The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Books on mechanics?"

"Then you have to look for it on your own. Where can anyone look at these now?"

The employees of the time-honored bookstore in Beijing were also regular workers. He glanced at Jiang Defu who was asking and saw that he was wearing ordinary clothes and was not used to it at all.

Jiang Defu didn't expect that when he came out of the guest house after changing his clothes, he seemed to be unwelcome, especially when he opened his mouth with a strong choking sound, which made these people feel a little awkward.

With a casual reply, the waiter in front of the public-private partnership picked up a feather duster and dusted off the calligraphy and paintings in the old book area, humming in a Peking Opera accent. He never expected that the sturdy man in front of him would be a naval officer.

Jiang Defu was a little annoyed when he was disappointed, but when he went out, this was the capital, not the Naval Artillery Institute. No one knew him. Only after leaving the platform of the army would he realize that he seemed to be really worthless.

Outside, his clothes are more important than him.

Suppressing his anger, Jiang Defu started browsing alone. The bookstore was quite big, and the various books on the bookshelf were neatly arranged, but they were too neat. The covers had to be taken out one by one to read, so he struggled to find them by himself. .

Calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, and novels are the most popular items in the bookstore. Chinese studies are still the mainstream at the moment, and people read history, literature, and even philosophy.

Professional books on medicine, including mechanics, and science, even occupy only a small space.

After all, there are not many people who buy these books. If you have the money to buy books, you might as well go to the city library and read them for a day. You can't find any books there. Who's pockets are not tight now.

"No wonder it's so hard to find. Why is it here?"

The more he took off his military uniform and felt the attitude of ordinary people towards him, the more nervous Jiang Defu became.

After leaving the navy, he really knew nothing. The same is true for people and soldiers once they return to the local area, especially the longer they stay in the army, the deeper the generation gap between them and the local area will be.

His lover, An Jie, had had extremely difficult times since they got married, and even needed special approval to achieve this marriage.

It can be said that he was dazzled by An Jie's appearance, or it can be said that Jiang Defu really fell in love at first sight.

But after all, he has been married for several years and has two children. He also has to consider his family's situation. From the moment Principal Cong talked to him, he felt a sense of urgency and deeply realized that Anjie's identity , what kind of headache it brought to him.

"Read books. Books can make people progress~!"

Even though he didn't understand the mechanics, he still read it with relish after picking up the book.

""Mechanical Engineering Materials", isn't it just steel? How can it be divided into metallic materials, non-metallic materials, and mixed materials~?"

After flipping through a few pages carefully, Jiang Defu realized that he had really overestimated himself. Copper, iron, aluminum, steel, ceramics, glass, cement, and rubber. You still knew what they were in the front, but when it came to the chemical fiber materials in the back, you really opened your eyes. blind.

"So what about "Machining Technology", turning, milling, drilling, grinding, hiss~!"

Books are indeed the ladder of human progress. However, for Jiang Defu, climbing this ladder is still very strenuous for him, a child from the countryside. Compared with his classmates, he saw mechanical gears and underlined symbols. The introduction drawings are like a wordless heavenly book.

"Hey, let me tell you, if you want to buy a book, just look at it and it will be fine. This is not a library. If you look at it like this, who else are you going to sell the book to?"

The clerk who was cleaning with a feather duster just now followed Jiang Defu's footsteps and came here, whether intentionally or not. His arrogance at this time was really unbearable for most people.

There is no way, formal workers cannot be dismissed without making mistakes, just like what is written in the supply and marketing cooperative and cannot beat or scold customers. After the public-private partnership, the store waiters are no longer the original store waiters.

Being able to follow Jiang Defu here only proves that he knows where these books are, and just wants to make things difficult. When he hears them, they are not from the capital, although as he counts up, his ancestors are not from the area either.

"No, comrade, you...!"

"Don't build relationships. Comrades are not comrades. If you buy a book, buy it if you like it, right? Look through it. If you don't buy it, I'll have to go to the trouble of stuffing it back. If it gets damaged, I'll have to deduct my salary~! "

This is how it is between people. When their identities are equal and they lose some light, they can have a deeper understanding of what reality is.

"Okay, these two~!"

Jiang Defu didn't want to get angry with such a condescending clerk, so he just avoided it. He picked up the two books and walked to the shopkeeper.

There is usually no need to act like a real villain. Sooner or later, he will suffer a big loss. He is often a hypocrite, which makes people more wary.

After leaving the bookstore, Jiang Defu deeply realized the importance of the status of this military representative. When he was still wearing a military uniform, these people would only lower their posture. One day, he would really take off this military uniform. . I'm afraid, there will be people like the waiter in the shop around me.

The good mood of a smooth day was also affected by the clerk, but he picked up the book and looked around. There was some knowledge, but it was not even mentioned in the book.

"Machines are dead, but people are alive. I don't believe it. Even this, I still can't understand~!"

Wandering around the bookstore street with his hands behind his back, looking at all kinds of things, he experienced all kinds of life this day, but he was like a bud suppressed by a stone.

The more pressure he is under, the stronger his mentality will be. If it weren't for this big heart, how could he, a rural boy, get to where he is today.

I desperately want to go back to the Navy Guest House and chew off the two hard bones in my hands. Even if I leave the army in the future, I can still have a place in the local area.

However, sometimes surprises come unexpectedly.

"Hey, uncle, let's sit here and bask in the sun after eating~!"

"What's the matter, young man, do you want to play chess with me?"

The old man, who had closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the young man beside him who was asking the question, and then involuntarily looked to the other side of the road behind him, where there was also a sturdy young man who was also there. Look here.

"I'm asking about something. Was there a man named Qi Beile who lived near here in the early years? How about one?"

The young man is very humble and understands the ways of the world very well. He is very experienced in dealing with people. When asking about people, he knows how to light up a cigarette first.

"I'm old, I have a bad voice, and I don't smoke anymore. You kid asked me about the seven-beile and eight-bele. It seems that I was from decades ago. I might have been able to find out before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It's probably difficult now. It's all Those who moved in later, you can walk inside, there are some that have been staying there for a long time, you can ask them~!”

The old man looked at Li Feng with his cloudy eyes, pointed to the alley diagonally opposite, and then closed his eyes again.

"Okay, thank you~!"

Li Feng put away his cigarette and looked at the surrounding buildings. They were indeed relatively new. It seemed that Cheng Dieyi's information was limited.

Standing up again, Li Feng looked at the house diagonally across the street, looked at the time on his watch, and finally asked someone else. For the last time, he tried his best even if he couldn't ask.

With the passage of time, few of Mr. Baylor who was famous twenty or thirty years ago could even be remembered. Li Feng couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

There are only so many history books, so how can we record all the people in history? I am afraid that only the officials responsible for the genealogy of the Manchu royal family can know in detail those unknown relatives of the emperor.

What a coincidence, I had just seen photos of young people before. After comparing the two, Jiang Defu, who had been observing them for a while, really recognized the young man across the road.

Isn't it Li Feng, the deputy director of the steel rolling mill who is off today?

"It looks like you are looking for someone~!"

Jiang Defu, who was hesitating whether to come forward to say hello, saw Deputy Director Li chatting with the old man for a while, frowned and looked at his watch, hesitating.

Although he recognized Li Feng, the young man did not know him at all. He was not yet wearing military uniform, and the letter of introduction was left in his clothes at the guest house.

It might be a bit troublesome to prove his identity in front of this young man.

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow~!"

With this thought in his mind, Jiang Defu smiled at Li Feng and nodded his head as he watched the young man crossing the road. Maybe he noticed his gaze.

Li Feng was startled and looked at a stranger on the street who nodded to him. He also greeted him back, which was a little baffling.

But there were so many people in the steel rolling mill that he couldn't recognize everyone from top to bottom, so he just pretended that he was known to everyone in the factory. Then he walked towards the alley and found a courtyard with an open door. There happened to be someone inside, smiling. He knocked on the door and asked.

"Hello, comrade, I would like to inquire about someone~!"

On the other side, Jiang Defu also received a kind smile from Li Feng. The first sight of this young and somewhat scary deputy director was quite good.

"That's all, just say hello. If we don't say anything when we meet, how embarrassing will it be if we meet tomorrow~!" (End of Chapter)