Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 115 Goodbye No. [-] Scholar Entrepreneur
"Mr. Zhang, the lives of ordinary people who rely on the sky to feed us are not lived by human beings."

The wind of the electric fan is too strong, blowing directly on the head can easily cause illness, especially for the elderly.

Turning the fan down, Cheng Nuo sat down again, and described the scenes he saw in Shanghai one by one. A few words couldn't hide the sadness behind him.

"There was a spring drought in Hubei. After summer, there was more rain and less sunshine. The Yangtze River swelled and broke the dikes. More than [-] counties were flooded. In the north of Jiangsu, there was a severe drought and two wheat crops failed. It also coincided with the hailstorm in Shanghai and Jiading. In addition to floods in Jiangxi, drought in Shandong, excessive rain in Fengtian, hurricanes in Fujian, etc., even the situation in Zhili and Zhili this year is difficult to say."

He talked quickly for a while, and almost told the situation that no one else knew, so he quickly changed his words.

Among these natural disasters, only Wanwan is more special. In the past few years where the protagonist lives, there have been earthquakes on the island every year, twice last year and four times this year. Tragic, but this thing could not be predicted in the previous life, and it was beyond the power of manpower, so it had to be put on hold for the time being.

However, compared with the meteorological disasters in various parts of the country, these are still a bit insignificant. The places that are severely affected are basically spring drought and summer flood. .

Zhang Jian sighed, wanted to drink a cup of tea Shun Shun, brought it to his lips and put it back on the table: "It's called a natural disaster, why can't it be called a man-made disaster? Years of wars, and the local people's pockets have caused the water conservancy and other facilities to be abandoned. Like a hemp rope that has been exposed to the sun for many years and left unattended, it will be broken with a little external force, and the people falling underneath will suffer."

Cheng Nuo thought about it a bit further: "The people suffer, but the local squires don't necessarily have to. When the flood comes, the villagers are busy fleeing to other places, and not many can return home. When they finally come back, they will find that the previous fertile land has been destroyed. The local powerful people were robbed, so they could only become tenant farmers and became propertyless, and their ability to resist risks was greatly reduced. If there was another major natural disaster, life would be basically hopeless.”

Jiang Jiangzuo said indignantly: "These damned local forces usually flaunt their might, but when it comes to this kind of time, they can rely on their family's great fortune to survive. It's okay not to help, and they can make money again during this time period." A large sum, as if God helped make a fortune."

Cheng Nuo spread his hands, and said with a wry smile: "There is such a saying in the New Testament Matthew, 'Whoever has, he will be given double to make him redundant; if he has nothing, even what he has will be taken away. Come here, the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker, and meteorological disasters just accelerate this process."

He is currently studying in the United States and has stayed in a host family for a while. Jiang Jiangzuo naturally knows something about the Bible. He certainly understands the principle of the Matthew Effect, and he said helplessly: "In the face of In such a situation, is there no way for us to cure it? The land conflict left over from the feudal society for thousands of years is still a chronic disease in the Republic of China."

"Maybe, but not now." Feeling that the topic was a bit off topic, Cheng Nuo hurriedly dragged it over: "The problems in the production system cannot be solved in a short period of time by one or two people. Right now, let's talk about what we can do, and make these things better." Well, it’s not easy.”

When dealing with the land issue, history has proved that the people's livelihood principle in the Three People's Principles is obviously not right for the disease. The cure must be rooted in, and the strength is waiting for the macho.

Zhang Jian greatly appreciated this attitude: "I am most afraid that young people are too ambitious. The agricultural system involves a lot. If you enter rashly, you will suffer big losses. If you take a step back and ignore the meteorology, you can attack or retreat. It just so happens that this is your last goal." It is easier to make achievements if you are good at it.”

Obtaining an obviously positive attitude, Cheng Nuo said with a smile: "No, before the professionals come back, I want to collect the data first, so that I can quickly devote myself to the meteorological work."

Zhang Jian wondered: "But the situation of the Junshan Meteorological Observatory is better than I know. At present, we can only do some basic work. It has only been a few years since the beginning of construction. These data basically have no reference value, right?"

Cheng Nuo was a little embarrassed, hesitated and said, "The facts are indeed as Mr. Zhang said. If you want to forecast the weather nationwide, the information collected by a single meteorological station is of limited reference value. It is hard to say if you leave Jiangsu and put it in an inland province. .”

"so?"

"So I came up with the idea of ​​the Xujiahui Observatory. You are much more familiar with this than I am. Entering that place is like entering your own home." Cheng Nuo boasted cheekily.

Historically, modern Western countries have attached great importance to the practical role of weather. During the Crimean War, which was the largest international war after the Napoleonic Wars, the governments of European and American countries first realized the necessity of weather station preparations.

At that time, the navies of Britain and France encountered a storm in the Black Sea, and almost all their troops were wiped out. Later, it was learned that Spain and western France had already been affected one or two days before the center of the storm reached the coalition fleet. If the meteorological station had forecasted it in advance, this catastrophe could have been avoided. Loss.

In order to serve their country’s economic search, the Xujiahui Meteorological Observatory came into being. It began to carry out meteorological observations at the end of 1872, and published the meteorological observations in the next day’s newspaper. On the column, the weather information reports of some areas in China and Japan are announced daily, so that merchant ships and warships can obtain weather information when they leave the port.

Because the weather observation instruments at that time were simple and the observed meteorological data were limited, they could only provide simple and vague meteorological information such as "the wind direction is uncertain, the weather is changeable, and there may be rain".

As a layman, Jiang Jiangzuo, after learning about the history of the Xujiahui Observatory, couldn’t help asking: “If it’s just an observation record, isn’t it just an afterthought? The meteorological disaster that should have happened has already happened, and what the people should suffer is also suffering. What’s the point of that?” Woolen cloth?"

Originally Cheng Nuo wanted to answer this question, but Zhang Jian took the lead and explained: "They did do this before, and someone asked a similar question, but no one cared about it at the time, but then a typhoon hit Shanghai, A heavy loss has been caused, and the people behind will have to reconsider this issue."

Jiang Jiangzuo asked: "What is the result of the consideration?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jian picked up a cup of tea, tasted it by himself, and glanced at Cheng Nuo, obviously asking him to answer this question for him.

"Zhiyuan, do you know what's going on?" Jiang Jiangzuo looked away like a curious baby.

"Of course I know, that's why I came to find Mr. Zhang." Cheng Nuo poured water on Zhang Jian and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang is testing me."

"Hey, this is an abdication for the virtuous, to give you young people a chance to show off." Zhang Jian shook his head, but the smile on his face betrayed his intentions, it was clearly a deliberate stumbling block.

Cheng Nuo saw that there was not much water in Jiang Jiangzuo's teacup, so he added to him: "The then head of the station, Xiong Ensi, is that his name, Mr. Zhang?"

After seeing Zhang Jian nodding, Cheng Nuo put down the teapot and continued, "In addition to recording the weather information observed every day, we have also started to analyze these data and establish a weather warning mechanism. The weather signal station has been in this area for more than 50 years, and no one dares to agree to which part of the country has the most abundant meteorological data.”

Jiang Jiangzuo pondered for a while, and found something was wrong: "No matter how powerful the Xujiahui Observatory is, it is only in Shanghai. Its own observation range is limited, and it can't cover other places at all, right?"

When the question was thrown out, Jiang Jiangzuo was waiting for an answer, but no one answered. Looking up, he found that the "grandfather and grandson" raised their teacups at the same time, and began to drink tea again.

A little embarrassed, I instinctively wanted to pick up the teacup and put on a show, but I couldn't bear the itch in my heart, so I pulled the stool to Cheng Nuo's side: "Speak quickly, my Dean Cheng, I'm just curious."

Swallowing the tea in his mouth, Cheng Nuo said with a smile, "The reason why a single tree cannot support itself is more prominent in the weather forecast, so Mr. Zhang will contribute a lot in the future."

He said half a sentence and left the other half. Under Jiang Jiangzuo's watchful eye, Cheng Nuo tossed the topic to Zhang Jian again, and played with the teacup by himself.

If Jiang Jiangzuo hadn't known that Cheng Nuo didn't know anything about Wenwan, he would have been taken by this serious look.

In anger, he snatched the cup directly, picked up the kettle and filled it up.

"Aren't you tired after talking for such a long time? Hurry up and drink some water to moisten your throat!"

Seeing this, Zhang Jian laughed out loud, feeling that the child was too pitiful, put down his teacup and hurriedly said: "The reason why it can release weather news covering a vast area is that dozens of customs weather stations along the river and coast of China have provided important observations." Data, everyone picks up firewood and burns high."

Cheng Nuo took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Among them, Mr. Zhang made a lot of contributions. He raised funds to build the Nantong Museum Meteorological Station in the middle hall of Nantong Museum. "

Compared with the meteorological station, the meteorological station is smaller in scale, but since its establishment, it has formed a relatively complete meteorological observation system. The observation items include astronomical phenomenon, weather, air temperature and surface temperature, humidity, wind, precipitation, cloud The amount, sunshine, etc., and pay attention to the collection of domestic and foreign astronomical, meteorological, seismic and other data.

How could Zhang Jian not understand the meaning behind the support, nodded Cheng Nuo with his finger, and said with a smile: "So after talking so much, you just focused on the information of Nantong Observatory and Xujiahui Observatory?"

Cheng Nuo nodded, and when he saw the cakes on the coffee table, he quickly handed over a piece: "Mr. Zhang's eyes are bright, and I admire him from the bottom of my heart. It is difficult to collect meteorological data, and it takes a long time to accumulate. Of course, you can’t let it go to waste, or I’m sorry for your good intentions at the beginning!”

Zhang Jian instinctively took the pastry, took a bite, and later realized that it was not on his own table. The guy borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and the flowers belonged to his own family. He couldn't help but take a deep look at Cheng Nuo: " You were sneaky when you were in Nantong last time, I think that's when your plan started, right?"

"Mr. Zhang's pastry is really good. You must tell me where you bought it so that I can bring home specialties when I go back." Cheng Nuo also felt a little hungry, so he picked up a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth: "But one day To put it bluntly, I really didn't start counting from then on, but from the first time I met Mr. Zhang, I thought of this."

If you have to find a word to describe Zhang Jian, the word "all-rounder" can't be more suitable. His life experience is rich and colorful. His thoughts and practices involve politics, economy, culture, education, military affairs, diplomacy and even municipal affairs, architecture, art, religion, In many fields such as medicine, the development of meteorological business is one of the many careers he pioneered.

In the interest of sustainable development, of course these words cannot be spoken out, otherwise the old man would have to be scared out of his wits.

Holding the cake crumbs under his chin with one hand, and eating the cake with the other, Zhang Jian said, "It's okay, these materials are dead, and to those who don't know their value, they are just a pile of waste paper." , but for professionals who really know the goods, it is a priceless treasure, and it is kept in my place, and you can find a suitable time to take it away for me."

After listening, Cheng Nuo pushed the fruit plate in front of him, his face full of joy: "Just wait for your words, Mr. Zhang. I will definitely make the best use of these materials and maximize their value."

The cakes were too sweet and too greasy for the elderly, so Zhang Jian put down the half-eaten cakes and said deliberately: "But then again, things can't be given to you for free, I still have to say a few things here. "

Cheng Nuo couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Zhang, please tell me, I will do it if I can."

Zhang Jian pushed the fruit plate to the middle of the coffee table, and said: "These materials are all from Nantong, which is close to the sea and the river. Our country has a vast territory, and the climate difference between the north, the south, and the east is huge. Don't talk about wars on paper. In the end, it will be the common people who will be hurt. Don't let them down." trust."

Faced with such a situation, Cheng Nuo had no disagreement, and it was in line with his original intention: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, we will establish a meteorological observation station across the country to know the rainfall, wind direction, temperature rise and fall, and air pressure changes throughout the country, so as to determine agricultural affairs. Reform, the standard of disaster prevention, analyze and archive all the data, and establish a complete meteorological observation system.”

Zhang Jian was very satisfied with this answer, he held Cheng Nuo tightly with both hands, and kept nodding his head, everything was in his feelings.

The best third person, Jiang Jiangzuo, was also very moved when he saw this scene, thinking that he really did not follow the wrong boss, and his ideal seemed to be right in front of him.My thoughts diverged, and I suddenly realized that according to the division of administrative regions, at least [-] meteorological stations must be established. How much would it cost?

Why didn't I earn any money, so I figured out how to spend it.

Zhang Jian can make decisions about matters in Nantong, but it is hard to say about things about Xujiahui Observatory. After all, it is run by foreigners in the final analysis. Once foreign-related issues become more complicated, the actual situation can only be clarified by asking the person in charge.

After agreeing on a date to go to Xujiahui together, Cheng Nuo and the two prepared to head back home. Today's mission was considered completed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the gate of the mansion, Zhang Jian stopped them suddenly, and then whispered something in the servant's ear. The servant nodded and went down.

"Leaving you here for dinner insists on not agreeing, as if I'm going to do something to you, Zhiyuan, tell me, how polite you are at this time, didn't you see you like this just now?" Zhang Jian looked at the two and joked.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiangzuo stabbed his brother in time: "Yes, Zhiyuan, I saw the cakes on the fruit plate. You sat there quietly and reimbursed more than half of them. When I saw them, there were only a few left." , Are you full after eating this and have no appetite to eat?"

Cheng Nuo complained again and again: "No way, our hotel still has a lot of documents waiting for me to deal with, Lifu, you forgot, when we came over, there were already several telegrams on my desk waiting for me to reply, and it will be late when I go back. Well, the staff in charge of sending telegrams are all off duty. Besides, you didn’t eat less of that pastry, and while I was talking to Mr. Zhang, you already wiped out a lot in advance.”

It's not a real brother, it's not so ruthless to stick a knife in each other's ribs.

Seeing the servant coming, carrying a gift box, Zhang Jian nodded to him, held the bottom of the box and said with a smile: "It seems that you all like cakes, I brought them from Nantong, except for the ones on the fruit plate , the rest is here, I can’t eat sweets when I’m old, so please help me to eat them all.”

Out of politeness, Cheng Nuo originally wanted to refuse, but after feeling the enthusiasm, he hesitated and accepted it.

Jiang Jiangzuo spoke first: "Thank you Mr. Zhang, now we are lucky."

As he spoke, he deliberately bumped Cheng Nuo with his arm: "Did you hear that, Mr. Zhang gave it to us both, remember to share it with me when you go back, you are not allowed to eat alone!"

Cheng Nuo bumped back angrily, put the gift box away, and thanked, "Thank you Mr. Zhang. When we come to Shanghai later, I have already brought you a taste of the special products of Daoxiang Village in Beijing."

Zhang Jian didn't care, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, it's enough for you to have this kind of heart."

Just these few people bid farewell to each other and left the mansion.

On the way back, Jiang Jiangzuo took out a pastry from the gift box and put it in his mouth, making a vague voice: "@#%...#@#￥..."

Cheng Nuo snatched the gift box, lightly kicked his buttocks, and said with a smile, "Stop talking about anything else, just talk about people."

The kick definitely didn't hurt, but Jiang Jiangzuo dodged in a hurry, with the pastry in his mouth, and the thing was loose, and he choked if he didn't pay attention.

This startled Cheng Nuo, put the gift box aside, hurried forward to help, patted his back to make him feel better, and tried to swallow the mouthful of food smoothly.

The brother was just there to trick him. Who would have thought that Jiang Jiangzuo's life-or-death look was just a faux pas, and when Cheng Nuo came over, he kicked his butt in return, and ran forward with the gift box in his hand.

Laughing wildly while running: "I just said that junior Zhu Kezhen is coming back, where do you put these materials, the things accumulated over the past few decades must take up a lot of space, I didn't expect you to be so despicable, don't talk about it Wude."

Cheng Nuo was also helpless and patted the ashes on his buttocks.

"That depends on when the apprentice will come back?"

"Is there anything special about it?"

"Of course, if you come back early, you will be temporarily placed in the Shanghai Branch of the Academy of Sciences. If you are late, Sichuan and Shaanxi are all possible."

Jiang Jiangzuo looked suspicious: "One south and one north, one east and one west, isn't the difference too big?"

Chen Nuo crossed his arms, put his back on his neck, and walked leisurely behind: "I can't do wedding dresses for people."

"Of course, we have to wait until we get to Xujiahui. By the way, we can see what tricks Little Japan is secretly doing."

(End of this chapter)