"How many seed drills can we produce in a day if we run at full capacity now?"
"If the spare parts are in sufficient supply, we can assemble more than 300 units a day."
What this means is that if the supply of spare parts is not sufficient, even 300 units cannot be assembled.
"Can you guarantee 200 units a day?"
“This is about right.”
"Then send out 200 units a day."
"But the spring planting season is only a dozen days away. We can only produce 3,000 units at best, which isn't even enough to deliver half of that."
"Hey, as long as the money is in our hands, why bother worrying about whether the spring planting can be completed? We are not idle, and we will hand it over to them sooner or later anyway."
“But it’s too late for spring planting.”
"Who says we can't catch up? We should be able to catch up in time for next spring planting. As for this year? We can't let the land go to waste anyway."
Zhang Hai was dumbfounded. Is this possible?
"Okay, stop bothering me. Can't you see I'm working?"
Zhang Hai's eyes finally fell on Wan Feng's drawing paper. "What the hell is that?"
Wan Feng looked at him with disdain: "You don't even know what a tractor is, do you?"
Zhang Hai immediately became interested: "Is this the small tractor you were talking about? Wow, this is quite interesting. This is the first time I've seen such a small tractor."
"There are so many things you haven't seen. This one has four wheels, and there will be three-wheeled ones in the future."
"Hand-held tractor! Why do you want to go back?" Zhang Hai was surprised. Isn't the one with three wheels a hand-held tractor? It took so much effort to turn it into a four-wheeled one, how come one is missing?
"Don't think of the handlebars just because it has three wheels. This time, the three wheels are one in front and two in the back. Is your handlebar like this?"
Zhang Hai was confused. One in front and two behind?
"Just like you tinkered with that motorcycle?"
Wan Feng nodded: "That's right, but that's a product for a few years, there's no rush now."
After the four-wheeled vehicles, the three-wheeled vehicles became a hit in rural areas. Didn’t Shifeng and Wuxing initially conquer the market with three-wheeled vehicles, and later they all made cars?
Zhang Hai still felt that he didn't understand.
Sunday, March 22, 1981.
"I was so happy on Sunday morning. I got on the bus with my monthly pass. My second thumb trembled, and I suddenly paid over 200 yuan..."
At seven o'clock in the morning, Wan Feng left his grandmother's house, holding a drawing and singing a little song, and went all the way to Wahou Industry.
Most of the people in the first construction team had been on holiday because they had just finished pouring concrete for the third floor. Only two health workers were spraying water on the concrete with pipes.
At this rate, the possibility of completion on May 1st is greatly reduced.
The factory yard was bustling with activity.
After the Gushan Machinery Factory went bankrupt, Xiao Dexiang brought almost all the production personnel here, about 40 to 50 people.
This year, the distribution system in Wahou was reformed. Both brick and tile factories and machinery factories now pay monthly salaries like regular state-owned enterprises.
The basic salary is 20 yuan a month, which is the most affordable according to the factory's standards. However, there is a reward system, which depends on the completion of production tasks.
The rewards are cumulative and are distributed every three months or six months. The amount depends on the proportion of profits generated by all enterprises.
Zhang Hai selected a group of smart young people from the Wahou area to serve as apprentices in the machinery factory, and filled the gap in the brick and tile factory by hiring from outside.
A monthly salary of twenty yuan is not comparable to that of a state-owned enterprise, but in rural areas it is an amount that countless people envy, so many people hope to work in a brick and tile factory.
When hiring people, the people from Jiangwei Brigade would naturally be hired first. Therefore, one person from each production team's family with more labor would be assigned to work at the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory.
Zhang Hai rarely goes to the brick and tile factory now. He has completely handed the brick and tile factory over to Zhu Ping. His current work unit is the machinery factory.
The job of those who are apprentices in the machinery factory is to assemble seed drills. Two people in a team must assemble a certain number of seed drills a day.
Too many factories have been built, and many are still idle. However, this is not a problem. As long as there are people working on projects, there is a fear that these spaces will not be enough.
Wan Feng found Xiao Dexiang and Zhang Hai in a workshop.
The team's hand tractor was dismantled into pieces. Xiao Dexiang, Zhang Hai and several other workers were gesturing at the transmission system of the hand tractor.
Wan Feng saw a thick stack of blueprints on the table, which were obviously the structure of this system.
"I think it's not appropriate to use the rear axle of a hand tractor directly. The rear axle of a hand tractor is too high. If it is used directly, the rear axle will be obviously higher than the front one." said a technician.
"How about enlarging the front steering wheel?" another technician suggested.
"The tractor will look very tall like this. It's almost as tall as a 22-meter-tall truck. Is it still a small tractor? Besides, how ugly would it be? Would you buy such an ugly thing?"
Several people were gathered around those items, discussing them intently and heatedly, and didn't notice Wan Feng coming at all. It was not until Xiao Dexiang turned around that he discovered Wan Feng peeking out from behind them like a thief.
"Xiao Wan, you're here just in time. Please give us some suggestions on how to renovate the rear axle."
Wan Feng did not mention the suggestion, but took out the drawings he had drawn.
"I've been thinking about it for several days, and this is what I imagine a small four-wheeled vehicle should look like. Take a look."
Xiao Dexiang spread out Wan Feng's painting on the table, and several people immediately gathered around.
These people are from the Industrial Technology Department, and they are responsible for designing any product innovations or modifications.
"Oh my god, so this is what it looks like. This drawing is quite reasonable."
"Xiao Wan, tell me what you think?" Xiao Dexiang asked with interest.
"Actually, I've seen this kind of tractor before when I was in Longjiang. After all, agricultural reclamation farms are the most mechanized places now. We have a lot of strange machines there, many of which are Russian. The small tractor I saw must be Russian, because I haven't seen a tractor like it anywhere else in our country. I've been interested in these machines since I was a child. We have a lot of machines here, so I'd watch them repair anything with great concentration. I've even secretly driven our company's tractor several times. Otherwise, how would I know how to drive a tractor? Do you think I was born knowing it? My mother beat me so many times for this, and the stick is even broken."
Zhang Hai laughed heartily: "I thought you were capable, but it turns out you'll get beaten up someday too."
There is less than one percent truth in Wan Feng's words. Perhaps the only truth in him was getting beaten.
He said these words to pave the way for what he was going to say next, so that what he was going to say would seem as reasonable as possible and not let Xiao Dexiang and the others really think that he was a monster.
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