[When a young man lying flat holds 3 cubic meters of cheating space in his hand, saving cornmeal in the famine years has become the most insignificant golden finger]
In the autumn of 1961, social worker Lin Chaoyang opened his eyes after working all night to change the plan and became a third-level fitter in the steel rolling mill. The moment his jade pendant cracked, he discovered that he could open a 3-cubic-cubic static space that could not be kept fresh at 3 a. M. Every Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday - in this era when cabbage had to be stored in a cellar and food stamps could be exchanged for lives, this skill was worthless.
Until he saw with his own eyes an eighth-grade worker's file dancing with a precision of 0.01 Mm, discovered that a smashed German precision bearing was hidden in the cellar of a courtyard, and even heard an engineer reciting Taylor's equation in Russian while queuing at the grain station. When the storm came, he used the space to hide not food but the banned book "Mechanical Principles"; when the black market prevailed, he resold not food stamps but the 204 model from Luoyang Bearing Factory; when everyone was chasing the myth of a household worth ten thousand yuan, he used a lathe from the 1950s to build the first domestic CNC machine tool in a privately renovated workshop in a courtyard house.
Looking back on my own journey, from hiding cornmeal to guarding industrial fires, from passively surviving to actively breaking out. When Su Xiaoyun showed two air tickets for studying abroad on the eve of his departure, he pointed to the machine tool gears under the eaves of the courtyard: "This is my parallel time and space."
