59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

"May God bless Japan."

Chen Feng doesn't believe in God, but he is very curious about this typhoon.

Because he was browsing forums in high school, he saw an article that introduced the world's five strongest super typhoons, Vietnam, China, the Philippines, and Japan twice.

In late September 1959, a super typhoon landed in Wakayama Prefecture, and the surging tide rushed into the metropolis of Nagoya, killing more than 4,600 people.

The water train in Spirited Away is said to be a re-enactment of the scene of the Ise Bay typhoon flooding Nagoya.

The casualties caused by this typhoon were not large, but the economic losses caused were difficult to calculate.

About 200,000 hectares of arable land were barren, all factories in central Honshu were closed, 40,838 houses collapsed, 113,052 houses were half collapsed, more than 1.5 million victims were homeless, and Japan was almost paralyzed.

"I was wondering why such a big thing was not reported in the newspaper. It turned out that the time was postponed."

Chen Feng thought for a long time and felt that the history in his memory could not be compared with this world.

It seems that the general trend remains unchanged, but there are many differences in the small trends.

At least in the last world, there was no tomb of the Queen of Jingjue in the northwest desert, let alone the ghost city of Snake Swamp, and the mysterious Zhang family and Wang family that were said to be influenced by kings, princes, generals and ministers.

God knows whether these variables will affect the climate when they are superimposed!

After all, an ancient tomb in Pingshan, Xiangxi, can affect the celestial phenomena when it is born!

"Come, Xiaofeng, have a drink with me."

Grandpa really took out a bottle of wine, or Fenjiu, which is the famous Xinghua wine.

"Dad, you still have this good stuff?"

When Zhou Jing saw the wine bottle, all the worries on his face disappeared.

He had originally thought that while Chen Feng was here, he would catch more fish in the next few days, at least catching two or three hundred kilograms to keep, so his good mood was extinguished by the typhoon.

But now that he saw the wine, he immediately threw the typhoon out of his mind.

"Go, go, there's no share for you."

Grandpa treasured it very much.

But this bottle of wine is indeed a luxury in the countryside.

Fenjiu is an ancient and famous wine in my country, produced in Xinghua Village, Fenyang City, Shanxi Province. When the name of Fenjiu originated, further research is needed, but as early as more than 1,400 years ago, the name of "Fenqing" had already existed here.

Since Fenjiu won the first-class gold medal at the first Panama World Expo in San Francisco in 1915, its reputation has spread all over the world and has become famous.

It is world-famous with Maotai Liquor, which also won the second-class bronze medal.

That's right, Moutai is the second, not as good as Fenjiu, and has always been suppressed by Fenjiu.

In the 1950s and 1960s, Fenjiu was the first, in the 1980s and 1990s, Wuliangye was the first, and after the 1990s, Moutai successfully created momentum and the latter took the lead.

"Grandpa, I don't drink."

Chen Feng declined his grandfather's kindness.

"Dad, I'll drink with you."

"I don't need you to accompany me."

"No, it's so lonely to drink alone."

Grandpa refused to give in and said, "Two people drink, and I'll lose half."

Grandma scolded angrily, "Okay, okay, we've finished eating, why drink wine."

Without permission, she took away all the bottles.

The old and the strong were left looking at each other.

"No, Xiaofeng doesn't drink, I want to drink!" Grandpa said unwillingly.

"Drink sugar water."

Chen Feng said with a smile, and got up to make them a large bowl of well water with orange juice.

"Cousin, I want to drink too."

"Pour it yourself!"

Grandpa said unhappily.

"Xiaofeng, I have locked all the windows in your room, don't open them." Aunt warned.

"Yeah."

Chen Feng went out to look at the sky, which did not look like a low-pressure storm was coming.

Meteorologists' forecasts are not necessarily accurate.

There were no weather satellites in those days, and foreign countries still had weather reconnaissance aircraft. China could only rely on the ocean group of the coastal marine hydrological and meteorological stations for observation and early warning.

After dark, the sky here was still normal.

But because there might be a storm surge at night, Chen Feng did not dare to go out.

Although the high tide is not a tsunami, it is also very powerful. If you are caught in it, it is easy to get into trouble.

Fortunately, he put a lot of books in the space.

Well, most of them were "borrowed" from the Beihai Library, and he would send them back after reading them.

Just like the poem: I came quietly, just as I left quietly, I waved my sleeves and left no sea of ​​books.

Soon after dawn the next day, it began to drizzle.

Chen Feng steamed meat buns and used three duck eggs from the duck cage.

, mixed with cabbage leaves to cook duck egg soup.

"Dangdangdang!"

The gong sounded again.

"What happened this time?"

Grandpa was still very experienced, and sighed: "It's probably because someone didn't listen last night and went out to sea to fish."

Chen Feng looked at the wind and rain outside the door and said: "Grandpa, the wind is so light, there shouldn't be big waves."

Grandpa shook his head and said: "It's different. The wind is light on the shore, but it may not be in the sea. It's the end of October now, and the cold wind is blowing from the north. The wind here comes from Sijiucheng, so it's light. It's different in the sea, it may be a strong wind."

The southern part of the Bohai Strait is mostly open waters. The special sea structure has a very poor shielding effect on the northerly wind, and there is a lack of anchorages that can effectively avoid strong northerly winds.

The average number of days with strong winds above level 8 can reach about 60 days a year, and the average number of days with strong winds above level 6 can reach about 100 days a year.

The intensity is the highest in winter.

Most of the 8-10 winds in Bohai are thunderstorms, which means that there will be fierce convective weather attacks.

Although Grandpa Zhou is uneducated, he is experienced.

"Grandpa, can we still go fishing?" Zhou Dinghai asked.

Grandpa took a look at the weather outside, hesitated again and again, and shook his head.

"There is food at home, so I won't go out."

After a while, the buns were cooked, and Zhou Jing had not returned.

Grandpa told Zhou Fubo to find him.

"I'll go too!"

Chen Feng picked up a bamboo hat and put it on his head.

The bamboo strips in the middle are similar to hats, with a radius of nearly 60 cm long edges, which is about the same size as common umbrellas.

There are very few umbrellas in rural areas now. Most of them are made of this kind of bamboo, with a kind of wild grass that Chen Feng does not recognize in the middle (generally bamboo leaves in the south, grass in the north), stacked layer by layer, forming a rainproof layer similar to roof tiles.

As for the common plastic film in later generations.

Sorry, it will take several years for polyethylene to be used in the civilian market in Beijing.

"Wait, put on your raincoat."

Auntie came out with two traditional raincoats made of dragon beard grass, one for Chen Feng and one for Zhou Fubo.

It was the first time that Chen Feng encountered this kind of raincoat, which was invented in China for more than two thousand years and has been continuously improved.

"I wonder if there are any raincoats that are more than twenty years old."

Plant fiber is an organic matter, which is easy to get damp and rot after being stored for a certain period of time. Therefore, most of the straw raincoats cannot be preserved for a long time.

The oldest raincoat in later generations was protected by the British using various drugs.

An antique thatched raincoat from the late Qing Dynasty, almost the same age as the American one.

Wearing a round bamboo hat, he followed Zhou Fubo to the village committee - Zhou Family Ancestral Hall.