Zhao Daxing was taken directly to Gaojiatun, went to the elementary school, and saw various humanoid machines.
People who have been operating it for a day have become proficient in the movements. When doing work, they just "swipe, brush, brush". It is really no slower than ordinary machines.
Zhao Daxing's eyes were a bit straight. He picked up an idle screen and looked at it. Only then did he realize that it was not a hollow board as he thought, but made of gauze, which was lighter.
The areas where the words are not visible seem to be coated with a layer of glue.
"How did you come up with that?" he marveled.
"The book says this is called screen printing, a two-thousand-year-old technology." Cheng Hui said.
Zhao Daxing immediately shut his mouth tightly! He only knows now after two thousand years? Why bother asking!
"How many were printed today?" Cheng Hui asked Gao Qishan.
"30,000 Spring Festival couplets were printed, and more than 150,000 Chinese characters "Fu" were printed," Gao Qishan said.
A little less than in theory, which is understandable since everyone is a novice.
These are enough for now.
"I just saw the truck from the machinery factory delivering scrap metal. Don't let them go yet. Let's take 10,000 Spring Festival couplets back." Cheng Hui said to Zhao Daxing again:
"Every employee in the machinery factory probably knows how to choose Spring Festival couplets, right?"
"Yes, everyone chooses the word "Fu" differently, but everyone chooses the Spring Festival couplets." Zhao Daxing said.
"Then send the Spring Festival couplets to our factory today, so that we won't be too busy to take care of them in a few days." Cheng Hui said.
The main reason is to let them advertise and let more people know about it.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so we have to hurry up.
There are 10,000 employees in the machinery factory, which is about seven to eight thousand families. If you take it home tonight and show it to your neighbors, tens of thousands of people will know about it.
Not everyone lives in the family home of the machinery factory. Some people live in their own private houses, and some live with their partners in the family homes of other factories.
Or if family members working in other factories go back to their workplaces to show off, more people will know about it.
Nowadays, people's minds are relatively simple, and they pay attention to one thing: If you have it, I must have it too!
When Zhao Daxing heard this, the first one he gave to was their machine factory, and he knew in his heart that he and Xiao Cheng were still our own people!
He happily left with the Spring Festival couplets.
Cheng Hui approached Gao Qishan to learn about the specific production situation, what problems he had encountered, and how many prints each stencil could print per hour.
Gao Qishan talked about the hourly output, which Cheng Hui had already recorded.
"It's mainly about eating at noon. It takes some time. On average, I can print a lot in one hour." Gao Qishan said.
"In this way, average the hourly output of different stencils and multiply by 8, which is the daily task volume of each stencil corresponding to the staff. The completed task amount will cost 1 yuan. If the task amount is exceeded, the output will be greater for one more hour. 1 cent, if you miss an hour, you will get 1 cent deducted." Cheng Hui said.
She felt that her request was not too much. She had seen how the employees behaved.
In Zhao Daxing's opinion, it was "shuashuashua", but she had seen how the piece-rate workers of later generations printed Spring Festival couplets, four or five times faster than them!
They still have a lot of room for improvement.
Zhao Daxing immediately passed on the new rules.
Cheers suddenly came from various classrooms.
Whether they can work faster or not, they themselves know.
When Cheng Hui checked the finished product again, when he passed a few classrooms, he found that their speed was much faster than before, as if someone had pressed the accelerator button.
She handed this place to Gao Qishan and took Cheng Rui back to the educated youth point.
In the room, Gao Zhi was not there. She had not gotten off work yet and was working overtime at the food factory.
Gao Qiao and Gao Xiu are not here either, making Spring Festival couplets in primary school.
Cheng Hui said: "I went to the aircraft factory today."
"What are you doing?" Cheng Rui asked.
"I told them, and you told me, the main reason for the failure of the x6 was engine problems..." Cheng Hui summed up 38 possible reasons in one breath.
When she talked to Xu Zheng today, she only picked the first 8 to talk about, but of course there were more.
Cheng Rui was confused.
"When did I tell you? This is absolutely impossible! I don't know what x6 is, I only know x5!"
"I said you listened to the teacher." Cheng Hui said.
Cheng Rui...he understood.
But I couldn’t help but ask: “How did you know?”
"I said that I have read reports on the x5 and have studied aircraft-related mechanical issues. Do you believe it or not?" Cheng Hui said.
Cheng Rui...that's all it can do, otherwise, what else could it be?
There is only one reason, his sister is a genius among geniuses.
"No more small talk. You first need to know what the engine is like. As for other questions, just write them down. If they ask you then, if you know, say you know. If you don't know, say you don't know." Cheng Hui said:
"You heard it anyway, so it's normal to not remember it."
"Then who told me...what should they do if they go to find this teacher?" Cheng Rui asked.
Cheng Hui said: "Have any of your teachers who were good at studying aircraft died in the past two years?"
Cheng Rui: "....It seems there really is one."
He also went to a memorial service, just last year.
"Then it's him." Cheng Hui said.
Cheng Rui: "....Okay."
The two chatted for several hours, and Cheng Rui thoroughly understood the engine.
He is good at engine design. In the past year, he has designed several ordinary engines at the Machinery Institute. Well, they are all imitations, which is also very impressive.
For this new type of engine, the first person to innovate must have a lot of difficulties. The subsequent learners only need a good teacher to explain it clearly.
Cheng Hui only talked about the remaining 37 reasons but did not write them down. He could just listen to them in general.
It's not good if Cheng Rui knows too much, he will probably be taken away by people from the aircraft factory, and he will have to study aircraft for the rest of his life.
That's not okay.
Gao Zhi finally came back in Sun Tiemei's carriage, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
When Cheng Hui saw it, she took Cheng Rui away and went to Gao Qishan's house, letting Cheng Rui stay at his house for the night.
Go back to Gao Laosan's house? That's not possible, it would be a bit of a delay~
Gao Yuan stayed with her all the time, and even borrowed the pot from the educated youth to cook noodles for her and Cheng Rui.
He knows how to cook noodles, and he cooks them well. This is a survival skill.
After returning home, Gao Dabao managed to stay awake.
He is afraid of missing out on delicious food! Like dumplings or something.
Unfortunately, there are none today. Just when I was about to be disappointed, I heard Cheng Hui say: "This is the White Rabbit toffee. It costs 5 cents a piece. Eat it."
She took out a handful from her pocket and gave him six or seven dollars.
Gao Dabao jumped high and ran away as if he had found a treasure.
Six or seven pieces of White Rabbit toffee are not as valuable as a piece of red sausage, but White Rabbit toffee is the pinnacle of candy. After eating White Rabbit, he is the most awesome kid in the village, which has a different meaning.
In the east room, Gao Laosan didn't even sleep. He was waiting for delicious food. After waiting for a long time, he found that there was no food, and he was immediately disappointed.
Gao Dabao went back with a happy face. He immediately asked: "What delicious food did you get? Give me half."
Gao Dabao immediately shouted: "No!"
Gao Laosan grabbed it as soon as he got to the ground.
Gao Dabao howled.
Seeing that the father and son were about to fight.
Even the darkness of night couldn't hide the embarrassment on Gao Yuan's face.
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm used to it. They've always been like this. It's funny."
She didn't live here for just a day or two. She had lived here for several months before, and she often saw Gao Laosan beating his children.
But his only advantage is that he never beats children to death.
No matter if it's his biological son or a bastard, if he runs away, he'll run away, and he won't chase or beat him.
He won't be like other scumbag dads who pick up a bench hoe and hit their children on the head without hesitation.
He mainly uses scaring.
"Dad is actually a good man, otherwise he wouldn't have adopted eight unrelated children." Cheng Hui said, "The family is so poor."
6 out of 8 bastards are boys, and most people don’t have this kind of mind.
Gao Laosan still has some sense of the Holy Father.
The winner has already been decided next door. Of course, Gao Laosan won and took away half of the toffee.
After all, it was my biological child, so I left half of it.
Cheng Hui called Gao Dabao back and gave him another handful of toffee.
Gao Dabao suddenly beamed, feeling that his sister-in-law was closer than his biological father!
So when he was about to go out, he came back and said to Cheng Hui in a low voice: "Today, an old woman came to the house. She is not from our village. She came to see my stepmother. The stepmother kicked out all the beautiful and beautiful people in the house. The two of them were in the house. There was muttering in the room for more than an hour before the woman left, wondering what she was studying.
"It's definitely not good! Be careful."
