Chapter 110 Stir

Today is Saturday, and there is only half a day of class. Wang Daming immediately went back to the dormitory after school. He carried the jeans that had been prepared in the morning and went to the school carport to push out his bicycle. He didn't bother to eat at noon, so he got on the bike as soon as he pedaled, and then the bicycle shot out like an arrow.

It is just right to say that he is homeless and can describe Wang Daming's current mood. He attended the Eighth High School in Qinggan Town, and there is no high school in Santang Town, so students in Santang Town and Qinggan Town both attended the No. 8 Middle School. The teaching quality of No. 8 Middle School ranks among the best in the county, but the school's canteen is more famous than No. 8 Middle School. The food is difficult to swallow and the price is expensive, and they are all ranked first in the county.

Today is Saturday, and my mother must have left her favorite dishes for her. She ate all the dishes she brought from home on Wednesday. For the remaining two and a half days, Wang Daming was always imagining the meal she ate at home at noon on Saturday.

In order to make yourself full, every Sunday when you go home, the students from No. 8 Middle School will bring some good food, but no matter how much they bring, it will not last until Saturday. On Mondays and Tuesdays, the classmates in the class will have a dinner party, eat and drink for a few days, and on Wednesdays, they will basically eat 7788. Since Thursday, I have been looking forward to coming soon on Saturday.

No. 8 Middle School is more than ten miles away from Wangjia Village, but Wang Daming arrived at home in less than thirty minutes. After arriving at home, the whole family was waiting for him to have dinner. Knowing that today was Saturday, everyone delayed the meal time for a while.

"Where is Xiao Ming?" Wang Daming saw that there was only Sanmao missing at home. He was studying in the town and should have come back a little earlier than himself.

"He, I went to the back mountain." Wang Mei said. She didn't expect that this little brat would make such a big noise in the back mountain in a week. Although adults generally don't like him, among the classmates, Wang Xiaoming's object of worship, especially his deskmate Lin Jie, was almost his follower.

In school, students generally admire two types of people. One is good at studying, and the other is specialty. For example, a classmate in the third year of junior high school dances well. Every time a class meeting or a school performs in a literary and artistic performance, he is the final show. Even when other classes have class meetings, they will borrow people from his class teacher. It can be said that he is a star student at Santang Town Middle School, much more famous than Wang Xiaoming.

Now there are not many people who know that Wang Xiaoming runs a factory at home, and they are limited to class 49.

"What did he do in the back mountain? Did he eat?" Wang Daming asked with concern. Today's dishes were particularly rich.

"Brother, you don't know yet. Sanmao opened a factory on the back mountain?" Wang Mei said. Now, the first thing Wang Xiaoming does after school every day is to go around the mountain to see the progress of the factory, but he only reads it and doesn't say it. Everything has been planned. Zou Yuanchao is responsible for everything, and he only reports to Wang Xiaoming.

"Open a factory? What factory?" Wang Xiaoming didn't expect that after returning from studying for a week, Sanmao actually opened a factory. In the past, he was often stimulated by him when he was in junior high school. Every time he seemed to deliberately ask himself questions, he was not understanding, or had no understanding at all. Later, in order not to make a fool of himself, he studied hard, but unexpectedly he was admitted to high school. This incident made Wang Kun very proud, and his bicycle was the reward Wang Kun gave him.

"I haven't done it yet. Now I'm just building a factory. It's not that easy to start the factory. Don't say everywhere that he is running the factory. It's not too late to talk about it when the factory is really done." Wang Kun was also at home. He regretted not helping Xiao Ming to make such a fuss. He originally wanted to see how he was going to make trouble. Now it seems that he is under a lot of pressure. If the factory doesn't start it, or if he loses money after it is done, it would have become a joke for others. Oh, if he had known this, it would be better to be in Chen Shuzhen's name.

"I'll go to the back mountain to find him after dinner. Do you want to bring him food?" Wang Daming also wanted to see what his third brother made on the mountain.

"There is a meal on top, so you don't need to bring it anymore." Wang Kun said, "A joke, more than 200 people on top want to eat. Don't talk about one Wang Xiaoming, even if you go up ten or eight more, you won't be hungry."

After dinner, Wang Daming didn't have time to rest and went up the mountain with Wang Mei. Wang Mei only came once, which happened the day before yesterday. The foundation was dug on the mountain, and I don't know what the situation is now.

"It's so lively." After Wang Daming climbed the mountain, he saw that the entire top of the mountain was busy, with hundreds of people working together. Such a scene was hard to see.

"Some of these People's Congresses are from Sister Canmei's boyfriend Murakami." Wang Meida was shocked when she came the day before yesterday. The scene of hundreds of people working together was quite spectacular, and there were not so many people in the casting factory and the iron smelting factory.

"Is it from Doosan? Some of our classmates are from there too." Wang Daming said that the parents of several of his classmates are working here now. As long as they are adult men and women from Doosan Village, they are now here.

"Look, Xiao Ming is there." Wang Mei's eyes were very sharp, and she saw Wang Xiaoming and Zou Yuanchao together at first sight. What were they saying.

Wang Xiaoming was explaining a new thing to Zou Yuanchao: a mixer.

You are not afraid of not being able to do it, even if you can't imagine it. The mixer seems to be a very simple thing now, but at that time, it was definitely advanced technology. You should know how people in rural areas are doing construction now? Build a pool with bricks, pour river sand, cement, and lime in, and then mix it manually with a hoe, which is time-consuming and laborious. Wang Xiaoming now needs to build the factory as quickly as possible, and you should know that there are still many things to prepare.

Most of this food factory needs to use cement, whether it is the foundation or the wall, so the mixing speed is directly related to the progress of the project.

The mixer is very simple, with a bevel gear, a metal shell, and a high-power motor, which is basically enough. Wang Xiaoming's requirements are not high, as long as it can be stirred.

"I'll give you the drawings. You go to the casting pipe factory in the afternoon. I have already told my dad that it's enough to calculate the materials and manuals. This bevel gear can only be made by sanding, and the rest is just a welding. These things can be done by the casting pipe factory." The foundation can be completed in a few days. Without an excavator, it takes time to dig the foundation on the top of the mountain. Fortunately, there are many people, otherwise you won't be able to dig the foundation in a month.

"Xiao Ming, what did you give him?" Wang Daming couldn't help asking curiously when he saw Wang Xiaoming giving Zou Yuanchao a drawing.

"Have you eaten something that stirs the cement river sand?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"You don't look at what time. We came here after dinner. Xiao Ming, is this factory really yours?" Wang Daming asked.

"Of course, how about it? The place is big enough, right?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the busy work in front of him, and he waved his right hand, like a great man.

"What kind of factory are you? You need such a big place?" Wang Daming asked. This is a narrow area, only more than 30 meters wide, but it is more than a mile long. If the wall is built, it will be like a Great Wall.

"Food factory, walls must be built around the food factory, and it will definitely look good after it is completed." Wang Xiaoming said. He has no time now. If possible, he will build this place like a villa. Not only must there be housing, workshops, office buildings, but also leisure and entertainment venues.

"Can you make potato candy? We have something to eat in the future." Wang Mei smiled.

"It's not sugar, it's potato chips. When my second uncle helps me buy the machinery and equipment, I'll be able to eat it soon." Wang Xiaoming said.

Wang Xiaoming took his brother and sister to visit the food factory. Although he was still in the state of digging the foundation, he could already see the basic framework, where is the workshop, where is the warehouse, distribution room, and where is the office area.

While listening to Xiao Ming's explanation, Wang Daming was surprised by the respectful attitude of the people he met along the way towards Wang Xiaoming, and it was completely heart-warming.

"Xiao Ming, your factory is so big, will you hire a lot of people to do things then?" Wang Daming knew that in terms of ability, he might be very different from his younger brother. If he had so much money, he would not dare to run any factory casually. So he quickly put his position in the right place. Anyway, he had been stimulated by Wang Xiaoming since he was a child, and he had become accustomed to becoming natural.

"I don't know yet, but I think there should be no more than fifty people. You should know that this set of equipment needs to be imported from abroad and has a high degree of automation. Maybe there are more fifty people." Wang Xiaoming said.

If it is purely just production, there are indeed a lot of fifty people, but a factory not only produces, but also requires the purchase of raw materials and the sales of products. This requires many people.

"What is this round one?" Wang Mei suddenly saw a big circle digging.

"We need to build a water tower here. We are digging wells on the mountainside now. We must use a lot of water for food, so we have to store some." Wang Xiaoming said that his water tower is very large. Because he doesn't know how much water is out of the two wells on the mountainside, he had to build the water tower a little larger. Unexpectedly, it will be used in the future.

In fact, there is nothing to see on the top of the mountain now. There are tunnels everywhere, crisscrossing, and people have to be more careful when walking on it. Wang Daming and Wang Mei were halfway through it and wanted to go back. There is nothing on it now, and they basically don’t know each other except Wang Xiaoming.
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