The reason why the speed of making mashed potatoes is very slow is because there is a shortage of manpower in the Times community, and all of them are handmade, and the manpower cannot meet the market demand, nor can it catch up with the speed of potato growth, which is also very nerve-wracking.

But Tan Shi has already taken action, but the Chutian community is a little resistant to being ruled by Tan Shi, so it is estimated that Tan Shi will make a move today and tomorrow to bleed the person who took the lead in making trouble.

"It's okay, the most wasted time now is to prune the crops that grow in a mess, and we can make a few robots to cut the crops that have not been tested, and we can free up a group of labor."

Qing Xiran said very casually, took a sip of tea, and persuaded Luobei,

"The people in the base of the times, we would rather lack than abuse, we now want to clear people, not because of lack of manpower, just make a big move outside, and put all cats and dogs here, that's not good."

Luo Bei, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, shook his hand, looked at Qing Xiran a little funny, and saw that her face was normal, that is, Luo Bei himself heard it wrong.

He just misheard Qing Xiran say that he wanted to make a few robots to cut crops, hahaha, is he getting older, and his ears are ringing?

Then, Luo Bei, who didn't take this misheard thing as a thing, talked to Qing Xiran about a few small things in the era base, drank a cup of tea, got up to say goodbye, went out to find the captain of Wenxuan's side for a meeting, and began to talk to everyone door to door.

On the surface, they are conducting grassroots research and want to know what the low-level residents in the base of the times need, but in fact, in the process of talking to everyone, they will divide which people have a slight sense of superiority and will be dragged to the propaganda team to educate and educate them.

Which people have a sense of superiority, feel that they should be first-class residents, step on everyone in the Times Base, and are not satisfied with the Times Base here and there.

Which people are really down-to-earth, cherishing the current stable days wholeheartedly, following the direction of Qing Xiran, and engaging in construction with one mind.

It was when such a bottom-up operation was secretly carried out that Qing Xiran waited for Su Jue to come to the door with the list, and it seemed that she could draw a circuit diagram at her fingertips, and it took a few days to make an extremely rough robot by herself to help her cut sisal leaves.

She didn't say it casually, but she had calculated from a long time ago that the Times Base would be understaffed.

Therefore, the material for making the robot is the pile of iron sheets and wires that she asked Luo Nan to find for her before.

When the robot walked downstairs from the study on the second floor with a pair of gardening scissors, Wen Jing was stunned, and she was so frightened that the plates in her hands fell to the ground.

Qing Yi took her two little soldiers one by one, excitedly followed behind the robot with a "clang, clang, clang", touched this place, looked at that place, and was happy as if she had seen some big treasure.

I didn't see Wen Jing's eyes widen at all, pointing to the robot who was walking towards the door, because he couldn't open the door, so he hit the door with a "bang", and then looked at Qing Xiran, who was walking down from the second floor, and asked tremblingly:

"Creek, Creek...... Yet, this, what is this? ”

"It's called Qing Xiaomei."

Qing Xiran frowned with a pale face, came down from upstairs, and showed Wen Jing the scars on her hands, and there was another place where she was accidentally scratched by the iron sheet around her eye socket when she had just repaired Qing Xiaomei's eyes, and she was dripping blood.

Wen Jing hurriedly turned her head to find the medicine box and bandaged Qing Xiran to stop the bleeding.

At this time, Qing Xiaomei's two bulb-like eyes, when she heard her name, lit up, and instead of knocking on the door, she stood in place and said mechanically:

[Qing Xiaomei is here]

"Oh, can you sing?"

Qing Yi raised his head one by one and looked at the very rough little sister Qing, and asked excitedly:

"Sing me a song, little sister."

The little sister Qing, who looked very ugly, twisted her neck with a "click", as if it was difficult to understand Qing Yiyi's instructions, and then "poof", smoke came out of her head, and she burned herself to a short circuit.

"One by one, Xiao Mei Qing can only cut plants."

Qing Xiran sighed, she was disgusted with her hands-on ability, because her hands-on ability was very poor, so the robot was very rough, and after tossing in the study for a few days, her hands were all wounded by iron pieces.

If it weren't for these injuries, she felt that she could still make a more delicate and functional robot.

Now this rough robot also cuts sisal leaves, waters the vegetables and fruits in the yard, and by the way, cuts off all the ripe fruits and tramples them with their feet.

Because Qing Xiran's hands-on ability is really good, this robot can't receive too many instructions at all, such as asking it to sing and dance, etc., these overly complex instructions can make it short circuit at every turn.

So Qing Xiran was quite dissatisfied with the rough robot she made, named Qing Xiaomei.

Qing Yi was a little disappointed, looked at his mother's fingers again, ran over, his little face was full of distress, saved his mother's waist, and cried:

"Mom, why are you hurt? I'm sorry Mom, I patronized Little Sister Qing just now, and I didn't care enough about you, Mom, do you hurt? Can you blow them one by one? ”

After asking a bunch of words, Qing Yi didn't wait for Qing Xiran to answer, and immediately padd his feet and blew vigorously on Qing Xiran's scarred fingers.

Seeing that Qing Yiyi was so cute, and her heart hurt her hard, Qing Xiran was like a machine, and her cold and hard heart became more and more emotionless, and instantly softened, she bent over, kissed Qing Yiyi's forehead, and smiled softly:

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you for my good Yiyi, Yiyi is really good."

Wen Jing, who hurriedly took the medicine box on the side, saw such a gentle and heartwarming interaction between Qing Xiran and Qing Yiyi, and her heart was relieved, she didn't know why, and she was a little afraid to know how high Qing Xiran's IQ could be.

She always felt that Qing Xiran could make something like a robot, which was a bit against the sky.

But now seeing the usual gentleness on Qing Xiran's face, Wen Jing feels that this is good, as long as Qing Xiran has tenderness in her heart, she will not do anything against humanity.

People who are too highly intelligent are actually easy to teach people to be afraid, because all the people who are stupider than her are ants in front of her.

You can trample on ants at any time.

So for people who are not so smart, people with high IQs, it will give them a sense of deterrence.

But Wen Jing knows that a person with a high IQ and a gentle heart like Qing Xiran has a bottom line, which can be seen from her firm opposition to human experiments.