Professor Zheng was writing a document.
Once the document is submitted, it will change the exploration plan of the Ministry of Petroleum and must not be sloppy.
However, the more he wrote, the stronger the fragrance in front of his nose became.
Couldn't help but look back.
I happened to see Li Aiguo holding a leg of lamb, chewing on it, and staring at the manuscript.
He stretched his head so long that the oil on the lamb leg slipped and almost dripped on the manuscript.
Professor Zheng quickly moved the documents aside and asked curiously: "Little comrade, do you understand these?"
"Hey, we train drivers travel all over the country and know everything. Not much, just a little." Li Aiguo took a bite of the mutton and ate it.
"real?"
Professor Zheng frowned vaguely.
He learned to brag at a young age. If he were his student, he would definitely have been scolded.
"certainly."
Li Aiguo took out a dagger from his pocket and slapped it on the leg of lamb. "How about we make a bet. You will test me on a few questions, only those on the document. If I can't answer them, I will divide the leg of lamb." I’ll give you half a stick.”
"If the answer comes out, I will..."
Li Aiguo focused his attention on the pen inserted in Professor Zheng's jacket pocket.
"I want that pen."
"Half a leg of lamb is exchanged for a gold Parker pen, you little comrade is not honest."
Professor Zheng put down the ordinary pen in his hand and took out the golden pen from his jacket pocket. "This gold-coated pen was a prize awarded by the ministry to reward me for discovering the first oil well. The value gap between the two is huge. Why should I change with you?"
Li Aiguo chuckled: "Because you don't have confidence?"
Professor Zheng laughed in surprise.
If it had been more than ten years earlier, he might have really competed with this train driver.
But he already knows his destiny and has long passed the age of competitiveness.
He shook his head and was about to focus on the documents when a voice came to his ears: "Or is it because the leg of lamb is so fragrant?"
Professor Zheng's Adam's apple couldn't help but tremble twice.
Since being locked up in the camp.
His daily meal is fried noodles, and the amount is limited.
I can't stand it anymore.
This alluring meaty aroma was like a big hand reaching in from the throat, grabbing the intestines hard and twisting them eighteen times.
so hungry
Or give it a try.
Anyway, it is impossible for this little comrade to understand this professional knowledge.
"Okay, let's compare."
After the words came out of his mouth, Professor Zheng realized his gaffe, and his old face turned red with embarrassment.
Hey, food is the most important thing for the people, no matter how old-fashioned people are, they can't resist the temptation of delicious food.
"Open the file now and you can write the questions." Li Aiguo followed the rules.
Professor Zheng pointed to a piece of data on the document and asked: "What part of the rock do you think this data belongs to..."
"Upright horizontal, anticlinal normal faults."
“Where is this rock located?”
"The value of the contour lines increases from outside to inside, indicating that the rock layers arch upward, so the geological structure of the place is an anticline."
After two or three questions in a row, Professor Zheng’s expression became serious.
Although the questions he asked were common sense questions, they were not something that a layman could answer.
It’s rare that this little comrade has really learned?
If it were a normal exam, Professor Zheng wouldn't care, but this exam is related to the ownership of the gold pen.
Professor Zheng became serious, studied the document for a moment, pointed to a geological cross-section and said, "What is the order in which geological events occur from first to last?"
"The first is the erosion of the erosion surface between the shale layer and the limestone layer, then the intrusion of magma. Finally, the occurrence of faults."
"Wrong!" Professor Zheng stood up excitedly, pointed to the document and said: "In geology, geological faults occur before shale is deposited. Only after it is deposited can it produce weight."
After listening to Professor Zheng's explanation, Li Aiguo finally understood why he got the data wrong.
There are many errors in the geology of this age.
Even a well-known authority like Professor Zheng is limited to his time.
Professor Zheng was so excited that he picked up a knife and divided half of the leg of lamb.
Li Aiguo's words left him stunned on the spot.
"Professor Zheng, you only considered the general situation, but what if this address fault was originally a foothill alluvial fan?"
"Foothill Alluvial Fan"
Professor Zheng's expression changed drastically.
First he was disapproving, then thoughtful, and finally solemn.
"Clang"
The knife fell to the ground.
Professor Zheng only felt his scalp numb, and a chill went straight from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.
The sequence of geological events is not only related to the follow-up, but also related to the final data.
If it is really the foothill alluvial fan, then all his data must be overturned.
He sat down, picked up his pen and began to calculate.
The sound of the pen tip touching the manuscript paper could be heard in the tent.
A full two hours later.
Professor Zheng threw away the pen and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's really an alluvial fan at the foot of the mountain. Thanks to this little comrade's reminder, otherwise I would have made a big mistake this time."
When I think about it, dozens of exploration teams and tens of thousands of exploration team members have been busy in the Gobi Desert for several months, wasting millions of dollars and getting nothing.
He couldn't help but shuddered.
This bragging little comrade saved his life this time.
What about others?
Professor Zheng stood up and looked around, but did not see Li Aiguo, but saw half a roasted lamb leg on the rock.
He picked it up and took a bite.
The leg of lamb is cold though.
smells good.
Seeing that Professor Zheng had realized the errors in the data, Li Aiguo naturally went back to rest.
After running around for several days and experiencing a fight on the train, I was already exhausted.
His eyelids started to fight, and he fell asleep while lying in the tent.
It was already evening when I woke up again.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Tianquan squatting in front of him, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Brother Tianquan, what are you doing?"
"Patriot, look what good stuff I got from you?" Liu Tianquan mysteriously took out a black thing from his pocket.
The thing had fluff on it, and there were barbs on the top. It looked a bit ferocious, and there were bloodshot threads hanging from the gap.
It should be a part of a large beast that had just been cut off.
"Tiger whip?" Li Aiguo's eyes widened.
"It's the tiger whip."
Liu Tianquan carefully put the tiger whip into the bag.
Putting it into Li Aiguo's hand, "The railway soldiers conducted two more drills in the afternoon. This time they accidentally injured a tiger. The railway soldiers and I wanted to come."
Yes. I'm afraid I bought it.
Although tiger whip is not a rare thing in this era, it is not available to ordinary people.
After all, there are only so many tigers, and one tiger only has one tiger whip.
"Then thank you, Brother Tianquan. When the medicinal wine is brewed, I will share a vat with you."
"Why are you so polite? If it hadn't been for you this time, I might not have been able to come out alive." Liu Tianquan looked grateful.
In the past two days, he had become familiar with the camp and heard various versions of the rescue process from the rescue team members.
No matter which version he is in, Li Aiguo plays a key role.
Even Commander Zhang of the Rescue Corps was full of praise for Li Aiguo.
Claiming that without Li Aiguo, this rescue mission would not have gone so smoothly.
While the two were chatting, the old cat opened the cotton curtain and came in from the outside.
He had long known about Li Aiguo's relationship with Liu Tianquan and Liu Diquan.
Seeing that Liu Tianquan was there, he didn't feel strange.
He said hello to Liu Tianquan, who responded with a smile and quickly left the camp.
He felt nervous staying with someone like Lao Mao.
After the cotton curtain is closed.
Lao Mao took out a piece of material from his pocket and handed it to Li Aiguo.
"Comrade Patriot, please sign this."
(End of chapter)
