge a little confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Could it be that he's been exposed?"

The fishing rod in his hand trembled, and Owl hurriedly put down the folding fan in his hand. The half jade fan fell in the sun, shining brightly. At this time, his first reaction was to stuff the fan into the small bag beside him.

As for the shaking fishing rod, it doesn't matter anymore.