[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Aircraft are different from airplanes in that they are lighter, more flexible, lower in cost, and less difficult to develop.

Purely based on the current industrial capacity, the technology for making aircraft is sufficient but the materials are not enough.

The frame of an aircraft requires a series of aerospace materials such as light and tough aluminum alloys, which are not something that any glass factory or metallurgical factory can produce.

At present, the automobile industry has just developed for less than a year, and even domestic automobiles are barely being updated. It is true that it will take at least another five or six years to build aircraft.

"Private aircraft?" Qian Fan was used to flying bombers and fighter jets before, so he really doesn't know much about this thing: "The one like a jetpack?"

Under everyone's gaze, Xin Qiji stepped forward quickly, and inserted the U disk with his ID printed on it into the demonstrator.

A trumpet-like thing appeared on the screen, with a seat for people to sit at the front end and a huge propeller at the rear end.

This is obviously not created by him—it is a new type of transportation that was born in 2010 and will still be popular in 2030. The cost is about 7 to 15 yuan.

Liu Xi looked up at the blueprints of different types of aircraft on the PPT, thinking that when he was in college, he almost broke his leg playing with this thing.

——Although I have been broken until now, it is not a big problem.

"In modern times, this kind of aircraft is generally used to solve traffic problems," Xin Qiji demonstrated the simplified manufacturing process and technical requirements, and explained in combination with reality: "But for the ancients, if they did not receive scientific education, suddenly Seeing a group of people appearing in the sky and giving them a certain deterrent is enough to equate to the reappearance of a miracle."

It's like splitting the Red Sea in two before Westerners.

Qian Fan looked at him with a complicated expression for a long time.

This ancient friend of his is now very proficient in talking about the past and the present, which is a little bit out of harmony but seems very logical.

"You mean, we don't use large-scale bombing and strikes, but use this kind of technology to deter people?" The officer on the sidelines said, "Because they don't know the situation at all, and they don't have the ability to control the air?"

Xin Qiji shrugged his shoulders and said seriously: "The number of casualties is lower, and the cost and transportation pressure will also be reduced. You can try it."

The traditional way of fighting, of course, is to throw stones and shoot arrows at each other, and it might take months to siege the city for an endurance battle.

Modern warfare is all about precise strikes and force deterrence, and strive to end battles ruthlessly, accurately and quickly.

But the problem is that now a group of modern people are solving the problem of the ancient territory, and killing is not a wise choice.

"I never agree with the Senate Council's proposal to act as the leader of a cult," Qian Fan said after a while, "but if it can be outsmarted, it will definitely be given priority."

People started talking, and kept asking for more details about the proposal.

Xin Qiji had already prepared the relevant specific images and data, and he answered fluently on the demonstration stage, showing a very mature performance.

Liu Zi thought for a moment before raising his hand and pressing the signal light.

"Liu Yuanshou?" Qian Fan was writing the relevant records, and said casually, "What do you want to say?"

Although the relationship between the two of them has changed from a nodding acquaintance to a good brother in the past few years, they still behaved tepidly to the outside world, and they did not disclose their close friendship.

Qian Fan's politeness and politeness to Liu Xun in public has always been to protect the identities of the two of them.

"If the plan is to go north again, I can allocate [-] tons of grain reserves from my side." Liu Xi said slowly: "I just calculated, the shelf life of this batch of grain is just enough to meet the latest plan for you to leave the army. time."

Thirty tons? !

The atmosphere in the entire conference hall began to boil——

This extra assistance is really the icing on the cake!

Performing high-performance flying echelon performances in the sky, opening warehouses and releasing food directly in front of the city gate to show kindness, if this matter is placed in the environment of 2030, it is equivalent to a group of aliens appearing in the sky on flying saucers and starting to fight Scale supply of nano-pharmaceuticals that can make people live forever.

No matter what the nobles of the Kingdom of Jin who insisted on guarding the city because of food and clothing think, at least which side those refugees and refugees will stand on is self-evident.

This news is nothing short of a shot in the arm.

Due to the black market and the international environment, the price of rice has become more and more expensive. Under such circumstances, the ability to open warehouses and supply directly and unconditionally may not help the city's conquest, but at least it can disrupt the order in their city to a certain extent.

The Kingdom of Jin occupied most of the territory in the east and north, and the Kingdom of Song was unable to attack the Central Capital for a long time. The timing was indeed very good.

If the entire coastline can be connected all the way to the northeast, it will be very convenient whether it is opening trade or shipping.

The entire meeting was discussed from ten o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the evening. When people left the venue, they were quite worried and still had a lot to say.

As for Mr. Xin, who has just arrived, whether it is a broad mind or a mature and steady conversation, it is quite impressive.

Obviously, a powerful person came to the Senate.

Liu Xi didn't know whether You'an would stay in the military headquarters to work overtime at night, at least Qian Fan might be busy for a while because of today's affairs.

He approached the apartment building alone, and suddenly sneezed.

It was already autumn, and the night wind was indeed a bit cold.

A cloak was covering his body, and when he turned around, it was You'an.

"Have you rested too?" Liu Xi laughed and said, "That's great, I can pay less overtime pay."

Xin Qiji raised his hand to help him fasten the cloak, and said gently, "Let's go for a walk today, the night view will be beautiful."

"Why? Is there any special statement today?" Liu Xi felt the loose and warm cloak, and wanted to hold his hand in public, but he held back after thinking about it.

"Today is September 24, and it's also our Mid-Autumn Festival." You'an looked up at the sky, and the bright moon had already reached the sky, shining brightly and warmly.

He obviously came down from the apartment building one step earlier, changed his uniform and re-dressed as an ancient man, and only took him to the business district of Yangzhou City for a while.

Now that it has been mutated for six years, people's living habits are constantly merging.

The ancients gradually got used to the existence of electric lights and telephone booths, and communication kiosks began to be built in the surrounding weeks, and wanderers and elderly parents were thinking of ways to listen to each other's voices across thousands of miles.

High-quality and cheap porcelain and silk flowed into the homes of Jiangyin people, and people couldn't put it down for such elegant and gorgeous handicrafts.

Young Jiangyin girls began to wear long skirts and gowns with the characteristics of the Song Dynasty, and spent a lot of money to buy the works of famous embroiderers.

Cloaks, capes, hand warmers and other things have also become one of the must-haves for modern people in winter.

Similarly, daily necessities such as baby warmers, instant noodles, and lighters have long been popular on a large scale, and even wealthy businessmen in Fujian have already had a lighter.

More and more people are beginning to participate in dances and festivals together, and they are also feeling this peaceful and peaceful Mid-Autumn Festival night together.

"According to the rules here, every Mid-Autumn Festival night, you have to worship the moon," Xin Qiji led him to shuttle between the lanterns and the crowd, and his voice was unhurried: "Men ask more, go to the Toad Palace early, Gao Pan "Xiangui', there is a poem once chanted 'At that time, people were not surprised to be admitted early, only for Chang'e's love for young people.'"

"I heard that many people go to Qiantang, but to watch the tide?" Liu Xi asked curiously, "Let's go and have a look when we are free?"

Xin Qiji smiled and wanted to touch his cheek, but he just stood there for a moment staring at him in the crowd of people, then turned around and continued walking: "Yes, if we have time to spare in the future, we will go to see the West Lake The Broken Bridge and the magnificent view of the Qiantang.”

Liu Xi followed him obediently, and caught a glimpse of the dotted lights by the river at a glance.

The light like broken gold is rippling with the smoke waves, people gather there and put lotus lamps, and the fragrance of pine sandalwood spreads to all places along with the breeze.

Surprisingly, looking along the entire Yangzhou River, there are countless lights floating all the way.

"The tens of thousands of river lanterns are all small sheepskin water lanterns, and they should be called 'a little red'," Xin Qiji leaned against him and said softly: "Su Shi once said, 'Whoever sails a boat to the ancient Bian, thousands of lanterns change into fish and dragons at night' , exactly in response to this scene.”

Liu Xi stared at it for a long time, then slowly said: "It's a pity that my mobile phone is out of battery, otherwise I have to take a few more pictures."

They walked forward together listening to the singing of high-rise buildings in the distance, eating and chatting with warm Soviet-style moon cakes in their hands, enjoying the tranquility in the hustle and bustle together after a long absence.

When he got to a certain place, Xin Qiji realized that it looked familiar: "Isn't this here?"

"Well, I brought you here specially," Liu Xi said with a smile, "Didn't you often visit this piano shop when you first came to Yangzhou?"

At that time, he had just arrived and knew nothing about Yangzhou and Jiangyin.

But the strength of character cannot be hidden.

Xin Qiji naturally liked silk and bamboo poetry, and he could write good handwriting. Unfortunately, although he stopped by famous pianos many times in the past, he never had a chance to buy one.

"You mean..." Xin Qiji said in surprise, "Could it be..."

"I placed the order a few months ago. I thought I'd deliver it to you in person when I'm done working these days," Liu Xi walked into the store with him, and greeted the boss with a smile.

"Although it is not as good as 'Jiaowei' and 'Duyou', it is still a heart."

Between the words, the guys moved out the newly made Qin with brisk hands and feet.

The high-quality sycamore wood has a deep luster, the chestnut body has a unique wood grain, and the tail of the piano is painted with white plum blossoms, which reveals an indescribable tranquility.

Xin Qiji stared blankly for a long time, and only stepped forward to raise his hand to caress a few times.

The sound is even and round, clear and fragrant.

Although it is simple and unsophisticated, both the shape and the tone are bright and elegant, as if it was tailor-made for him.

This is probably the most unexpected and desirable gift.

Liu Xi blinked, and imitated everyone's greetings and said with a smile: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, You'an."

This piano can be the same.

I wish people a long time.