Mei Changkong rolled out two hundred meters away at this time, the iron ring was resisted, and after the goods came down from above, he shook his head, and ran in a straight line in front of the hawker, "Uncle Shi, what's the use of this thing?" ”

The peddler looked at him incredulously, I was a good girl, a natural pilot, I didn't get dizzy when I rolled like this, and I could run in front of myself, I was really as talented as Chang Yu, but the position was different.

Uh, thinking too much, the hawker shook his head, "It's useless, it's a test of people's balance, the plane is not like a hot air balloon, the plane can roll and turn in circles in the sky, so the first choice for pilots who need people to roll in this hoop and stay awake"

Mei Changkong nodded, "Oh", and then suddenly remembered something: "Uncle Shi, do you think I have good balance?" ”

Although he didn't want to admit it, the hawker still nodded, there is no way that this thing has anything to do with people's physical fitness, a small body like himself is destined not to be able to be a small bunting in the Spring Festival Gala.

Mei Changkong, who was excited, immediately grabbed a few people and put them in the iron ring to play with people in turn. Meat bowling went, don't you say, such a roll did find that some people are not good-quality, just two of the five people just rolled out after only two laps, lying on the ground as if drunk, and foaming at the mouth from time to time.

Mei Changkong who watched it was distressed, don't want it, this is the best person to play hot air balloons at present, and now it seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to play airplanes.

Leave a USB flash drive with the airplane teaching video for Mei Changkong, anyway, there is a projection on Ying Yangwei's side, Mei Changkong also knows how to play, so let them explore it themselves, and the hawker solemnly warned Mei Changkong before leaving, and he must not go to the sky without full certainty.

Mei Changkong didn't want to joke with his life, and repeatedly promised that he would never joke, so the peddler went back to the Zongsheng Palace with a hundred worries to find Wang and Liang.

"With Liang, how is the steam engine you and Zichen studied?"

Wang and Liang handed over the task of recruiting workers to Su Ming, walked to the side with the vendor, and rubbed their hands embarrassedly, "Uncle Shi, the steam engine thing is indeed a bit difficult, and now we have just made a model, and it is the kind of thing that leaks everywhere."

The peddler patted him on the shoulder, it seems that he was too optimistic before, technology is really not achieved overnight, and it is all to blame for those unreliable crossing novels, saying that three years to run a train, five years to launch a riveting and steaming steel, now it seems to be a complete bragging.

"Forget it, bring your people with you, I'll give you a ready-made one directly"

Wang and Liang's eyes instantly popped out of their eyes, "Really? ”

"Can I lie to you to get the money?"

Wang and Liang smiled, "Uncle Shi, wait a minute, hey, I signed up for the Ministry of Industry just now, take my own form, go to the Ministry of Industry to find me, Zichen, you come here, let's go back with Uncle Shi"

To the Ministry of Industry, this side has changed greatly, because the old building form has not been able to keep up with the rapid development, the original gate still retains the majesty of the Ministry of Industry, but in the wall next to it was smashed out of a ten-meter-wide gap, two holes in the iron gate with wheels indicate that this is now the normal place to enter.

When the national teacher's car came, the guards at the door saluted, and the hawker pressed the horn in response, and drove the car directly through the office area to the back shed.

From afar, you can hear the screams of the machines, the grinding wheels grinding, and from time to time in the yard, apprentices in overalls carry iron rods or steel plates to the shed, and some people push carts to pull out the iron filings.

As soon as the hawker got out of the car, he was smoked by the heat wave, "Oh, are you guys quite lively?"

A lazy worker at the door saw the hawker and his party, and hurriedly went in and called Lao Qian to go, "Master Qian, the national teacher is here"

Master Qian, who was driving an axle, leaned sideways, "What do you say?" ”

"I said, the national teacher is here"

The little worker almost shouted, and the master Qian handed over the work in his hand to the apprentice who was standing beside him and was eager to try, wiped his hands on the apron and came out to greet the vendor, "Oh, why are you here, go to the front office and rest for a while"

The vendor waved his hand, "No need, I just want to see the specific production situation, and I said Boss Qian, so you can say that you are also a knight, why do you still do it yourself"

Qian Dajiang hid and said, "What kind of title is not a title, old man, I have been dealing with this iron guy all my life, I can't be idle, this is not a batch of work with high requirements, I am afraid that the apprentices will waste materials, so I started by myself, forget it, don't talk about this, uncle, please"

Su Ming brought the newly recruited people to the front office, helped these people report the way, and then turned back to follow the hawkers to inspect the workshop.

The current workshop is no longer the simple shed built with large timber, but has been replaced by a large workshop with a steel beam structure converted from an abandoned factory demolished by a hawker.

Of course, the workshop is quite large, and the machines inside are much smaller, most of them are lathes with a processing length of about one meter and a half and ordinary turret milling plus some hydraulic presses.

The reason why it is so simple is because of the lack of electricity, only a dozen or so small generators to supply power to the machines in the workshop, if the lighting Chang'an plan is successful, it can add some big guys, and the other reason is that these small machines are still short of operators, and the big ones can't be played.

After entering the workshop, except for some apprentices who had time to salute the hawker, the other masters were attentive to the machine, and Master Qian was embarrassed to explain to the vendor, "Uncle, don't mind, this thing is a bit dangerous, everyone dare not be careful"

"Well, it's okay, safety first, by the way, we haven't had an accident, right?"

The hawker asked, Wang and Liang and Qian Dajiang's faces were ugly, or Wang and Liang were close to the hawker and told the truth: "Last year, I had an accident not long after I was transferred back from the oil field, a worker just washed his hair, and came to work with his hair scattered, and accidentally his hair was entangled in the chuck, and the whole scalp was torn off at once, and a lot of blood was shed at that time, and people also went, and then we strictly required all those who operated the machine to have short hair with sleeves, so there was no similar thing."

Hey, the hawker was also a little depressed, he was afraid that people would shave their heads and cause opposition, so they didn't implement it, but today I saw that everyone who came to work here had a short head and tight cuffs, it seems that this person only shed tears when he saw the coffin!

"Well, pay attention in the future, remember that all disobedient will be dismissed, we would rather not have them, and we can't let the workshop have an accident"

Wang and Liang and Qian Dajiang solemnly assured that there would never be another accident, and the hawker looked at the cautious expressions of the two and suddenly found the feeling of three fat.

Behind the back of the hands in the workshop around, everything is in order, there is nothing to instruct, now this side is also responsible for two things, one is a flintlock pistol and the other is a cannon, the most critical part of these two things is the barrel and the barrel, but the Qian master has been doing it for many years, and the craft is proficient.

After a circle, it was nothing in the eyes of the hawker, so he stopped pretending to be forced, and took the people to the courtyard in front of him, "Come on, pave these two steel rails for me" (to be continued. )