As night falls, the busy construction site gradually becomes quieter.
People put their tools together and walked back together with their sleeves in their hands.
The people who came from afar greeted each other and started on their way home, carrying a large pancake in their arms, which Yang Xiaotao had fought for.
Also starting from today, in addition to having lunch every day, people who work at the construction site will also receive a piece of Erhe noodles in the middle of the afternoon.
Whether to eat or not depends entirely on personal preference.
And almost 99% of people choose to put the pancakes in their cotton-padded clothes and wait to go home as a surprise to their family members.
Yang Xiaotao and Yang Dazhuang walked around the construction site, then went to the greenhouse to check on the night watchmen, and asked them to eat something in the evening and keep warm before returning to the village to eat something.
When they returned to the school's residence, Wang Hao and others were already tired and lying on the bed, not wanting to move.
Although more and more people are helping, some tasks still need to be done by reliable and understanding people.
And the work of preparing the soil is the most important work.
"Get up, soak your feet and go to sleep."
Yang Xiaotao saw a few people lying on the bed and didn't want to move, so he immediately went to wake them up one by one, then took the iron pot from the stove and poured water for them.
After a while, Yang Xiaotao and others soaked their feet in the basin, and at the same time ate the melon seeds that Yang Xiaotao took out to regain some energy.
"Captain Yang, can we count it as meritorious service this time?"
The young man on the side asked with his eyes widened, and the people around him became energetic when they heard this, and most of the fatigue on their bodies was reduced by half as if they had been swept by a broom.
"Forget it, you must calculate it!"
Yang Xiaotao smiled and accurately threw the melon seed shells next to the stove, "Not only will there be rewards in the courtyard, but there will also be rewards above!"
"Especially you, what kind of food is grown in this country, you deserve the most credit."
Upon hearing Yang Xiaotao's praise, everyone immediately laughed, with an added sense of expectation in their expressions.
Wang Hao on the side rubbed his wrist, looking a little shy, watching Yang Xiaotao hesitate to speak, and finally nodded, "Team Yang, is there a machine that can mix it evenly by itself?"
Everyone did not expect Wang Hao to make a request at this time, and they were all a little surprised.
Seeing that everyone was looking over, Wang Hao quickly explained, "Well, although we have only built seven or eight greenhouses, we have already figured out the collective proportions. We just need to mix them together according to the proportions later."
"I, we are not afraid of being tired, the main thing is that we are afraid of not being able to keep up with the progress of the work. It is less than one-tenth of the time, there are so many more to come, and the time is so tight..."
Wang Hao quickly explained, and everyone was thoughtful.
Yang Xiaotao looked at this young man with the same name as the machine factory, but his personality was completely different.
Wang Hao from the machinery factory is more exciting, but the young man in front of him is more down-to-earth.
However, the two of them also have something in common, that is, they are serious and responsible in their work.
He is also very obedient and has strong execution ability.
Perhaps, he is also the most indispensable person in this era.
Hearing what Wang Hao said, Yang Xiaotao immediately understood what he meant.
Blender!
Yang Xiaotao thought of the cement mixer that often ran on the street in his previous life.
No, maybe it doesn’t need to be so troublesome. If it’s just stirring, you only need a few parts. Then you can make a few more and then operate them manually...
At this moment, Yang Xiaotao opened his mind and the mixing machine in his mind quickly took shape.
“This is a very good opinion.”
"You guys go to bed first, I'll go next door to do some work."
As he spoke, he took out the basin with his feet, shook it in the air, rubbed it on his trouser legs, put on his socks and shoes and walked out.
"You go to bed first, don't wait for me."
After saying that, he put on his coat and went out.
"Did I cause trouble to Captain Yang again?"
A group of people looked at Yang Xiaotao's vigorous and resolute appearance and were silent.
No one even answered Wang Hao's question.
"Captain Yang, I'm really worried."
Someone sighed, and everyone nodded in unison.
"So, we must work hard, not only for the mission, but also for Team Yang."
"Yes, do it well!"
Yang Xiaotao ran to the office next door, pushed the door in, took down the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall, opened the glass cover, lit it with a match, and stretched the lamp twister to increase the brightness.
I found a random desk and sat down.
Taking out the pen and paper from the space, Yang Xiaotao began to design according to the ideas in his mind.
This thing is much simpler than a machine tool. It is just a few gears driving the conversion of force. It does not require much difficulty. Besides, it is too difficult to be used by farmers.
Right now it's still about practicality.
Yang Xiaotao was drawing and revising at the same time.
The room was a bit cold, Xiaowei got into Yang Xiaotao's neck, and a little green light appeared on her little hand.
Yang Xiaotao felt a little itchy on his neck, and then he moved and heard a whistling sound.
"Save your energy, this is going to be a big job, you can't be exhausted!"
Yang Xiaotao put down his pen, and Xiaowei screamed after hearing it, and flew into the air, just like a firefly.
This cold season is really not very friendly to her. Everything is lonely and the plants are withered, so she can only rely on herself to absorb energy, which is too inefficient.
But if you want to complete the mission, you must let Xiaowei take action.
But Yang Xiaotao didn't want to tire her. After all, controlling plants also requires energy. Even if it's not much, the workload is huge.
This is not the same as corn.
The corn growth period is exactly when everything is recovering and thriving. Xiaowei can replenish energy while working, and can even provide her own growth needs.
But now, with the severe winter urging germination and growth, it is not easy to complete the energy conversion even in a greenhouse.
咻咻
Xiaowei stopped in mid-air. She particularly liked this kind of environment where she was alone with her master. That way she didn't have to worry about people seeing her and could do whatever she wanted.
It's a pity that the master always likes to sleep with others...
Xiaowei's stubborn persistence came to mind, and Yang Xiaotao smiled and nodded, "You know, my comrade Yang Xiaowei is the most powerful."
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Yang Xiaotao's praise made Xiaowei draw circles in the air happily, and then it fell on Yang Xiaotao's right hand, lying on the tiger's mouth, absorbing the light from the kerosene lamp, and sliding along with Yang Xiaotao's pen tip.
Half an hour later, Xiaowei suddenly flew up and saw Yang Xiaotao holding several drawings with a smile on his face.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully designing the mechanical blueprint, please name it."
The long-lost sound of the system finally sounded, which also means that the design was successful.
Speaking of which, I have been too busy during this period, and my credits are still stuck at 12,000 and have not increased much.
Yang Xiaotao is not in a hurry to make a choice. After all, the skills are now available, or they have not been fully utilized.
So I didn’t care about the credits.
However, at this moment, when he heard the system prompt again, Yang Xiaotao, who was a little sleepy, immediately became energetic.
"Small blender."
Yang Xiaotao hadn't forgotten the business yet, so he casually said a name, and the system's voice sounded in his mind again.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully designing a small mixer. The system evaluation is good - down."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting 300 credits."
"Three hundred? This seems to have refreshed the lower limit of rewards."
Yang Xiaotao focused on the credit award. If it had been in the past, it would have been 500 credits.
"Is it too simple?"
Touching the stubble on his chin, Yang Xiaotao could only think of this answer.
"Three hundred is quite a lot. Compared to reading a book, this is much more efficient."
I looked at the credits on the attribute panel and saw that there were already 13,000. I thought to myself that I would upgrade my sub-skills when the busy period is over.
Anyway, steelmaking proficiency and mechanical proficiency are both useful in the current machinery industry.
No one loses.
Putting away the drawings, Yang Xiaotao stood up, first turned down the brightness of the kerosene lamp, then lifted up the glass cover and blew it out, hung it on the wall, and then walked to his residence.
Yang Xiaotao had been out for less than an hour, but the room was already filled with snoring.
Seeing everyone lying on the bed and falling asleep made Yang Xiaotao feel sleepy.
Qinjiazhuang, brigade headquarters.
Even as the village fell silent in the night, the lights here were still on.
The cold wind rushed in from the window from time to time, making sounds, as if participating in the discussion, expressing one's dissatisfaction.
As for the people in the room, they didn't care about this rumor. They all looked serious, said a few words from time to time, and argued with the people around them.
The people here are all village managers.
Just looking at the situation at hand, there are obvious differences, and two factions have gradually formed!
"Uncle Lao Gan, what else is there to say? Look at the surrounding villages. Which ones are not following Yangjiazhuang? They don't have popular and spicy food, but they can still eat well."
"Those who left today all had such a big piece of bread in their arms!"
The young man on the side suddenly spoke and gestured with his hands, leaving those who were still arguing around him speechless.
Everyone looked at the gesticulating hands. No matter how good the words were or how noble the spirit was, everyone was envious of the food that filled their stomachs.
"That's not all. What they eat for lunch is big bone soup and some pork. If this were left in our village, would we usually be able to eat it?"
"Even during the Chinese New Year, we might not have such a meal."
The young man spoke unceremoniously, as did several young people around him.
They are the younger generation in the village, they are similar in age, they do not have as many grudges as the older generation, and they also think straightforwardly.
Besides, even if there is some grudge, it doesn't mean that the whole village has to suffer along with it.
The young man said, and the people around him immediately responded, "Yes, many people from the Qujiazaohu next door to us have gone, and there are also people from the crossroads further away. Everyone who brought them back is watching."
"Our villages are so close together, why can't we do it?"
"Yes, village chief, my family doesn't have much to eat this winter. My brothers and sisters are all waiting for pancakes."
Everyone talked in confusion, and finally their eyes were fixed on the village chief who was eating a cigarette at the front.
"Eat, eat, eat, eat those, do you have any face?"
"Do you have the nerve to eat?"
Uncle Lao Gan saw that the limelight was not right, and looked at each other with the old brothers around him, and then he patted the table and said loudly, "Don't you see that they don't pay attention to us at all?"
"If they had that intention, they should have called us when they set up the farm, but they would rather go to Baima Village on the other side of the mountain and ignore us. Don't they just look down on us?"
"People compete for a breath, and Buddhas compete for a stick of incense. Our Qinjiazhuang is no worse than them, why should we bother others?"
Uncle Lao Gan said angrily, and several old brothers around him nodded silently.
In the past, the people in Galuoli in Yangjiazhuang were not as good as they were in Qinjiazhuang.
In the past two years, a talented person in the village has improved. Speaking of which, they are closer to the township and surrounded by fertile land. They are not better than the other party.
Now he is just a nouveau riche, why should he be humbled?
And their thoughts represent the thoughts of the older generation in the village.
If you don't steam the steamed buns to fight for your breath, you want to bow your head and admit defeat, and dream.
All I can say is that pride is something no matter how high or low it is.
It's a pity that now their pride has turned into a mountain of stubbornness, blocking the good days that the younger generation yearns for.
After Uncle Lao Gan finished speaking, everyone looked at the village chief again.
But the village chief was still smoking, saying nothing, and there was no tendency on his face.
