Zhang Yuchen knew: somewhere outdoors, in a dark corner, in a back alley, or in a house in a quiet courtyard, there was a person sitting in front of a radio station, spinning carefully
The dial on the radio station, headphones on his head, he is a hunter, carefully chasing his prey in the air...
The imagination stopped here, because the radio wave tracker in his mind was wearing a Feiyu suit. Zhang Yuchen shook his head and got rid of the delusion of the spy movie. Jin Yiwei did not turn to the radio. But at this moment,
He did the same job as those operators who were hunted by direction finders in front of the radio station.
The Personal Appraisal of Zhang Yuchen from the Time Travelers by the Time Travel Political Security Bureau (Top Secret):
"Born on x, x, xxxx, xxxx. Participated in the time travel business in xxxx, x month. Han nationality. Personality - gentle personality, approachable to friends, taciturn; ruthless to enemies. High moral character, no bad habits, clear social relations. Expertise: Communication
And cryptographic professional performance - he is a rare expert -"
Zhang Yuchen originally worked in the communications department. Because of his understanding of codes, he was transferred by the intelligence department to participate in this underground intelligence activity in Guangzhou and served as a radio operator.
The new work arrangement made him a little uncomfortable at first, but when he thought that he would work underground in enemy-occupied areas like a secret radio operator in novels and movies, his blood boiled and he was full of expectations. As a response to this expectation
To vent his anger, he even compiled a set of codes before setting off. When he solemnly handed the code book to Shao Zong, Shao Zong couldn't laugh or cry:
"Who do you want to use this 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 together, like a man warming himself by the fire in the cold night. This was partly due to nervousness, and partly to make careful preparations for sending the telegraph.
The contact time between the advance station and the main station in Bairencheng is 16:00. 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. Once there is no contact for three consecutive days, the Lingao headquarters
A rescue team will be dispatched to Guangzhou. Today is the first time he has sent a report.
He set up the transmitter and connected it to the power supply. The power was provided by a set of lead-acid battery packs and was charged by a hand-cranked generator. The antenna was 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. The telegram was in clear code. In addition to reporting that they had arrived safely, there was also a work report written by Xiao Zishan - he obviously had never written a telegram, and he wrote it in a fluent manner.
It's so verbose that it makes the message very long. Fortunately, there are no radio detection vehicles here, so there is no safety problem if you send it casually.
It was now 16:00. He nodded to Guo Yi and Xiao Zishan who were indoors and put the headphones on his head. He quickly adjusted the dial and immediately heard the loud and clear main station call: "gda...gda...
gda" call came over and over again from the main station across space, making him full of confidence. If there were no accidents, it was Li Chiqi's cousin Zhang Yu who was calling. This 19-year-old girl was killed by her cousin who had ulterior motives for her.
He used an extremely clumsy method of "going to fun places together" to deceive him into this time and space. When he was training to be a nurse because he fainted and vomited after seeing blood and failed, he was deceived by Shao Zong into becoming a telegraph operator.
Hearing this call also meant a safe connection with Bairen City. He adjusted the frequency to receive the strongest signal. Fortunately, there were no other radio waves in this time and space, and there was silence in the sky.
He began to send the report, typing the call sign of the Guangzhou advance station radio station: "gda" several times, then leaned back and listened carefully.
"brl...brl...brl", the main station in Bairencheng replied, and the signal was loud and clear against the clean background.
The main station was ready to receive the report. Zhang Yuchen looked at the clock and pressed his finger on the key. After a few seconds, he had forgotten himself. His body and mind were completely concentrated on his nimble fingers, and he was focused on jumping on the key of the transmitter.
There are clicks of varying lengths.
His condition seemed to be surprisingly good, and his transmission speed was faster than in every practice in the past. At 16:22, after he sent the last set of telegrams, he sent another GDA call signal indicating that the telegram had ended. He was half
He was leaning on his chair and listening attentively to the call from the main station. In the office building of "Lingao Telecom" in Bairencheng, Zhang Yu, who was just starting out, was probably reading the messages group by group to make sure there were no missing or wrong codes.
, if so, he will have to send it again.
After about fifteen minutes, the BRL call indicating successful acceptance rang. The traverser's first long-distance telegram transmission was completed.
"At this moment, Ding Ding is probably dragging his big horse to report this historic moment on the spot," Xiao Zishan said with a smile, "Dear viewers, dear listeners, maybe you just opened the elevator-"
"Yangma, I really want one." Zhang Yuchen's otaku nature was exposed.
"When will we go to Macau? Let's open up some foreign meats!" Several people were already ready to make a move.
"Put her down. I'm not interested in a woman who hasn't taken a shower for ten years, even if she is the ancestor of Audrey Hepburn."
"Xiao Guo, then Salina is very nice. I heard that she is interested in you?" Xiao Zishan started to gossip.
Guo Yi's face suddenly turned red: "What the hell! We rarely interact with each other." This is true. When she was working in the security team, Salina was somewhat close to him, but he was deeply afraid of being exposed.
Misunderstanding, keep a strict distance.
"Why are you so shy? It would be nice to have a foreign horse as your girlfriend. Let me show off my power of China and spread it to the world -" Xiao Zishan chuckled, and several people around him also booed. As he was talking, the radio station came on again.
The ticking started. Zhang Yuchen quickly put on his headphones, listened attentively, and started copying the newspaper.
"What's the news?" Several people became nervous. They didn't call back just now, and now they suddenly started generating electricity. Is there any important instructions?
"The Ministry of Agriculture called the Guangzhou Advance Station -" Zhang Yuchen translated and read while collecting the newspaper, "Please purchase the following products in Guangzhou:
100 pigs
100 live chickens, ducks and geese each
2000kg of lard, butter 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, right?" Zhang Xin said, "It might be easier to get them in the north. The only way to get them in Guangzhou is from the army."
What's even more confusing is what to do with 2,000 kilograms of fat. Before I left home, although the food in the cafeteria had improved slightly, it was still known for being low on fat and water. Fried food was never seen, cooking was rare, and the only option was to make large pots of soup.
When the time comes, he will be stingy and put in a little lard to meet the oil star. Is Wu Nanhai eager to improve the food and prepare to make fried food?
"I guess he didn't ask for the oil. He probably wanted to use it for soap?"
"Soap!" Zhang Xin's eyes lit up, "This thing is a great weapon for making money through time travel! Soap is used in every household."
"We can also make different grades: various floral soaps and transparent soaps can be sold to rich people. We can also make some aphrodisiac soaps and sell them to brothels and so on -"
"What can be considered an aphrodisiac?" Yan Maoda asked.
"Myrrh or something? It's the Arabs who do this 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."
Many proposals for commodities for trade have been collected at various meetings. According to reports from the Ministry of Industry, commodities that can be supplied in the near future include: salt, cigarettes, glassware, refined sugar, matches, soap, and sewing needles.
Iron products. Some people also proposed shochu, but distilled liquor in the Ming Dynasty was already very popular and could no longer earn high profits as a special commodity.
"I have an opinion about wine, but this matter requires the cooperation of the agricultural department and the industrial department." Zhang Hongda said.
Xiao Zishan said: "I will take it back and coordinate with them."
"We no longer 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 bottles?!"
Yan Maoda nodded: "That's right, we don't even need to use the process of brewing our own wine - after all, brewing requires food - we purchase liquor in bulk in Guangzhou, transport glass bottles from Lingao, and fill it locally.
Processing. The value can be doubled immediately."
"Not bad, not bad," Xiao Zishan cheered up.
"If you think about it carefully, there are many other ways. For example, how about dyeing the liquor with a golden color? Just like xo?" Guo Yi spoke.
Several people looked over at the same time. Guo Yi's scalp felt numb: "What are you doing?"
Yan Maoda chuckled: "Sometimes laymen are even more treacherous when they become profiteers."