Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

While drinking some wine and chatting, time slipped away unknowingly.

"It's getting late, let's finish it early. Don't leave tonight. If you don't leave tonight, we'll drink again tonight." Gu Siwei paid attention to the time and felt that it was time to end the drinking.

It's not that he doesn't want to drink with Song Rui, but because he still has to install the machine. The villagers are eagerly looking forward to the machine starting to work. How could he postpone this matter just to drink with others.

Song Rui also finished eating and said after hearing this: "Okay, let's take it. I won't stay here tonight. I will have plenty of time to stay in the future. Why are you in a hurry now? By the way, what are you going to do?"

Gu Siwei said: "It's time to install the machine. Didn't you see the dough grinding machine over there?"

Song Rui laughed when he heard this and said, "That's just right. I'll go visit Captain Yang of your team and tell him the news. I'll need his help in the future."

Gu Siwei smiled and nodded, so the two men stood up and began to clear away the dishes.

Seeing that Hu Yanqiu was about to come over, Song Rui said quickly: "Brothers and sisters, please stop moving. I would be really embarrassed if you came over. We will take care of you quickly."

Indeed, very quickly, the two of them cleared away the dishes. The remaining dishes that could be put on one plate were put together, and the ones that could not be put on the plate had to be separated.

Song Rui went to wash the dishes, while Gu Siwei wiped the table.

After packing up, the two of them headed to the village together.

When they arrived at the village, Gu Siwei naturally continued to work, installing the installed machines on the iron frames. As for Song Rui, he took Yang Chuanwu aside and muttered.

"Siwei, how can one machine drive two machines?"

At this time, someone among the spectators raised a question.

Gu Siwei didn't look back and asked directly: "Who said you need to carry two machines with one machine? You can only carry one machine at the same time. If you want to carry a second machine, just change the belt."

The current conditions are limited, so Gu Siwei can naturally do better, but he feels that it is not necessary at all. He doesn't even have a donkey cart to start with, so how can you give him a big Ben all at once?

Therefore, now the diesel engine has to be placed in the middle of the iron frame. The flour grinder is placed at one end of the frame and the shelling machine is placed at the other end. If you want to use another machine, you have to install the belt connecting the two pulleys. superior.

The diesel engine and the grinding mill are connected by a belt, and Gu Siwei didn't bother too much. It was still the same as it was when he was in Hong Kong. Even the belt, Gu Siwei thought it was still usable and he didn't replace it with a new one. Old belts, because they look like second-hand goods from someone else's hands.

"Do you want to change the belt?"

Another fellow said with a smile: "If you can come up with a machine like this, you won't have to change the belt every time."

The person who just spoke was a little embarrassed by these words, but he had no way to reply, because it was the elders of the village who criticized him, and he could only live with it.

At this moment, Gu Siwei couldn't care about these people. He was concentrating on installing the machine.

The original shelf display positions were all designed. Now Gu Siwei only needs to fix the diesel engine and other machines in place, but it is not that easy to fix them in place. These three are not small machines. It would take one or two people to move them. , so we have to organize young people to lift or move it.

Fortunately, the village was short of everything but manpower. As soon as Gu Siwei said hello, more people came out.

The machine must not be placed in the yard of Yang Chuanwu's family, otherwise they would no longer live in the house and would just listen to the sound of the diesel engine all day long.

Fortunately, there are still some old houses in the village. Although they are a bit dilapidated and have air leaks, they are definitely not suitable for people to live in. However, there is no big problem for them to house machines.

So in the end the machine was installed in the center of the village. As for why it was installed here, Gu Siwei didn't know and had no intention of asking. Anyway, where it was installed didn't have much to do with him. Even if it was to grind noodles, it would just be more walking. The question of a few water steps.

We moved all the machines into the house, first put down the angle steel shelves, then installed the grinding mill on both ends, and finally installed the diesel engine.

Gu Siwei's wrench exerted the last force on the last screw.

"alright!"

After Gu Siwei finished speaking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Brother Jiandong, start the machine and take a look."

Gu Siwei stood up from the ground and motioned to Luan Jiandong to start the machine first.

Luan Jiandong immediately hummed when he heard this, and then took out the crankshaft of the diesel engine.

Gu Siwei looked at him, and when he inserted the rocker handle, he called out to him. He didn't say anything, he just looked at him with a smile.

"Brother Jiandong, first turn on the switch of the fuel tank, and also bleed the air in the fuel line. Have you forgotten the steps yesterday?" Sun Laiya immediately reminded him when he saw it.

Luan Jiandong suddenly realized it and smiled awkwardly: "I forgot about this."

After checking it according to the instructions, all the steps were ready. Luan Jiandong looked at Gu Siwei again. When Gu Siwei gave him a thumbs up, he knew that he had not made any mistakes this time.

Holding the rocker in his hand, aligning the rocker with the starting hole, and pressing the pressure reducing plate, Luan Jiandong started shaking vigorously.

As Luan Jiandong's arms rotated faster and faster, the diesel engine also made a chugging sound that gradually increased from light to heavy. Finally, the chugging sounds became continuous and the machine started.

After controlling the oil inlet lever, the sound of the diesel engine began to follow the amount of oil inlet.

"alright?"

Guo Xiangping, who was in the crowd, saw the diesel engine spinning and the flour grinding machine spinning too, so he asked Gu Siwei loudly.

"Okay! Come on, pour the flour next to it and see how the ground flour looks like."

The sound of the diesel engine is quite good. Now at a distance of five or six meters, if people don't speak louder, they can hardly hear what others are saying.

"Whose wheat, I said, I will grab the first one," Guo Xiangping said with a smile.

After hearing this, Sun Laiya was originally going to get the bag of wheat, but now when he heard what Guo Xiangping said, he said, "Grandpa Pingsi, if you want to grab this first place, I'll let you."

Guo Xiangping smiled and said, "Is it from your family?"

Sun Laiya said: "It's not from my family, it's from Uncle Wu's family, but if you are in a hurry, you should go first."

"Forget it, let him come first," was what Guo Xiangping originally said.

It was said that this guy was trying to get face-to-face for free, but Guo Xiangping still had no clue. He thought that if something happened, his face would be wasted.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei looked at Guo Xiangping and smiled. Gu Siwei understood the old man's mood. As the old saying goes, it is both that and that. Although the words are ugly, they illustrate the feelings of Guo Xiangping, or some of the villagers. What's on your mind.

I tried the noodles today, and it was the first one that was free. As soon as I heard that it was free, people naturally came with their own food. But now that it was time to actually use it, these people backed away again, and now they started to worry. What should I do if the machine fails and wastes my own food?

Gu Siwei didn't laugh at the villagers or anything. They lived a hard life, so they were very careful when they had some food. This was human nature.

Seeing that Guo Xiangping had retreated, Sun Laiya picked up the bag again, untied the mouth of the bag, and carried it directly to the feeding square bucket. With a exertion of both hands, he poured ten kilograms of wheat into the feeding square bucket. .

Putting the wheat into the square bucket, Sun Laiya controlled the feeding pin under the feeding square bucket. Adjusting this thing can adjust the amount of feed.

At this moment, the flour outlet of the mill has been equipped with a long cloth tube that is dragged to the ground. When the time comes, the flour will come out of this cloth tube.

The cloth tube leads directly to a bucket. On the other side of the mill, there is a bucket. This bucket is used to hold bran.

Sun Laiya was a little nervous and adjusted the ingredients bit by bit.

This made Gu Siwei next to him a little unable to bear it. He walked over and opened the feed opening to half of its size in one fell swoop.

"If you put it in a little bit, it will grind the wheat into air. Be more courageous," Gu Siwei said.

Sun Laiya smiled, subconsciously put her wet palms on her clothes and rubbed them twice, then continued to look at the grinder.

At first, there was no flour. Some bran particles first floated out of the bran bucket, and gradually there were more.

"We have fans!"

After a while, Luan Jiandong stretched out his hand and tried the cloth bag placed in another bucket. He felt the weight of the bag, which obviously contained flour.

"Pour it out and take a look," Gu Siwei said.

After hearing this, Luan Jiandong immediately opened the bag and carefully poured out the flour.

"Look! It's so white!"

As Luan Jiandong spoke, he dipped his fingers into a little flour and rubbed it on his fingertips.

The villagers naturally gathered around at this moment, with the old man at the end. They all stretched out their hands to try the ground flour, and everyone praised the whiteness of the ground flour.

Guo Xiangping also went over to take a look at the bran.

"Siwei, can you make this a little less white? There is too much bran. A lot of flour is wasted. When I grind it, I don't want it to be so white. A little darker would be good."

Hearing what Guo Xiangping said, everyone spoke one after another.

Gu Siwei gestured to Sun Laiya, who sealed the feeding port, took out all the freshly machined flour from the cloth tube, and put it aside.

Next, I adjusted the grinder, and then opened the feed port again.

After a while, the powder that came out was obviously much darker than the previous batch, and the particles were also a little larger.

"This is too much," Guo Xiangping said after taking a look.

"Then we have to grind again." Sun Laiya glanced at Gu Siwei, which was obviously unreasonable.

Is Gu Siwei already successful?

In fact, he has a trait of making eggs. He is very rich and wealthy. If he breaks it, he will have to pay for a bag of noodles. It is not a big deal to him.

Seeing Gu Siwei nodded, Sun Laiya continued to follow the method he had learned, pouring the black powder from the bad bucket into the feed port, and ran the machine again.

The powder that comes back now is whiter than before, but still not as white as the powder that came out.

"That's it." Guo Xiangping took a look and was very satisfied with the flour.

All the villagers stretched their heads and looked at the flour in Badou, and they all said that this kind of flour is very good.

There is no problem with the flour grinder, and there is no problem with the rice grinder. Gu Siwei's machine is installed in the right step, and Gu Siwei is a little proud of this.