latelenovela Chapter 851 Why waste your breath? Come on, let me show you the big treasure!
Chapter 851 Why waste your breath? Come on, let me show you the big treasure!
In early May, the sea breeze, carrying salty moisture, gently caressed the winding coastline of the coastal city. Under the afternoon sun, the azure sea shattered into thousands of shimmering golden scales, softly lapping against the breakwater with a rhythmic splashing sound.
In the distance, the cries of seagulls mingled with the roar of port cranes, and the air was filled with a unique aroma of seawater, engine oil, and a faint fishy smell.
Jiangxia stood by the dock, gazing at the bustling scene before him, lost in thought.
Huh? What's that little ahoge doing here?
Haha, of course it was due to an emergency change in the delegation's itinerary.
According to the original plan, the delegations attending the IEC General Meeting were supposed to travel south to Hong Kong, where they would transfer to an international cruise ship to Geneva.
However, the concealed truth about the bombing Lubyanka orchestrated on the railway put the higher-ups on high alert. Regardless of France's heated rhetoric and the alliance's verbal sparring, our people must be kept safe!
But which way should we go?
Just as the decision-makers were in a dilemma, someone remembered the "Donghai," a 10,000-ton landing ship that had been captured not long ago in a battle along the southeast coast and originally belonged to the Japanese.
A bold new plan quickly took shape: the delegation would travel north to Bincheng, from where they would board the ship. This giant steel vessel would carry them south along my country's coastline, directly to the important port of Rongcheng in South China, and from there transfer to Hong Kong.
Therefore, as the chief technical advisor for the delegation before their departure, Jiang Xia naturally also came to this northern port.
Bincheng Port, an important deep-water ice-free port in northern China, has undergone several expansions since the founding of the People's Republic of China. By the 4s, it had four operating wharves with a total of 48 berths.
Within the port area, cranes of various types stand in rows, totaling 102 units. They form a steel forest and constitute the main force of the port's mechanized loading and unloading.
As Jiang Xia stared intently at the giant, outstretched port cranes, a rough voice rang out beside him: "Are you stunned? You won't see so many cranes anywhere else!"
Old Wang stepped forward, shielding Jiang Xia from the Hong Kong wind that was blowing his hair wildly, and pointed to the crane across the street, looking somewhat wistful.
“Our Bincheng Port is now one of the top deep-water, ice-free ports in the Far East. All these big vessels in front of you are imported.”
Old Wang pointed at the cranes: "Those semi-gantry cranes over there are old guys left over from the early days of the small notebook. Over there, yes, those with particularly long booms, are the real 'flagship products of heavy industry' that we bought from the Alliance big brother later."
"It's not cheap. I heard that just one large one costs hundreds of thousands of rubles, but you can't buy one now. I was thinking of moving one into the cave, but unfortunately there aren't any suitable ones."
Jiang Xia listened silently, his gaze wandering among these giant steel arms.
Old Wang, as expected of a former naval soldier, was extremely familiar with the port. Moreover, the kid understood the unspoken meaning behind Old Wang's words perfectly.
Port cranes...
To be honest, Jiangxia is not incapable of making port cranes.
On the contrary, 80% of the world's port cranes in later generations are marked "Made in China". From the super-large gantry cranes in the Panama Canal to the small loading and unloading machines in inland ports, the presence of Chinese-made products can be seen everywhere.
Jiang Xia even remembers an amusing incident: Later, when India wanted to build a port on the west coast, instead of buying cranes from China that met the standards, they insisted that the goods from the "suzerain country" were more reliable, and spent three times the price to buy two "second-hand machines" from the Lobster Country.
When the equipment was shipped back to India, workers discovered during disassembly and inspection that the inside of the fuselage was printed with a large "Made in China" logo.
The old equipment that Lobster Country dismantled from the bankrupt Port of Southampton was originally exported by China!
But right now, he has no interest in that field. Although Bincheng Port is busy, it's far from operating 24/7 like in later years, and the demand for cranes isn't that urgent yet.
Moreover, there's something exceptionally beautiful waiting for him to indulge in...
"Brother Jiang! That old man is saying again that you'd rather 'befriend foreign powers than your own slaves'!"
Jin Zhen, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, climbed up the breakwater to Jiangxia's side and loudly complained to Jiangxia about the crowd gathered not far away.
The chubby boy rushed back from the nearby beach: "Brother! I caught... a big pair of pliers! Tonight... tonight, I'm going to stuff it into that old man's pants!"
Jiang Xia gave Fatty a thumbs up, then carefully brushed the sand off Fatty's body.
"Do you know why I didn't want to waste my breath arguing with Mr. Dong and the others at the meeting just now?"
Jinzhen and Pangdun exchanged a glance and shook their heads.
"Because instead of arguing, let's get down to business!"
"Come on, big brother will take you to see a treasure!"