With this as a support, not only is it fine in snow, but it is also very useful for beginners who are just learning to ride a bicycle.

Moreover, manufacturing auxiliary wheels doesn't require overly complex processes or consume large amounts of scarce materials. If our factory could produce these, firstly, we could utilize existing scrap steel, avoiding waste; secondly, it would add a new product line, potentially increasing revenue. While the demand isn't as high as for heating systems, it would still be a decent supplement.

As people's living standards gradually improve, bicycles will eventually become more common, so the market prospects for training wheels are quite good.

Ideally, this blueprint should be given to a bicycle factory; they have the mature technology and materials, making production easier. However, winter is so long, and if we want to get the goods on the road before the New Year, we'll definitely have to consider increasing production. After all, when visiting relatives and friends, people prefer to go out by bicycle. After a year of hard work, it's all about showing off these few days.

Our factory is doing very well right now; anything we produce will only attract jealousy. Why not take this opportunity to collaborate with the bicycle factory?

Upon hearing this, Jiang He's eyes lit up as if he had seen new hope, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Yes, if they were to make it themselves, the rubber alone would be a problem. But bicycle factories don't have that problem. However, as for the upper parts, they definitely wouldn't have any problem making them.

Actually, Jiang He's father had told him about this before he came, but he was somewhat unwilling. The country nowadays gives people the feeling that they have a lot of strength but can't use it.

If this continues, he'll suffocate.

So she just wanted to get some fresh air. Does Comrade Lin Ying really have a solution?

To be honest, he knew about the auxiliary wheel; it was just a temporary measure for their factory. But it was better than nothing, right?

There are so many people in the factory, and they all need to eat.

"Then I'll trouble Comrade Lin Ying to draw this picture in more detail."

"no problem."

After the drawings were completed, Jiang He was taken away by his assistant who came to pick him up.

Lin Ying took a piece of meat from a jar at home and made braised pork. She also took out the chicken she had cooked earlier and reheated it. She also cooked rice and stir-fried some cabbage with vinegar.

Zhao Qinghuai returned just as I finished preparing.

Perhaps because the New Year was approaching, Lin Ying was in a good mood, having already put the unpleasantness of the commune behind her, and even had the leisure to study her third-generation car. However, although Zhao Qinghuai had returned, he still consistently left early and returned late.

Lin Ying looked at Zhao Qinghuai curiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Qinghuai's face was icy: "I might have to go to Beijing later. Do you remember the old commander who came to our unit last year? He's the one who took your saw away."

Lin Ying nodded: "Of course I remember. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have had such a good time in the army."

Zhao Qinghuai's eyes were filled with grief: "He has passed away."

Lin Ying's heart skipped a beat: "What? How could this be? He's perfectly healthy."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Zhao Qinghuai's eyes: "The old commander was framed and sent to the countryside. The weather was too cold, and he caught a cold. The villagers dared not touch him, and he died of the illness."

Lin Ying was overwhelmed with grief: "Then where is the old man's body now? Where are his family?"

Zhao Qinghuai said, "His son died in battle before. I heard that he has a grandson. I went there this time to help the old man with his funeral arrangements and to find out about the child's condition."

Lin Ying quickly took out the envelope that Jiang He had just brought: "This is from Factory Director Jiang. He said it's the year-end bonus. I don't know the exact amount. Take a look and see how much you need. Are you leaving after dinner or now?"

Zhao Qinghuai said, "Let's leave now. The news came too suddenly. I've already asked the commander to arrange a car for me, but time is a bit tight. How will you get there? Does the army have any vehicles?"

Zhao Qinghuai shook his head: "It's okay, I'm fast on my own."

Lin Ying sighed helplessly, "Who are you looking down on? Now, take your things and check if you have enough money. Don't try to save money. You can manage on your own, but if the child's condition worsens and they need money, how can I deliver it to you in time? Just bring back any leftovers. After you're done, go add water to my car and start it. I'll drive you!"

Zhao Qinghuai refused without hesitation, saying, "No, it's too dark outside, and it looks like it's going to snow heavily. I don't trust you to come back by yourselves."