"I'll have to trouble you with my brother's surgery, Boss Zheng."
"I'll go back and take a look at the radiographic films." Zheng Ren did not comment.
No wonder Song Ying mingled in the secular world, but this person had to eat sand in the Northwest. People's temperaments were completely different.
Zhou Chunyong could be said to be completely kneeling to Zheng Ren, but Zheng Ren was a little wary. The person in front of him was so direct that it made people's hair stand on end, but Zheng Ren suddenly felt that he was a little interesting.
There was no special disgust, but there was a sense of joy that came from like-minded people.
Zheng Ren suddenly realized that he was not usually this kind of person, was he? He had always thought that he was the kind of person who was very self-aware, but after meeting Fan Tao, he suddenly realized that he should also give people this kind of impression …
Neither of them was good at chatting, nor did they like to chat.
Thus, the rest of the journey became lonely.
There were fewer and fewer cars around. In the last hour, Zheng Ren did not see a single car.
Could it be that they were out of the country? Zheng Ren would sometimes have such a thought.
After passing through a few small deserts, he could vaguely see cars parked there. The tourists were taking pictures of the desert. Even if it was just a small ant-like shadow, Zheng Ren could feel their joy.
Every time Zheng Ren felt that he was about to arrive, Fan Tao just drove past silently, sweeping up yellow sand all the way into the sky.
"What work does Mr. Fan do here?" Zheng Ren, a straight man, also felt awkward. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said this.
"Building roads," Fan Tao said.
"Railways?"
"Yes."
Zheng Ren knew that building a railway in the desert was a tiring job. Hearing Fan Tao's words, he felt respect for him in his heart.
Inner Mongolia and Outer Mongolia were not only cattle and sheep in the wind, but also deserts.
"Maowusu Desert?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes." Fan Tao nodded. It was obvious that he was very satisfied that Zheng Ren knew the name Maowusu Desert.
"After the founding of the People's Republic, the first desert railway was built — the Baoolan Railway, which was known as the impossible railway to build. The work of sand prevention and fixation was countless times greater than the work of building railways in the Southeast. "
Zheng Ren nodded. In his mind, he thought of the workers who braved the wind and sand to build the railway, and his heart was filled with respect.
"Later, the country began to build the Ganwu Link Line from Gantang Station of the Baoolan Railway to Wuwei South Station of the Lanxin Railway. Although the Ganwu Railway is only 172 kilometers long, most of the route passes through the Tengger Desert. It is extremely difficult. "
"What are you repairing here?" Zheng Ren asked tentatively.
Fan Tao was silent.
Zheng Ren knew that some things could not be asked or said, so it was better not to ask.
"The Lince Railway has a civilian train. If it's a season with little sandstorms, it's not bad to take a train to see Desert Dust and the Poplar Forest in the desert." Fan Tao also felt a little awkward, so he tried to make the conversation a little warmer.
The two straight men were talking about the construction of a railway in the desert, a topic that would leave their mouths full of sand.
"What technology did you use? Mild irrigation? "Zheng Ren asked.
This is a drip irrigation technology invented in Israel to save 90% of water, using the principle of biofilm infiltration.
After the pipe covered by the semi-permeable membrane was connected to the water, it began to seep more or less according to the water content of the surrounding soil.
The Moist Pipe was buried underground, and crops, shrubs, and trees could grow on it. Coupled with sand-fixing technology, the Maowusu Desert was turned into an oasis.
Fan Tao nodded. He was surprised that a doctor like Zheng Ren knew about these 'messy' things.
"How much area has been sorted out?"
"About 20%. In the past, we used trees and other things that consumed a lot of water, so the effect was not good. With the micro-irrigation technology, the speed is much faster, "Fan Tao said." It's just to fix sand and build roads, so we didn't do that much. If the desert becomes fertile land, I'm afraid God will be angry. "
Zheng Ren smiled.
Fan Tao was a person who knew what to do.
The Earth's desert occupied one-third of the non-ocean surface and was very huge. Because of the increasing population, the desert had become a place that humans coveted.
If the desert became normal land, it would need to absorb 200-300 tons of atmospheric carbon. Therefore, the atmospheric carbon content dropped sharply, and the ocean carbon would be released, but it should not be enough to fill the gap.
Plant photosynthesis was blocked, and the greenhouse effect was reversed. The Earth's temperature dropped, and large areas of plants withered and returned to the desert. To change this process, a huge amount of fossil fuels were burned at the same time to maintain a dynamic balance of atmospheric carbon.
However, this was an extreme situation. Zheng Ren was just thinking about it casually. It was impossible for the global desert to become an oasis at the same time.
In order to build a railway, the infrastructure maniac forced the desert to grow plants, turning the Maowusu Desert into an oasis. It could really be described as heaven-defying.
However, how many people like Fan Tao lived in the open and squatted in the desert to eat sand?
Zheng Ren was quite emotional.
After a simple exchange, the two of them fell silent at the same time.
"How much longer?" Zheng Ren finally asked after a long silence.
"There's still half an hour." Fan Tao did not look at the time. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun. He said in a deep voice, "Then, we'll enter the desert. We'll be there in another hour."
How far was that … Zheng Ren was speechless.
An hour and a half later, they came to a distance and saw more than a dozen cars lined up in a semicircle. A large bonfire was burning, and a familiar figure seemed to be drinking wine beside the bonfire.
"This area is relatively quiet. There's basically no one here," Fan Tao said. "At night, there are down jackets, sleeping bags, and hot drinks in the car. Pay attention to the cold."
The instructions were more detailed.
After all, he was not a professional. Even if Zheng Ren saw some fragments of knowledge, he could not empathize.
After responding, the car continued to be silent.
Along the way, Zheng Ren did not feel awkward. Instead, his impression of Fan Tao increased.
After all, he was so quiet. The two men were in the car and they were not familiar with each other. If they talked too much, Zheng Ren would feel very awkward.
When they came to the bonfire, Fan Tao did not drift, nor did he do any fancy driving moves. He just quietly parked the car at the edge of the motorcade.
"Chief Zheng!" Chu Yanzhi stood up and extended her arm to greet him. Hei Zi had already run over happily. He was limping, but his speed was still very fast.
Zheng Ren smiled.
He opened the car door and walked out. The northwest wind slapped his face, carrying sand with it like a small knife.
He did not know what was so fun about this place.
Beside the bonfire, Su Yun held a bottle of wine. He sat on the ground and waved the bottle at Zheng Ren as a greeting. Then, he raised his neck and took a big gulp.
Fan Tao's expression was a little ugly. Zheng Ren saw it and felt that something was wrong. He asked, "Mr. Fan, what's wrong?"
"That's stuffy donkey. If you drink like this, you might have to go back to Xilin Town Hospital after one bottle," Fan Tao did not stop him and only said in a deep voice.
"Oh, it should be no problem. Let's go take a look." Zheng Ren squatted down with a smile and touched Hei Zi's head.
Hei Zi's breath had a fishy smell. It seemed that he had eaten a lot of mutton.
"Are you good?" Zheng Ren asked Hei Zi with a smile.
Hei Zi rubbed its head against Zheng Ren's hand with an obedient look on its face. Those who did not know would think that it was a pet dog at home.
"A military dog from the army?" Fan Tao frowned and asked.
"Yes." Zheng Ren stroked the dog and answered happily, "During the earthquake relief, Hei Zi was the first batch of rescue dogs to go in. Its leg was injured. After it was retired, Sister Lin used her connections to complete the procedures and brought it back."
Fan Tao was silent and looked at Hei Zi.
Hei Zi was a little vigilant, but Zheng Ren was comfortable stroking it and gradually became lazy.
"It's retired. It's time to enjoy life," Zheng Ren said. "I don't dare to let go in the community. I'm afraid that I'll bite other people's dogs. Especially those puppies. If they really bite them, the family will come and beat them. If they bite people, there'll be no way to explain it. "
"It's good to come here. At least Hei Zi can run as much as he wants. Although it can't run fast, it can't run anymore. "
Listening to Zheng Ren's slow words, a trace of softness appeared on Fan Tao's face.
"Boss, stop stroking the dog. My family is looking for you," Su Yun shouted loudly. His voice spread throughout the wilderness. Coupled with the stuffy donkey, it was a little heroic.
"Is there a signal here?" Zheng Ren patted Hei Zi's belly. Then, he stood up, took out his phone, glanced at it, and asked.
"This side needs a satellite phone," Fan Tao said.
"It's Sister Lin. Department Chief Kong called directly," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren walked over. Xie Yiren was grilling skewers with Chu Yanran. Her face was red. Seeing Zheng Ren come, she found a skewer and reached out to hand it over.
With a bite, his mouth was full of oil, stimulating his taste buds.
"Boss Zheng, the family is looking for you. They said that Dr. Olsen flew over from Sweden," Lin Jiaojiao said with a smile.
"Dr. Olsen?"
"Dr. Olsen from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, the chairman of the physics prize committee."
"Why is he looking for me? For surgery? "Zheng Ren was stunned.
If it was such a person, he should have informed the hospital. However … No, Dr. Mehar had told him that someone wanted to find him to do a turbulence physics experimental model.
It should be Dr. Olsen.
"Boss Zheng, use my phone to video call," Lin Jiaojiao said. "He calls me every ten minutes and has been urging me until now."
"Satellite phone video call. It's quite expensive, right?" Zheng Ren took the phone with a smile.
"Coastal fishermen go out to sea to fish. They all use satellite phones. It's not that expensive, but it's a little rare," Lin Jiaojiao said.
Zheng Ren did not immediately video call. Instead, he first went to Xie Yiren's side.
"Chief Zheng, you're so busy. Why do you have something to do when you come out to play?" Chu Yanran asked.
"No." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's a small matter."
"Tsk." Chu Yanzhi appeared behind him. "In the afternoon, you said that you wanted to take a family photo. Only you weren't here."
That was quite a pity.
Zheng Ren smiled and leaned against Xie Yiren. All the fatigue in his body disappeared.
"Go do your work first. When you're done, I'll barbecue for you," Xie Yiren patted Zheng Ren's head and said gently.
"Okay." Zheng Ren chuckled. Like Blackie, he rubbed his head against Little Yiren's hand and stood up.
"Let's go to the tent. The wind is strong outside." Lin Jiaojiao led the way in front and brought Zheng Ren to a tent. "Just call Chief Kong. He, Deputy Director Yuan, and Chief Ye are accompanying Dr. Olsen."
Zheng Ren smiled and nodded to indicate that he understood.
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Note: Micro-moisturizing technology is one of my favorite technologies. The changes in the Maowusu Desert had nothing to do with micro-moisturizing technology. Fan Tao was also fabricated. He was just a corner of countless strong figures who built bridges and paved roads.
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