Wang Xianghong pointed at him and smiled and said, "You little brat, are you teasing me, haha, you teasing old comrades, you little bastard don't learn well, are you learning to do evil with Wang Zhuangyuan?"

When the baby came to the production team, he was in a good mood and comforted Lao Huai, so he joked with Wang Yi.

This machine is by far the best machine for the production team.

It's better than TVs and ovens!

He could see the strategic function of this machine at a glance: liberating the members from the farm work of grinding noodles!

Don’t underestimate this work. It is really tiring to grind the noodles with stone mills. The elderly and children can’t do this work. They are more labor-intensive and light laborers are very tired after they finish work, but they still have to drag their work to push the grinding.

Not only that, pushing and grinding will naturally consume energy and food. With this machine, you can save food for the production team.

More than that!

The stone mill is open-air and cannot be used when it rains and snows. It is even hard to use when it is windy. The flour is easily blown away by the sea breeze. Therefore, every time the members grind the noodles, they have to erect wooden boards to block the wind, and then use a broom to continuously sweep the flour into the center of the mill.

It's not just that!

Wang Xianghong grabbed a handful of flour and looked at it.

So meticulous!

Their machines can grind out special powder by themselves!

This is a myth on the outer island. People can produce special fans themselves. If they spread, they cannot become a strange story?

After hearing his joke, Wang Yi said, "Captain, this is not fooling you or lying, it is all true."

When Wang Xianghong heard this, he put down the handful of flour in his hand and clapped his hands, and asked in surprise: "Are you serious? Is there really a machine that can send the pig from this head and then come out of the sausages, and then send the sausages from that head and come out of this head??"

He hesitated and said, "This is impossible. If a pig dies, it will die. How can it be resurrected? This, what's going on?"

Reason and common sense told him that this was fake, but seeing Wang Yi looked serious, he couldn't help but believe that this was true given the myth that Wang Yi had repeatedly created for the production team.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "What's going on? This is a true story of the Soviet Union. There are liars who deceive the stupid leaders of the Soviet Union."

"They played a magic trick or trick and designed a machine to get the East up. So they drove the pig into the machine and hid the pig and released the sausages. After stuffing the sausages backwards, they released the pig..."

Wang Xianghong suddenly realized: "Haha, that's the case? Those Soviet leaders are fools? Do they really believe it?"

Wang Yi said: "I really believe it, and this leader is the son of Su Xunzong Yumi Xiaofu!"

"Mickey's son is a complete idiot. When he saw this machine, he was as if he had a treasure, so he excitedly showed it to his father."

"We are familiar with the descendants of Yan and Huang. He is a powerful figure. He saw the tricks of the machine at a glance and scolded his son for being a stupid pig."

"His son was dissatisfied and said-'Dad, have you ever seen a more magical machine than this'?"

"Mickey said-'I've seen it, your mother is more magical than this machine. You see, she eats sausages in her mouth, and you are a stupid pig like you, who can speak, isn't you?'"

Wang Xianghong had already believed his words, but he was stunned when he heard them.

After reacting, he knew that he had been fooled by Wang Yi, but the Soviet Union jokes were never out of date. Nowadays, China and the Soviet Union have had many related jokes among the people.

So Wang Xianghong bent down and patted his knees and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, you guys, hahahaha, you guys! You're going to laugh to death today! Hahahaha, the most interesting joke I've ever heard in my life, hahahaha!"

When Wang Yi saw that this joke was so effective?

That must be told to Qiuweishui.

It is his greatest pursuit to make Qiu Weishui happy.

So Qiuwei River came up to have breakfast behind him, so he pulled Qiuwei River to see the machine, and Qiuwei River was also amazed at the sight.

Then Wang Yi told the joke as he went.

Sure enough, Qiu Weishui finally laughed and blushed when he heard this. He patted Wang Yi and pretended to be angry and said, "You are playing hooligan with me again!"

Wang Yi was stunned: "I don't have grass, I don't have it. This is a normal joke. You are thinking about it!"

Qiu Weishui said decisively: "Impossible. I have two things to be sure of now. One is that you have a genius talent, and the other is that you are a lustful person!"

Wang Yi was speechless.

This girl is so stupid. She must have been wrong with two things!

But since Qiu Weishui's impression of him has become like this, wouldn't it be useless if he still acted as a pretentious person?

So he whispered to Qiu Weishui intimately: "I originally planned to date you as an ordinary person, but what I got was suspicion."

"Then I won't pretend anymore. I'm a pervert. I'm showing off - I'll drive the big confused out tonight to see the fish and the rats to guard against the mice. Let's do something by ourselves!"

Qiu Weishui pretended not to hear it and left as if nothing had happened.

The other teachers didn't pay attention to both of them, and were both amazed at the machine.

Zhu Zhenxue said: "I have seen a dough mill. Such a big guy has to use a room to install it. I didn't expect that there was such a small machine and it was quite fast."

Wang Yi said calmly: "The big machine is faster to come out. In fact, it is the technical content of a motor and a grinding piece. You can get a small machine by reducing the structure of the big machine."

Noodle mills are really common in cities these days. After all, flour mills use noodle mills to produce flour.

Another person he checked the information and in 1985, Huaxi Village bought a small noodles grinder to grind flour for the villagers.

Wang Yi did not find out the model and size of the machine, but the information said that 'Wu Renbao bought a machine that was not as tall as his shoulders, which solved the problem of food rations for the whole village, and helped Huaxi Village get rid of the trouble of grinding noodles and buying flour for food by relying on animal power.'

Since we can buy a noodle grinder that is not as tall as anyone's shoulders in Huaxi Village in another two or three years, is it okay for him to buy one now?

Of course, to be on the safe side, Wang Yi made three rules with Wang Xianghong: "Captain, don't expose this machine too much, just let the members know about it. There is no need to go outside to over-promote."

Wang Xianghong was a little disappointed when he heard this: "Ah? This is a representative of the advanced nature of our production team. Don't promote it?"

Wang Yi explained: "Look, our team has electricity, but electricity doesn't cost money, right?"

Xu Heng next to him immediately reacted: "Oh, I know what Teacher Wang means, Captain, the electricity in our team is not expensive, and now there is a machine that can automatically grind flour."

"The outsiders brought food to the door and asked us to help grind the flour. Do you think it's okay to grind it? If the team is too busy to grind it, it will be difficult for this little machine to deal with the 150 or 60 families in our team."

"If you don't give it to the grinding, then won't they poke our backs behind us?"

Wang Xianghong sighed.

That's true.

Wang Yi said: "Teacher Xu didn't point out at all. Not just ordinary outsiders, but also relatives of our team?"

"For example, Comrade Wang Modou's mother-in-law, she is the only one living in her family. An old woman who is sick comes to us with food to grind the noodles. Do you think it's not to grind it?"

"If you grind her, how many mother-in-law and how many relatives are there in the team? If you don't grind her, wouldn't that add some trouble to Comrade Wang Modou's family?"

Qiu Weishui said hesitantly: "But, in the case of Mo Dou's mother-in-law, can our production team help me, right?"

"It's not easy to help, but you can help in another way - let Brother Mo Dou change the flour to her mother-in-law directly, and give the grain from her mother-in-law's house to his house, and change the flour to his house." Wang Yi said.

Qiu Weishui applauded him: "Yes, Teacher Wang has a good idea."

Wang Yi gave her a bright smile.

The wife’s praise will always be the blood of her husbands.

Wang Xianghong said, "Okay, then I will give the members a hint of how to put the machine like this?"

Wang Yi said: "Put it into the store, clean up the store's grain area and put the machine over, so whoever buys the grain can make flour and just bring the flour home to eat."

Wang Xianghong deduced it for a moment and nodded: "It makes sense. In this way, every household doesn't have to buy so much food every time, just buy twenty or thirty kilograms."

"Will take it back to eat after polishing it with a machine, and then come back to buy it after eating, and then come back to polish it. Then the members can always eat fresh food, but they can't eat old food!"

Good night, exclaimed: "Ha, captain, the production team is so amazing. What we eat when we eat commercial grains is still old grain every day!"

Wang Xianghong likes to listen to such words.

He considers himself a low-key and honest cadre, but why is he so happy every time he hears that the production team lives better than the city?

Wang Yi was unwilling to take out the machine for use by the outside team. Not only was he afraid of causing trouble, but he was afraid that someone would come to ask about how to buy this machine, but also because the machine was small and the speed of producing grain was slow. If the outside team came to polish the food, it would be too late to work.

Take wheat as an example. The machine produces 100 kilograms of flour in an hour, and if it is replaced with corn, the yield will be higher.

This speed is not slow, but there are many production teams.

There are 150 or 60 households and thousands of people. The food consumption is quite large this day. After all, this machine is too small and it takes time to dissipate heat. It is already very confusing to work for eight hours during the day.

Of course it can work overtime at night, but Wang Yi doesn't want to arrange blessings for it. After all, small machines and small mills, those who are too cruel to be scrapped will be quickly done.

The machine was moved into the store during breakfast. When a member came to the store to buy things, he would inevitably ask questions when he saw it.

Wang Yi didn't hide it from them. This kind of machine cannot be concealed. He just doesn't want the members to go out and show off.

So he briefly told the members who came to buy things that this was a noodle mill, which allowed the elderly at home to bring food to grind the noodles, so that they would not have to grind the noodles in the future.

But as for how to operate, I have to ask Wang Xianghong.

Wang Xianghong also loves machines very much. He is planning to make a plan to restrict the members from using this machine indefinitely.

In the morning, the teachers from the outside team began to row the boat, and Li Yanjing came on behalf of Duobao Primary School to buy big copybooks.

Wang Yiding's large copybooks are cheap, and he uses A3 paper to write large brushes. A piece of A3 white paper is sold at the supply and marketing cooperative for a cent, and a knife of paper is sold.

So Wang Yi decided to write a large copybook of one cent and five, and the extra electricity and ink costs were calculated.

A big character is twenty pieces of paper, which means that it costs three cents to buy a notebook from Tianya Primary School, which is much cheaper than the one dollar priced in the county.

In terms of quality, large copybooks printed by printing press are no less than finished large copybooks.
To be continued...