Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 586
After sharing some of the tasks, the workers in the workshop not only did not feel relaxed, but became more busy.

Yang Xiaotao is no exception. When he has no free time throughout the day, he is either in the office approving documents or making parts in the workshop, and he must strictly control the quality.

Sometimes it is necessary to coordinate the production of various workshops, and the progress must be unified and coordinated.

In this way, not only the physical fatigue, but also the mental pressure is also under great pressure.

Thanks to his body being stronger than ordinary people, nothing happened.

If it was Yang Youning, it would have been too much.

In this regard, Yang Youning can only sigh with emotion, it is good to be young.

When it was time for delivery, it was Secretary Qian who came to hand over.

This middle-aged man who came from the Northwest looked a bit like a schoolteacher, but he spoke straightforwardly and cheerfully, very much like a man in the Northwest.

Yang Youning and other leaders of the rolling mill took Secretary Qian to visit the production workshop, and demonstrated the assembly of the tractor on the spot, which opened Secretary Qian's eyes.

In the afternoon, Shuangquan counted the number of [-] tractors and signed his name on the delivery form.

Follow-up orders were then requested to be delivered as quickly as possible.

Yang Youning naturally agreed and promised to complete the task on schedule.

Director Qian then followed the convoy of the rolling mill and sent the tractor to the train station. After some busy work, he boarded the train and headed northwest in the dark.

Under the night, everyone looked at the train going away, and Yang Xiaotao waved goodbye to Yang Youning and others and returned to the courtyard.

Ever since the workers in the rolling mill worked night shifts and the patrols in the alleys have been strengthened, the gates of the courtyard houses have never been closed.

When Yang Xiaotao returned home, although his voice was lowered, Ran Qiuye could still hear him.

A week later, Ran Qiuye's body has recovered, and he usually walks around the house with Xiao Duanwu in his arms.

Maybe it's because after giving birth, the body is fuller, and the taste of maturity is more intense.

This feeling made Yang Xiaotao a little addicted.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Yang Xiaotao walked to the side of the bed, and then glanced at his son on the small bed, "The little guy is so sweet."

"He, he sleeps when he's full and doesn't make trouble."

Ran Qiuye looked at Xiao Duanwu lovingly, and reached out to touch his exposed little hand.

"Isn't that good? It's only noisy when it's noisy."

Taking off his shoes, Yang Xiaotao lay on the bed all at once, stretched, and there was a crunching sound coming from his body.

Seeing this, Ran Qiuye leaned sideways on Yang Xiaotao's chest.

"Staying at home all day is so boring."

"Hurry up, after the confinement period, I will push it out to bask in the sun and walk around the courtyard."

"If the weather is fine, let's go back to my hometown for two days."

Yang Xiaotao comforted Ran Qiuye, after all, he also felt uncomfortable being trapped in the house for a month.

Ran Qiuye nodded, not messing around.

"Mom said, the little stroller you made can not only sit on it, but also lie down on it. It's durable, and the people in the yard are so envious."

"Now everyone in the yard knows that you can make small cars, and many people want you to make one."

Yang Xiaotao smiled, stretched out his hand to lift up Ran Qiuye's baggy clothes, stroked his smooth back, and smiled triumphantly, "That's right, it doesn't matter who the man is."

"Isn't it just a small car, a little bit of wood, and"

Ran Qiuye suddenly heard that Yang Xiaotao stopped talking, and was still murmuring in that stupid way, he was startled, and quickly stood up, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

But Yang Xiaotao hugged Ran Qiuye one by one and kissed him. After a long time when Ran Qiuye's face was hot, Yang Xiaotao left, and then his expression was agitated.

"Daughter-in-law, wood is wood."

Ran Qiuye still didn't know what was going on, but Yang Xiaotao started to explain.

It turned out that when he said that wood was used to make small cars, he thought, what if wood is used instead of steel to make the body of the car?

In other words, is it possible to reduce the thickness of the steel and lay a layer of wood on it?
If it is feasible, the problem of insufficient materials can be alleviated.

Compared with steel, the processing of wood is simpler. More importantly, this is not the future. There are many old forests in the deep mountains. As long as there are enough loggers, the forests can be cut down for you.

"Wood is okay too?"

Ran Qiuye still doesn't quite believe that wood can be used as a tractor?

This, too, is too wild.

"Yes, of course, the deck on the aircraft carrier can be used, why can't the tractor?"

Yang Xiaotao stretched out his hand to rub the snow-white powder petals, and said happily, "It doesn't have to be all wood, it can always be covered with a layer of iron."

Ran Qiuye didn't speak, just lay on Yang Xiaotao's chest and let his man do what he wanted.

Many ideas came to Yang Xiaotao's mind. If it wasn't dark now, he would like to try to get a batch of wood.

After recovering from his thoughts, feeling the softness in front of him, and Ran Qiuye's gradually steady breathing, Yang Xiaotao carefully hugged Ran Qiuye and fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Xiaotao came to the rolling mill after dinner, and found Yang Youning to present his statement.

As soon as he heard that wood was used to make the car body, Yang Youning refused if he wanted it or not. Isn't this cutting corners?

But after thinking about it, this stealing work may not be necessary, but it is really cutting materials.

Besides, isn't it common practice to wrap a layer of iron sheet?

And the general wood is brushed with tung oil, and the sealing performance is not bad.

After Yang Youning finished speaking, he sat there and meditated.

Tractor, as long as it can pull goods.

The most important thing is the front of the car.

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and called Secretary Liu.

As for Yang Xiaotao, he went to the workshop to build a car and come out to have a look.

There are ready-made ones in the wood factory, although they are all piece by piece, but Yang Xiaotao, an amateur carpenter, can't help it.

At the door of the third workshop, Yang Xiaotao guarded a pile of wood and began to perform carpentry work.

When Wang Guodong heard that Yang Xiaotao was going to use this to make the body of the car, he couldn't believe it.

But I think that the thickness of the tractor body is now eight millimeters, and the thickness of the car body on both sides is five millimeters.

It's not that I don't want to make it thinner, but that it is too thin and the load will be affected.

The reason for the eight millimeters is steel. If you use inferior steel, you won't be able to block it by one centimeter.

But according to what Yang Xiaotao said, if it is feasible to lay a layer of one-inch wooden boards and then a five-millimeter iron sheet, the general consumables will be reduced.

Besides, some good woods are not bad in hardness.

Wang Guodong was helping at the side, watching Yang Xiaotao splice the planks into the required size, put them on the [-]mm iron plates, and fix them with rivets one by one.

By the time we had lunch at noon, the foundation of the car body had already been made.

In the afternoon, Yang Youning came to the workshop. He communicated with Liu Huaimin, and if it is feasible, he will follow this.

For this reason, Liu Huaimin also deliberately communicated with all parties to explain the current situation, and the body of the car is no more useful than the front of the car, as long as it does not affect the use.

All localities also understand that, after all, the shortage of steel is nationwide, as long as the performance is excellent, they have no reason to refuse.

Similarly, if the test of the wooden car body in the rolling mill passes, it can be regarded as finding a new way for other automobile factories.

Looking at the gradually formed car body, several people are full of expectations.

In the evening, the first wooden car body was loaded on the car, and the testers drove the car to load and unload items and experimented in the factory.

After a circle, everyone unloaded the goods, only to find that there were no other problems except for some scratches on the wooden boards.

Moreover, there is no problem of polishing on this wooden board. If it is made by a professional woodworker and painted with tung oil, the quality will be better.

Seeing that it was feasible, Yang Youning immediately reported to his superiors.

Yang Xiaotao was surrounded by a group of people, asking him how he came up with it. Now it seems that as long as the wood is enough, the original material used to make two carts can be made into three carts. This kind of improvement is huge.

Yang Xiaotao was modest, saying that he thought of it after seeing his child's small wooden cart, and everyone was amazed by Yang Xiaotao's good luck.

The next day, in the largest wood processing factory outside Sijiu City, the workers chatted with each other first, wandering around without any sense of urgency in other places.

Many people are still discussing who took what job and built 18 legs for someone.

Everyone has long been used to this kind of life of salted fish.

For them, going to work in the factory is just for stability, and if they want to live comfortably at home, they still need extra money.

He stumbled to the work station, said hello and prepared to start work, but saw the factory director who usually didn't show up until the meal time, leading a group of directors striding in.

The factory manager looked excited, and ignored the strange gaze of the big guy, he copied it to the pile of wood by the wall in one step, and asked everyone to come to the meeting.

"Listen up, everyone. Our factory has taken on a big job and we need everyone's help. Next, whether to eat bran-swallowed vegetables or delicious and spicy ones depends on our own abilities."

The people below looked confused, usually everyone was a carpenter, and they took on a private job to earn some extra money, and no one said anything, anyway, they lived by their craftsmanship.

But when the factory director said it so bluntly, everyone really didn't think about it.

The factory director was so happy that he didn't care about it at all, even the title of "comrades" changed.

Really, good things are coming.

The above not only placed a large number of orders, but also made their task load suddenly increase.

What's more, there is an extra [-] cents subsidized for making a car bottom rolling mill.

Where can I find a good thing here.

If you can't eat the meat buns that fell from the sky, you will complain that nothing good happens, and the buns are poisonous.

But if you put in the effort to eat it and swallow it in your stomach, it doesn't matter what others say is good or bad.

Their lumber factory itself is a unit that cannot make ends meet. For the work of a hundred people in the whole factory, he, the factory manager, has the cheek to go to his superiors every time to ask for that salary.

Now, I also start a side job.

They are all carpenters, and they eat by their craft.

Our whole factory relies on craftsmanship for food, what the hell.

With excitement, the factory manager told what the leader of the rolling mill had told him this morning, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, spit and slapped it on the white gray wall.

All the carpenters were stunned for a moment when they heard it, and then they realized something, and immediately howled.

Regardless of whether it is a big worker or a small worker, they all screamed like they were paid an extra yuan in salary.

"It's all checked, this is the size. Don't make a mistake, or you won't be able to hand in the task, and you will eat the wasted wood for me."

"Also, the selected wood is used, polished, and oiled. It's hot now, and there is a day's work. No one is allowed to be lazy."

The factory manager yelled from above, and the group leaders below had already begun to calculate how to arrange people.

As for the usual work, just leave it to the apprentices. Anyway, no one cares about the delay.

Soon the lumber factory began to act.

The people who came and went around suddenly discovered that the normally lifeless timber factory had burst out with strong motivation, making everyone wonder whether the group of wooden pokers had taken the wrong medicine.

(End of this chapter)