The years of red flags

In fact, Director Ding was not the only one who was curious. The seven or eight people eating at the table were all curious and looked at Jiang Hua expectantly.

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Let's talk about it, there is an escapement on this watch. In fact, our flower growers have already invented the prototype of this thing as early as the Tang Dynasty."

Everyone exclaimed: "Oh, Tang Dynasty?"

"Our country had landmines in the Song Dynasty, and it achieved unprecedented development in the Ming Dynasty. There were tripping, pressing, burning, and pulling landmines, and even mother-child mines, as well as the prototype of the current rocket launcher. Hundred tigers rushing to shoot arrows together, there are also torpedoes called Shui Laoya, underwater mines and dragon king cannons, and fire dragons, the originator of the second-level rockets, come out of the water."

Director Ding exclaimed directly: "My dear, you are so powerful."

"During the Qing Dynasty, there was an inventor named Huang Luzhuang, who invented the bicycle 100 years earlier than abroad."

"Oh, so powerful."

This kind of knowledge is impossible for 90.00% of people in this era to know, and it is too boring to listen to it as anecdotes.

Jiang Hua gave examples one after another, making everyone adore him.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Director Ding said: "Okay, that's all for today. Let's go back to the house and rest. We will fight tough battles these days, so we must rest well."

Only then did the crowd disperse, and everyone went back to their homes, looking for their mothers.

Jiang Hua returned to the room, picked up a pen and paper, and began to write a report. There was no information on this thing in China, so Jiang Hua could only write it according to what he learned.

But it is precisely this kind of writing that is appropriate, because Jiang Hua's age and experience doomed him to not get too much information about patents, so he can also explain that he occasionally read it from that book.

Jiang Hua wrote for three days, but there are not many real dry goods. The key is that it is difficult to choose words and sentences. It must conform to the characteristics of the times and not be too outstanding.

After finishing writing, Jiang Hua handed over the report to Wang Cheng.

"Master, please help to polish it and see if there is anything inappropriate. You can correct it."

Wang Cheng is an old pen, so he read it twice carefully, circled a few words, and handed it back.

"Think about these few words again, and then I can hand them over to Director Ding."

When Director Ding got the report, the content almost caught his eyeballs. He didn't know that there were so many dirty things in business, and that patents were so useful.

As if he had found a treasure, he took the report and read it several times from beginning to end, and then said to Jiang Hua with relief: "Comrade Jiang Hua, the writing is very good, I think you don't want to work in the diplomatic port, come to our Bureau of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation .”

Jiang Hua was speechless, it was not up to him to decide whether to go or stay.

Jiang Hua could only reply with a well-known sentence: "I am organizing a brick, and I can move it wherever it is needed."

This is kicking the ball back. Director Ding has the ability to ask our minister to ask for someone. If he agrees, I can't keep it. If he doesn't agree, it's useless for you to ask me.

After finishing the report, Jiang Hua also has time to wander around the streets of Yangcheng, and he must not return empty-handed after passing Baoshan.

Jiang Hua bought a batch of fresh fruits and seafood from the hands of those people who secretly do small business in the streets and alleys of Yangcheng, all of which are fresh. After all, this is a city that pays attention to freshness, and eating chilled chicken will be despised.

Later, I set my sights on those manufacturers participating in the exhibition, such as those selling tea and wine.

The ones that can be brought to the Canton Fair are all first-class good products, especially the samples, which are even more outstanding.

Until the end of the exhibition, these samples were not sold out. Merchants who can participate in the Canton Fair will buy in bulk. It is necessary to ask for a few samples, and no one will go back with a large number of exhibits.

Jianghua is focusing on these samples, which are all good things, such as Longjing, Tieguanyin, Fenjiu, Moutai, and sorghum liquor.

It's not for nothing that Jiang Hua follows the exhibitors these days. He actively helps them sell, and even makes suggestions, which wins a lot of favor.

At the time of parting, Jianghua didn't even need to ask, these people took the initiative to give Jianghua gifts, those samples, you five catties of tea, I gave you eight bottles of wine, this trip to the Canton Fair, Jianghua harvested a lot.

Of course, Director Ding knew that he received these gifts. It is a society of personal affection, and it is not an exaggeration to give some souvenirs.

After the exhibition, Wang Cheng led Jianghua to play in Yangcheng for two days. The fresh Yangcheng is not in vain, and Jianghua's food is full of food.

When Jiang Hua returned to the capital, his work became busy again. The task of going to the Canton Fair this time required writing a summary and a report, including every detail, including his ideological growth.

Jiang Hua dealt with pen and paper every day, and splashed ink in the morning until he got off work at night. After half a month of busy get off work, he finally exposed this problem.

There is a very important part of Jiang Hua's daily work, which is to read newspapers, both domestic and foreign.

Foreign newspapers are basically read from Xiangjiang, or sent back from various embassies.

The current foreign media has not been controlled by capital, and basically has some integrity, and the content of the reports can still be read.

Jiang Hua held a weekly news magazine and read it with gusto. Seeing that he was very involved, Wang Cheng asked, "Do you see anything interesting?"

Jiang Hua nodded and said, "I can tell that Sadat is about to go to war with Judah."

"En." Wang Cheng was startled, and immediately asked: "Where did you see it?"

"Sadat said that he would go to war with Judah. ​​Even if 1 million soldiers were killed in the battle, as long as he regained ten centimeters in Sinai and gained a firm foothold, then the attitudes of the East and the West towards him can be resolved."

Wang Cheng couldn't believe Jiang Hua's judgment, and said worriedly: "It's not that serious, Mao Xiong and Chouguo won't let them fight."

"I'm afraid I can't control it. Look at Sadat, but he has attracted many allies. He not only teaches the country of Judah, but also strikes at Western forces."

Wang Cheng was taken aback. He picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. The layman watched the excitement, while the expert watched the way.

In the eyes of professionals like them, information that outsiders cannot see can be obtained at a glance.

Wang Cheng stroked his chin and said, "I'm afraid Ugly Country and Mao Xiong won't be able to stop it. The Middle East is about to die again."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Master, you are watching the Three Kingdoms shed tears, worrying about the ancients."

Wang Cheng saw that Jiang Hua seemed to have something to say, and immediately stopped him: "I know what the kid is thinking, it is impossible, our national policy does not allow it."

Jiang Hua said angrily: "I'm not stupid, I must know that we can't mix in the Middle East, but that doesn't mean we can't take action in other places, they fight visible wars, we fight invisible wars .”