Chapter 137 Chapter 137 Two Updates in One

Shen Moer carried an electric fan home. Shen Shaoyuan, holding Xiao Liangliang, took a look and sighed: "The level of students in your school is not good. They are crooked and look like defective products. Who can finally save up enough industrial tickets to buy this thing?"

Xiao Liangliang, on the other hand, was a little excited to see this iron thing, especially when he saw Shen Moer turned on the power of the fan and the blades slowly turned. He even danced with joy and kept calling "Oh, Mom, Ah, Mom" ​​with his little mouth.

The little girl's articulation has become much clearer recently. She can now call out "Mom" and "Dad" very accurately. But for some reason, she doesn't like to call out "Mom" and "Dad" simply and crisply. She likes to add an "ah" in front.

Shen Moer scratched her daughter’s tender little face and said with a smile: “Actually, this electric fan is of very good quality.”

Zhou Ping'an looked disdainful: "Sister Mo'er, this is it, and you can say the quality is good?"

Shen Moer explained: "If you look closely, it actually runs very stably, with strong wind, but very little noise, right? I have asked students who make these fans to find out that they use copper core enameled wire to wind the motor, silicon steel sheets to make the iron core, and the bearing quality is also very good. In other words, the heart of the fan is very good, but the appearance is not so good. The students in our school are good at making motors, but their skills in rubbing parts by hand are a bit unsatisfactory."

After all, it's a product of my school, so I'd better try to save some respect for it.

And what she said was also true, the students had good brains and were good at controlling the quality of motors, but their hands-on skills were lacking.

Shen Shaoyuan still disliked it: “Even if the quality is okay, it’s not okay if it’s too ugly.”

He has no concept of making do, and ugliness is especially unacceptable to him.

Shen Moer smiled and said, “So, the quality of this electric fan is actually pretty good, the biggest problem is that it’s ugly, so if it can become less ugly, will it be easier for people to accept it?”

Shen Shaoyuan asked thoughtfully: "How can we make it not ugly?"

Fu Mingze came in with two buckets of things. Hearing this, he raised the tin bucket in his hand and said, "Moer said that the task of making the electric fan less ugly is now up to you. The paint has been bought. You can try to make a sample first. If it works, she will let you follow her to the Capital University Machinery Factory for voluntary labor."

Shen Shaoyuan: “…”

He recently finished drawing comic strips, so he does have a lot of free time, but since he has a lot of free time, he can take his granddaughter out for a walk. Why does he have to do voluntary labor at the Capital University Machinery Factory?

Shen Moer: "You guys are free anyway, why don't you just draw and practice."

Zhou Pingan thought it was feasible: "Master, I think it's okay. It's okay. You make a sample and I'll paint it. Although this electric fan looks crooked now, if it is repainted, it can indeed change the appearance visually."

Zhou Ping'an squatted down and looked at the electric fan.

What else could Shen Shaoyuan say? He had to do the work assigned to him by his precious daughter!

The paint Fu Mingze bought came in two colors, red and blue. Shen Shaoyuan stared at the electric fan for a while, then stuffed the little guy in her arms to her mother: "Okay, I'll try."

Fu Mingze unplugged the power cord, found a screwdriver at home, and disassembled the electric fan in no time.

"So this thing seems pretty simple?"

Shen Shaoyuan couldn't help but take a few more glances. He had seen so many good things, but anything that had something to do with "technology" was magical to him.

They did have fans in the cool room, but they were hand-cranked. In the summer, there were several maids who were responsible for waving the fans. Of course, he now knew that this kind of behavior of exploiting other people's labor was not good, but before they were a feudal dynasty, their concepts were different.

In fact, Shen Shaoyuan has been in this world for many years. He has seen electric lights, telephones, electric fans, radios and even cars. However, his skills are in eating, drinking, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even after many years, he still finds these "technological" things magical.

He had seen electric fans before, of course, but he had never seen a disassembled electric fan before. Now, seeing Fu Mingze "dismember" the electric fan so easily, he suddenly realized that the parts of this thing were actually quite simple.

Fu Mingze: "The motor is a little more complicated, but everything else is simple."

Shen Shaoyuan nodded, frowned and thought for a while, then signaled Zhou Pingan to pour out the paint.

When Fu Mingze bought the paint, he also bought small bottles, brushes and smaller pens.

The fan blades were made of aluminum and were not originally painted. Shen Shaoyuan asked Zhou Pingan to wipe the blades clean, first used a brush to paint a blue base, and then used a small brush to outline the pattern on the edge of the blades.

Xiao Liangliang looked at her curiously from a distance, but Shen Moer walked a little further away while holding her: "This paint has a bit of smell, let's go for a walk on the street."

Fu Mingze glanced at the mother and daughter, and Shen Shaoyuan waved his hand: "Let's go, let's take the children out for a walk."

Zhou Ping'an also said, "Yes, yes, yes, Fu Zhiqing, you can go with Sister Moer, I'm here."

Fu Mingze: "Okay."

He went into the house and got a small blanket for his daughter. Even though it wasn't cold now because the sun was shining, it would still be a bit cold if the sun was blocked.

The family of three went out, and Fu Mingze took his daughter from Shen Moer. Little Liangliang looked at Fu Mingze with her round eyes, and suddenly, she grinned, revealing four neatly arranged little glutinous rice teeth, two on the upper and lower sides.

Fu Mingze smiled, and the little guy slapped his hand on Fu Mingze's face: "Ah, Dad!"

Fu Mingze frowned and corrected: "Dad."

The little guy slapped him in the face again and shouted, "Oh, Daddy!"

Shen Moer laughed as she watched. Fu Zhiqing probably could only tolerate his daughter beating him like this. Moreover, even though he looked scary when he had a cold face, his daughter was not afraid of him at all.

She is still young now. In two years, the little one will probably climb over her father's head.

Fu Mingze glanced at her, pointed at her and asked the little girl: "Who is this?"

Xiao Liangliang immediately stretched out his two little hands for a hug: "Oh, Mom!"

Shen Moer patted her chubby little butt: "You eat too much, mommy can't hold you."

Xiao Liangliang twisted his little body, and hung towards Shen Moer: “Ah, mom, ah, mom!”

Shen Moer smiled and teased the child: “No, you little fat boy, mom can’t hold you.”

Just as we were talking and laughing, there was a sudden scream from behind, "Someone is stealing something!"

Almost at the same time, a figure rushed past them quickly.

They were in an alley, and the street was at the end of the alley. There were courtyards on both sides of the alley, and since it was not hot, most people kept their doors closed, so there were not many people walking in the alley.

Seeing that man running towards the entrance of the alley quickly, Shen Moer turned around and chased after him. When that man was about to run out of the alley, Shen Moer flew up and kicked him, knocking him down.

The man wanted to struggle, but Shen Moer stepped on his shoulder.

"Let me go, let me go, you nosy woman!" The man lay on the ground and screamed. It was obvious that he was just stepped on the shoulder, but it was like being pressed under the Five Finger Mountain. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't stand up.

"Thank you, comrade!"

A female comrade in her early thirties ran over panting. Shen Moer pointed at the black leather bag that fell on the ground and asked, "Is that bag yours? Check to see if anything is missing."

The woman had a square face with neat lines, heroic eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes looked sharp when she looked at people. However, this appearance did not prevent her from being targeted by thieves, because her corduroy suit, black leather shoes and black leather bag looked too expensive.

The female comrade picked up the black bag, opened it, took a look, shook her head and said, "Nothing is missing."

The thief lying on the ground started yelling again: "Nothing is lost, why don't you let me go!"

Shen Moer pulled him up, twisted his arm back, and controlled him: "You didn't lose anything because I caught you. Let's go to the police station!"

The female comrade glanced at Shen Moer and agreed, “That’s right, you will also have to bear legal responsibility for attempted crimes. We can’t let you go. Go to the police station.”

Fu Mingze held Xiao Liangliang in his arms and did not go forward. It was okay for adults, but children should still be careful. In this situation, it is better not to let the little thief see the child, otherwise if the man is released, he will come over to take revenge on the child.

This kind of thing may not necessarily happen, but as parents, we must consider it carefully for our children.

Shen Moer glanced back and said, “I’ll take him to the police station first.”

She pulled the person and didn't let him look back. The couple still had a tacit understanding.

Shen Moer dragged people to the nearby police station. Xiao Liangliang looked at her mother's back as she walked away, with a puzzled expression on her face. She looked at her mother, then at her father who was standing there motionless, and slapped Fu Mingze's face several times with her little hands: "Ah, mom, ah, mom——"

Fu Mingze grabbed her hand and stuffed it into her mouth. When the little girl was about to cry out of grievance, he grabbed her hand again and patted her face: "Little rascal, if you hit daddy again, I won't give you candy anymore. Mommy is out doing good deeds, let's go shopping and then go back."

The little guy looked at him aggrievedly, and then buried his little head in the crook of his father's neck.

The police station was not too far away and they arrived there in about ten minutes. If the thief had not tried every means to escape on the road, and Shen Moer had spent some effort to pull him away, it might have been even faster.

The thief tried to slip away when Shen Moer let go of his hand as he entered the police station gate, but Shen Moer kicked him and knocked him down again.

The comrades from the police station were a little surprised at first to see two female comrades escorting a male comrade over, but now they were not surprised at all, as it was obvious that the female comrades were well-trained.

After handing the person over to the police, Shen Moer also went to record a statement. When they learned that she was a freshman at Capital University, the two police comrades who recorded the statement expressed great regret, saying that with Shen Moer's skills, it was a pity that she didn't join the army or become a special police officer.

Coming out of the police station, Shen Moer looked up and saw white doves flying lightly across the blue sky, and she couldn't help but smile.

During the Daliang period, although she was better at riding and shooting than many princes and nobles, she seemed to be of no use other than being granted special permission to participate in the autumn hunt.

There was no precedent for a woman to be an official in the court, and even less for a woman to be a general on the battlefield.

Not only was she not allowed to be a general, the custom in Daliang was that women were not allowed to appear in the military camp, otherwise it would be considered an ominous sign.

In the past, she would never have imagined that one day someone would tell her it was a pity that she did not join the army but became a police officer.

In this world, everything is actually pretty good, except for the absence of those people we once knew.

"Student Shen——"

The sound of high heels hitting the ground could be heard behind me, and the female comrade caught up with me: "Student Shen, thank you so much for today!"

Shen Moer stopped and smiled: "It was just a coincidence that I met you. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will help. You're welcome."

"Not everyone has your skills." The female comrade laughed, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Liya, and my parents live in the alley above. We are neighbors. The police just told me that you are a freshman at Capital University. My mother also said a while ago that a house in our alley was sold, and the new neighbor who moved in is studying at Capital University. I think it must be you."

Shen Moer goes out early and comes back late every day, and spends most of her time at school. However, Shen Shaoyuan likes to carry his granddaughter around, and it seems that he has become familiar with the neighbors nearby.

Hearing this, Shen Moer smiled and said, “Neighbors should help each other even more.”

Wang Liya thankfully said, "Luckily I met you. I came here from work today. It's not a big deal that my money was robbed. The key is that there are some documents and receipts in my bag. I plan to take them home and look at them later. If I lose them, it will be really troublesome."

The two talked as they walked, and when they returned to the alley, Shen Moer discovered that the Wang family's yard was actually not far from theirs, separated by two yards.

Yes, if they were far away, they might not meet.

After catching a thief and returning home, Shen Moer discovered that her father had almost finished painting the electric fan.

The wind blades have been painted, and Shen Shaoyuan dislikes that the base does not match the wind blades, so he is repairing the base.

Even though the fan hasn't been put back together yet, it looks pretty good just looking at the blades and the half-painted base.

If Liu Yinshuang were here, she would say that this electric fan is painted in a retro Hong Kong style with contrasting red and blue colors.

Shen Moer didn’t know what retro Hong Kong style was. This kind of strong collision of colors was actually rare in her original life.

She asked Fu Mingze to buy red and blue paints simply because people in this world prefer red, and blue is the most common color in everyone's daily life.

Shen Moer had said before that the paint didn't need to be applied too smoothly, and they weren't professional painters, so they didn't have the skills. So Shen Shaoyuan didn't make it hard on himself, and basically just applied it according to his own ideas. It didn't matter if the surface was a little rough, as long as it looked good.

The rough surface actually adds a bit of... well, as Liu Yinshuang said, this is called artistic sense.

After everything is done, put it in the corner of the yard and wait for it to dry.

After finishing, Shen Shaoyuan washed his hands carefully with soap, then took hot water to take a bath and changed into clean clothes, and then ran to his obedient granddaughter to tease the child: "Is grandpa's painting beautiful?"

Xiao Liangliang blinked her big round eyes and stretched out her hands: "Ah, father-in-law!"

Shen Shaoyuan frowned in disdain, but still took the little guy over and muttered: “Grandpa is not a father-in-law.”

The paint needed to dry for a few days, but Shen Moer was not in a hurry. After all, they were just part-time interns, and their main responsibility was to attend classes and learn knowledge. So it was not until the weekend that Shen Moer took the reassembled electric fan back to the Capital University Machinery Factory.

When she took it over, Shen Moer casually put a sack on the electric fan. Section Chief Chen was surprised to see her carrying a sack to the factory, but then he saw Shen Moer take out an electric fan from the sack that he had never seen before.

How should I put it? The electric fans on the market are actually all the same. There are basically only a few styles, a mesh ring, a few blades, and an iron box. You just need to assemble them and you can make an electric fan. What else can you do with them?

but!

But the electric fan in front of him was really tinkered with!

The dark blue blades are outlined with red patterns, and matched with a base of the same color, the whole electric fan looks beautiful and fashionable.

Section Chief Chen exclaimed in amazement: "Is this Watson or Binghua? Which factory produced this new product? The paint is a little rough, but it looks so good that the roughness of the paint doesn't affect it at all. It looks good, but the cost is a little high. How much does one cost? A normal electric fan costs about 120 to 150 yuan, but this one must be at least 150 yuan, right?"

Shen Moer laughed: "Chief Chen, please take a closer look."

Section Chief Chen asked in confusion: "Look carefully, what are you looking at? Are you suggesting that we also produce this kind? No, no, no, it's hard enough for us to produce ordinary electric fans, so let's not challenge the difficulty."

Shen Moer pointed at the fan blades speechlessly: “Didn’t you notice anything wrong with these blades?”

Section Chief Chen let out a confused "Ah", bent down and looked carefully. After a while, he said uncertainly: "There is indeed a problem with this fan blade. One of it seems to be a little smaller..."

His eyes suddenly widened and he pointed at the electric fan on the table: "This, this, this, this, this!"

Shen Moer: "Yes, this is the one I took away before."

Section Chief Chen: “…”

He stared at the fan in silence for a long time before muttering, "What a workmanship, a new look, a complete transformation!"

Half an hour later, in the meeting room of the sales department of the machinery factory.

"This, this, this is so beautiful!"

Wu Yanan covered her mouth and screamed softly. When she realized that she had screamed, her face turned red and she looked around embarrassedly.

Everyone in the conference room was staring at the electric fan on the table, and no one noticed her.

After all, everyone was surprised to see this electric fan that completely subverted their imagination. Wu Yanan was not the only one who screamed and exclaimed. After exclaiming, several salesmen in the sales department were already discussing the possibility of producing this electric fan.

Jingui whispered to Wu Yanan: "How come our squad leader is so awesome! This electric fan is so beautiful and special, I think someone will buy it even if it requires an industrial ticket."

Wu Yanan nodded repeatedly: "The most important thing is that after this painting, the original size and shape of the wind blades are no longer obvious. Unless you look very carefully, you can't find it. Moreover, even if you find it, it doesn't seem to matter. The asymmetry seems to be quite beautiful."

A salesman with a rather sturdy build from the sales department said loudly, "Chief, leave this batch of business to me. I will go and negotiate with the department store. Manager Wang there really likes this kind of beautiful stuff."

The shorter man next to him was unhappy: "No, of course, this will sell well! There is still some time before the season for using fans. Chief, let's suggest it to the workshop and mass-produce a batch!"

Section Chief Chen frowned and said nothing.

Shen Moer said, "This batch of electric fans is the 'homework' assigned to us by Section Chief Chen. We will try to sell it first. If we can't finish it, we can ask Brother Lu and Brother Liang for help. You are experienced, have many channels, and have a wide network of contacts. There must be many places where we need your guidance and help."

Shen Moer certainly wouldn't let anyone take advantage of her own idea, so she declined politely, but her words were spoken in a nice way that made the two salesmen feel comfortable listening to them.

After a short pause, Shen Moer said, “As for mass production, my suggestion is that the factory organizes the paint masters to study the relevant processes as soon as possible, and then make a batch of samples.”

Changing the subject, she asked Section Chief Chen, "Does our factory have a booth at the Canton Fair?"

Section Chief Chen didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to the Canton Fair. He shook his head and said, "School-run enterprises like ours are mainly to provide a practical platform for students."

Shen Moer frowned and thought for a while, then said, "The Spring Fair is from April 15th to May 5th. I suggest that the factory contact a company that has a booth at the Canton Fair as soon as possible, make a batch of samples and ask them to help exhibit them. The exhibit list of the Canton Fair is drawn up in advance by each province, but this is not completely unchangeable. We can communicate with the exhibition working group after confirmation."

Section Chief Chen: “…”

No, weren't they talking before about how to change the appearance of these crappy electric fans and sell them in department stores? How did the topic suddenly jump to taking samples to exhibit at the Canton Fair?

They are just an ordinary school-run enterprise with average performance and products. The only thing worth mentioning is the students' independent innovation ability. But students have limited abilities after all. It is good enough if they can come up with one or two innovative and practical things in a year.

In a word, to put it simply, companies like theirs have nothing to do with the Canton Fair!

Shen Moer actually had a flash of inspiration, but after she sorted out her thoughts, she felt that this idea was still feasible, so she explained: “Just now, Brother Liang suggested that the factory carry out mass production. I think he is very optimistic about this product, but we also know the situation in China. People are generally not very wealthy. There are not many people who can afford electric fans, and there are probably even fewer people who will buy this special electric fan.

There are definitely consumers for this type of electric fan, but the number of people is not too large. After all, compared with appearance, everyone pays more attention to practicality. However, the cost of manufacturing this type of electric fan will definitely increase.

Compared with the domestic market, I am more optimistic about the foreign market. My husband is a student of the Department of Physics at Capital University. He told me that the gap between our country's level of electric fan manufacturing and that of foreign countries is not big. If the quality gap is not big and our price is lower than that of foreign countries, this kind of electric fan with a special appearance will definitely be sought after by foreign merchants. "

Shen Moli has participated in so many Canton Fairs and has always been paying attention to foreign fashion. It can be said without any modesty that she has a certain understanding of the foreign market.

Things that are beautiful and practical will definitely be favored by foreign businessmen.