I rely on the spread of non-legacy to explode the whole universe

Chapter 81 Heaven and Hell

MMP in the heart of technology, but he didn't show it at all on the surface, "Don't let your random thoughts hinder me from doing things, I'm already doing it."

"I think the speed can be faster." Person in charge Luo continued to urge.

The tech snorted, and said while he was busy, "You think it's drinking nutrient solution, open the cap and just pour it into your mouth and you're done. This is technical work."

Worried that he would be thinking about it again, the technology threatened, "Don't think about it again, and be careful that I won't go on strike."

Person in charge Luo really wanted to say that you can go on strike if you have the ability, but thinking about this guy's temperament, he chose to shut up, and stayed behind anxiously watching him busy.

The more he looked, the more confused he became. The more he looked, the more question marks there were. Looking at it, he heard the technology say, "It's done."

"All right?"

"All right."

Technology took out a lollipop and held it in his mouth, and said happily, "As always, I opened up twenty channels for Sang Ning's live broadcast room at once."

As he said that, he looked at Director Luo, "You can rest assured to go back and watch. With the current capacity of Sang Ning's live broadcast room, if there is a collapse, it will take an influx of billions of people at once to have the possibility of collapse. "

Person in charge Luo immediately smiled, "So many?"

"Yes."

Technology is like a prophet, "In my estimation, Sang Ning has the potential to become popular, and after today, he will attract more people. It's better to do it in one step."

Person in charge Luo said oh, and asked curiously, "What if one billion is really poured in at once?"

"Add another channel?"

"There is no way to add it."

With a technical face, he said, "If so many people really flood in, Sang Ning's live broadcast room will have to re-open the port. This is no longer a problem that can be solved by a channel, but the capacity of the port is not enough."

"The maximum capacity of existing ports is only so many, understand what I mean?"

"understood."

The person in charge Luo was categorical, "Thank you for your hard work, I will treat you to dinner after the break."

Technology's eyes lit up, "Chunmantang eats."

"can."

The traffic that Sang Ning brought in this time was enough for him to get a large bonus, not to mention asking the technology to have a good time, and he can afford it a few more times.

"Then you are busy first, I will go to see the current situation in Sang Ning's studio."

"go Go."

The technology waved his hand, so the person in charge Luo walked away.

At this time, Sang Ning's live broadcast room had returned to normal.

Countless people rushed in, and they saw a half-built stone house standing alone on the large platform on the top of the mountain.

Not far from the front of the house, there is a shed where primitive social civilization was just in its infancy.

Wood and bamboo made a frame for the pillars, and the top was paved with a large fern leaf and some slender grass. Except for one side that was not tied up, the other three sides of the shed were tied up with leaves and fine grass.

The ground is full of things, but it is not messy at all, and it is in good order.

But these are not the key points, the key point is the two big beds placed in the shed.

New audience: 【Is this the bed made by Sang Ning and the others?】

Veteran audience: [Newcomer? 】

New audience: [Yes, we are all new here. 】

The old viewers were overjoyed, no wonder Sang Ning's live broadcast room suddenly collapsed, with so many people pouring in at once, it was impossible to collapse.

So, the old audience gave the new audience a good science introduction to the magic of Sang Ning's live broadcast room.

Sang Ning didn't know about the collapse of the live broadcast room and the sudden influx of so many people. She and Louis were working hard on the threshing machine.

However, both of them are laymen. Even if they know what the threshing machine looks like, they also know the principle, and it is not easy to get it out.

Fortunately, the result was good. After three days and more than ten modifications, a lightweight thresher made of wood and metal parts was finally completed.

Sang Ning and Louis' hands were covered with wounds, so many that they could no longer be seen.

If the tool is not in hand, it will often scratch the fingers on the back of the hand, but it is only a skin trauma, and the problem is not serious.

Looking at this light and compact thresher, Louis felt a sense of accomplishment.

The production method of the thresher is not difficult, at least not as difficult as the production of mechs. It is mainly composed of four parts, namely the bracket, the roller, the core shaft and the pedal.

At first, Louis relied on his sensitivity to machinery to make it electric. However, Huangxing didn't have a power supply. After he settled for the next best thing, he replaced it with a hand crank according to Sangning's drawings.

After trying it out, I found that the hand crank was not very easy to use, so I changed it to a pedal, and now I have the thresher.

"Ollie, you step on the pedal and let's try the effect."

"okay."

Elliott put his foot on the pedal excitedly and began to step on it. After installing the threshing core shaft, it immediately started to rotate at a high speed, and Sang Ning, who had been fully prepared, immediately grabbed a handful of ears of wheat and threw them into the drum. In the opening, a slight sense of stagnation appeared, Elliott raised his eyebrows, and with a little more force under his feet, the stagnation disappeared, and grains of wheat flew out from the exit, landing on the big fern that Sang Ning and the others laid out in front of the thresher. on the leaves.

Seeing this scene, everyone cheered.

"Hahahaha, it succeeded, and it took two days to finally succeed."

Louis laughed with his hips on his hips, "I just said that I am such an awesome person, how could I not be able to handle a thresher."

"You are the best."

Mu Tao happily squatted in front of the leaves and grabbed a handful of wheat grains, her cheeks flushed with excitement. Finally, finally, Sang Ning could cook again.

For the thresher these two days, Sang Ning didn't even think about cooking, let alone making beds and furniture.

All the mind and energy are given to the thresher.

Helpless, three meals a day can only be found by themselves.

How to say the food that is made, it has never been delicious, it is only cooked.

What they ate for the past two days was miserable.

If you have been living a life of eating raw food, as long as you eat cooked food, you can enjoy it, but after enjoying Sang Ning's cooking skills, and eating them again, the feeling is really hard to describe.

And now, they were finally freed from torturing each other.

"Ningning, can we eat fresh food today?"

"Can't eat."

Sang Ning shook his head, everyone shouted, Emmanuel's face turned dark, "Didn't the thresher be made? Why can't you eat it?"

"Now only the grains have been husked, but the shell has not yet been husked."

After pinching a piece of wheat and peeling off the outer husk, she showed the rice grains to everyone, "If you want to peel it off like this, then grind it into flour to make food."

"Of course, it's okay to cook wheat rice without shelling it, but I don't think you guys will like it if you get stuck in your throat."

Everyone, "..."

To be honest, there is a saying that MMP wants to say.

What is from heaven to hell?

This is.

For a second, they thought they were happy to eat new food, but Sang Ning immediately told them that your happiness was an illusion.

(End of this chapter)