Chapter 413

"Thank you, sir, there are only one hundred people, not one of them." Wang Yang stood up and bowed to Chen Andao, then turned around and left.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"You have to find a way to find someone, otherwise, there are only 130 or 40 people. Do you think you can really solve the problem before the end of next autumn?" Wang Yang said without replying and hurried away. He really didn't want to see the confused face of this innocent and kind old man.

"Oh... OK, then you go and find a way. If you have any problems, just come and find me. Alas... I only have these tricks anyway." Seeing Wang Yang walking away without looking back, Chen Andao rolled his eyes in disappointment, returned to his desk and sat down before sitting down.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Yang appear at the door again, which scared Chen Andao. "Hey, why are you back?"

"By the way, sir, have you not asked how much service men can we give after the autumn harvest?" Wang Yang said with a hint of shame. He was a little anxious just now, but he actually forgot about this big thing.

"Oh, I have also asked Mr. Ning about this, but Mr. Ning means that this year is similar to previous years, but for the sake of our supervisor, we will be responsible for this major project, we will be assigned 300 more people." Chen Andao quickly said as if he was a meritorious person.

"How many times before? How many hundred?" When Wang Yang heard this, he felt a little disappointed, but at least he had more hope than not.

"It turns out that there are probably two hundred servants assigned to us as prison. However, these two hundred servants can only give you half, and those three hundred people are not small."

"It's true, but unfortunately, how many days can they do after the autumn harvest?" Wang Yang grinned. How funny is this? Give yourself three or four hundred yuan? Even if you give yourself three or four thousand yuan after the autumn harvest, you can at most complete the construction of the first batch of projects before the freezing. After all, it's not enough to do things with a large number of people, and it still takes time.

Then everyone squatted together to watch the cold winter? Damn!

Wang Yang didn't say anything more, bowed to Chen Andao in a hurry, raised his leg and disappeared outside the door. "This kid..." Seeing Wang Yang like this, Chen Andao could only mutter in a low voice, and the world is getting worse and the hearts of the people are not old. The subordinates don't know to be more respectful to their superiors.

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After returning to his yamen, Wang Yang sat in his office and thought hard, he decided to see how the skilled craftsmen were doing.

It has been several days since the scene, and here, dozens of pairs of lenses that have been cut out and have not been more than three millimeters thick.

In addition to those skilled craftsmen, there are also some craftsmen who know how to grind jade and jewelry inside the prison, who are also helping.

After Wang Yang walked over, he looked at the craftsmen with an apprentice shaking the spindle with his hands, while the craftsmen controlled the lenses and rubbed the deer skin to increase its finish.

When the craftsmen shook about a cup of tea, some apprentices had to stop and move their sore wrists for a while before continuing.

"You used to polish jade and gems, and they used this kind of grinder?" Wang Yang looked at the more than ten craftsmen here, and couldn't help but feel a little tooth pain. This method is too poor in work, right?

"Yes, Zhuang Yuan Gong, we all use this kind of grinder." The old craftsman replied.

Wang Yang looked at it and there was no mechanical principle at all. It was just a handle connected to a wooden stick. It was a simple and outrageous grinder. After looking at it for a long time, Wang Yang didn't talk nonsense.

Instead, he turned around and went out, and then found two guys who were good at carpenter work, and asked them to create some wooden components they needed. Then he drew a few more pictures and asked Wu Qilang to go to the shop that was bought. He is currently a blacksmith who specializes in building iron stoves and various screws to make them.

What Wang Yang wanted was very simple. The next day, when Wang Yang returned to the yamen, the craftsmen built the woods in the office.

Wang Yang also took out the long levers made by the blacksmith yesterday and began to splice them together. The two famous carpenters watched Wang Yang, the dignified top scholar, take action in surprise.

A few holes were drilled on the wooden table that looked like a student's desk, and then the main body component made of cast iron was fixed on it first, and then the levers were connected below.

Soon, a prototype of a reciprocating simple lathe that seemed a bit inappropriate appeared in front of people.

"Zhuangyuan Gong, what are you doing with this thing?" A craftsman who helped fix and install the machinery couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This thing is called a machine tool, and it's useless. For example, the grinding crystal lens can be used. Come on, let's see how I operate it." Wang Yang smiled proudly, sat down, then put his foot on the pedal and climbed it up hard. The wooden board below had a lever, and then drove the wheel above.

Afterwards, everyone saw Wang Yang hugging his hands in front of his chest, just gently exerting force with his feet, and the straight iron rod on it was spinning fast. This was the most popular sewing machine prototype in the 1970s and 1980s, which appeared more than a thousand years in advance.

Don't underestimate this kind of thing. This is definitely the prototype of modern machine tools. With this thing, it can be done by polishing, drilling, or even cutting on this simple machine tool. Of course, it can also continue its essential work and sewing.

After a while, a wooden wheel was put on the tip of the straight metal stick, and then wrapped the deer skin that was ready to be polished on the negative table, the craftsmen who had already opened their grinding business next door early in the morning were called over.

An old craftsman stepped on the pedal tremblingly, watching the deer-skin wheel in front of him spinning rapidly, finally came back to his senses, and began to try to grind it carefully on it.

After a cup of tea, and after a stick of incense, the old craftsman slowly stopped. "This, this treasure, the priest master, this treasure is ten times stronger than the grinding machine of the little old man, no, even more than a hundred times. The priest master is indeed the reincarnation of Wenquxing in the sky..."

"Okay, it's the limit to be able to be ten times stronger. Stop flattering me. Try it first. If you really think it's useful, then I'll buy a few more units." Wang Yang laughed and signaled the curious craftsmen to come forward to appreciate their masterpieces.

He turned his head and looked at the old master Tu Shantu who had his eyes bulged and looked at the machine. "Sir Tu, why are you here too?"

"Mr. Chen has already told me not to wait at the Ministry of Works anymore. Wait, you should have invented this thing, right?"

"Well, they are just small objects. They are not allowed to be on the table and are not worth mentioning." Wang Yang said modestly.
Chapter completed!