"Junewoo, come here quickly, everyone is waiting for you." Carpenter Jiang greeted.

Fang Dajun came to his senses and stopped watching it. The scenes of the commune were all in his memory. Except for the office, they could not go in casually, and they could play in other places, of course, only for children.

The three of them turned to the carpenter's house behind. On the first floor, there was a large classroom from the outside, with windows but no glass. Before they could enter, they could hear the sound of cutting shavings.

"Do you already have a cutting machine?" Fang Dajun thought with uncertainty that he was born in 1986 before traveling through time. His childhood memories were basically in the 1990s. Moreover, he grew up in the suburbs of the city, and his parents were workers, so he was not very clear about the situation in the 1980s in the countryside.

The original owner of this body was young and had never paid attention to these things at all. After thinking about it, he entered the carpenter's house.

"There is really a cutting machine, it's much more convenient now." Fang Dajun spoke out in surprise.

"Junwa is here, come and have a look!"

"Come on Junwoman!" The other two carpenters in the house greeted enthusiastically.

There is actually only one formal carpenter in a production brigade, but there are actually many people who know how to work in carpenters. They are all masters and apprentices. Carpenters in the 1980s and 1990s were very miserable, but in the 21st century, carpenters became more popular.

The carpenters in the village are all alone and rarely cooperate with each other. Even during the commune period, the carpenters in these seven production brigades rarely cooperate and are completed independently.

I got three people today. It seems that his mobile threshing machine is very valued, so of course this is a good thing.

"Okay, I'll take a look!" Then he walked over. The situation inside was quite messy. There were wood dust everywhere, and the wood was piled up at will, but the tools were well organized. To put it bluntly, the wood was worthless, and the most valuable were these labor tools.

After checking, Fang Dajun raised his thumbs up. The carpenters of this period were all top-notch, with only a few tools, including shaved knife boxes, ink boxes, axes, and stews. Generally, there are only these four types, but they can make all kinds of furniture.

Uh! After the commune disintegrates, should he organize these carpenters to set up a furniture factory? Taking advantage of the lack of strict tree cutting management, we will open up the relationship between the Forestry Bureau, and then take advantage of the country wildly and become a glorious socialist borer.

"Junwa, how is this wooden box done?" Carpenter Jiang asked with some anticipation. A small blackboard was hung on the wall next to him, and there were drawings drawn by Fang Dajun.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "The skills are very good, and you can make do with it, but..."

"But what?" Carpenter Jiang asked quickly.

Fang Dajun explained: "It's nothing, it's just that you have so few auxiliary tools?"

"What tools are missing!" asked the other two carpenters.

Fang Dajun did not reply immediately, but asked the three carpenters to find all the tools and put them on the long wooden table. He looked at them one by one. The shaved poker knife was just a long wooden box, with empty in the middle, and a poking blade stuck inside, with handles on both sides, so that you can shape by holding it and pushing it, such as flattening, radianing, etc.

The ink cartridge is used for elastic threads, and this thing will be used decades later. The stew is a large serrated blade, stuck in it with wood, and twisted it with hemp rope.

Seeing this, he felt a clear mind and said, "Is there anything that can be written and painted?"

"Yes!" Jiang Muji pointed to the big blackboard in front. Well, this place was really built according to the classroom standards, and it used to be a conference room.

Fang Dajun moved, and Fang Yan followed, curious about what he was going to do.

But seeing him quickly drawing many strange patterns on the blackboard, some of which could be seen clearly, but more of them were confused.

"This is a vise, angle ruler, gyro, horizontal ruler, water pipe lifting level line, spiral poking knife..." Fang Dajun explained happily.

"Junwa, you know the gyro and angle ruler you mentioned, but what else do you do?" Carpenter Jiang looked puzzled.

Fang Dajun nodded and said, "This vise is used to fix wooden boards. It is time to make exquisite furniture. It can be omitted at present, but this level is very necessary.

Look, find a standard long strip to put a mercury sealed glass tube in the middle. This way, if you put it flat, you can test whether the level is 180 degrees to ensure accuracy. Without mercury, you can also use ink to replace it. Just find a small glass bottle and stuck in the middle of the wooden strip.

This horizontal pipe is a small transparent plastic water pipe, which can ensure that several points are at the same height from a distance. For example, I want to build a large cabinet now. After the water level at both ends of the water pipe remains unmoved, it proves that the two corners are in the same plane.

There is also a rotary poking knife, which can make small grooves at will. Slots as small as five millimeters can be pushed out, and it can be made with one push, which is convenient for furniture joints and can also be shaped.

In addition, this is the car box, which is together with the pencil box, but it is enlarged and the shape of the inside can be adjusted. As long as the handle outside is stirred, you can carve out various exquisitely shaped wooden bars, which is not at all laborious.

With these things, you can create exquisite furniture. This is not a capitalist enjoyment route. Isn’t it allowed to buy two decent sets of furniture when you take a wife?”

"Okay, there are some valuable wooden furniture around. We are all poor peasants and can't do anything!" said Jiang Woodman with his eyes shining.

"It's all good things, Junwa, how do you know these things?" asked another carpenter.

Fang Dajun said arrogantly: "I have poor grades in school, and I like to think about these things in class. They are all based on learning tools and mathematical and physics knowledge."

"So that's the case. It's okay. Just your head is so melon-like. You can still have food if you don't study." Carpenter Jiang's eyes looked at Fang Dajun as if he could eat it.

Immediately, I pulled him to explain these things in detail, and then they seized the time to make them out, and asked about the angle ruler and the top.

Fang Dajun explained the angle ruler and the hanging line top, but found that what he said was also ahead of time. There are two things like this: one is the tool of the math teacher in class, and the other is the toy of the child, but it can be used to make furniture and buildings after improvement.

In fact, these things are the most commonly used things on construction sites in thirty years later, and he was shameless to use them secretly.

Half an hour later, the three carpenters had already understood it completely, but there was still some things to prepare. Although the three carpenters wanted to find them to make them immediately, the threshing machine here could not wait, and then they moved their positions. By the time the meal started at noon, the first set of threshing equipment had already come out.

"No, it's a pity that there is no electric welding machine. Otherwise, you could just use steel to weld a bracket, which will not break even after ten or twenty years." Fang Dajun said helplessly. Now he is just using wood, and it will have to be replaced after a few years.

"Awesome, Junwa, you even know the welding machine. It's so awesome!" Carpenter Jiang looked admired. Only the county people's committee (i.e. the county people's government) had an electric welding machine.

"Mr. Gu, are you okay? Let's take a look!" The shouts of villagers sounded outside the house, but everyone took advantage of the lunch break to see the threshing machine.

Fang Dajun replied loudly: "It's already done, I just look at it. It's all Carpenter Jiang and the others who did it."

Soon the carpenter's house was surrounded by people and could not be crowded. After the three carpenters planned to carry it out, they simply carried it out now. The things were really simple, that is, a strange wooden box, 80 cm deep. With the threshing machine hanging on it, the height just fits the height of the villagers, so there is no need to bend down when threshing grains. This is the role of IE in industrial production, optimizes the labor process to the greatest extent and improves production efficiency.

In addition, a shed made of a bracket and a bamboo piece can be stretched and closed, which is very convenient. These three things can move the threshing machine immediately, which is about fifty pounds in total, and it is very convenient to move in. Only the threshing machine is very heavy, so two strong men need to carry it away.

"Okay, great, Junwa, you have made meritorious contributions. On behalf of the production brigade, I will record the work points and ten full laborers. Everyone has no objection!" Liu Chunshan said righteously. Such rewards were in line with the rules in the late stage of the People's Commune, because the threshing function can improve the efficiency of harvesting rice.

But Fang Dajun could only shout that he was cheating, and ten work points were only two kilograms of pork. Didn’t this disappointingly disappoint him, the shameful inventor.

"I have no objection, it's a reward. With this thing, you can harvest millet on rainy days in the future."

"Yes, we have no objection!"

Fang Dajun found comfort in the simple villagers, and someone immediately proposed to experiment immediately. It happened that there was a field outside the commune, and the commune also had ready-made threshing machines. Although this field belongs to other production brigades, it doesn't matter and no one cares about wasting this labor.

Dozens of people worked together, but in just ten minutes the things went down the field and assembled in minutes. Some villagers were ready to cut rice.

Fang Dajun hurriedly shouted: "Don't be busy now. Now you need to cut millet according to how much you can hold with your palms. You can cut almost three plants. This is a thorn, crossing and overlapping in the field."

Fearing that he couldn't explain clearly, he went down the field and started to do it himself. In fact, it was very simple. This was done to facilitate the threshing of grains. The threshing person raised his hand and thorned it without having to divide it specifically.

"I'm sure I'll put it like this. Yes, according to the width of the wooden box, one pile is overlapped on one side, and a piece of field is only about six piles. In this way, you only need to move the threshing machine three times to finish it all." Fang Dajun explained according to his memory before traveling through time that this threshing machine was seen when he was in junior high school to help with a female classmate. Unfortunately, the female classmate refused his in-depth communication on the grounds that she had to concentrate on studying!

Then, Li Jianguo's two stupid boys sat behind the wooden box, and Niu Daman and mute men stepped on the threshing machine.

"Buzz~~!" The unique sound of the threshing machine began to echo in the fields.

But the plump grains on the rice ears were beaten down, and they flew out and were blocked by the shed and fell into the wooden box. As they stepped on the wooden box, the wooden box swayed up and down. Two stupid boys shouted behind and were fun. The scene was beautiful...

"It's done, it's done, it's really possible to thresh millet in the fields!" The villagers were so excited that they threw their straw hats and hats into the sky.

"Oh, this millet is too labor-saving to fight!" Niu Daman screamed strangely, and after a few strokes, he took off a prick of rice.

Fang Dajun shouted again, "Twist it out slantedly, so that it saves effort. Throw all the straws together. After drying for a few days, they will be tied up and placed on the ridges of the fields. After they are dried, they will be carried back."

"It's so rude!" Niu Daman said and threw it out. The mute next to him also followed suit and shouted: "It's really labor-saving, I'll throw it away!"

Fang Dajun shouted again at this time: "Two children will come to hand over rice, don't stop the threshing machine!" This is just like production in a factory. People can take turns to rest, but the machine cannot stop, otherwise it will be a loss.

The two children who could only earn a second-hand job immediately ran away. They picked up the chopped rice with both hands and handed it to Niu Daman and Mute. After they finished playing, they threw the straw away and immediately took the rice and continued to fight.

The fight didn't stop, and everyone wanted to see how long it would take to hit a piece of field. Unfortunately, there was no watch, but this was not a problem. Some villagers took a fragrant piece and lit it.

As a result, the whole field with a total of less than half acres of incense was finished. The grains were scattered out in four baskets, and two strong men could carry them back. Instead, they had to carry all the straw back to the threshing ground before, and then they had to pick them up for about thunderstoring.

Faced with such efficient results now, everyone was stunned, and then there were even more enthusiastic cheers.

"Oh, I've threshed, I've threshed in the fields!" The children were running around in the fields. Perhaps they didn't understand the significance of moving the threshing machine, but they could feel that the adults were very happy and excited!

"Are you threshing millet in the field? How is this possible!" Suddenly, an accent from other places appeared.

Fang Dajun was stunned. He was speaking Mandarin. He quickly looked back and saw a woman in her forties walking towards her. The woman's temperament was obviously a farmer. Her skin was very dark, but she was not simple in dressing. She was all in the style of clothes that were not in the village. She had to make up her whole body for at least a dozen yuan.

"Brother, this is the wife of Secretary Wang of the commune. He is from another province. He came to the commune to visit relatives. He just came a few days ago and was greedy for small gains. He asked the garment room to make new clothes for her as soon as he came!" Fang Yan introduced in a low voice.
Chapter completed!