This time, the future Lord Taishan drove the carriage himself to Gushan. Although Wan Feng was not flattered, he also showed his full sincerity. When he came, Jiang Fan brought two packets of tinfoil to represent his sincerity.
The tinfoil-wrapped Jiang Fan cigarettes cost more than 40 cents a box. The most dazzling thing about it was that the inner packaging was not the brown, sticky moisture-proof paper of most cigarettes, but tinfoil that shone with a silver sheen.
That alone takes it to the next level.
Since his rebirth, Wan Feng has not smoked a pack of cigarettes himself, but he has probably given away more than ten packs of cigarettes of various grades.
Luan Changyuan is not good at speaking and speaks very little. From the time he arrived until now, he and Wan Feng have not spoken more than twenty sentences.
These words were almost all said when I was experimenting with the peeling machine.
Wan Feng didn't understand. How could a taciturn, calm and honest man have a daughter who dared to go to heaven?
According to the principles of genetics, children always inherit their parents' genes in terms of appearance, personality, physical fitness, etc., but what genes did Luan Feng inherit from her father?
Silent? Impossible.
Stable and honest? That's even more out of place.
Could it be that Luan Feng's bloodline is impure, like the one walking in the aisle?
If it weren't for the genetic mutation, Luan Feng's mother would have been a famous figure when she was young.
Haven’t you heard of the scandal about Luan Feng’s mother?
Wan Feng would not stop speculating whether his future mother-in-law had any romantic affairs when she was young just because Luan Feng was his future wife.
If Luan Changyuan knew what his future son-in-law was thinking now, he would probably whip him and force him to take a bath in the autumn waters of the Inna River.
Outside Heyan Village is the orchard of Heyan Village. The apples in the orchard are about to be harvested. Apart from Guoguang and Weijin, there is no Red Fuji, Jonathan or other apples.
At that time, no one knew where the Red Fuji or other tornadoes were blowing.
Guoguang apples can still be seen in later generations, but Weijin apples have never been seen. Have they become extinct?
The sharp-eyed Wan Feng saw a yellow marshal tree with many apples on it.
Among all apples, Wan Feng’s favorite is the Yellow Marshal, but unfortunately this kind of apple is not common in later generations.
If there wasn't someone watching the yard in the orchard, he might have jumped in and stolen a few to try.
The skinning machine was unloaded at the team headquarters, and the wheelchair rack was unloaded in Luan Feng's yard.
When unloading the truck, Luan Feng came out to help, and as a reward she got the four-pound bag of pork.
"Greedy cat, this is for your family."
Luan Feng pinched the paper bag with her hands, and her eyes smiled into crescents: "Would you like to eat here tonight?"
"Eat it tonight? You can't wait for the beans to be cooked. The fifteenth day of the eighth month is the day after tomorrow."
"If we don't eat it today, we'll have to draw water from the well, or it will go bad."
This is not something Wan Feng needs to worry about.
After Wan Feng sent the package of meat back home, he came to the team headquarters again. Zhang Hai had already come from the brick factory.
As the Party A, he must of course conduct acceptance.
"Ah! You tell me that such a small machine can peel 4,000 kilograms of corn in an hour?" Zhang Hai walked around the peeling machine.
The peeling machine is less than one meter long, about 80 to 90 centimeters, and about 50 centimeters high. It weighs about 60 to 70 kilograms. When placed on the ground, it has an inclination of about 20 degrees and really looks like a toy.
"How big do you think this thing is? It's not a tractor."
"But this is too small."
"The cart is big, can it be used to rip corn?"
"You're just arguing with me, kid. If it doesn't work, return the thousand to me, or you can go get two baskets of corn."
The guy Zhang Hai called went out with two baskets.
There was a cornfield behind the Wahou team headquarters and all the way to a stone dam on the Inna River, so the guy quickly brought back two baskets of corn.
After connecting to the power supply, the peeling machine started to turn rapidly.
"How to use it?" Zhang Hai asked while standing in front of the machine.
"Doesn't this have an entrance? Just throw the small end of the corn in front. The bigger one can throw multiple ears of corn in at the same time, and it will husk them faster."
Zhang Hai started the single-cob peeling machine, which could only feed one ear of corn into the entrance.
"Can't the head be facing forward?"
"That's fine, but the big head goes forward and the husks the corn slowly. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Zhang Hai raised his hand and threw in an ear of corn. The corn shot out of the machine in about two seconds, and the husk was stripped off and came out naked.
"Hey, don't say that, it's a toy, but there's no way you can dig out thousands of kilograms of corn like this."
"Who told you to wait? This thing isn't about picking one up and throwing the next one in. You just keep throwing it in. The faster your hand speed, the faster it will do the work."
So Zhang Hai threw corn into the machine with both hands like a butterfly flying through flowers, and in more than a minute, he had thrown all the corn into the basket.
The corn goes in from one end and comes out from the other end, and the husks are blown out from the bottom by a fan driven by a motor.
After throwing away a basket of corn, Zhang Hai's forehead was covered with sweat.
"Look at you, you're sweating after eating a basket of corn. You're too weak. Eat less tonight."
"Go away! Is this something a child like you should say? I was just in a hurry to throw it away! Not bad, not bad, this thing is pretty good, but I don't know if it will break."
"Normally it won't be fast, but the rubber roller inside is one of the most worn parts. It needs to be replaced after every tens of thousands of kilograms of corn. Xiao Dexiang has already prepared two, which I think will be enough for this year."
The peeling machine has been accepted.
"The tractor the commune is lending us will arrive tomorrow. Can Xiao Jun handle it?"
Wan Feng shook his head: "Not yet. He has no problem running an empty truck now, but I feel he needs more practice running a heavy truck. It will take at least another month."
"Then let him drive this tractor to harvest crops first, hauling corn, sweet potatoes, soybeans, etc., to practice. After the harvest is done, let him deliver bricks."
This was originally Wan Feng's design, and this matter has been put aside.
"Captain, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, we'll be retiring, and the entire team should get busy. Do you think it's appropriate for the accountant to stay in the brick factory all the time? We need someone to take charge here at the team headquarters."
Zhang Hai rolled his eyes at Wan Feng: "What do you want to say, kid?"
"I think the brick factory and the team are two parallel work units and shouldn't be mixed up. Besides, the accountant is old and has limited energy. We should consider his health."
"Don't take detours, just fart if you have to."
"Hehe, my grandfather doesn't want to work in the orchard anymore. It's too far from home and inconvenient to commute. I think the custodian position at the brick and tile factory is very suitable for him. He also works as a custodian in the orchard, so it's a seamless transition."
Zhang Hai smiled. "I knew you had bad intentions. In fact, when I was the captain, I went to look for your grandfather and wanted him to work as an accountant, but he didn't want to come back at that time."
Isn't this nonsense? Why didn't Ji Mao come back at that time?
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