Following Han Chunlin's instructions, Tao Zi was moving the blade of the tractor down.
What he couldn't figure out was that these things looked like waste products that had been returned to the factory for disposal. Moreover, Qin Tianbao had deliberately pushed them to them.
Why wasn't Han Chunlin angry? Instead, he was a little…Excitement?
What！
What was going on?
"Chunlin, we're clearly helping Qin Tianbao deal with the waste. How can you tolerate this?”Tao Zi suddenly felt that this was a little like Chunming, that nice old man.
It was fine to be a good person, but being a good person meant that he would be bullied.
Han Chunlin put down the blade and said with a smile,"Why should I be angry? That Qin Tianbao gave me such a big gift. I should thank him.”
"Big gift?" Tao Zi's eyes widened as he looked around. Finally, he pointed at the small mountain of blades." You mean, just these scraps?”
It was clearly a pile of scrap iron. It wouldn't fetch much money even if it was sold as scrap iron. Tao Zi really couldn't associate this pile of things with the word 'gift'.
"Of course not now. When I turn it into a treasure, it will become a big gift. Believe me, by then, Qin Tianbao will definitely cry.”Han Chunlin raised his eyebrows and looked confident.
"Alright, you're my brother. I'll do whatever you say.”Since Han Chunlin had said so, there was nothing to worry about.
Taozi had absolute trust in Han Chunlin.
Thinking that the arrogant Qin Tianbao would cry for his parents soon, Taozi was especially energetic when he worked.
Han Chunlin didn't explain in detail. It wasn't that he didn't trust Tao Zi, but there were too many people in the factory. Who knew if Qin Tianbao's people would be there?
If he said too much and Qin Tianbao heard it, he would not have worked for nothing this morning.
Originally, he thought that it would take a lot of effort for him to develop in the 1970s. He did not expect someone to send him a springboard so quickly.
In 1964, the Chinese government began to invest heavily in the research of hybrid rice.
It took 10 years to develop the first hybrid rice, named Nanyou 2.
It was not until 1975 that the hybrid rice seed production technology was successfully developed. After two years, the large-scale planting of hybrid rice was bound to be on the right track.
With so many blades, it meant that there were a lot of rototilling machines. Currently, the land was under the contract responsibility system, and no one had a large land that needed a rototiller to work.
Therefore, Han Chunlin guessed that this batch of artifacts was most likely from the Academy of Engineering.
"Tao, don't be lazy. Hurry up.”
...
Just as Han Chunlin had expected, during lunch, one of the workers carrying the blades sneaked into the technical department to find Qin Tianbao.
Naturally, everything Han Chunlin said fell into Qin Tianbao's ears, including the sentence that would make him cry.
"Haha, you want me to cry? Han Chunlin, a mere junior high school graduate?”Qin Tianbao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This was the funniest joke he had heard this year.
"I heard that Han Chunlin's quenching skills are very high. He even saw at a glance that the blades were made of Manganese Steel No. 225.”
"Oh? You can tell that it's 225 steel. You're indeed quite capable, but so what? Look at these blades carefully and listen to the sound.”Qin Tianbao picked up two blades from the table and threw them over.
The strange collision sound stunned the person. When he looked at the color of the blade carefully, he couldn't help but realize.
"As you can see, the ratio of sulfur and phosphorus in these steel is too high. The toughness is not up to standard.”"Han Chunlin thinks I'm an idiot," Qin Tianbao sneered."Do you think I don't know that these things are from the Institute of Engineering? I'd like to see who's going to cry when the time comes.”
...
He spent the entire morning moving the blades.
After the lunch break, Han Chunlin and Taozi returned to the forging workshop together. Zhao Dazhu followed them closely like a lackey.
"Little master, should we use the original method to quench and repair these blades?”
Ever since Zhao Dazhu learned the new tempering technique from Han Chunlin, he had been itching to fight for a chance to perform.
However, since he called Han Chunlin little master, he should still ask.
"If you really want to turn the blade into scrap, you can use the original quenching method.”
"This…" Zhao Dazhu did not expect this.
At the same time, he couldn't help but be glad that he had asked first and didn't act impulsively before reporting. Otherwise, that batch of rotary-farming blockbusters would really be wasted.
There were as many as 10,000 blades sent over, and each blade was priced at 3 yuan. The cost was about 1.2 yuan. In other words, if he broke these, he would lose more than 10,000 yuan.
Gulp!
Zhao Dazhu swallowed hard. His monthly salary was only 90 yuan, which was about 1,000 yuan a year without eating or drinking. 10,000 blades meant that he would have worked for nothing for more than ten years.
"Good, good, I didn't act tough." Zhao Dazhu patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he asked,"Then what should we do?"
Zhao Dazhu secretly decided that he would follow Han Chunlin's lead and would not make any decisions on his own.
Han Chunlin did not plan to start work immediately. Instead, he said to Zhao Dazhu,"I'm not familiar with the equipment in our factory. Take me around first, especially the quenching equipment.”
Zhengyang Metal had been in business for some years. It was a legitimate state-owned enterprise. It was definitely more advanced than most factories in terms of equipment.
Sure enough, after walking around the workshop, Han Chunlin found the equipment he wanted.
High frequency induction quenching furnace!
[PS: The storyline didn't follow the original plot. Is there no one watching? If there are people watching, please say something.]
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