Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 129 Radio

Zhang Yuchen knows: Somewhere outdoors, in a dark corner, in a back alley, or in a quiet courtyard room, there is a person sitting in front of a radio, carefully spinning The dial on the radio, with earphones on his head, he is a hunter, chasing his prey cautiously in the air...

The imagination stopped here, because the radio wave tracker in his mind was wearing a flying fish suit——Zhang Yuchen shook his head, freeing himself from the delusion of spy movies.Jin Yiwei didn't turn sideways to the radio station.But at this moment, he was doing the same job as those radio operators who were hunted down by direction finders in front of the radio station.

Personal appraisal of Zhang Yuchen from the Traveling Political Security Bureau (top secret):

"Born on X, X, XXXX. Participated in cross-traveling in X, XXXX. Han nationality. Political orientation: Moderate socialism. Personality - mild personality, approachable to friends, taciturn; merciless to enemies. Noble morals, no bad habits , clear social relationship. Expertise: communications and ciphers. Performance——a rare expert—”

Zhang Yuchen originally worked in the communications department, but because of his understanding of ciphers, he was transferred by the intelligence department to participate in this underground intelligence activity in Guangzhou as a telegrapher.

The new work arrangement made him a little uncomfortable at first, but when he thought that he was going to work underground in the enemy-occupied area like the secret radio operator in the novel and movie, his blood boiled with enthusiasm and he was full of expectations.As a way to vent his anticipation, he even compiled a set of passwords before departure. When he solemnly handed over the codebook to Shao Zong, Shao Zong couldn't laugh or cry:

"Who is your password for? Who else has a radio station in this time and space besides us?"

"This—" Zhang Yuchen scratched his head, "It must be useful."

This set of codes did play a role in the future.

At 15:50 in the afternoon, in the empty telegraph room, Zhang Yuchen rubbed his hands like a person warming himself by a fire in a cold night.This is partly due to nervousness, and partly due to careful preparations for the dispatch.

The contact time between the advance station and the main station of Bairen City is 16:[-].According to the regulations of the intelligence team, the advance station must contact regularly every day to ensure that the headquarters can confirm the safety of the Guangzhou advance station. If there is no contact for three consecutive days, the Lingao headquarters will dispatch a rescue team to Guangzhou.Today is his first report.

He set up the transmitter and switched on the power.Power is provided by a bank of lead-acid batteries, recharged by a hand-cranked generator.The antenna is set up on a big tree in the yard outside the house.

The telegram was placed in front of him, with four numbers as a group, and the telegram was clearly coded. In addition to the report that they had arrived safely, there was also a work report written by Xiao Zishan——he obviously never wrote the telegram, and wrote it in a very provocative manner. Wordy, made the telegram very long.Fortunately, there is no radio detection vehicle here, and there is no safety problem if you send it casually.

It is 16:00 now.He nodded to Guo Yi and Xiao Zishan who were in the room, and put the earphones on his head.He quickly adjusted the dial, and immediately heard the loud and clear call from the main station: "GDA...GDA...GDA" The call came from the main station across space again and again, which filled him with confidence.If there is no accident, it is Li Chiqi's cousin Zhang Yu calling. This 19-year-old girl was tricked into this time and space by the extremely clumsy method of "going to a fun place together" by her cousin who has ulterior motives for her.When he was training to be a nurse, he fainted and vomited when he saw blood but failed, so he was tricked by Shao Zong to become a radio operator.

Hearing this call also meant a safe bond with Bairen City.He adjusted the frequency to get the strongest signal.Fortunately, there are no other radio waves in this space-time, and the sky is completely silent.

He started to send a report, and played the call sign of the radio station of Guangzhou Advance Station: "GDA" several times, then leaned back and listened carefully.

"BRL...BRL...BRL", the main station of Bairen City replied, the signal was loud and clear against the clean background.

The main station is ready to receive the report.Zhang Yuchen looked at the clock, and pressed his finger to the electric key. After a few seconds, he had forgotten himself, and his body and mind were completely concentrated on the flexible fingers, and on the jumping and long and short clicks of the electric key of the transmitter.

The state seemed to be surprisingly good, and his sending speed was faster than every practice in the past. At 16:22, after sending the last set of telegrams, he sent out the GDA call signal indicating that the telegrams had ended.He half leaned on the chair and listened attentively to the call from the main station.In the office building of "Lingao Telecom" in Bairen City, the fledgling Zhang Yu is probably reading the telegrams group by group to make sure that there are no missing or wrong codes. If there are any, he has to resend them. once.

After about 15 minutes, the call for BRL that accepted the success rang.The traverser's first long-distance telegraph transmission was thus completed.

"Now, maybe Ding Ding is dragging his big wild horse to report this historic moment on the spot," Xiao Zishan said with a smile, "Everyone, every audience, maybe you just opened the elevator---"

"Dayangma, I really want one too." Zhang Yuchen's nerdy nature was exposed.

"When are you going to Macau! Let's go to Kaikai!" Several people were already ready to move.

"Put it down, I'm not interested in the kind of woman who hasn't showered for ten years, even if she is the ancestor of Audrey Hepburn."

"Xiao Guo, isn't Sarina very nice? I heard that she is interested in you?" Xiao Zishan began to gossip.

Guo Yi's face suddenly turned red: "What's the matter! We rarely have contact with each other." This is true. When working in the security team, Selina meant to be close to him, but he was afraid of being caught by others. Misunderstanding, keep a strict distance.

"Why are you shy? It's not bad to have a foreign horse as your girlfriend. Show off my power of China and spread all kinds of seeds in the world—" Xiao Zishan laughed, and the people around him also booed. It started ticking, Zhang Yuchen quickly put on the earphones, listened intently, and started copying the newspaper.

"What news?" Several people became nervous. They didn't call back just now, but now they suddenly started generating electricity. Could there be any important instructions?

"The Ministry of Agriculture called the Guangzhou Advance Station—" Zhang Yuchen translated and read while receiving the newspaper, "Please purchase the following products in Guangzhou:

100 pigs

100 live chickens, ducks and geese

2000 kg of lard, tallow or other miscellaneous vegetable oils

10 horses

10 donkeys

......"

"God, Wu Nanhai thinks this is a farmer's market!" Lu Rong exclaimed, "Donkey? I've never seen a donkey in Guangdong and Guangxi!"

"It's not easy to buy horses, is it?" Zhang Xin said, "It may be easier to do it in the north, but here in Guangzhou, you can only do it from the army."

What is even more confusing is what to do with 2000 kilograms of fat. Before going out, although the food in the cafeteria has improved a little, it is still known for its lack of oil and water. I have never seen fried food. Stir-fried vegetables are rare. The only way is to make a big pot of soup Only then will I be stingy to put a little lard down, and meet the oil star.Could it be that Wu Nanhai was eager to improve his food and prepared to make fried food?

"I guess he didn't ask for the oil, but probably for soap?"

"Soap!" Zhang Xin's eyes lit up, "This thing is a great weapon for making money through time travel! Soap is used by every household."

"We can also make different grades: all kinds of floral soaps and transparent soaps can be sold to rich people. And some aphrodisiacs can be sold to brothels or something—"

"What counts as an aphrodisiac?" Yan Maoda asked.

"Myrrh or something? That's what the Arabs do anyway."

"What is myrrh? The Arabian Peninsula is far away from here."

"Don't worry, is there anything in Guangzhou?" Guo Yi was full of confidence, "We haven't figured out the situation here yet."

Yan Maoda said: "We must first know what Guangzhou can supply, and then what can be sold to Guangzhou."

Commodities for trade, many proposals were gathered at various conferences.According to the report of the Ministry of Industry, the products that can be supplied in the near future include: table salt, cigarettes, glassware, refined sugar, matches, soap, and iron products represented by sewing needles.Some people also proposed shochu, but distilled liquor was already very popular in the Ming Dynasty, and it was impossible to obtain high profits as a special commodity.

"I have an opinion on wine, but this matter requires the cooperation of the agricultural sector and the industrial sector." Zhang Hongda said.

Xiao Zishan said, "I'll take it home and coordinate with them."

"We don't have a head start on liquor, but we can start with packaging to open up the market."

Zhang Xin has already understood: "Old wine in new bottle?!"

Yan Maoda nodded: "That's right, we don't even need the process of brewing our own wine - after all, wine needs food - we purchase liquor in batches here in Guangzhou, transport glass bottles from Lingao, and fill them locally Processing. This value can be doubled immediately."

"Not bad," Xiao Zishan cheered up.

"If you think about it carefully, there are many ways, such as dyeing white wine, how about golden yellow? Like XO?" Guo Yi spoke.

Several people looked over together, and Guo Yi's scalp tingled for a while: "What are you doing?"

Yan Maoda chuckled: "Sometimes it's even more treacherous for a layman to be a profiteer."

(End of this chapter)