As usual, Li Liang first put a piece of wax paper engraved by himself on the mimeograph machine and began to mimeograph. The most important thing in manual printing is to promote the action of ink glue rolling, and the force point and strength are very important, that is, the strength is appropriate, and it must be stable and uniform. If the glue rolls fast, it is easy to have little force, and the handwriting on the paper will be too shallow, or even printable. Not only the handwriting on the paper will be too deep, but the wax paper is also very easy to be damaged, which directly affects the printing quality.

Manual printing is hard work, dirty and tiring. Li Liang's right hand pushes the sticky ink cartridge over and over again, while his left hand lifts and lowers the printing net again and again, turning the pages of the paper. There were sixty classmates in the class, and he was going to print eighty copies, one for each classmate at that time, and some teachers might still need it, so he printed more, and after printing the eighty copies of the first piece of wax paper, he felt a sore back.

Moreover, ink printing has high requirements for room temperature. Summer printing generally does not have any effect on the ink, but after staying in it for a few hours, Wang Chao and Li Liang were sweating profusely, during which Wang Chao also took Li Liang to print and went to the school to buy two bottles of soda outside the school to relieve the heat.

The printing temperature in winter is too cold to affect the use of ink, so I have to burn the stove in the house to the top of the house, and then print after the room temperature is quickly raised, and the result is that I sweat profusely after each printing.

Speaking of turning the paper, because it has just been printed, the ink on it has not dried, and it is easy to rub the ink onto the clothes every time you turn the paper. Therefore, I usually wear a work coat or an apron when printing. That's why Li Liang went out in the morning and brought two sets of aprons.

If you don't wear an apron, there is a good chance that the ink will rub on the clothes, and the clothes will be ruined and you can't wear them.

What made Li Liang feel most uncomfortable was that he had to count while printing. This old-fashioned hand-ink printing machine did not have any counting device at all, and the number of sheets printed on a piece of wax paper was counted by hand. Therefore, when printing, I don't want anyone to disturb you, lest you count the wrong number.

If you find that you have made a mistake before you replace a piece of wax paper, you have to count the printed paper again, which is lucky. If you don't find it in advance, it will be miserable to find out that the amount of printing is not enough after the wax paper has been replaced. Because the general wax paper is replaced and scrapped, it is difficult to reuse again, if the number of printing is not enough, you can only reprint a wax paper and then reprint.

Li Liang and Wang Chao were busy until the sky darkened before they could finish printing the entire set of memory methods, and used the binding machine in the mimeograph room to bind the memory method, and the two of them relaxed, only to feel as if they were about to fall apart.

"Classmates, have you printed it?" Uncle Peng asked at the door of the mimeograph room, it turned out that the students who participated in the tutoring had all had dinner, and Uncle Peng saw that the two of them had not come out yet, so he came to take a look worriedly.

"Uncle Peng, today's printing is ready, but I still have some volumes to print, and I have to come over to disturb you in the next few days!" Li Liang said.

"It's okay, you can go home as soon as you print it, your family should be worried!" Uncle Peng waved his hand again and again to show that it didn't matter, and said.

Li Liang and Wang Chao folded the printed 80 copies of the memory method, and although the manual printing was very tiring, that is, bitter and boring, they looked at the documents that were neatly printed and bound and exuded a strong ink atmosphere, and the sense of accomplishment in their hearts rose spontaneously.

"Liangzi, I'll take one back to study in advance, okay?" asked Wang Chao.

"No problem, you take it back and study first, if you don't understand anything, come and ask me!" Li Liang said.

When Li Liang got home, his father Li Shuangzhu was drinking wine in the living room, and his mother Wang Xiujuan had finished dinner and was pouring a little leftover rice and vegetable soup into the sunspot's food bowl.

"Son, have you had dinner?" asked Wang Xiujuan when she saw her son enter the door.

"Not yet, Mom!" Li Liang said weakly, he was too tired today.

"Where did you go to play today, no matter how you talk, you look weak!" Wang Xiujuan said distressedly.

"Wang Chao and I went to the school to print some materials, which is what the homeroom teacher Wang Na explained during the last home visit!" Li Liang replied.

"Then come in and sit down, the dishes have been eaten by me, your father, and your sister, I'll fry you two poached eggs!" Wang Xiujuan said.

"Thank you, Mom!"

"This kid, what's polite to your mother!" Wang Xiujuan said with a smile.

Li Meng finished eating, read a book in his room, heard Li Liang's voice coming back, and walked out of the back room.

"Liangzi, tomorrow my sister will rest, I want to go to Wangke to come to the store to have a look, are you free?" Li Meng asked.

As soon as Wangke came to open, Li Shuangzhu and Li Liang had been to the store, Li Meng had not been available to go to work, she would rest tomorrow and make an appointment with Zhang Jia to go over to see, Zhang Jia also worked in the hospital, and was the second sister of Zhang Meng, Chenchen and Junjie.

"My sister has an order, even if you don't have time, you have to take time out!" Li Liang said with a smile.

"Flim tongue!" Li Meng scolded with a smile.

"By the way, sister, if you go over tomorrow, you must eat the new spicy crayfish in the store!" Li Liang said.

"Spicy crayfish, is it delicious?" Li Meng said curiously.

"It's absolutely delicious, and it sells for 3 yuan a bowl in our store!" Li Liang said.

"Is anyone eating such an expensive dish?" Li Shuangzhu drank wine, listened to what Li Liang said, and asked, "I remember that there are not many people in the countryside who love to eat crayfish!"

"Dad, you don't understand this, you don't like it because you haven't found the right way to make this dish. In this way, when my sister and I come back tomorrow, we will bring back a barrel of fried wine for you!" Li Liang said, "When the time comes, I'm afraid that the wine at home will not be enough for you to drink!"

"Okay, okay, then Daddy will be waiting for you tomorrow night!" Li Shuangzhu laughed.

Wang Xiujuan made a noodle soup for Li Liang, with two fried golden poached eggs on it, she took the noodles into the living room and put them on the table: "Son, eat quickly!"

"Great!"

The noodles made by Wang Xiujuan were delicious, and Li Liang was indeed hungry, so he didn't eat much in the school cafeteria at noon, so he ate the noodles in a big gulp.

"Eat slowly, don't choke!" Wang Xiujuan said.

After dinner, Li Liang went to Wang Chao's house to say hello to Wang Chao, telling Wang Chao that he was going to the hotel with his sister tomorrow, and asked him not to wait for him to go to school tomorrow. Wang Chao is also tired today, and after listening to Li Liang's words, he is also very happy, and he can sleep at home tomorrow to rest and recover his vitality.

After taking a shower and returning to his cabin, Li Liang opened the book and read a few pages, but he couldn't see it, and the two eyelids wanted to hang a plumb pendant, and just wanted to close it. He persevered for a while, but finally couldn't stand Zhou Gong's call, and fell asleep on the bed.