Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

On the road from Xizhaizi Township to Xibao Town, there are slogans such as "Work hard and fast", "Work hard for 100 days, a gift for the Spring Festival". road.

On both sides of the potholed road, the construction team can be seen working every other section of the road, but they are doing some repair work.

Hedong Province is a poor province. Although there are mineral resources and some agricultural and forestry resources in the province, in China in the 1980s, raw materials could not be sold at a price. Therefore, although the Hedong Provincial Government attaches great importance to this medical technology development zone, it is unable to widen the roads or build a new expressway that does not exist in the whole province.

Therefore, rebuilding some dangerous curves, or maintaining the deformed roads that are really out of shape, is the maximum effort they can make.

However, is it really good to do building construction in the cold winter?

Yang Rui looked at the hardworking workers outside the window, and his spirit was a little empty.

"When Director Yang comes next time, the road here will be repaired." Dou Yuanhang from the provincial government introduced enthusiastically, his eyes lightly swept from Yang Rui's face to Tobias next to him.

Dou Yuanhang is a department-level cadre sent by the provincial government to the development zone. During the preparation of the development zone, he was sent to contact Yang Rui and Tobias.

Although Tobias stayed in the desolate Xizhaizi Township to contact Yang Rui, Dou Yuanhang still pays attention to Tobias habitually.

Yang Rui didn't care much about Dou Yuanhang's thoughts, he smiled calmly and continued to let go of his thoughts.

With the help of the translator, Tobias laughed and said, "If the pharmaceutical company is successful, the taxes it pays can allow you to build as many roads as you want."

Dou Yuanhang's eyelids twitched: "Is Mr. Tobias optimistic about our development zone? In fact, there are still places left in our development zone. If you invest, the provincial leaders will definitely attach great importance to it."

"On behalf of the Department of Energy, there is nothing to invest in you."

"Oh, it's good to have a friend introduce Tobias." Dou Yuanhang finally came across such an opportunity, so he quickly seized it.

Tobias shook his head and said, "I won't introduce it."

"why?"

"Because I am optimistic about Mr. Yang Rui, not this development zone.

"Succulent Americans have a very down-to-earth look.

Dou Yuanhang was sweating madly in his heart, can you chat? He forcefully pulled back and said, "Mr. Yang Rui has decided to come to the development zone. Doesn't this just explain the future of the development zone?"

Tobias looked at Dou Yuanhang with strange eyes, and said: "I admit Yang Rui's talent in scientific research, but his business talent is not outstanding. Frankly speaking, I can't understand the fact that the factory is here. Not only does Lu Province not rely on the sea, its economy is not developed, and there is not even an airport here."

Dou Yuanhang was dumbfounded, we're talking about something wrong.

Tobias said happily: "Do you know that even in the United States, there is no future for crossing states. Do you know what crossing continents is? People fly from the east coast to the west coast, or fly back from the west coast. , those inland states that pass through non-stop, Americans working in New York or Los Angeles, I don’t know how many times they fly over these transcontinental states, but they never stop, and they don’t even bother to understand.”

"So that's how it is. It's really interesting knowledge." Dou Yuanhang lost any interest in chatting when he heard what the translator had worked so hard to translate.

Tobias still didn't let him go, sighed, and said: "Hedong Province is across the continent, such an inland province, as long as it quietly develops agriculture and seriously saves resources, it will be fine to build a factory here, too wasted."

Dou Yuanhang couldn't help but said: "Our Hedong Province is also a resource province with a vast land and abundant resources. Although we are inland, our conditions are not inferior to those of coastal provinces, such as power resources. Our province ranks first in the country..."

"How about @海?" Tobias interrupted him.

Dou Yuanhang was dumbfounded.

"It's not as good as the capital." Tobias asked again.

"It is impossible to compare with them, and there is no province in the country that can compare with them."

"So, Sinovel should build factories in these places. This is what I find hard to understand. Hong Kong is a good place to build factories. I think it must be your opinion to build factories in Hedong Province. .” Tobias turned his head around and asked Yang Rui directly.

Yang Rui said "Oh" as if he just heard it.

"Mr. Yang Rui is thinking about something?" Tobias asked cautiously.

"I'm tired, take a rest." Yang Rui finally said a complete sentence.

Tobias, the translator, Dou Yuanhang and others obediently fell silent.

It took about an hour to arrive at Xibao Town Middle School without saying a word.

Yang Rui washed his face with cold water, and then entered the experimental state.

To develop a technology, even if all the ideas and methods of this technology are already known, it is not easy to repeat it. It's like learning how to cook from the elders at home. The elders teach them hand in hand, but they may not be able to teach good cooking skills. It is even more difficult to cook exactly the same dishes.

Moreover, unlike using technology, technology development is a series of problems. PCR itself is considered simple. Yang Rui also did it for several months that day. Now, improving PCR will not take so long, but the work pressure still exists.

Building a skyscraper is indeed exhausting, but building a small farmyard is not necessarily easy.

In order to make full use of the Spring Festival period, Yang Rui has just adjusted the laboratory of Xibao Middle School, and then entered the development of reverse PCR.

Compared with the iconic second-generation PCR, that is, fluorescent quantitative PCR, inverse PCR is only a small improvement.

However, this is an afterthought.

From the perspective of 30 years later, inverse PCR is indeed a simple small progress. But in the biological world in 1985, this is the most advanced technology.

The division of the second generation and the third generation is itself an artificial division. If he wants, Yang Rui can divide the PCR into 9 levels by himself, and say that the reverse PCR is the second level. There will not be too many people who object, maybe there will It became popular.

Of course, just reverse PCR probably won't satisfy Dalbecco or the implementers of the Human Genome Project, but as a phased victory, its value is not small.

Yang Rui reckoned that there should be no problem at all with an unlimited fund of one or two million dollars.

Moreover, the patent of reverse PCR has to be its own.

In order to carry out this plan, Yang Rui worked hard until the New Year's Eve, before deciding to take a day off.

At the same time, there was a tired and half-dead Tobias who was resting.

As a liaison officer, Mr. Tobias, a meaty American, is still very competent.

These days, Yang Rui is doing experiments, and he is accompanying him. When Peking University's ion channel laboratory and Huarui laboratory use him, he is also responsive.

For this reason, on the day of New Year's Eve, Yang Rui invited Tobias to his home for the New Year's Eve dinner - it's not okay if you don't invite him, he will follow your ass every day, and it won't be the time for the New Year's Eve drive away.

Tobias seemed very happy, cheerfully playing chess with Yang Rui's grandfather, chatting with his aunt, making dumplings with Rui's mother, and waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala that he didn't understand.

In order to celebrate, the Yang family's New Year's Eve dinner this year was also held at Yang Rui's house. A group of people gathered happily, and they didn't care if they asked Byers to be alone.

The only one who is a little frowning is Tobias's translator. The order of the provincial government and the importance of international friends make it impossible for the translator to go home for the New Year.

As night fell, the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year became more and more intense.

When it was almost 7 o'clock, Yang Feng looked at his watch and said, "It's about to fire, let's get ready for dinner."

The custom in Hedong Province is to set off cannons before the New Year's Eve dinner.

Rui's mother also looked at her watch, and said, "I'll make dumplings when the cannon is fired."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sounds of "cracking" and "bang bang" coming from outside the door

Tobias applauded happily, and in an instant, he stood up hesitantly, listened carefully, and shouted: "Your firecrackers are very special, different from what I heard in Chinatown."

"It's different." Yang Rui shouted back, speaking in English.

Tobias, however, didn't seem to hear what he said at all, suddenly pointed to the front, and shouted "Ah..." with all his strength.

When Yang Rui turned his head, he saw a villager holding a Type 56 automatic rifle, with the muzzle pointing up, and with the joy of the Chinese New Year on his face, he pulled the trigger.

The "whoosh whoosh" at close range, mixed with the sound of "snapping" gunshots, scared Tobias under the table in just two seconds.

Yang Rui had to bend down and use all his strength to pull Tobias out from under the table.

"It's not what you think." Yang Rui said.

"I know, you like revolution, you are not afraid of revolution, and you are about to realize your wish." Tobys paused for a moment, and heard the dull thunderous sound of "dong dong" in the sky. Tobias asked loudly and timidly: "That's a cannon, isn't it? I've heard the cannon. Where are you attacking? A prison?"

"We didn't attack anywhere. What you heard just now was the sound of anti-aircraft guns." It seemed to be explaining for Yang Rui. When he spoke, the background was the pure sound of anti-aircraft guns.

Tobias shouted in despair: "You're revolutionary, aren't you?"

"It's just to save money." Yang Rui sighed, and said, "These are specially left during the training of our militia. They are louder than the sound of guns, and they don't cost money."

Tobias didn't believe it at all, he kept slipping under the table, finally broke free from Yang Rui, pointed forward again, and wanted to drag Yang Rui in.

Yang Rui stabilized his body, without looking back, he could hear the cheerful "da da da da" sound of the light machine gun made in Czech.

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