after an hour.
Song Yunhui ran back panting and said breathlessly.
"Brother-in-law, I heard about it."
"Professor Sun from the Department of Architecture knows this craft. I told him about Xiao Lei's family."
"After learning that you are a village-run collective enterprise, Professor Sun said that he can teach you how to produce hollow bricks for free."
"Okay, Xiaohui."
Li Jie stood up with a smile and patted his shoulder hard.
"I will take the villagers from Xiaolei's family, thank you, and Professor Sun."
The professors these days are still serious professors. Look at their consciousness, and then look at the scholars of later generations.
I wonder if those people would blush.
I guess not.
A person who blushes cannot be a scholar.
"hiss!"
After being patted a few times by his brother-in-law, Song Yunhui felt his shoulders were sore and painful. Never mind that feeling.
"Dongbao, stop it quickly."
Seeing this, Song Yunping quickly grabbed him and said, "You didn't do it lightly or harshly. Xiaohui was grinning even before he saw it."
"Ha ha."
Li Jie scratched his head deliberately: "Xiao Hui, I'm sorry, I just stopped."
In fact, what he just used to shoot Song Yunhui was all skillful, and it was not done randomly.
The last time they met, Li Jie felt that there was something wrong with Song Yunhui's cervical spine, but it had not been long since he had returned to his original self.
If you start at that time, it will really be too easy.
After practicing his old skills for a while, his control was back. Taking advantage of the gap just now, he gave Song Yunhui a muscle and bone massage.
From now on, Song Yunhui's cervical vertebra can be straightened back every six months or a few times a year.
About ten minutes later, Song Yunhui brought Li Jie to the teacher's office.
"Professor Hu, this is my brother-in-law, the brigade secretary of Xiaolei's family."
"Hello, Comrade Lei."
Professor Hu was a lean man in his sixties with slightly gray hair. He pointed to the chair next to him with a smile.
"You do it."
Next, Professor Hu did not talk about the hollow bricks immediately, but asked about farewell.
"How many villagers are there in Xiaolei's family?"
"How much land is allocated to each household?"
“How did the brick factory get built?”
"How's the yield?"
“What kind of soil was used?”
As the questions gradually deepened, Professor Hu also roughly understood the specific situation of Xiaolei's family.
"In that case, you do have the conditions for firing hollow bricks."
Professor Hu is not the kind of professor who only knows how to talk on paper. He has rich front-line experience.
First of all, concrete type hollow bricks are definitely not suitable for Xiaolei’s home.
The output of concrete cannot flow to village-run enterprises like Xiaolei's family.
Therefore, the most suitable one for them is the three-hole hollow brick studied by Guangnan Construction Engineering Bureau in the 1960s.
The main production material of this kind of hollow brick is clay, which is easy to obtain. If the calcining process is mastered, the brick production rate is not low.
In addition, under the same unit area, the cost of using hollow bricks will be lower.
To be fair, he quite admired Secretary Lei in front of him.
A top soldier who retired from the army was actually able to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and even took action to prepare to open up another production line.
Use this to expand business scale and prepare for competition.
It's a talent.
"In this case, I will approve a note for you."
As he spoke, Professor Hu picked up the pen and started writing.
"Tomorrow, take this note and go to the address above to find a master named Zhao Zhonghua. He will teach you how to burn hollow bricks."
"However, you must be prepared. Baking hollow bricks may seem easy, but there are many doorways inside."
"If the method is not in place, it is not a big deal if the finished product cannot be produced. The worry is that if it is produced, the quality will not be up to standard."
"When it is sold, the bearing capacity is not enough. If it encounters a small-scale earthquake like that, the substandard product will easily collapse."
"Professor Hu, don't worry."
Li Jie patted his chest and promised: "We, the Xiaolei family, among other things, will never sell unscrupulous products."
As he spoke, Li Jie said with doubts on his face.
"By the way, Professor Hu, do you need special kiln openings and equipment to produce hollow bricks?"
Upon hearing this, Professor Hu was suddenly stunned.
yes.
How could he forget this?
The kiln mouth of hollow bricks is different from that of ordinary bricks. After all, their production processes are different. What hollow bricks require is slow heating.
It is necessary to constantly watch the fire and add coal, and the amount of coal added frequently is small, and the blower must be specially made.
Not only that, the blank cutting car and the brick blank automatic landing device are also different from traditional red bricks and green bricks.
Thinking of this, Professor Hu slowly frowned.
How to solve this problem?
You can't move the things from the research institute to Xiao Lei's house, right?
After thinking for a moment, Professor Hu suddenly thought of a friend.
Professor Wang from the School of Economics, isn't he currently studying the advantages and disadvantages of the collective economy?
The situation of Xiaolei's family happened to be a typical case. If he was called together, the two of them could start a new topic.
Then, during the on-site visit, he was able to be there in person and teach Xiaolei's family how to burn kilns and bricks.
"Well, you reminded me that we do need special kiln openings and equipment."
After pondering for a moment, Professor Hu said: "In this case, you go over tomorrow to study the kiln entrance and equipment, and I will find a solution for you in two days."
Although Professor Hu has already thought of a solution, he is not ready to tell others until he has the confidence.
If Professor Wang had something to do and couldn't leave, wouldn't his happiness be in vain?
"Professor, thank you!"
Seeing the professor's unreserved help, Song Yunhui immediately bowed to him and thanked him. While speaking, he even pulled his brother-in-law's sleeve.
"Professor Hu, thank you."
Li Jie, who had been pretending to be stupid for a long time, quickly followed.
"No, you are not doing this for yourself, but for the collective."
Professor Hu pushed up his glasses and said cheerfully: "The village is a small collective, and the country is a large collective. In the final analysis, we are all part of the collective, and there is no need to thank me."
"If you want to thank me, just write about New China. Without New China, there would be no us."
This sentence shocked Song Yunhui very much.
At this time, he looked at Professor Hu with eyes full of enthusiasm and respect.
The words family, country, and collective became more vivid in his mind.
At the beginning of his enrollment, he didn't think so much and only thought about going to college. After enrolling, he was influenced by his teachers and classmates and he slowly began to think about these issues.
Today, it undoubtedly left a deeper impression on him.
What is an individual?
What is a collective?
What is a country?
He seemed to understand a little bit.
