Besides, this clip can be used repeatedly, so ..... in the future?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the villagers became hot.

The whole village was divided with pork, and the aroma of pork soon wafted over the forsythia village.

For most villagers, it is impossible to eat a few catties of pork in one go.

They will be careful to cut some of the meat into dices, stir-fry them with salt, and add a little to each meal, and the taste will simply not be good.

More of the meat is salted and preserved, and it is kept for a slow time.

As for the few pork bones in hand, it was a soup with some wild vegetables, and the fragrance alone was enough to make passers-by stop.

Fang Xiaoyue has been eating at the team headquarters for the past few days.

The meat was divided, but the internal organs, intestines, etc. were left in the brigade headquarters.

Accountant Zhao Xiangdong once went to a high-end restaurant in a big city as an apprentice, although he didn't learn much essence, but he is a good hand at stir-frying pig dishes.

Pork intestines are cleaned, filled with salted pig's blood, sliced after cooking, and sprinkled with chopped green onions.

The pig's large intestine and pig's tail are marinated together in a small pot, and after the pot is out of the pot, it is golden and translucent, and the marinated fragrance can make most of the dogs in the village bark continuously around the brigade headquarters.

As for the pork heart, pork belly, etc., it is cut into thin strips and stir-fried with ginger and garlic pickled peppers, and the taste is simply needless to mention.

Fang Xiaoyue, who returned to the grass house, lay on the bed, touching her upright stomach, feeling that Zhang Fugui's obsession was probably half satisfied.

Many times, happiness is not about having more and better things, but about being able to enjoy them once in a scarce time.

Fang Xiaoyue's ground clip is not the only one that plays an effect.

In the next two months, the ground sandwich arranged at the foot of the mountain successively caught a lot of wild boars that came in search of taste.

This made the villagers of Forsythia Village feel happy for quite some time.

However, with the passage of time, the arrival of summer, there are signs of drought in the area of Forsythia Village, and the whole village has to enter the busy season under the leadership of Zhang Daniu, and every morning when you get up, a large group of people carry buckets to the Qingshui River near Forsythia Village, and pick up buckets of precious river water and pour them back into the fields.

Fang Xiaoyue felt the hard work of farming for the first time at this time.

Although with the fusion of body and soul, his strength has reached the peak of his body, and it is like playing with a bucket filled with water of more than sixty catties, but soon his whole body is tanned, and even his shoulders are pressed out of blood.

Every day when he returned to the thatched hut, he didn't have the strength to wash his face, feet, and bathe, so he fell asleep on the bed, so that within a few days, his whole body exuded a strong smell.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the good news to arrive.

In order to support the drought resistance in Materia Medica, the superiors specially allocated a batch of pumps and oil, and the Eighth Brigade was assigned to two!

There is no doubt that this is a good thing when drought meets nectar.

Carrying water by hand alone can only alleviate the drought, and if this situation is maintained until the summer harvest, rice production will be reduced by at least one-third.

For Forsythia Village, such a loss is enormous.

And with a pump, the benefits are too many.

At least the group of educated youths is the happiest.

For them who have just come into contact with farm work, carrying water every day is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing.

For this reason, there are several educated youths who are so tired that they fall to the ground from heat stroke.

With two pumps in place, a steady stream of water from the river is pumped into the ditches and into the fields, nourishing the thirsty rice seedlings.

Some of the mischievous children were still jumping around in the ditch, playing happily in the water, but soon their mother called them back, beating and scolding.

Happy times are always short-lived.

Within a few days, one of the pumps broke down.

Although Zhang Daniu had some headaches, he was not too worried.

After all, if a pump pumps water for 12 hours, it can barely be supplied.

But the quality of the pump didn't seem to be too good, and the next day, just after 10 hours of pumping, it broke down.

Two pumps in a row broke down, which made Zhang Daniu very bad.

This is the time when the rice is in bloom, and if the water supply is not available, the reduction of rice production will be a foregone conclusion.

At first, a few educated youths who knew a little bit volunteered to repair the pump.

In their opinion, the pump may have been used for too long, and the wiring joints inside were burned out.

After all, when they were at home, they had nothing to do with dismantling some radios or something, and the bad ones were all bad in these places.

But when they took the trouble to disassemble the two pumps, they were dumbfounded.

Neither of the two pumps was a so-called wiring problem, but the bearing connecting the blade fan was broken.

This thing is broken, and a few educated youths don't know how to fix it at all, which is completely beyond the scope of their knowledge.

Fang Xiaoyue, who was standing aside and watching the excitement, couldn't help but smile, this is his own good ball area!

The bearing is broken, it's simple, just make one yourself.

In fact, without waiting for Fang Xiaoyue to stand up and recommend himself, Zhang Daniu, who was a little sick and rushed to the doctor, saw him at a glance, and stretched out his hand to pull him out of the crowd: "Fugui, can you fix this thing?" ”

In the eyes of everyone, the captain is not a rush to the doctor.

Can repairing a hoe and sickle be the same as repairing a water pump?

This pump is a high-tech product in the eyes of the villagers!

Isn't it a joke to let Fang Xiaoyue go to repair.

A few villagers who thought they had gone to the city to see the world muttered quietly, mocking Fang Xiaoyue.

This is not surprising, the treatment of ten cents a day like Fang Xiaoyue has long made some villagers dissatisfied.

Now seeing Zhang Daniu asking Fang Xiaoyue, can't he be ridiculed vigorously.

"It should be able to be fixed."

In a modest and cautious manner, Fang Xiaoyue's words were not so full.

Humility makes people progress, and pride makes people lag behind.

But what he didn't expect was that his words immediately made those educated youths dissatisfied.

This is normal, after all, these educated youths were high school students when they were in the city!

High school students are already considered intellectuals in the eyes of most people.

In addition, after they came to Forsythia Village, they always looked down on the villagers of Forsythia Village, feeling that they had no knowledge and culture, and they were old hats.

Now hearing Fang Xiaoyue's words, one of the male intellectuals named Li Honggang sneered: "It should be possible to cultivate?" Do you know what a magnetic field is? Do you know how this pump works? Brag unblushingly. ”

Before Zhang Daniu could maintain it, Fang Xiaoyue smiled: "I don't understand, but it's enough for me to fix the pump, just wait and see, don't delay the time." ”

This sentence made Li Honggang a little speechless.

As soon as Fang Xiaoyue said this, if Li Honggang wanted to entangle with something, in the eyes of everyone, it would interfere with the overall situation of drought fighting.

He knew the gravity.

Therefore, he held his breath and did not continue to speak, but stayed aside, thinking in his heart that if Fang Xiaoyue couldn't repair the pump, what should he say, in short, he couldn't let this little kid have a good time!

Fang Xiaoyue didn't expect that she would inadvertently offend this Li Honggang.

Of course, even if he knew, he didn't care.

Fang Xiaoyue came to a pump.

The pump has been disassembled by those young people, which saves him a lot of trouble.

Picking up a leaf fan bearing, Fang Xiaoyue slid her fingers over it and checked them one by one.

Under the effect of his crafting expertise, he can probe the inside of metal objects at a certain depth, which is only about three or four centimeters.

This range of three or four centimeters is completely sufficient for the bearing of a water pump.

Probably because the pump has been used for too long, cracks have appeared inside the bearings, and the other two bearings have broken a small section.

Fang Xiaoyue asked Zhang Daniu about it and got a regrettable answer.

There are no spare parts for this pump.

In other words, the bearings could not be replaced as he had originally envisioned.

Well, in fact he doesn't count on this.

Carrying the two broken bearings, Fang Xiaoyue returned to the grass hut.

In the absence of spare parts, he was able to give full play to his technical strength.

Throw the bearings and some slightly better rotten iron into the stove, pull the bellows, and calcinate them violently.

After a while, the bearing turned red and soft.

After sandwiching all the rags onto the anvil and swinging the hammer for a while, Fang Xiaoyue threw it into the furnace to continue calcining.

After repeating it dozens of times, the tattered turned into two pieces of fiery iron.

After a violent beating, the iron turned into two bars.

After Fang Xiaoyue constantly beat it with tools, filed and trimmed, it gradually turned into two bearings that were beginning to take shape.

After that, it is thrown into a small barrel and quenched.

As the bearing was thrown in, a flash of fire erupted from the keg.

This is not surprising, this thing is quenched with a little vegetable oil that Zhang Daniu gritted his teeth and took from home.

If quenched with cold water, the bearing steel becomes brittle and completely unsuitable for withstanding the high-speed rotation of the pump.

Of course, there is another process that follows is tempering.

Fang Xiaoyue put the quenched bearings back into the furnace to heat.

The standard practice is to heat to 400 degrees Celsius and then cool naturally.

But he doesn't have a special thermometer in his hand now, so he can only use the effect of his vigilance expertise to observe the color change of the bearing with the naked eye to determine the temperature.

In the end, after Fang Xiaoyue carefully polished it with fine sand, the two silver bearings that looked a little shiny were hotly baked.

The pump was reassembled, and Fang Xiaoyue handed over the power to start the pump to Zhang Daniu.

Although Zhang Daniu was the captain, he became a little nervous under the gaze of the villagers at this time.

He wiped a handful of sweat beads that came out of the nervous and hot weather, grabbed the rope, and then pulled hard, and after several round-trips, the pump roared, and the rapidly rotating leaf fan formed a vacuum negative pressure, pumping up the river water continuously and sending it into the dry fields.

And as the pumps started running, the villagers became elated.