A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Li Changfu put Jiangxia's proposal aside and got up to welcome Li Huaide in.

"Oh dear, Engineer Jiang, I'm so sorry. My subordinate messed up the paperwork, even though I approved 200 yuan for him!"

Li Huaide held up two fingers, his face filled with anguish.

"Who would have thought he would actually destroy your house!"

"I'm truly sorry for the trouble I've caused you by failing to manage my subordinates properly. I have two solutions for you."

Jiang Xia looked depressed whenever the topic of housing came up.

Seeing Jiang Xia's gloomy face, Li Huaide stopped keeping him in suspense.

"First, we can rebuild on the original site. The factory is currently expanding its dormitories, so the bricks and cement are readily available. It just takes some time."

"But time will pass quickly; in two or three months, the brand-new tiled houses will be ready."

Hearing Li Huaide say that, Jiang Xia curled his lip:

Is there a charge?

"Haha, Xiao Jiang, are you kidding? How could I possibly take your money?"

As soon as he said it, Li Huaide realized something was wrong, as if he had forgotten something.

“Deputy Factory Director Li, this house is my private property. You were the one who approved the documents back then. You're building a new house for me using the factory's materials, and you're not even charging me?”

"If they slap a label of embezzling public property on me, my small frame can't handle it!"

After he finished speaking, even Li Changfu frowned.

"Li Huaide, is this really how you think?"

Li Huaide broke out in a cold sweat: "Oh dear, I just casually approved a document and I've completely forgotten about it. Besides, I didn't expect these two, master and apprentice, to be so serious."

After all, given the contributions of these two, master and apprentice, using some bricks and tiles from the factory was no big deal. With proper control over normal "losses" during transportation and construction, they could easily build six rooms, let alone three.

Little did he know that Jiang Xia had no intention of planting in that courtyard house.

Moreover, if we use the factory's materials, who knows what kind of trouble people in that yard will cause when the wind blows? Since it's a quagmire, only a fool would step into it.

Although Li Huaide didn't know what Jiang Xia was thinking, he had many backup plans.

Li Huaide pulled out another map: "Hey, since Engineer Jiang isn't willing to wait, I have another house here."

"Uh, no. It's the steel rolling mill that has it, a small courtyard house."

Following Li Huaide's pointing finger, both master and apprentice looked over.

"This is it! Although it's not a big place, it's quiet. It's perfect for someone like Xiao Jiang who uses his brain a lot!"

Jiang Xia took one look and exclaimed, "Hey, Baishun Hutong? That's a good name. Everything goes smoothly, may all your wishes come true!"

Unexpectedly, his master flicked his forehead.

Let's not mention Jiang Xia, who was clutching her forehead and crying out in pain.

Li Changfu's face darkened: "Li Huaide, you've got a wide range of connections! You can even find houses in the Eight Great Hutongs. Are there any more in Shaanxi Lane?"

"I've never heard of a steel rolling mill's allocation area extending to Dashilan!"

Li Huaide grinned. There really wasn't one in Shaanxi Alley, but there was one in Pitiao Alley.

Well, I forgot that these alleys don't have a good reputation. It seems I'll have to think of something near the Drum Tower.

"Hey, I didn't think this through. I'll go back and think about it some more! Wait a minute, I'll give you a definite answer before I leave work!"

As he spoke, Li Huaide prepared to retreat.

While putting away the map, my eyes inadvertently caught sight of the blueprints that Li Changfu had placed aside.

He couldn't see the rest clearly, but two words pierced his eyes deeply—"Exit"!

After Li Huaide left, Jiang Xia rubbed his head and said, "Master, that alley name is quite nice, and it's a detached house, so why isn't it suitable?"

The old man didn't answer him, but said thoughtfully, "You've grown up, it's time to get married."

Jiang Xia didn't understand how a house could be related to marriage; he simply took the project approval document to his friend.

The drawings were broken down as usual. There's not much to say about the furnace body; it's basically just a large iron frame containing a smaller iron frame.

What was once common plastic is now extremely precious and can only be made from high-quality steel.

Resistance wire is readily available in factories, since it's already in the furnace front machine.

There's no small, high-speed fan, so the motor has to be wound manually, but it's a minor issue. Brushless motors aren't feasible, but brushed rotors can still be hand-rolled.

The fan blades are a bit tricky to make. Whether it's three or five blades, there are specific requirements.

The three-piece design generates a strong wind, but it is not conducive to the circulation of hot air. The five-piece design generates a gentler wind, but the materials and technology required for its processing are two levels more difficult to produce compared to the three-piece design.

Never mind, there are plenty of chefs anyway, I'll just take two of each!

This is perfect for rescuing Master Liu Yongfu. It would be such a waste to use a Level 8 welder to weld pipes.

We can just use a scanner to see which one works best.

The technical team first admired Jiang Xia's watch by holding it up to his wrist, and then severely criticized Jiang Xia's extravagant spending.

But Jiang Xia said that the furnace would be presented directly to him for review.

One by one, they were full of energy and dispersed to various workshops without Jiang Xia's prompting.

Jiang Xia was left alone in the office to continue pondering.

With all the components in place, only the temperature control device and the timer device remained.

The timing device is easy to handle; you can just modify a three-jaw caliper set. Temperature control is a bit more complicated. I wonder if China has such a product now?

After all, this air fryer was modified by Jiang Xia based on his memories from later generations, not based on blueprints provided by the system.

Why don't we just remove the temperature control altogether?

Should we directly apply a resistor and control the temperature of the resistance wire to 200 degrees Celsius?

Anyway, the secret to using an air fryer in later generations is simply: "When in doubt, go for 200 degrees!"

Hey, that works!

After some modifications, only the high-speed fan on the scanner's interface was flashing red, while the rest was all green.

Ignore the fan; as long as it circulates the hot air, it's fine. Scanners always have high requirements; even if you put a turbofan impeller on it, it'll probably still just flash red.

Rounding off, isn't that considered acceptable?

It's a first-generation product, after all; as long as it's cooked through, that's fine. Anyway, the Russians, oh no, Big Brother, at most use it for baking fries and chicken legs.

Outside of China, it's a food wasteland!

Jiang Xia said it, and no rebuttal is allowed!

Next, we just wait for the fryer to finish cooking.

Oh, and I should also ask Nan Yi to make some secret seasonings to go with it.

Imagine the frenzy of Russians buying up the currency; wouldn't Union Dollars just fall in like snowflakes?

With Alliance Coins, we can do the big things that are coming next!

Jiang Xia pulled out something extraordinary. Want to know?

I'm not telling you!

I'm not telling you!

Just as Jiang Xia was lost in thought, Yang Youning barged in.

"You little brat, you've wasted so much effort on such a broken pot!"

"Do you believe that before your Grandpa Yang hangs me on the roof beam, I'll hang you up first?"