"That's right! I've prepared the soybean oil. Just wait a moment and I'll take it out." Zhang Junping slapped his forehead and said with a smile.
I forgot to tell Li Wenjuan just now and asked Scarface to bring the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.
Salt, soy sauce, and vinegar are free of charge. Just ask Li Wenjuan to make another trip.
Oil is rationed, so there is no need to go to Pigeon Market to buy high-priced oil.
There are several thousand kilograms of soybean oil and peanut oil in Zhang Junping’s space.
Zhang Junping opened the cellar in the middle courtyard.
There is a cellar in the middle yard and in the backyard.
Yesterday, Zhang Junping stored wine in the backyard cellar.
Using the cover of the cellar, two barrels of soybean oil were released.
That white plastic bucket can hold fifty pounds of soybean oil.
After thinking about it, he took out a sack of dried mushrooms and a sack of dried bracken from the space.
I originally thought bracken was a good thing, but later I found out that BJ is not bad at it, and there are plenty of it in the surrounding mountains.
In this case, there is no need to keep it as a good thing.
Just take it out and give it to Lao Wang and others to eat.
Zhang Junping climbed out of the cellar carrying a bucket of soybean oil and handed the soybean oil to Lao Wang's wife.
"Sister-in-law, when cooking, don't be reluctant to add oil, just let everyone eat well.
I don't care about this little oil. Only when everyone eats will they be more energetic at work." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.
"This..." Lao Wang's wife originally wanted to persuade her, but when she thought of the man's words, she quickly changed her mind and said, "I listen to Section Chief Zhang and must prepare the meal."
"Yeah!" Zhang Junping nodded.
Turn around and start busying yourself.
Lao Ma and his men are making windows and doors.
There are three courtyards and twenty-two houses. It takes a lot of time just to make the doors and windows.
Zhang Junping did not build doors and windows with Lao Ma, but planned to build his own wedding bed, a Qiangongbabu bed.
Picking up a piece of Hainan Huanghuali wood board, Zhang Junping began to draw lines on it.
After drawing the line, Zhang Junping looked up and saw Lao Wang walking over, so he said, "Lao Wang, come here and help me pull the ink line."
Picking up the ink fountain and handing the thread end to Lao Wang, the two of them pulled the thread and began to play the thread on the wooden board.
"Chief Zhang, are you okay with your carpentry job?" Lao Wang asked curiously after playing the string.
"Know a little!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
If future generations see that smile, they will definitely say, "Pretentious."
"Okay, Lao Wang, go and do your work!" After playing the string, Lao Wang doesn't need help with the rest.
Zhang Junping plugged in the electric saw.
When the old lines were removed, Zhang Junping asked an electrician to pull a temporary power line for him.
After connecting it to the socket, when Zhang Junping uses the electric saw, he can just plug it in and use it.
After connecting the electric saw, Zhang Junping first found a removed window frame.
On the electric saw, stab it twice and turn it into a wooden cube.
Then use the electric planer to smooth the wood until the wood is straight and smooth, then turn off the electric saw.
This electric saw is a three-in-one machine. One side is equipped with a saw blade for sawing wood, and the other side is an electric plane for smoothing wood.
On the side is an electric drill, which can be used to open mortises and tenons.
Very convenient and can save a lot of time.
Zhang Junping fixed the long wooden strip that had just been shaved to one side of the electric saw with two metal buckles.
Measure the distance between the long wooden bar and the electric saw blade, and tighten the metal buckle to the end so that the long wooden bar is firmly fixed on the flat plate on one side of the electric saw.
The distance between the long wooden square and the saw blade is exactly the width of the thread Zhang Junping just played on the Hainan Huanghuali board.
The purpose of this is to ensure that the saw edge can be straight when sawing the Hainan huanghuali wood board.
After all, the electric saw is a machine, and it is not so obedient. If you want to cut straight, you have to think of some way and get an auxiliary tool.
"Master, can you help me?" Li Wenjuan came back and saw Zhang Junping busy there, so she took the initiative to ask.
"You stand on the opposite side for a while, and when the board passes, you just hold it.
Don’t pull hard.”
"oh!"
Zhang Junping turned on the electric saw, moved the wooden board to the electric saw, adjusted the angle, and pushed the wooden board forward.
Amidst the buzzing sound of the electric saw, a square piece of wood was cut from the board.
"Just hold it gently!" Zhang Junping explained loudly.
"Oh!" Li Wenjuan agreed loudly, holding the board with her hands.
The master and the apprentice cooperated very well, and after a while, the wooden board turned into rectangular wooden strips.
Zhang Junping checked the size again, and found that the width and width were just right, with a margin of two millimeters left.
The remainder of these two millimeters is the remainder reserved for planing later.
With the cooperation of Li Wenjuan, Zhang Junping quickly turned the pieces of wood into square wooden strips of different lengths.
These are the rough furniture components for making an eight-step bed.
Over there, Lao Ma and several old carpenters were sawing wood with wire saws. The combined number of them could not cut as much as Zhang Junping alone.
At around noon, Lao Ma and the others simply stopped working and gathered around the electric saw to watch Zhang Junping work.
When Zhang Junping finished sawing a piece of wood and stopped the electric saw to adjust the size, Lao Ma came up.
"Chief Zhang, your machine works very quickly!"
"Lao Ma, don't you have a chainsaw in your factory?" Zhang Junping asked in surprise.
If you say that the woodwork factory does not have electric saws, I would kill Zhang Junping even if I didn't believe it.
I remember that in 1985, their village had a furniture factory with two electric saws and a sewing machine.
Although it's only been seven or eight years now, this is BJ.
The wood factory is the largest furniture factory in BJ.
How could there not be a chainsaw?
"Yes, it's just that a few of us are old and not used to using this thing." Old Ma said with a smile.
It's not that they are not used to using electric saws because they are older, but that in the woodworking factory, they don't need to cut the materials themselves.
In the factory, they have a lot of apprentices and disciples, so they need to cut the materials themselves.
In fact, this is also Yang Shankui's fault. Zhang Junping said that he borrowed carpenters to make furniture, which was still in the traditional furniture style.
In order to save face, Yang Shankui sent over some of the most skilled old carpenters in the factory.
But one fact was ignored.
These carpenters no longer do such rough work as cutting materials, sawing, planing, mortising, and chiseling.
"This thing is not difficult to learn, and it is very simple to operate." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Well, Section Chief Zhang, see if you can talk to our Factory Director Yang and bring in a few more people." Only then did Lao Ma reveal his plan.
"Okay! I happen to have a lot of furniture that needs to be made here. It would be great if I could transfer a few more people over.
Who do you plan to transfer here?" Zhang Junping understood what Lao Ma meant.
Lao Ma mentioned the names of several people, all of whom were their apprentices.
"Chief Zhang, don't worry, although these people are relatively young, there will be absolutely no problem with the work they are doing.
They were all trained by us!" Lao Ma quickly assured.
"Okay! I'll call your Factory Director Yang and ask him to send these people over." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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