Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

The winter sun shines obliquely on the glass roof, and the reflected light is somewhat dazzling.

In the huge glass greenhouse, Chen Changfan reached out and touched a corn plant that was as tall as a person, and the fragrance filled his nose.

It has been more than two months since the corn was planted, and now it is time for the ears to emerge.

If you look carefully, you can see that almost every corn plant has two ears.

Two ears of corn on one plant, even in the hands of experienced farmers in later generations, it is not certain that such results can be achieved.

The goose yellow beard swayed gently in the wind, as if a farmer sitting on the ridge of the field was stroking his beard and laughing.

"My benefactor, these corns are growing well. They will be ready for harvest in a month at most."

A graceful figure emerged from the cornfield. Ding Yurong stood up with a hoe in her hand, a smile on her face.

In later generations, early-maturing varieties of corn can generally be harvested in 80 to 100 days. Now that they are grown in glass greenhouses, the growing environment of corn is better, and it is not difficult to harvest it in three months.

"My benefactor, the corn has not yet been harvested, but the vegetables we planted have already yielded a bumper harvest."

When she brought up the vegetables, Ding Yurong's face showed a look of both joy and sorrow, which left Chen Changfan confused.

"But what went wrong?"

"My benefactor, just follow me and you will know."

Ding Yurong led Chen Changfan all the way to the vegetable greenhouse.

Through the translucent roof, you can see stretches of emerald green and crimson, and many women are busy in the fields.

"My benefactor, there are so many tomatoes, green peppers, cucumbers, and amaranth that we can't pick them all. We've already used up all the available manpower, but if we don't deal with them in time, they'll probably rot soon."

There were so many vegetables that they rotted.

If someone else heard this, they would probably think Ding Yurong was talking nonsense.

But now is the harvest season for vegetables, and the climate is warming, the fertilizer is abundant, and the environment in the greenhouse is very suitable, which directly leads to the rapid maturation and fruiting of various vegetables.

Green peppers and cucumbers may be a little easier to preserve, but tomatoes and amaranth are still difficult to store.

It would be such a shame to watch these vegetables that we have worked so hard to grow rot away.

"If the farm can't eat all the vegetables, you can share some with the people of Qingshan County."

Since supplies are now very abundant, it is better to donate the leftover vegetables to those who need them more.

Moreover, after yesterday's porridge-giving experience, Chen Changfan clearly felt that he had accumulated a lot of merit.

The feeling of having merits and virtues added to one's body is indeed unprecedentedly wonderful.

"I heard that Engong is opening the granary to give out porridge. Why not make some vegetable porridge? On the one hand, it will reduce the pressure on the granary, and on the other hand, it can provide more nutrition for the people."

Chen Changfan nodded and handed the matter over to Aunt Liu.

"Go find Shen Wanwu and borrow some hands to pack and seal all the picked vegetables. Make sure they're loaded onto the truck before noon."

Chen Changfan turned around and instructed Ding Yurong.

"My benefactor, even though there are many victims, they don't need so many vegetables, right?"

Ding Yurong asked doubtfully.

"I'm not giving these vegetables to the disaster victims. I'm going to sell them for money."

"Sell for money?"

Everything is withered in Qingshan County now. How can the people have extra money to buy food?

The benefactor said he wanted to sell it for money. Who did he want to sell it to?

……

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

After leaving the glass greenhouse, Chen Changfan walked towards the workshop.

From a distance, I could see Hu the roofer and Tang Shaozheng busy with a dozen craftsmen.

It was a strangely shaped mechanical device.

I saw Hu the bricklayer assembling a sturdy wooden frame.

The frame is embedded with tightly meshed gears.

Crunch!

The handle is shaken, driving a cowhide transmission belt connected to two wooden wheels, with a three-foot-long fine iron rod hanging in the middle.

Hand-crank lathe.

“Turn it!”

Following a shout from Hu the bricklayer, a shirtless man began to crank the handle.

The iron rod rotates rapidly in the fixture, and a craftsman slowly pushes it forward with a hardened steel chisel.

Soon the outer wall of an iron rod was turned smooth and round.

"Hu Tou'er! Come and take a look! After turning, the iron rod has become straight, and the outer surface, which was originally of varying thickness, has become smooth and round."

"Hey, this lathe is amazing! According to the owner's design, it can cut through iron like mud. No matter how hard a stick is, it can be straightened!"

Bricklayer Hu said this with a proud look on his face, as if he had designed the lathe.

Hearing this, Chen Changfan couldn't help but look a little strange.

The saying "cutting iron like mud" is true, but why do you use a stick as an example?

Bricklayer Hu took the iron pipe handed to him by the craftsman, looked at it in his hand for a long time, and couldn't help nodding repeatedly.

"The craftsmanship is excellent. The most important thing is that this lathe is fast and well made. If a craftsman were to make an iron rod like this by hand, it would probably take more than five times as long. Even for a skilled craftsman, it would take three times as long."

Chen Changfan watched from behind and felt that it was beyond his expectations.

The improvement of production efficiency means that more workpieces can be produced in the same amount of time.

Moreover, the birth of this lathe can greatly save the time of craftsman training.

The boss said that this lathe can complete a lot of fine metal processing, and in the future all we need to do is let the craftsmen master how to use the lathe.

This is like the assembly line in later generations.

Workers do not need to be proficient in the entire production process, they only need to be familiar with the procedures in their own processing link.

Of course, with the current industrial level, it is not possible to form even the most basic assembly line, but we can still prepare in advance to train the first batch of machining craftsmen.

"My boss."

"The boss is here."

At first, everyone focused their attention on the lathe, so Chen Changfan was not noticed until he approached.

"Are you making the musket barrel? Keep going and leave me alone."

Chen Changfan only needed to take a glance to see their current process. After all, the drawings of the musket and the hand-cranked lathe were all drawn by him.

The craftsmen once again focused their attention on the lathe, but their expressions became more serious.

After all, my boss is watching from behind, so I can't lose my skills at this time.

The craftsman once again used the clamp to clamp the iron rod, and this time replaced it with a tool with a somewhat strange shape.

The knife is slender and has an overall spiral shape.

The knife is fixed on the rotating shaft, and the tip has a beautiful rainbow-like metallic luster, which is the unique luster of hardened steel.

When the wrench is turned, the tool rotates rapidly, and correspondingly, the iron rod that has just been turned is as steady as a rock.

A craftsman carefully shook the joystick, aligning the center of the tool with the center of the iron rod little by little.

Then he turned the wrench, and the tool began to slowly cut into the iron rod, and strands of iron chips fell like shavings.

Tool setting and tool feeding are processes where errors are extremely likely to occur, resulting in damage to the tool, workpiece, and even the lathe.

Although it was the first time for the craftsmen to operate the machine, they did not make any mistakes at all, which made everyone sweat.