"It's raining!"

"Hurry up! The leader will be coming soon, so don't be careless!"

Hongxing Iron and Steel Plant, production and R&D workshop.

Guan Zhiyong shouted loudly, looking at the busy crowd with excitement on his face.

"Lao Zhang, how are your preparations going?"

"is that OK!"

Seeing everyone busy, Guan Zhiyong came to Lao Dao, handed him a cigarette, and then asked.

"No problem. Last time I experimented with a small boiler and after some craftsmanship, you can see that the thing is similar to imported tinplate."

The veteran said confidently, and then turned his eyes to the iron plate on the table beside him. At this moment, the iron plate was tied with a big red flower.

Several people in the R&D department around me were very fond of it and smiled from time to time.

Guan Zhiyong also looked at it and felt relieved.

Seeing this, the old Taoist said nothing more, but was filled with emotion in his heart.

If only Yang Xiaotao hadn't thoroughly analyzed the process himself and told them how to do it, how to do it, and to what extent.

People like them will not be able to research it in another ten years, let alone produce it!

Guan Zhiyong picked up a match and lit it for Lao Dao, then lit it himself, and then stared at the tinplate not far away.

"I heard that no one in our country has developed this thing yet?"

The old Taoist nodded, "Yes! I heard Mr. Yang say so!"

"I also heard that this thing is great abroad?"

"Yes, that's what Mr. Yang said!"

"I also heard..."

"I said, old manager, are you finished yet? You haven't noticed that I'm busy making arrangements here. Why don't you go to the gate and have a look? The leader will be here soon and he'll be there to greet you."

Guan Zhiyong quickly gave up and said, "Okay, I'll go right now, I'll go right now."

"I'll leave this to you!"

Before leaving, I took another look at the tinplate under the big red flowers.

The old man waved his hand and asked him to go about his business.

Guan Zhiyong ran away quickly, but the old Taoist looked at the tinplate one foot wide and two meters long placed on the table next to him.

He knew that the original name of this thing was not tinplate, but more people called it that, so they all called it that.

The real name is what Yang Xiaotao told him, tin-plated iron.

Of course, saying the name is the same as not saying it. Everyone knows what it is anyway.

Just looking at the tinplate for a moment, the old man's eyes were a little disappointed.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, this is no different from the imported ones, it is really far worse than the Chinese New Year ones.

One is the thickness. This layer of tinplate is 15 mm thick. Although it is the first time, with the current rolling mill capacity, it is estimated to be 13 mm thick at most. Going forward, you will have to consider changing the rolling mill!

It can be said that this is the limit of what they can achieve.

But what about imported ones?

People have already made it 8 mm, which is almost half less!

This is the difference.

The second one is output.

According to his estimate, even if production is at full capacity, the output will only be about ten tons per month, which is still high.

If there is a shortage of raw materials, the staff is unfamiliar with the operation, etc., the output will have to be discounted.

He looked away from the tinplate and looked at the busy workers beside him.

My mood suddenly brightened.

Just like Guan Zhiyong said, no matter how different this thing is, it is the first of its kind in China.

These are all great things.

Coming from nothing is the result.

From existence to perfection is a process.

The role this played in revolutionary construction is immeasurable.

However, Yang Xiaotao didn't come to such an important occasion. What happened over there?

The old Taoist always feels that without Yang Xiaotao here to hold the battle, he feels uneasy.

I guess Guan Zhiyong’s confirmation just now was also because of this.

Suppress your thoughts.

The old man then walked to Liu Daming and others who were inspecting the machine.

"Old Liu, is there anything wrong with the machine?"

Liu Daming glanced at the familiar rolling mill and patted the machine casing, "No problem. Although it's a little raw since I haven't touched it for a long time, it's hot after touching it twice."

Liu Daming said with a smile, and there were several apprentices behind him. This time they came from the machinery factory to help.

Of course, if everything goes well, I will work here in the future.

This is a big step forward.

"I haven't touched this thing for a long time!"

"Since the steel rolling mill was renamed as the machinery plant, this thing was moved to the first branch, and I didn't expect it to be moved here again."

"It's a pity that we didn't produce it ourselves. If it breaks, it will be troublesome to repair."

Liu Daming took the initiative to enter the role again, always thinking long-term.

Nowadays, machinery factories mainly produce machine tools.

In addition, there are those machines used for export, such as engines and pots.

Just like this kind of rolling mill, most of it is produced by brother units.

It's just that the productivity of those factories is not that Liu Daming looks down on them, but there are really not many decent ones.

Domestic machine manufacturing has always been in a state of limbo, which is also related to the fact that these factories cannot produce good products.

Liu Daming thought to himself that when Yang Xiaotao came back, he must suggest that the machinery factory set up its own workshop to produce rolling mills.

In his opinion, this thing is not difficult. With Yang Xiaotao's ability, it must be no problem.

"Old Liu, let's use it first and then talk about it."

"I'll go next door and have a look."

"Okay, you're busy, I'll take someone to get familiar with it again."

Lao Dao left the rolling mill operation site and came to the workshop separated by the side. At this time, An Zhongsheng was explaining the process to Xu Yuanshan.

Xu Yuanshan nodded while listening, and the workers who were seconded from the chemical plant were communicating with the workers beside him.

"Safety issues are particularly important, you must do a good job!"

While Xu Yuanshan was giving instructions, he nodded when he saw the old Tao coming over, and then thought of something, "Where is Yang Xiaotao? Do you know?"

The old Taoist nodded. Not much was known about this in the machinery factory. He knew something about it from Ran Qiuye because he was in the same yard as Yang Xiaotao.

"When Xiao Yang came back last time, he heard that a friend was coming over, so he went..."

What Yang Xiaotao told Ran Qiuye is what Ran Qiuye told Lao Tao.

"I can't get back there, and I don't know what the situation is now."

Xu Yuanshan frowned, "Do they, the chief, know about this?"

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The old Taoist said uncertainly, and several people were silent for a moment.

"Okay, if he doesn't come back, you have to do better."

"I heard that Mr. Chen is coming. This is the first time in our country. Not only the machinery factory, but also the first machine department is paying attention to it."

"Yang Xiaotao is not here, so you have to earn face for him!"

The old Taoist stroked his beard and nodded, and An Zhongsheng gritted his molars and said, "No problem!"

In my heart, I can't repay Yang Xiaotao's kindness, I can only repay with success.

The entrance of the steel factory.

The rain was pouring down, and it could rain all day long.
To be continued...