Chapter 28 My name is Afu
Red Leaf Village.
The sound of the car attracted everyone in the village, who all looked curiously in one direction.
The children were already excited: "Wow, wow, a big car, choo choo choo..."
The villagers pulled their children aside, afraid of offending some important figure. But the next moment, the car stopped on the main road in the village, and the door slowly opened.
Yin Xiaoyin opened the car door from the back and got out of the car.
Turning my head, I saw the village chief still sitting upright inside, his hand tightly gripping his dusty gray trousers.
"Village chief, we've arrived."
The village chief exclaimed "Hey!" and hurriedly responded. Then, as he stood up, he bumped into the roof of the car with a thud. He covered his head and tried to get out, but he blocked the car door with his hands and feet.
Yin Xiaoyin lowered her voice: "Village Chief, it was your first time riding back to the village in a Hongqi car, and all the villagers were watching..."
The awkwardness I felt vanished instantly when I saw the village chief again. He was the same stern-faced village chief, who seemed quite calm as he got out of the car.
Perhaps only Yin Xiaoyin could clearly see that the village chief had one hand clenched into a fist...
The grain station manager got out of the passenger seat and said with a smile, "Red Leaf Village, what a good name. The mountains covered in red leaves are a sign of a bountiful autumn harvest."
The village chief walked to the station chief's side and couldn't help but laugh at what he had said. After all, it was his native village, and he was surrounded by familiar villagers. He relaxed a bit in front of his leader.
"Stationmaster, let's go to the warehouse. The grain dryer is over there."
The group headed to the warehouse, where the grain station manager also saw the metal lump in front of him and asked the same question: "What is the working principle of this thing?"
This involves expertise. Seeing the village chief's pleading look, Yin Xiaoyin spoke calmly.
"By using the high-speed rotation of the electric motor impeller, the mixed gas passes through the grain layer, which on the one hand raises the temperature of the grain appropriately, and on the other hand carries away a large amount of water vapor to gradually dry the grain."
The grain station manager had been leaning forward, listening intently, and then...
At that moment, he was thinking about what Yin Xiaoyin, the educated youth, was saying. He could hear and recognize each word individually, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.
The key is that he absolutely cannot show it, otherwise, where would he put his face as the head of the grain station?
He nodded in agreement, even clapping his hands: "Yin Zhiqing is really amazing, I never thought of such a thing..."
Yes, not only did he not expect it, but even now, when Yin Xiaoyin explains it to him, he still doesn't understand.
Yin Xiaoyin didn't dwell on the explanations. She didn't need to use fancy words to show off the origins of her research; she preferred to let people see the results.
"Let's see the results."
The grain station manager nodded immediately. He had been eagerly waiting for this moment, but he had to go through the formalities to make it seem like he wasn't so impatient.
Yin Xiaoyin called out, "Afu."
The donkey responded. Ever since it started hand-cranking the electric switch in the warehouse, Yin Xiaoyin gave it a name, and it was overjoyed, more so than if it had eaten a lot of grass.
When the grain station manager saw that the donkey had indeed started working in circles, he couldn't help but marvel, "This donkey understands human speech."
Uncle Wu, standing not far away, raised his head and shouted, "Boss, our donkey is really smart..."
To everyone's surprise, Afu, who was cranking the hand crank, stopped. The others looked at each other, wondering if the donkey was being disrespectful because the leader was here today.
The donkey kicked its hooves, clearly indicating it was going on strike.
The village chief quickly called Uncle Wu over, but Uncle Wu scratched his head and tried to feed the donkey, which ignored him completely.
Yin Xiaoyin thought for a moment, then pulled Uncle Wu aside and whispered a few words to him. Uncle Wu was a little skeptical, but Yin Xiaoyin waved her hand and told him to try it first.
Uncle Wu thought about it and agreed; they couldn't let the awkward situation continue, especially with the leader still there...
The grain station manager was also a bit confused. He heard them say that the donkey was usually very obedient, so why did it stop working just because he came? Could it be that he had scared the livestock by being so fierce?
After he goes back, should he be more lenient in his work?
Uncle Wu cleared his throat strategically, then said in the gentlest tone he could muster, "Afu, I was wrong. I will remember your name from now on."
Ah Fu then gave Uncle Wu a haughty look before continuing his work.
Everyone on the field breathed a sigh of relief. The grain station manager thought to himself, "Hey, it wasn't because I was fierce after all."
Uncle Wu thought to himself, he had no idea when his old friend had become so clever!
Yin Xiaoyin smiled, her eyes crinkling.
As the drying machine went round and round, it roared and roared. About half an hour later, when the grain that had been put in damp came out again, it had reached the dryness standard.
The happy grain station chief said "good" three times in a row, then turned to point at the group and said, "You, you, and you, Afu is yours, right? Come with me."
Leaving aside the village chief and Yin Xiaoyin, they already had a vague idea of what was going on.
But Uncle Wu, who had farmed all his life, never imagined that one day he would get a chance to meet a high-ranking leader because of the old dog he raised.
Hey, this is really strange and unusual, really bizarre.
The grain depot manager's car was too small to fit the grain dryer, so Uncle Wu said he could pull a donkey cart.
"How can that be? What if this treasure breaks down on the way? Here's what we'll do: you wait here, Xiao Zhao, go back and tell them what I want, and find me a truck."
Xiao Zhao immediately agreed and drove away from Hongye Village.
As for why the grain depot manager hasn't left yet...
Yin Xiaoyin felt she could guess the answer. At that moment, the man circled the grain dryer again and again, his eyes filled with a look of preciousness.
How could a grain depot manager not cherish it?
This sudden rain has brought the situation in the surrounding villages to its worst point. The whole country was already facing a food shortage. If he can save this batch of grain, even if he doesn't make any great contribution, at least he will be worthy of his current position.
So how could we not value it?
Now, in his eyes, the grain dryer is more precious than himself.
The villagers were already agitated because of the car. The village chief was following behind, so he must be a leader. They didn't dare to go forward and just watched from a distance.
Then I saw the car drive away.
"Some big shot has come to our village! This is the first time I've ever seen a car..."
"You all saw it just now, right? Our village chief got out of the car. After everyone leaves, let's go ask him what it feels like to sit in a car..."
"Why did they drive away again? The village chief and that other leader didn't seem to go with them. Is it because of our village's machinery?"
“Yin Zhiqing is really amazing. Even the leaders came to visit our village in person. Our Hongye Village is really doing great this time. When I visit relatives later, I will definitely tell my family in my hometown village.”
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