Telling lies, firing empty words and talking big, how shameless!
Chen Wenxin wrote six words on the back of the exercise book and pushed it in front of Wan Feng.
Wan Feng also left a line of words on the homework book: You should worry about your father's lunch.
Wan Feng watched Chen Cang take bus No. 11 to Wai. During the two-hour lunch break at noon, he walked back from the brick factory, had lunch, and then walked back again. This took almost the same amount of time, so he had no time to rest at all.
The work in the brick and tile factory is not that tiring, but it is also not easy. Even a half-hour break at noon can bring great benefits.
Chen Wenxin was indeed looking worried.
Wan Feng really loves to see her frowning face, with her brows furrowed and her face twitching, just like an internet celebrity after being filtered by a beauty filter decades later.
"Then what do you think my dad will do for lunch? We don't have a bicycle at home."
"I have a bicycle. How about selling it to your dad?" Wan Feng's bicycle seemed to be of little use to him now. Probably, except for going to Gushan Commune, it was really not of much use otherwise.
He can ride Zhang Hai's bike to go to Gushan, so he might as well exchange his own bike for money.
As for attending middle school at the Warrior Commune next year? If not, I can just buy a new one. I have money and can do whatever I want.
"How much are you selling it for?"
"Fifty."
Chen Wenxin was discouraged: "I can't afford it."
"If you agree to be my second wife, you can wait for the money..."
"You're doing it again! If you make such a joke again, I'll bite you!"
"Okay, okay, bite here." Wan Feng pointed at his face and said.
As a person who was optimistic in his previous life, he perfectly inherited this quality in this life.
Chen Wenxin slapped the ground and covered the half of Wan Feng's face that was leaning forward, but of course she didn't use much force.
Wan Feng was depressed and thought something was wrong with his brain, so he rushed forward to take pictures.
"Are you taking advantage of me and touching my face?"
Chen Wenxin wanted to cry: "Can you still have some shame?"
"How about I lend your dad my bike first? What do you think?"
Jokes aside, Wan Feng was now seriously seeking Chen Wenxin's opinion, but it wasn't serious enough.
Chen Wenxin's eyes were a little hazy like the moon and the birds, and the curtains were almost rolled up and the crabapple blossoms were red.
So, during class she scribbled on the paper again: You are so nice!
Could it be that this little girl fell in love with me so easily?
Women are really simple-minded creatures. They are willing to give themselves to men for just a little favor.
Wan Feng did not respond to Chen Wenxin on the paper, but was carefully drawing a strange thing on the book.
This thing has a base with a clip and a small crank on it, which is connected to two cylinders.
It looks somewhat similar to the wheel handle of Inoue.
This class is a drawing class, and Wan Feng can doodle openly, which can be regarded as not being distracted.
"What are you drawing?" Chen Wenxin asked quietly.
"I can't tell you this. I'm telling you that you should go out and tell it."
"Bad seed!"
Of course Wan Feng couldn't tell her. What if she leaked the business secrets? This was related to thousands of yuan in profits.
He drew a simple hand-cranked corn thresher.
After husking the corn, the next step is to thresh it, otherwise how can we pay the tax?
Wan Feng had made this thing himself in his previous life. It was very simple, with a few steel bars and two palm-sized pieces of iron sheets bent into cylinders. Probably the only thing worth money was a small closed bearing.
The most commonly used method for threshing corn in rural areas today is with a wooden threshing machine.
A square piece of wood about 50 centimeters long and 5 to 6 centimeters wide has a hole in the middle, and an iron bar about 1 centimeter wide is nailed to the opening. When in use, people hold corn and thread it through the iron bar. Several grooves will be made on a whole ear of corn.
It is very difficult to pick the kernels from a whole ear of corn by hand. It is much easier to make a few grooves in the corn and then pick it up.
But it is also a very clumsy and inefficient way of threshing.
Wan Feng's device is mainly for family use. Although his simplest thresher is not considered advanced, it is at least much better than the one that uses a thresher to dig a ditch before threshing. Moreover, the cost is extremely low. Even in later generations, it only sold for five to ten yuan. Nowadays, it only costs three or two yuan. One person can thresh about 150 kilograms in an hour.
It is very suitable for home use, but the Wanfeng for production team use still needs to be redesigned.
The production team's public grain production was tens of thousands of kilograms at a time, so using this thing was a bit inefficient, but it was still more than ten times better than using a piercer to pierce and then peel it.
The thresher used by the production team must be able to thresh several thousand kilograms per hour.
Since the peeling machine has been successful, the thresher is not far away. The peeling machine and the thresher have many similarities, and their size, weight and even working principles are similar.
But that was something he would study in two days. What he was dealing with now was this hand-cranked thresher.
After Wan Feng estimated the cost of this hand-cranked thresher, he became worried. How much would this thing sell for?
He had calculated that according to the current price level, the cost of a hand-cranked thresher was 90 cents. Would it retail for three or four yuan?
Once mass production begins, what should the ex-factory price be?
This thing is a seasonal item, and the profit is not too high. It is a product that can be used to beat children on rainy days or when you have nothing to do. However, selling a few thousand a year is not a problem.
A profit of eight thousand is quite considerable.
Wanfeng does not have to worry about the market. Every family has corn. Buying such a thing for a few dollars is not a big investment. Everyone can afford it. Even if one out of ten families in Hongya buys it, it will be a considerable market.
But do I have the time to sell this thing?
Then you can only make it and find an agent to wholesale it, even if you make less profit.
You can't ask Xia Qiulong and his gang for this thing, there is no market for it in the city.
After returning home for lunch at noon, Wan Feng rode his bike to the brick factory, intending to leave his bike there and let Chen Cang ride it back when he got off work in the afternoon.
When we arrived at the brick and tile factory, we unexpectedly saw an extended Jiefang truck parked on the site. Zhang Hai and several others were using a small crane, commonly known as a "ji bu lao", to unload a blast furnace.
This iron melting furnace is estimated to be around five or six meters high, which seems a bit small. How much molten iron can it melt?
The main function of the ironmaking furnace is to melt iron, turning it into molten iron so that it can be made into the required shape.
To start a small industry, a cupola is essential.
The commune had promised to help Wahou set up a small industry. Wan Feng originally expected that the commune would not be able to implement it until next year, but he did not expect that the blast furnace would be delivered now.
From this we can judge that the pace of reform seems to be becoming more and more urgent.
However, even if this thing is shipped to Wanfeng, he doesn't think the industry can be started before the end of the year.
No one here!
Although there is no shortage of projects, it would be useless without mechanical workers!
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