Back in the real world, Wu Qingchen's tempo accelerated at least ten times in an instant.
As soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, before he could get up from the bed, a soldier quickly brought in a basin of warm water and a toothbrush filled with toothpaste.
The time of brushing teeth was not wasted. The two doctors brought a lot of tools and carefully measured Wu Qingchen's blood pressure and heartbeat. Another soldier stood by and helped Wu Qingchen put on the same clothes that he had prepared earlier.
Putting down the cup for rinsing mouth, without wasting a second, the soldiers immediately led Wu Qingchen out of the room quickly, and a bus that had already been ignited stopped steadily at the main entrance of the corridor.
The moment Wu Qingchen appeared at the door of the room, the convoy in front of the bus immediately began to move forward slowly. When Wu Qingchen stepped into the commercial vehicle, there was just enough distance ahead for acceleration.
Race against time.
The scene in front of him made this word involuntarily pop up in Wu Qingchen's mind.
Wu Qingchen's feeling was quite correct.
For Wu Qingchen's arrangement today, "race against time" is indeed a very important aspect of the guiding ideology.
However, unlike yesterday when the astronomical event just happened, the worldwide hysteria and desperate urgency, after a whole night of tense adjustments, when arranging today's plan, the reference factors have been much more comprehensive.
Like now.
As soon as they stepped into the commercial vehicle and sat still, two middle-aged men with the appearance of military officers left their seats, took out tools and quickly set up a small table and put a tray in front of Wu Qingchen.
Then, porridge, fried dough sticks, bread, cakes, preserved eggs, pumpkin...
Bowl after bowl of exquisite food quickly appeared on the tray. Wu Qingchen's eyes turned, and when he noticed the last few portions of these food, his eyes immediately widened.
Steamed buns, soy milk, cold noodles, soup noodles, fish fillets...
Isn't this exactly the food I just mentioned to Ji Mingming
How many minutes have passed
At this moment, the two middle-aged officers just solemnly placed the last two ingredients: a small bottle of salt and a small bowl of oil.
Wu Qingchen was immediately dumbfounded.
"Ha..." There was a chuckle from the seat in front, and Ji Mingming turned his head: "What are you waiting for, early morning brother, hurry up and eat, this is a national-level breakfast."
The middle-aged officer standing on the left also nodded, and gestured to the dishes on the tray: "Please, Mr. Wu."
Wu Qingchen picked up a bun, and the middle-aged officer standing on the right picked up a few pages of documents from the side: "Mr. Wu, take up your meal time, we have some questions about the medieval world and need your confirmation."
Another officer clicked on a display screen that had been set up in front of Wu Qingchen's seat, and the display screen quickly lit up, showing the wooden house where Wu Qingchen's family lived in the Middle Ages.
"The first question..." The middle-aged officer on the left pointed to the beds placed in the wooden house with a small stick: "All the beds in the room are covered with a layer of hay, and the material of the beds cannot be seen in the video. But , According to the image analysis, Mr. Wu, when you fell asleep, your body turned unnaturally many times. According to your personal experience, is the bed under the hay smooth? How is the degree of processing?"
Swallowing the soy milk in his mouth, Wu Qingchen recalled it slightly: "The beds are all made of wood, and the planing is not very smooth, and some places feel a little awkward."
The middle-aged officer nodded, probably there was another recording device in the bus, the two officers did not waste time recording Wu Qingchen's answer, but tapped the screen lightly to make a second screen appear.
"Second question." This time, Wu Qingchen was standing by the creek about 50 meters away from the wooden house: "Mr. Wu, we have noticed that from the second time on, you seem to spend less time washing clothes. Short, and try not to immerse your hands in the water, may I ask if the water temperature of this stream is very low?"
This question made Wu Qingchen a little embarrassed, "No, the water temperature is normal, but the farm work is tiring, so I was a little lazy."
The middle-aged officer nodded without any special expression, and continued to ask the third question: "This is the wooden bridge of the village. It is composed of two logs. According to observations, no matter when Mr. Wu or other villagers pass by, They only step on the log on the left, what is the reason?"
"The other log is slippery and won't hold up well."
"This is the seventh field you worked on. There is a bush of thorns near the stalk. Your family has worked in this field three times. During the second work, a family member was injured because of it, but But it has not been eradicated, may I ask what is the special reason?"
"Yes, this kind of thorn has deep roots and grows very fast, so it is more difficult to get rid of it."
"En..." The middle-aged officer turned over a page of the document, and glanced at the tray in front of Wu Qingchen: "Do you want another soup dumpling?"
"Uh... no, thank you."
"Okay, let's continue." The officer has turned to the next page: "The next question..."
Just like that, Wu Qingchen's stomach was gradually filled after eating food and answering questions one by one, and the documents in the hands of the middle-aged officer were turned over page by page. These questions must have been carefully screened. When Wu Qingchen When I felt that my stomach was almost full, the officer just finished asking the last question.
After that, the two officers returned to their seats, and two gray-haired old men walked over immediately.
"Mr. Wu, good morning."
"Good morning..." The old man in front of him looked familiar, but Wu Qingchen suddenly forgot the specific address.
"We met last night." The old man didn't mind. "This is Professor Fang, a linguist. My name is Zhao. I teach psychology."
"Professor Fang, Professor Zhao, hello."
"We also have some questions about the languages of the medieval world, and we hope to get your assistance." The two old men sat across from each other and got straight to the point: "In the medieval world, does the pronunciation of "Singhrat" have both the sun and the moon? , the meaning of the flames?"
"Yes." Wu Qingchen nodded, "But it also means "ignite" and "very late" at the same time."
"The pronunciation of 'Le La Hield', isn't it..."
Ten minutes later, the two old men also returned to their seats.
The seat opposite Wu Qingchen was not vacant because of this, and it was quickly replaced by two scholars who studied trees. Ten minutes later, it became two experts who studied domesticated animals, and then there were professors who were proficient in religion and history...
Answering one question after another almost non-stop, a convoy of dozens of vehicles of various kinds was also driving fast on the road that was completely closed.
About two hours or so, the convoy slowly stopped.
Where is this
Looking through the window, where the convoy stopped, the blue sky, white clouds, rolling hills, green grass, gurgling streams, and towering mountains.
Everywhere is full of atmosphere suitable for spring outing.
The door of the bus was pushed open, revealing the figures of Li Ziping and Jiang Fengming.
Opposite Wu Qingchen, the two geologists who had just sat down and only asked two or three questions immediately stopped asking and gave up their seats.
"Meet you again, Mr. Wu." Jiang Fengming made a gesture of "please get off the car", "I will still be in charge of assisting you in today's training. Do you have any questions?"
you? So polite
"No problem." Wu Qingchen shook his head quickly.
"Okay, based on the questions you answered on the road just now, we have arranged the sequence of today's training. Please take a look and see if there is anything that needs to be supplemented or adjusted."
Refer to my opinion
Wu Qingchen was overwhelmed by flattery, and quickly stretched out his hands, almost respectfully taking the two pages of documents from Jiang Fengming's hand.
The content printed on paper is quite professional, material processing, civil engineering work, fixed-point combustion, long-distance transportation...
Well... It seems that I really just need to "take a look" and take a few seconds to "take a look". Wu Qingchen nodded helplessly: "No problem."
"It doesn't matter..." Jiang Fengming took back the document, showing a look of understanding: "If you have any comments and questions during the training process, you can point them out at any time."
"Okay." Wu Qingchen nodded, stepped off the bus, and sat for two hours straight, answering countless questions. Wu Qingchen's footsteps were a little shallow, and she frowned slightly.
"You can take it easy..." Jiang Fengming observed the details and explained at the right time: "Considering the itinerary just now, we will start with relatively simple items, so that you can adjust your physical condition."
"The first item is material processing."
Not far away, three obviously newly made rough wooden beds were lined up, the first one was covered with hay, and the other two were directly exposed.
So that's what happened...
Wu Qingchen somewhat understood the purpose of the questions and answers in the bus.
A middle-aged man with glasses, haggard face, and nervous expression was already waiting a few steps away from the bus.
Jiang Fengming raised his chin to give a slight signal, and the middle-aged man ran over quickly, skillfully half-bending his waist and leaning forward.
"Okay..." Jiang Fengming directly ignored the middle-aged man's enthusiastic outstretched hands: "Let's start, don't waste time."
The middle-aged man was obviously a little embarrassed, but he quickly laughed dryly. While motioning Wu Qingchen to approach the wooden bed, he began to explain: "Sir, sleep is the most important rest for the human body. The beds here are simple in structure and crude in craftsmanship. It can easily affect the quality of sleep."
Walking to the first wooden bed, the middle-aged man pushed aside a few handfuls of hay to reveal the wooden boards underneath, "Sir, please take a look, is this the sample you need to solve?"
Wu Qingchen touched the uneven lines on the wooden surface of the bed, feeling a little hesitant.
Smoothing the hay, the middle-aged man patted the bed: "Lie down and try."
It's hard to get back to earth, and I have to sleep on such things. Fortunately, the beds here should not have had time to become a paradise for fleas and bedbugs...
The miserable Wu Qingchen reluctantly climbed onto the hay, turned it left and right to feel it, and nodded: "It's almost like this, quite nice."
"There are many ways to solve this problem..." Signaling Wu Qingchen to leave the bed, the middle-aged man pushed aside the hay again, took out a small planer from the box in his hand, stuck it to the raised part of the board, and gently After moving back and forth twice, a few pieces of sawdust appeared on the place where the planer stuck, and the raised part disappeared without a trace.
"This is the easiest way." The middle-aged man put away the small plane, "However, I heard that the place where you are going is not very complete with tools..."
While talking, the middle-aged man walked to the second wooden bed, "We have another solution."
"The focus of treatment is still the main factor that affects sleep..." Pointing to the raised position on the board again, the middle-aged man continued: "Actually, such a position does not have to be eliminated to solve it, for example..."
Picking up a handful of hay from the first wooden bed, the middle-aged man slowly laid them on the wooden boards, checked them carefully after putting them down, and carefully adjusted the positions of several of them.
"Well, sir, please feel it."
Touching the place where the hay was laid, Wu Qingchen was surprised to find that there was indeed no uneven feeling.
The middle-aged man forced a smile, "It's actually not complicated."
But it is not too simple.
According to the specific situation, through clumping, knotting, or winding, the uneven position of the wooden board can be subtly hidden, so that the human body can hardly feel the influence of the material.
After some explanation by the middle-aged man, after ten minutes, Wu Qingchen also successfully used hay to solve two factors that affected sleep.
"It's almost there." Noticing that the effect has been produced, Jiang Fengming waved his hand, "Let's go here."
The middle-aged man hurriedly put down the demonstration hay, turned to Jiang Fengming, and returned to the posture of leaning forward and bending over, with a flattering smile on his face.
"You can go..." Jiang Fengming pointed to another pile of vehicles gathered in the distance with a blank face, "Your contract, someone will talk to you again."
"But… "
"Didn't you hear clearly?" Jiang Fengming's voice didn't change at all, but the middle-aged man hurriedly put down his hands again, with half a flattering smile and half apprehension on his face, he turned around slowly, and walked away slowly with heavy steps.
What is the situation
Wu Qingchen had some doubts.
"This is a teacher who was urgently invited last night, the owner of a famous brand furniture factory in Shijiazhuang."
"The owner of the furniture factory? Teacher?"
Wu Qingchen couldn't think of a connection between the two.
"However, the famous brand has never set up a factory in Shijiazhuang."
I see…
Involuntarily looking back at the staggering appearance of the middle-aged man, Wu Qingchen could imagine that the urgent invitation to this teacher was probably jointly dispatched by the law enforcement departments of industry and commerce, fire protection, and culture. With bloodshot eyes and a haggard face, Wu Qingchen added police officers to the pair's ranks.
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