Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 311 The machine is installed
Talking while drinking a little wine, time slipped away without knowing it.

"It's getting late, let's end it early. Don't leave tonight. If you don't leave tonight, we'll have a drink at night." Gu Siwei noticed the time and felt that it was time to end the drink.

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's operation. How could he postpone it because he was drinking with others.

Song Rui also finished eating, and said, "Okay, then let's accept it. I won't stay here tonight, and I have plenty of time to live in the future, so why worry now. By the way, what are you going to do?"

Gu Siwei said: "Installing the machine, don't you see a machine for grinding noodles over there?"

Song Rui smiled and said: "That's just right, I'll visit Captain Yang of your team and tell him the news, and I will need his help in the future."

Gu Siwei nodded with a smile, so the two men stood up and began to clean up the dishes.

Seeing that Hu Yanqiu was about to come over, Song Rui said quickly: "Sister and brother, don't move. I'd be really embarrassed if you came over. We'll close it soon."

It was indeed very fast, the two of them cleaned up the plates in threes and fives, and the remaining dishes could be put on one plate, and the rest of the dishes had to be separated.

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

After packing up, the two went to the village together.

When he arrived in the village, Gu Siwei naturally continued to work and installed the installed machine on the iron frame. As for Song Rui, he took Yang Chuanwu aside and muttered.

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

At this time, some of the spectators raised questions.

Gu Siwei didn't turn his head back, and asked directly: "Who said that you need to carry two machines with one machine, and you can only carry one at a time. If you want to carry the second machine, you can change the belt."

The current conditions are limited, so Gu Siwei can naturally do better, but he feels that it is completely unnecessary. Originally, he didn't even have a family with a donkey cart. If you give him a big Benz all at once, how can it work?

Therefore, now the diesel engine has to be placed in the middle of the iron shelf, with a noodle grinder at one end of the shelf and a sheller 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 mill are connected by a belt, and Gu Siwei didn’t bother much. What it was like in Hong Kong City is still the same now. Even the belt, Gu Siwei thought it could be used and didn’t replace it with a new one. Old belts, because they look like second-hand goods dumped from other people's hands.

"Do you want to change the belt?"

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

The person who spoke just now was a little embarrassed by what he said, but he had no way to retort, because it was the elders in the village who insulted him, and he could only bear it.

At this moment, Gu Siwei doesn't care about these people, he is now concentrating on installing the machine.

The original shelves and seats were all designed. Now Gu Siwei only needs to fix the diesel engine and other machines in place, but it is not so easy to fix them in place. These three are not small machines, and one or two people will not be able to move them. , so young people have to be organized to lift or move.

Fortunately, the village lacks everything but no shortage of manpower. When Gu Siwei greeted, more people came out.

The machine must not be placed in the yard of Yang Chuanwu's house, or else there would be no occupants in their house, and they 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 broken and have air leakage or something, it is definitely not good for people to live in, but it is not a big problem to place 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 didn’t want to ask. Anyway, it doesn’t matter much to him where An is. The problem of a few steps of waterway.

Moved all the machines into the house, first put down the angle steel shelf, then installed the mill at both ends first, and finally installed the diesel engine.

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

"All right!"

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

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

Gu Siwei stood up from the ground and signaled Luan Jiandong to turn on the machine first.

Luan Jiandong hummed immediately when he heard it, and then took out the crank handle of the diesel engine.

Gu Siwei looked at him, and when he inserted the crank handle, he stopped him and didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled.

"Brother Jiandong, first turn on the switch of the fuel tank and drain the air in the fuel circuit. You forgot the steps yesterday?" Sun Laiya immediately reminded him.

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

After checking it as taught, all the steps were ready, Luan Jiandong looked at Gu Siwei again, and when he saw Gu Siwei gave him a thumbs up, he knew that he hadn't made a mistake this time.

Holding the crank in his hand, make sure the crank is aligned with the opening of the start hole, while pressing the decompression plate at the same time, Luan Jiandong started to shake vigorously.

As Luan Jiandong's arm turned faster and faster, the diesel engine also made a chug sound from light to heavy, and finally the chug sound got used to it, and the machine started.

I controlled the oil inlet switch, and the sound of the diesel engine began to change according to the amount of oil inlet.

"All right?"

Guo Xiangping, who was in the crowd, saw that the diesel engine was turning up, and even the noodle grinding machine was turning up, so he asked Gu Siwei loudly.

"Okay! Laiya, pour in the flour next to it and see how the flour comes out."

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

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

Sun Laiya heard this. Originally, he was going to get the bag of wheat, but now he heard what Guo Xiangping said, and said: "Grandpa Ping, if you want to grab the first name, then I will let you."

Guo Xiangping smiled and said, "Your family?"

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

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

It was said that it was free to try the machine noodles, but Guo Xiangping still had no idea in his heart, thinking that if something happened, his noodles would be wasted.

Gu Siwei listened, looked at Guo Xiangping and smiled. Gu Siwei understood the old man's mood. What is in my heart.

I tried the noodles today, and it was the first one that was free. As soon as I heard that it was free, some people came with their own food, but now when it’s time to really use it, these people returned, and I started to worry What should I do if the machine doesn't work and wastes my own food.

Gu Siwei didn't laugh at the villagers or anything. Their lives were hard, and they were very careful when they had a little food. This is also human nature.

Seeing that Guo Xiangping retreated, Sun Laiya picked up the bag again, untied the mouth of the bag, and carried it directly to the feeding hopper. With both hands, he poured about ten catties of wheat into the feeding hopper .

Putting the wheat into the hopper, Sun Laiya controlled the discharge pin under the feeding hopper, and adjusted this thing to adjust the amount of feed.

At this moment, a long cloth tube has been installed on the flour outlet of the mill, and the flour will come out of the cloth tube when the time comes.

The cloth tube goes straight to a bucket, and on the other side of the mill, there is another bucket, which is used to hold bran.

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

This made Gu Siwei next to him a little bit unbearable. He walked over and pulled the feeding port to half its size.

"Such a little release will grind the wheat into air, so be bolder," Gu Siwei said.

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

At the beginning, there was no flour, but some bran flakes floated out of the bran bucket first, and gradually there were more.

"There is powder!"

After a while, Luan Jiandong stretched out his hand to try the cloth bag placed in another bucket, and felt the weight in the cloth bag, obviously flour had come out.

"Come out and have a look," Gu Siwei said.

After hearing this, Luan Jiandong immediately rolled up the ball and pulled the mouth of the bag, carefully pouring out the flour.

"Look! It's so white!"

As Luan Jiandong said, he dipped his finger in a little flour and rubbed it on the belly of his finger.

The villagers naturally gathered around at the moment, the old man was at the innermost, each of them stretched out their hands to try the ground flour, and everyone praised the white flour produced by the flour.

Guo Xiangping also deliberately went over to take a look at Fuzi.

"Siwei, can this be made less white? There is too much bran here. A lot of flour is wasted. When I grind it, I don't want it to be so white. It's better to be a little darker."

Hearing what Guo Xiangping said, all the people spoke one after another.

Gu Siwei gestured to Sun Laiya, and Sun Laiya sealed the feed inlet, took all the freshly machined flour out of the cloth tube, and put it aside.

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

After a while, the powder that comes out is obviously much darker than the last crop, and the particles are also a little bigger.

"This is too much," Guo Xiangping said with a glance.

"Then we have to grind it again." Sun Laiya glanced at Gu Siwei, obviously not sure.

Gu Siwei has a spectrum?
In fact, he has a spectrum of eggs, and he is rich and powerful, and if he breaks it, he will pay someone a bag of noodles, which is no big deal to him.

Seeing that Gu Siwei nodded, Sun Laiya continued to follow the method he had learned, pouring the stubble black powder from the bucket into the feed port, and turned it on again.

The powder that will come back will be whiter than before, but it is still not as white as the powder that came out of the stubble.

"That's all right." Guo Xiangping looked at it and was very satisfied with this kind of flour.

All the villagers stretched their heads to look at the flour in the bucket, 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 has been installed in one step, and Gu Siwei is a little proud of this.

(End of this chapter)