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Chapter 315 Nicaragua: Construction begins

Crackling! !

The flaming red firecrackers kept flying beside the river with a "crisp" sound, like fire dancing.

On a high platform next to the river, a ceremony was being performed, and three animals and six animals were even prepared for offering sacrifices to heaven.

Although this "feudal" approach makes many people feel disdainful, and even shouted:

"The child is silent and has strange power and chaos!"

But this is actually the current situation, or tradition, of the entire Han Dynasty.

Just as the Han Chinese writer Qing Shui Guhong wrote in his own stormy era:

"This is a country where ancient and modern times meet. Here we have the most advanced technology in the world, as well as the oldest traditions. Feng Shui is very popular here, and the roar of steam engines blooms like a symphony on the side!!"

Looking at the Taoist priests standing next to the raging river, dancing with their mahogany swords, and An Hailin, who had just graduated from college and participated in such an important project, it was like "eating shit", and there was a feeling that he was "out of date". "a feeling of.

It turns out that I knew it would happen in college, but I didn't expect to see it on such an "important" occasion.

And seeing the people around him "taking it for granted", An Hailin could only comfort himself that "the national conditions are here."

After dancing for a while, I don't know what "dirty tricks" the Taoist priests used. The talismans spontaneously ignited in the wind, which looked quite "bluffing".

After everything was over, several yellow-robed Taoist priests recited a scripture, and finally left the scene under the "respectful" escort of the person in charge.

"Who is that? Dong Sun is already the same as his grandson?"

"Hi, that's Taoist Master Wu Yinglong, from Long Qishan. It turns out that he does religious work for the royal family. Because our matter is relatively big, we invited him to come!!" (Long Qishan is actually the Beverly Hills of Los Angeles in later generations. )

"Wow, isn't that a national master??"

"Hey, what kind of national master? When you use him, he is a national master. When you don't use him, he is just a great dancer!!"

"Hey, keep your voice down, you can even talk nonsense like this!!"

Not long after I left, there was a huge "discussion" in the venue, and some of the words were quite ugly.

An Hailin listened while waiting to get the "red envelope".

Yes, according to the tradition of Han's infrastructure industry, red envelopes are given out before a project starts. This is also a kind of industry "welfare".

Or as some people call it, "rules."

Naturally, no one objected to this kind of welfare that "benefited" everyone. In other words, if one day he wanted to object, he was "kicked out".

When An Hailin got a red envelope, he opened it and revealed a ten-yuan note, which immediately made his eyes light up. After all, according to his original estimate, it was only five yuan at most. Why was he so generous this time and gave ten yuan.

You must know that this canal project alone has four to five hundred engineers, not counting the foremen and even some technical personnel from Han Dynasty.

(Most labor will be hired locally, which was the original agreement)

The expressions of other people around him were also the same as An Hailin's, with a look of surprise.

Even during the subsequent construction process, he "worked hard" a lot. Although he was only given five yuan more, it has a different meaning.

After all, money is something that is often obtained by accident, which is more vivid in people’s memories.

Just like earning your first salary or picking up your first dollar, it is of great significance.

Human nature is like this, both panicking and "craving" surprises.

...............

Wow! !

When the smoke dissipated, a stone mouth of the river had been blown into stone and soil, especially the most vulnerable parts, which had been blown up and "turned into dust". When the wind blew, it dispersed.

Next to the river, stood a dense crowd of shirtless Nicaraguans, all of whom were responsible for cleaning up this tributary.

Behind them are several work sheds, covered with rubber tarpaulins to protect them from rain. After all, as a tropical rainforest, there is still plenty of rain.

Under the raincloth, there are hundreds of Han workers. There are seven or eight small tables on the ground, which are piled with drawings. Various design drawings are drawn on them, as well as some positions marked with red dots. This is the point used for blasting.

An Hailin was sitting on a wooden bench that was not quite flat. The wooden bench was surrounded by bark that looked like fish scales, densely packed and layered, like a real big tree.

Looking down, there are dozens of wooden benches like this, all of which were cut down by people in the nearby rainforest.

I don't know which "bastard" was going to make the tree stumps, so the entire engineering team cut down more than 300 large trees to meet this "absurd" request.

An Hailin's pencil kept flying on the picture, and his face wearing glasses became more and more focused. Looking at the Arabic numerals and the floor plan, he seemed to see some incredible beauty, and this beauty was "being painted" under his pen. Dance".

And around him were his colleagues who were also busy sorting out documents and drawings. Judging from their academic qualifications, these people were undoubtedly the current elites of the Han Dynasty.

After all, the average university degree is a big deal in Han China, where the average is still "elementary school" today.

(Because of immigration issues, the academic average is constantly being diluted)

In today's Han Dynasty, university is a very big threshold.

The admission rate of Hanguo University is actually unhappy. Fundamentally, it is actually lowering the proportion of college students.

The reason for this is because of industry. With the current level of industrialization in Han, it is difficult to support so many highly educated talents, or in other words, there are not so many jobs for them.

This is not only true now, but also true in future generations. The so-called involution is nothing more than an insufficient supply of survival resources.

However, the current industrialization of Han Dynasty has not even reached the threshold of the second industrialization. Under such circumstances, more is not a good thing.

This truth can be seen from the five hundred years of Ming and Qing Dynasties, which only added up to hundreds of thousands of people.

If there is too much of something, it is no longer valuable.

Liu Peng obviously understands this truth, so he has been vigorously promoting middle-level education instead of higher education.

After all, in the industrial age, middle-level talents are the foundation that supports the success of an industrial country. There may not be many high-level talents, but they must be refined.

Undoubtedly, An Hailin and his gang belong to this level.

If you look carefully at the drawings they drew, you can see that they are as neat as machine-printed drawings, and their painting skills are similar to those of painters.

Next to those drawings, there are a lot of data and calculation formulas. If you look at them for a long time, your eyes will be dazzled.

"Zhou Gong, this is the plan we just made."

"According to our current project progress, if we follow the original method, our project volume will become very high. If we follow this angle, we will reduce the project volume by at least 5% and save tens of millions. funds.”

An Hailin took the newly revised diversion drawing and walked to Zhou Gong "tearfully", like a primary school student asking the teacher to check his "homework", full of anxiety.

Zhou Gong opposite looked at it, finally pushed it aside, and said calmly:

"Work has already started, and you are playing this trick with me. Do you know that we have already hired hundreds of thousands of people? Do you know how much it will cost to stop working for one day?"

"If you really do what you want, I, the chief engineer, will not have to work anymore and just go home and fish!"

Zhou Gong scolded the "smarty" An Hailin.

An Hailin was scolded and left in the end. He knew that this weekly worker had a bad temper, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

Xiao Zhang, a colleague around him, saw that he was "sullen" and hurried over to talk to him:

"Why, were you trained by King of Hell of Zhou??"

Hearing this, An Hailin couldn't bear it any longer. He poured the beans through the bamboo tube and "poured" them all cleanly.

"You tell me, what's wrong with me? I'm also thinking about the country!!"

An Hailin's tone was full of complaints against Zhou Gong.

"Ha ha……"

"why are you laughing??"

An Hailin looked at Xiao Zhang who laughed out loud and didn't understand what he meant. He even felt that the other person was "taunting" him.

"Why am I laughing at you? I'm laughing at you for being stupid!!"

"Do you know how many people we need this time, 150,000, and it will be increased to 200,000 in the future? If you just say a word, we will be asked to change the route. If I were Zhou Gong, I would scold him even worse..."

Xiao Zhang had a "sarcastic" expression on his face.

An Hailin opposite was completely dumbfounded.

"Let me tell you this, in our industry, once the construction starts, no matter how bad it is, you have to work to the end. It's okay to make minor changes and repairs midway. This kind of big project that concerns the country is not as simple as you think. Any Every action is a manifestation of a greater meaning..."

"Remember, think more before you do it. Don't remember anything after you do it. You just need to know that it's over after you do it!!"

Xiao Zhang held the tea cup and left the desk, leaving An Hailin who was still in a daze.

An Hailin looked at the busy figures around him, and then looked back at the Nicaragua project that had begun to build pontoon bridges and prepare for excavation. He suddenly understood what "the arrow is on the string and must be fired!!"

At the end, I looked at the revised drawing I had made so cleverly, and I looked at it with a self-deprecating look, then I rolled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can that was also made of wood.

"Brush", the paper ball entered the basket, and a virtual arc appeared in front of An Hailin's eyes, and then disappeared. Above the river, the sun began to rise, and the scorching sun shone on the broad river. Below, like ants moving, the Nicaraguans were using their youth and sweat to write the most beautiful chapter of the Han Empire.

The sun turned and shone on the face of An Hailin, who was helping to process the documents, making his hand holding the pen tremble slightly, but he finally signed his name.

(Every decision of the Hanguo Project requires the signature of the person responsible for the project. Signatures are level-by-level. Once something goes wrong, it will be easy to find that person.)

On the river, gravel continued to fall from the rocks, and fell into the river with a "plop", causing waves of waves.

On the river bank, in the raincloth shed, busy figures kept emerging, eventually turning into drawings and "orders" one after another.

Integrate with the entire river! !

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People are coming and going on the streets of Jinshan, but judging from their footsteps, everyone is very busy, as if it is difficult to rest for a moment.

“It’s too late, it’s too late!!”

"I saw the thief, holding a steel knife with a gleaming light, stabbing straight into that..."

Lin Yusheng was wearing a sheepskin hat, lying on an armchair in the teahouse, listening to a storytelling about "catching rape".

Everyone around was very excited when they heard it, as if it was really happening.

Especially when they heard that "adulterers and adulteresses" were beheaded, thunderous applause erupted.

"Grandpa, what is an adulterer??"

While he was watching enthusiastically, his little grandson Lin Xiangyun, who was "staggering around" sitting next to him, blinked his "black and translucent" eyes, and asked Lin Yusheng a difficult question to answer.

"An adulterer, an adulterer is a very bad person who hooks up with those bad women."

Lin Yusheng almost ran out of words and could only give such an "ambiguous" answer.

Lin Xiangyun was obviously not very satisfied and continued to ask:

"Then why did those uncles laugh when we just talked about playing with each other in bed??"

"what……"

Lin Yusheng hesitated at this sentence, and finally gave an explanation that "playing with the dragon and the phoenix" was an idiom and joke.

Until the end, when the "studious" Lin Xiangyun asked about the allusion of playing with dragons and phoenixes, Lin Yusheng ended with "My grandfather's family was poor when he was a child and he never went to school."

When he walked out of the teahouse, it was still two o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was dazzling at this time. Lin Yusheng was just about to call a car to go home when he was attracted by the sound of newspapers being sold on the street.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!!"

"Construction of the Nicaragua Canal will officially start at 12 o'clock this morning, and it is expected to cost more than one billion Chinese dollars!!"

"The total length of the canal is more than 200 kilometers. It is reported..."

Lin Yusheng didn't care much about the latter sentence. The "billion" in the previous sentence really frightened him. He stopped the newspaper vendor and asked for a newspaper. While giving the money, he asked: "What's that Nicaragua?" ??”

"Why do you want so much money??"

Lin Yusheng was a little confused by the huge newspaper cover with the word "billion" written in black fonts. He couldn't figure out what could be worth a billion in this world.

"Oh, that, that canal, is over there in Central America, Central America, you know."

"Actually, I don't understand either, but it seems to be said that after it is opened, you don't need to take a train to Longjiang to go to the Atlantic Ocean. You can just take the canal directly, which is faster than the train!!"

“And it goes far!!”

The newspaper seller talked to Lin Yusheng about the Nicaragua Canal in words full of local accent.

Lin Yusheng glanced at it for a few times, then said hello and left.

Sitting in the taxi, Lin Yusheng held the newspaper he just bought and kept reading it, for fear of missing any important details.

When he saw that this canal really cost one billion, Lin Yusheng clicked his thigh, causing his little grandson Lin Xiangyun, who was still chewing his fingers on the opposite side, to wonder why his grandfather had gone so "crazy." .

On the opposite side, Lin Yusheng was unaware of this, but continued to be immersed in the huge amount of money in the "Nicaragua Canal".

Especially the mention of 200,000 workers made him "stunned".

After all, if he remembered correctly, the Han Railway, which currently had the largest number of employees, only had just over 100,000 employees. These 200,000 people, even if they were short-handed, were enough to "shock" people.

Lin Yusheng knew a lot about the finances of the Han State. He was one of the first people to come to the Han State. Even if he didn't know much about the economic situation of the Han State, he could still know something about it from the changes over the years.

But the more he learned about it, the less he understood Han's "all-or-nothing" behavior.

After all, although Lin Yusheng had never been an official, he came from a Jiangnan family and knew a little about officialdom.

With such a large capital mobilization, the annual expenditure alone is enough to bring down many departments.

Especially a country like the Han Empire that "loved spending money".

It’s not until we look at the canal bonds below that we can see why.

At the same time, Lin Yusheng also had different thoughts. Just when he was considering whether to buy some, a voice sounded:

"Grandpa, what are you looking at??"

Looking up at his "eldest grandson" with such cute eyes, Lin Yusheng's old face instantly turned into a bun, and he answered with a smile:

"Grandpa is reading a canal news, do you know what a canal is??"

Lin Xiangyun is like a "rattle".

"The canal is just a very, very big river. It is different from ordinary rivers."

"Do you know where he went?"

Lin Yusheng continued to use an "exaggerated" tone to ask the other person who was still thinking about Lin Xiangyun.

"do not know."

Lin Xiangyun continued to shake his head.

"Flow to the sea, just like what is written in that poem, run to the sea and never return!!"

"Here, read it again."

Lin Yusheng read a poem by Li Bai, and then began his daily "plan" to teach his grandson.

“Run to the sea and never return!!”

Lin Xiangyun's childish voice sounded immediately after. After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Yusheng opposite with "expectant" eyes, hoping to be praised.

"so smart!!"

Lin Yusheng pinched Lin Xiangyun's little face, as if he saw what he looked like when he was a child. In the blink of an eye, he was old too.

"Grandpa, whose poem was that just now??"

Lin Xiangyun asked "ignorantly" about the origin of the poem.

"Remember, his name is Li Bai, and he is the Immortal of Poetry. Do you remember?"

"Yeah, remember."

Lin Xiangyun nodded repeatedly, then rolled his "sly" eyes and continued to ask:

"Grandpa, what does it mean to play with dragons and phoenixes??"

Lin Yusheng was stunned until he saw Lin Xiangyun's "playful" expression across from him, and then he reacted, pulled him over, pressed him under his legs, spanked him, and asked while spanking:

"Tell me, who taught you??"

"Yes, that's what I heard at night!!"

"where??"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yusheng regretted it, and then he heard a sentence coming from his leg:

"Dad and mother-in-law often sneak around at night. When I asked them, they wouldn't tell me, they just said they were playing tricks on each other!!"

Lin Yusheng's old face immediately turned red, and then he educated him with a straight face:

"Remember, children should stop asking about adults' affairs from now on, got it?"

Lin Xiangyun looked at his "serious" grandfather and kept nodding. But when he lowered his head, the "fighting scene" he saw that night kept popping up in his mind.

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