Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 507
Lin Nianhe didn't know what other people's senior brothers looked like. Anyway, this guy in their family was responsible for taking the blame.

The eldest brother has been with the master since he finished elementary school. Now his son is in elementary school. After more than 20 years of getting along with him, he has already developed a proficient skill in taking the blame.

First of all, Master knows that he is wronging others;

Secondly, Master knows that he is losing his temper;

In the end, Master knew that he was implicating innocent people.

To sum up, there is no need for the person taking the blame to defend himself. Just be honest, keep your mouth shut, and wait patiently for the day when Master and his conscience find out.

The senior brother felt aggrieved for a brief second, then calmly continued reading.

Rong Zhiguo cleared his throat and finally remembered what he had forgotten. He took the drawing and asked Lin Nianhe: "Your drawing is a bit like a bullet casing production line, but there are a few more processes than that... Military industry I don’t know much about it, so it’s better for you to give it to your father directly.”

Lin Nianhe: "Master, this is filled with sausages."

Rong Zhiguo: "..."

He studied this drawing as an ordnance secret for a long time, and was ready to give up his identity as an eighth-level fitter and enter the secret unit. But this girl said it was for sausage?
Rong Zhiguo didn't want to face the tragic reality, he preferred that Lin Nianhe's head was hit just now.

He clasped Lin Nianhe's head with both hands and pried it around to look around: "Come, let me see where it hit..."

Lin Nianhe: "Master, it is really sausage-filled."

"you shut up!"

"okay."

Lin Nianhe kept her mouth shut and let Rong Zhiguo look at her head like a watermelon.

When Chang Jinzhong came back, he saw Rong Zhiguo holding Lin Nianhe's head and shaking it left and right, as if he wanted to take off her head to have a look.

"Old Rongzi! What are you doing? You can just say a few words about the child's mistakes, but you can't do anything!"

Chang Jinzhong was so frightened that his face turned pale. He rushed forward, held Rong Zhiguo's hand firmly, stared into his eyes and persuaded him in a very low voice: "Old Rongzi, calm down! Think about it. Your wife and siblings like Xiao Lin so much, if she dies in your hands, you will never be able to enter the house again in your life!"

If Lin Nianhe dies on the spot, then Rong Zhiguo really doesn't have to go home - he can just go to the police station. There are so many witnesses at the scene, which saves the police comrades from investigating and solving the case.

From this point of view, what Chang Jinzhong said is not wrong.

Rong Zhiguo looked at him like a fool: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Nianhe saw that Chang Jinzhong was so frightened that he looked pale, so he quickly said, "Uncle Chang, you misunderstood me. I just hit my head. Master is checking the wound for me."

Chang Jinzhong: "...?"

Really?He doesn't believe it.

The grinning expression on Lao Rongzi's face just now seemed like Lin Nianhe had done something to stab him in the heart.

Rong Zhiguo rolled his eyes at Chang Jinzhong, let go of his hand and picked up the drawing again. He frowned and couldn't help but give Lin Nianhe another look: "A smooth and smooth girl, how come she only has such an evil eye?" Where is my son!"

Look at what she built, a corn thresher, a sausage machine... what did she aim for next?Rice or popsicles?

Lin Nianhe chuckled: "Food is the most important thing for people."

Rong Zhiguo ignored her and turned back to look at the picture again.

He misunderstood just now and was thinking about weapons all the time, now he has to overthrow it and start over.

Chang Jinzhong sat down next to the elder brother, and he recovered his smiling face. He asked Lin Nianhe, "Did you hit your head just now? We happen to be in the same carriage as the medical team. How about I take you to have a look?"

"Uncle Chang, it doesn't hurt anymore." Lin Nianhe smiled and shook his head, "By the way, I heard from Uncle Huang that the hand thresher has passed the export approval. How are you preparing?"

"We are currently producing according to domestic demand, and we will wait until after the Spring Festival."

Chang Jinzhong answered vaguely, but Lin Nianhe understood what he meant.

I think he was afraid of the small export volume, so he didn't prepare the goods in advance.If the situation is good, you can first use the domestic inventory required, if the situation is not good, the impact on the machinery factory will not be great.

This is in line with Chang Jinzhong's cautious character.

Lin Nianhe didn't make any suggestions. The output is an internal matter of the machinery factory and has nothing to do with her.

Just as Chang Jinzhong wanted to say a few more words about Lin Nianhe's concern, he met Rong Zhiguo's fire-breathing eyes.

This look is too familiar to Chang Jinzhong, every time Lao Rongzi is disturbed, he always has this kind of cannibalism.

He immediately shut his mouth and turned his head to look out the window as if nothing happened.

Rong Zhiguo averted his eyes and continued to look at the pictures, picking up the teapot and taking a sip from time to time.

After looking at it like this for more than half an hour, he put down the picture in his hand and turned to look at Lin Nianhe: "The principle is not a big problem, it's okay. It's not stupid, and it's a bit of progress."

No big problem, make do, not stupid.

This is already the highest praise that Rong Zhiguo can say.

Lin Nianhe suddenly burst into laughter: "Master, what's the problem? Can you tell me about it?"

Rong Zhiguo turned to the last page, and drew circles on the paper with rough fingers: "Just here, the last step is messy, is it necessary to wrap oil paper? It's unnecessary."

"Oh no, it's wrapped in plastic paper," Lin Nianhe explained, "wrap the sausage in plastic paper, and then drain the air to form a vacuum state when sealing, so that the packaging is easier to carry, more hygienic, and can greatly extend the shelf life of food. "

After all, Rong Zhiguo is not from a food factory, and he doesn't know much about the needs of food production, so he can only ask directly: "Did you come up with this long-winded step at home?"

"No," Lin Nianhe said skillfully, "it was Director Wang of Xishi Food Factory who suggested it."

Rong Zhiguo felt that since it was proposed by the director of the food factory, there must be a need.

He held the drawing in his hands, pondered for a moment and then said to Lin Nianhe: "This is a large production line. Even if your drawing seems to have no major problems at the moment, manufacturing it is not easy. Everything depends on the actual practical results."

"Then you have to worry more. You know best what I am capable of, so you can just put pen to paper."

Lin Nianhe sat upright with a smile on his lips.

Rong Zhiguo frowned and glanced at her.

Lin Nianhe understood this look, and the master said she was short-sighted.

That is why ah!

Is it wrong to flatter someone?

Rong Zhiguo frowned even more when he saw Lin Nianhe's simple manner.

He put the drawings away and waved at her to chase them away: "Okay, I'll make arrangements for you. Just go back to where you came from."

Lin Nianhe was helpless. Why did he suddenly fall out?

She wanted to stay a little longer, but seeing the "I'll kick you if you don't leave" expression on Master's face, Lin Nianhe stood up voluntarily and said goodbye to Senior Brother Chang Jinzhong.

Rong Zhiguo looked at the senior brother impatiently: "Are you still loading wood here? Send her back. She has thin arms and legs. Don't let anyone kick her under the car halfway."

Senior Brother: "Okay."

As soon as they left, Rong Zhiguo lit up a cigarette.

He spat out white mist, put one hand on his shoulder bag, and said to Chang Jinzhong, "I just remembered that you didn't pay my apprentice a salary."

Chang Jinzhong: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)