Manual of Space-Time Interference

"Mr. Qian, this gentleman's wound has healed very well. His excellent physical fitness is a big credit. These days, remember not to eat spicy food or drink alcohol. His right hand still can't do strenuous exercise... "

Qian Hui, Fang Yan and Dr. Xue were sitting on the sofa in the hall, and Dr. Xue was talking about today's review results.

"You must be careful not to touch the water, so as not to cause infection of the wound. I have brought over the medicines you will need in the future, you must take them." Doctor Xue instructed in the dialect.

"Thank you, Dr. Xue." Fang Yan thanked Dr. Xue and moved his right arm gently. The plaster on it had been removed, and Fang Yan felt that his right hand was now back under his control.

"Then I won't bother you any more, I'll come again in a week." Doctor Xue stood up and nodded to the two of them.

Qian Hui stood up and said to Dr. Xue, "Thank you, Dr. Xue, I will send you off."

Accompanying Dr. Xue out, Qian Hui took out a check at the door of the villa, wrote a few numbers, put it in Dr. Xue's hand, and said a few words, then turned back and sat down again. on the sofa

"How much did you give, money bag?" Dialect asked while looking at Qian Hui sitting on the sofa.

"It's just one day's pocket money, not much." Qian Hui let out a haha, picked up his mobile phone and focused on playing King Pesticide.

Seeing that Qian Hui didn't want to talk more, Dialect didn't bother about this issue. Anyway, there were countless people who owed Qian Hui. What's the difference between owing a little more and a little less, as long as he could pay it back.

This is the afternoon of the fourth day after the dialect wakes up. Dr. Xue also came twice during the period to review and change the medicine for the dialect. The cast and needles were removed today.

"Qianbao, what do you do at home?" Dialect suddenly remembered a few things in his backpack and asked Qian Hui.

"This Guiguzi is here to cheat me, so what kind of dish is it to play King Glory, QQ Farm is more suitable for you, forget it, don't play, hang up." Dialect asked, "Little Yanzi, what did you just ask?"

Dialect shook his head, looking at this unreliable rich second generation, he had to repeat his own question.

"What does my family do? The biggest thing in my family should be real estate, and the rest, it seems to be like that. If you lose, you will lose, and if you make money, you will earn." Qian Hui waved his hand and replied.

Real estate, Dialect thought to himself, and continued to ask, "Have you ever learned about the technology industry?"

"Technology, my old man has been involved in it before, but he bumped into a bag." Qian Hui thought for a while and replied, "So it can be considered a little bit of understanding."

"But you have to know that my old man has entered the electronic part, and I have heard a few things. It depends on what you want to ask?"

"Energy!" Fang Yan looked at Qian Hui and replied, and then added another name, "Graphene battery."

"Graphene is a thing, I also have some understanding, a new type of energy battery, which claims to be able to run 1,000 kilometers after charging for 10 minutes." Qian Hui replied.

"But now graphene batteries can't be mass-produced, and they can't be miniaturized or large-scaled, so well, that's it, they can't be built anyway."

"If you are given a batch of graphene batteries 100 years from now, will you be able to survive and popularize them in batches?" Fang Yan looked at Qian Hui and asked.

"After 100 years, Xiao Yanzi, you dare to think about it, let's not say whether there is, even if there is, relying on the scientific and technological thinking of 100 years ago to develop a finished product 100 years later, even if it is reversed, it will take a lot. time, and without a certain scientific research strength, you can't push it back." Qian Hui looked at the dialect and smiled.

"Also, let's not say whether you can make it or not. Even if you do, mass production and laboratory production are two different concepts. Finally, if you want to popularize, in our age, you will always go around But one topic - oil."

…

Hearing Qian Hui's answer, Fang Yan fell into silence. Indeed, if it wasn't for the crisis of that era, countries in the world enforced a series of tough measures, then the era of electric energy would not have come so early.

Thinking of the other things in the backpack, the dialect was also a pain in the ass. I tried my best to get it back, but now it's better, and I can't find a way to deal with it.

Do it yourself? There is no blueprint, no principle support, no research and development foundation, no scientific research talents, how to get it, even if it takes a few years to make it reluctantly, and the batch of manufacturing equipment goes there, a bunch of capital predators are also staring at it at any time. Ready to eat your own meat...

Moreover, although my family is in business, it is only a chain restaurant. Qian Hui is only a second generation, and he can provide not much funds...

Thinking of this, Dialect felt that his head had grown bigger.

Qian Hui looked at the brooding dialect, rolled his eyes, and said towards the dialect: "Dialect, if you want me to tell me, this kind of thing will not end if it is handed over to the state, haven't I heard the nursery rhyme, I found 5 on the side of the road. Dime, give him to the police uncle, the uncle takes the money and nods his head at me..." He continued to sing as he spoke.

"Country..." Dialect picked up the water glass on the side, thought about it, and nodded, it seemed, it was really okay.

You must know that the talent pool of a country is unmatched by any individual group, let alone Huaxia, which is at the forefront of the world. In recent years, the inclination of new energy and clean energy policies also reflects the country’s commitment to of attention.

It is indisputable that a country's military technology generally surpasses civilian technology by about 20 years, and the gap between real cutting-edge technology and civilian technology is even more than 30 to 40 years. Just like the technology of the US landing on the moon in the 1960s, it is a very high-end technology even now, which is of great help in pushing back products 100 years later.

Moreover, a country's enforcement power is the strongest, which is a manifestation of the country's will. It can repeatedly tilt resources to promote a scientific and technological development that benefits the country and the people. At the same time, there is no problem with large-scale industrial production and investment.

Furthermore, whether it is the books in the backpack, high carbon-absorbing plants, or graphene batteries and electric power engines, their role is not only to improve the national life and the global environment, but also to the country's scientific research strength, military level and international influence. promote…

But the various dates on the books, various theories beyond modern technology, the hidden production numbers and dates of graphene batteries and electric engines…

Dialect thought of these intractable problems.

Books can be integrated and printed, and the date can be removed, but the date hidden between the battery and the engine cannot be. Dialect is not confident to bet that it can be disassembled and then assembled perfectly...

…

"Little Yanzi, don't be in a daze, it's time to eat."

Qian Hui stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Fang Yan's eyes, but he felt a sense of strangeness when he looked at the familiar face of Dialect. In the past few days, perhaps it can be said in the past few months, the character of the dialect has changed a little without knowing it, and even the roommate has a vague sense of strangeness.

"Oh, good!" Fang Yan replied, stood up, turned back to Qian Hui and asked, "Qianbao, do you have Huaxia Dream?"

"No…"

Qian Baozi looked at the serious dialect and stopped. He really felt that his brother was getting more and more unfamiliar. After thinking about it, he answered seriously:

"Although I have always complained about this country, for me, if something really happens in China, I should also do my best. This is probably the idea of ​​a college student's angry youth!"

After listening to the dialect, he laughed self-deprecatingly, and followed Qian Hui to the restaurant.

I am also just a college student, a college student with an angry youth mentality!