Chapter 100 Five Zero Cannon
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Li Shiyi replied angrily: "Do you understand the drawings? Do you understand the materials? These all involve tank manufacturing."
Qiaojirui asked: "Isn't iron used to make tanks? Why do we need paper? When we make guns, all the masters use iron."
Li Shiyi explained patiently: "You are not making guns, you are replacing parts. Making guns is different from blacksmithing."
Qiaojiri muttered: "What's different? They're all the same."
After Qiao Jierui's shouting, the students walked up to the podium with great interest and got closer to see what the tank in the painting was.
They were all amazed when they saw each part transforming into magic under Li Shiyi's pen. Those who had copied the drawings knew how difficult it was to draw.
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After being surprised, Li Shiyi knew that the student understood that he could draw pictures very quickly.
In the evening, I began to use the Nano robot to cheat and mark all the drawings and materials for tank manufacturing.
Little Li Qing was already used to seeing the piles of drawings stacked by her uncle, with lines appearing out of thin air on the blank drawings. Ever since her uncle said that he had divine help, but he had never seen the appearance of God, she took it calmly.
A quarter of an hour later, Li Shiyi sorted out the drawings that the Nano robot intended to print on yellow paper, not snow-white paper. He already had a feeling for the level of guerrilla industry in the base area. Therefore, Li Shiyi was not surprised. He looked at the familiar handwriting and lines on the drawing and smiled slightly: "Even the steps have been roughly deduced. Shuiyao Table Tennis Factory shouldn't be unable to manufacture tanks, right? By the way! The mechanical equipment Designed and manufactured!”
Li Shiyi slapped his forehead and remembered the lack of mechanical equipment in the table tennis factory. No one understood it better than him who had worked in the table tennis factory. He did not expect this, as he was only busy fighting for power and profit before.
As a result, a drawing that matched his handwriting appeared out of thin air on the yellow paper beside him. The equipment appearing on the drawing was not sophisticated, but it was in line with the processing level of a table tennis factory.
For three days, Li Shiyi brought more drawings to teach students every day. Some curious older students picked up the drawings to check.
Every time I was amazed by Li Shi's straight lines, I called on my classmates to watch them together, and marveled at the gradually increasing number of drawings, especially those students who couldn't draw the same effect on their own.
Some are quite convinced, but many are jealous.
After all, age is a flaw, and there must be many people who are dissatisfied with it.
The increasing number of drawings every day made students no longer question Li Shiyi's drawing ability. When Li Shiyi brought a thick stack of tank manufacturing drawings to Director Cheng, he was no longer surprised.
Director Cheng clutched Li Shiyi's drawings as if he had found a treasure, as if he was afraid that the drawings would disappear out of thin air in the next second.
Li Shiyi looked at his painful left shoulder being pinched by Director Cheng. He didn't expect that his seemingly thin body could be so strong.
Director Cheng asked greedily: "Li...Master Li, do you still have the blueprints? Do you have the blueprints for making the cannon?"
Without answering the question, Li Shiyi thought to himself: "I have the metal formula, does the table tennis factory have the resources? Does it have the technology? It is better to grab the turtle seeds, which is fast and convenient."
But he replied: "Director, it's best if you can make it. Besides, do you have that much steel? Do you have that much good-quality iron?"
Director Cheng seemed to hear a sizzling sound, and a basin of hot water poured out the heat in his heart. With a wry smile on his face, he said: "Yeah! We don't even have enough iron for hand grenades, let alone making horse rifles. By the way, you said that we made the 50 cannon with drilled holes in train bearings, but it took too much tooling. .”