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Chapter 137 Designing the Threshing Machine

After Du Juan finished delivering food to Luo Xuan, she couldn't stay in the school anymore.

After all, in the eyes of Du Juan and others, these students in Hongxing Township Senior Primary School are not a group of unattainable beings.

But it is definitely not a strange group that Dujuan likes to blend in and can blend into.

Just like a child in the countryside who suddenly walked into the university campus, this made her feel at a loss and made her feel uncomfortable.

Bu Yaoming, the captain of Xiaolaojun's production team who accompanied Du Juan to the farm, and the cadres in the team were having a meeting in the township office.

So Dujuan could only wander around the streets and visit the stores of supply and marketing cooperatives to kill time.

Fortunately, Du Juan's family still has two relatives in the village.

If she really had no place to kill time, she could go to a relative's house as a guest and wait for Bu Yaoming and the others. Then they would decide together when to return to the Xiaolaojun production team together.

After sending Du Juan away, Luo Xuan took the blueprint of the "hand-operated corn thresher" and went to the "Iron Society".

The threshing machine has a simple structure, and it only takes a few kilograms of iron to build a machine.

Because when we were making steel in the past, a lot of our kitchen knives and iron pots were melted and cast.

So now everyone needs to re-make some ironware at home.

But steel is a controlled substance.

Considering everyone's actual situation, Rongwei County now has a temporary regulation: when members and urban residents need to use less than 10 pounds of steel to make appliances, they do not need to apply to the above.

A threshing machine weighs roughly 7 or 8 pounds.

Luo Xuan used his and Aunt Zhang's household registration records to go to the Iron Works Society to build two threshing machines, which only required about 15 kilograms of steel.

In this way, I don't have to go to the township office to apply to my superiors for using steel that exceeds the standard.

Therefore, Luo Xuan plans to make two hand-operated threshing machines of two different specifications to try out.

As for the threshing machine, since its structure is more complicated than that of the corn threshing machine, Luo Xuan has not drawn the drawings yet.

Moreover, the foot-operated threshing machine uses a large amount of steel. Luo Xuan is going to think of a way to get some steel specifications in two days.

The Ironwork Society has blacksmiths and technicians.

When the technician took a look at the crude drawings drawn by Luo Xuan, he couldn't help but asked Luo Xuan with some confusion: "Little comrade, what kind of machine is this?"

Luo Xuan smiled and excused himself: "Our school is setting up a laboratory. Maybe the laboratory needs to be equipped with some strange equipment."

The technician held up the drawing and looked at it with confusion for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why.

He had no choice but to say to Luo Xuan: "Then our iron club will try to make it first. You pay a deposit of 5 yuan first, and when the thing is finished, we can calculate the specific amount, and then we can make up for the shortfall."

Luo Xuan paid the deposit and returned to school.

Today is the first day of school. As usual, there will be no lectures in class.

Usually this day is a meeting, cleaning, and then a class meeting in the class to elect class cadres.

Then the head teacher and other teachers would say a few more words, and the day would go by.

Back in the classroom, all the students have arrived and are preparing to start the election meeting.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and you will not deceive me.

Although it is just a matter of electing the president and deputy monitors, group leaders, and class representatives, those who really want to be "presidents" are stepping up their activities at this time, talking to classmates, and building relationships to show their best performance.

Excellent, the best side to come.

Like a peacock in full bloom.

Show the good side to everyone.

As for the back...don't look at it. The back of a peacock is almost the same as a chicken's butt.

Nothing surprising.

Don't look at the fact that there are only 33 students in Class 52. There are quite a lot of class cadres here. Seven, seven, eight, eight, in total, there are more than a dozen positions.

Don't sneer at this. In fact, this is a very smart management method.

It is very effective in cultivating children's self-confidence, sense of responsibility and enhancing their sense of honor.

If you don't know the flavor of the song, you are not a person in the song.

Luo Xuan slipped to his seat and sat down, then took out his notebook, paper and pen, and began to concentrate on drawing.

Selection of class cadres has nothing to do with him, and Luo Xuan has no interest in them at all.

However, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.

"Student Luo Xuan, do you have any difficulties in study and life? You can speak up boldly and we will try our best to help you find a solution."

"Student Luo Xuan, your Chinese vocabulary skills in the last period were very poor. Do you want me to give you some tutoring after class?"

"Classmate Luo Xuan, we are going to form a learning mutual aid group, will you join us?"

"Classmate Luo Xuan, we all know your difficulties..."

Several guys who wanted to run for squad leader, deputy squad leader, disciplinary committee member, or study committee member kept coming over to talk to Luo Xuan.

Just give it to those who want to draw pictures in peace and quiet, and give it to those who are anxious.

These people are usually the children of urban workers.

Only they have that kind of self-confidence and sense of superiority in the class; only they don't have stage fright in front of their classmates in the production team.

"Alas~"

Luo Xuan sighed, "I have no difficulty."

After explaining it several times to several waves of enthusiastic classmates, Luo Xuan finally couldn't help but stand up and shouted loudly to the messy classmates who were busy building relationships:

"Everyone, listen clearly! I am Luo Xuan! I have no difficulty. In Chinese class, I know new words and I also know those Chinese characters.

In math class, I can count on my fingers!

There are corn pellets and white rice in my grain tank. So, I don’t have any difficulties.”

After Luo Xuan made the statement, he thought that he would be able to be clean for a while.

Unexpectedly, Xiong Ying said to Luo Xuan without hesitation: "No, classmate Luo Xuan, I think you are in trouble!"

Luo Xuan almost didn't laugh out loud, and immediately asked Xiong Ying, "Tell me, what difficulties do I have?"

Xiong Ying plausibly said, "How can a person live without difficulties? Our life is spent encountering various difficulties and trying to solve them.

When he is in the process of solving difficulties, his mind and soul can be sharpened and sublimated. When one day, when he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his time..."

This girl, Xiong Ying, heard that her father is a publicity officer in another township.

She has been deeply influenced by it since she was a child, and she doesn’t know how many books and training materials Xiong Ying has read in these fields.

Anyway, Xiong Ying, a girl who is like a little adult, always talks in the same way, making people dumbfounded...

"If there is no difficulty, you have to create difficulties, right?"

Luo Xuan interrupted Xiong Ying's eloquent speech, dropped the pencil in his hand, packed his schoolbag and turned away: "I will give all my votes to Peng Yong."

Yu Guijun next to him was stunned, "How can this work? For class president, you vote for classmate Peng Yong; for study committee member, you still vote for him? Then for health committee member, you still vote for him? This... This is not in line with class discipline.

ah."

Luo Xuan didn't say anything, picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom door.

As soon as I left the classroom, I met Teacher Yuan and Chen Xiaoduan who came to preside over the class meeting.

Seeing Luo Xuan come out, Teacher Yuan asked, "Luo Xuan, if you don't go in for the meeting, where are you going?"

Luo Xuan replied: "I have a headache, so I'll go to the health center to buy a few boxes of pain-relieving pills to take."

Teacher Yuan didn't react for a while. He said "Oh" and said nothing.

On the other hand, Chen Xiaoduan looked at Luo Xuan's face, and then said, "Then you can go. When you feel better, you can come back for the class meeting."

Wait until Luo Xuan is gone.

Teacher Yuan then took a breath of cold air: "Buy a few boxes of pills to treat headaches? Hey, are you planning to use the medicine as fried soybeans?"

only,

Once Chen Xiaoduan agreed to Luo Xuan's request for leave, Teacher Yuan didn't feel comfortable saying anything else, so he had to go into the classroom suspiciously.

Luo Xuan left the classroom and plunged into the Taoist Temple of Nanhua Palace.

A Taoist who was meditating in the main hall saw Luo Xuan coming in. He just raised his eyelids and didn't pay much attention.

These Taoists have long been accustomed to students coming to the temple to wander around.

In the Taoist temple, which is located in the same courtyard as the school, students come to the Taoist temple right after class. Many students like to go into the Taoist temple.

Or after school, many students would go to the Taoist temple to play.

As long as those students don't make noises and don't tear down walls.

When the Taoist saw Luo Xuan come in, he just put his hand to his lips and gestured to Luo Xuan not to make any noise.

As long as Luo Xuan can do this, he can be allowed to wander around at will.

Luo Xuan wandered into the side hall next door, spread out paper and pen on the desk in front of the statues of the four heavenly kings, and concentrated on drawing.

I don't know how long it took.

Just as Luo Xuan was carefully recalling the structure of threshing machines of later generations, he also took a look at the design of the sewing machine pedal.

The sewing machine, pedals and pedals are the structure of a drum machine, which is not complicated.

But what material should be used as the transmission belt?

Such a small problem still stumped Luo Xuan.

Because during this period, rubber was a strategic material and was strictly controlled, making it inaccessible to ordinary people.

Moreover, the quantity of a belt with special specifications is too small, so no unit will accept the order and tailor it for itself.

Since rubber doesn’t work, what should we use instead?

It's definitely not possible to use hemp rope.

Hemp rope is not wear-resistant and will swell due to moisture.

It's okay to use an iron chain, just like making an iron chain similar to a bicycle chain.

But in that case, the amount of steel used in a threshing machine will exceed the standard even more.

It will also increase the overall weight of the threshing machine, and if it is driven by an iron chain, the iron chain will easily rust in the future.

Just as Luo Xuan was lying there, thinking carefully about what material should be used to make the transmission belt.

"Infinite Life Buddha."

The familiar voice of Huayang Taoist came from behind: "This fellow Taoist, it's the first day of school today, why did you skip school? How can you be a good person with both good character and academic performance when you are so lazy?

student?"

Luo Xuan replied without raising his head: "Being behind closed doors is a deep mountain, and you can study in a pure land anywhere. Old Niubi, you just knock on your chime and recite your scriptures. What does it have to do with me, a common man, doing common things?"

Old Taoist Huayang snorted coldly, "You kid is so clueless! Taoist, I kindly remind you, kid, why are you so rude?"

Luo Xuan bit his pencil, thinking about the problem of the transmission belt, and replied calmly: "Did you eat not salty enough for lunch?"

Old Taoist Huayang laughed angrily: "You are also a child from the production team. It is not easy for you to study at home. Old Taoist, I just want to remind you out of kindness, how can you blame me for meddling in other people's business?"

Luo Xuan said: "If there are no underachieving students like me, how can we highlight the excellence of those advanced students?

Just like what you Taoists say, there are mountains facing the sun and shadows facing away, and heaven and earth have yin and yang.

I am like a weed growing in the shade. As long as my heart is toward the light and grows toward the sunny place, then you can't say that I am not a good weed, right?"

"You are the only one who talks a lot of lies!"

Mr. Huayang's eyes widened, "If you waste your years and miss your studies, you won't have time to regret it later. Do you plan to live in a small ravine and be a farmer for the rest of your life?"

Luo Xuan pouted, "How come you still look down on the vast number of production team members? Without their hard work, how could you make clothes without weaving, and eat without tilling?"

As soon as he said this, Luo Xuan felt that he might have said it a bit too harshly.

Then he softened his tone and said to Hua Yang, "O master, everything is of inferior quality, except for the days of high-level education, which has long passed."

Luo Xuan said slowly, "Do you believe that as a 'student with special talents', I can still get a diploma and successfully enter middle school?"

"Bragging!"

Huayang Lao Taoist dismissed Luo Xuan's words, "If you have a big butt, what special skills can you have?"

When Luo Xuan heard the word "bragging cowhide", his heart suddenly moved: If you can't get rubber, you can get cowhide rope!

Just weave a few thin strands of cowhide together and it's done, right?

"Hahaha--"

Luo Xuan, whose thoughts suddenly became clear, couldn't help but laugh happily, "I didn't realize that you, such an awesome veteran, besides being verbose and fighting for meat with me, actually have some uses!"

As he said that, Luo Xuan didn't care about the old Taoist Huayang who was stunned in place, his chest aching because of his anger.

I quickly packed my schoolbag and ran away...


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