Courtyard light

Chapter 82

"Liu Hai can just play, don't do these things, you don't know how many colleagues are staring at Liu Hai, hoping to have an excuse to transfer people away." The factory manager said in a low voice.

When Section Chief Hou heard this, he asked in disbelief: "Isn't it possible?"

"What's impossible? Take this thing as an example. Report it to the police. It says that a new coal plant will be built, or that Comrade Liu Hai will be transferred to a government agency? What should I do?"

"Not alert at all."

"Tomorrow, you can explain it to Liu Hai."

"Okay, director."

Liu Hai returned to the courtyard and sighed in his heart. This kind of thing has been expected for a long time. In his previous life, Liu Hai listened to people chatting. Doing ideological work, there are still many people who do not accept briquettes.

But Liu Hai had a way to deal with it, but the factory director's attitude was a bit strange today, which made Liu Hai unsure.

Looking at the corn seedlings in the flower bed under the window, they are already about ten centimeters high, and the ones coming out of the space grow better and are thicker.

The sweet potato vines were also growing bright green, and Liu Hai was wondering if he should build a guardrail or something to avoid being stolen.

Soak the burned coal ash in water, and then pour them together in the flower bed, which not only kills insects, but also supplements fertilizer.

The second uncle came to teach bangs skills after dinner. Looking at the half-screen drawing of Liu Hai's drawing, he asked, "Xiao Hai, did you draw this?"

"Second uncle, yes, I used measuring tools to measure and then draw it." Liu Hai replied while polishing his technique.

"Okay..." The second uncle looked at the parts and units drawn by Liu Hai, and the drawings were quite neat.

Liu Hai rarely drew pictures by hand in his life, so he was definitely not used to it at first. In his previous life, he only drew pictures by computer.

The second uncle taught for an hour, and then left. Liu Hai continued to draw, first finished drawing all the used engine parts, and then began to design a new engine.

The question is that it is a copycat, what's the matter?Not all pistons, cylinder liners, carburetors.

When he went to work the next day, Section Chief Hou called Liu Hai into the office and whispered the reason.

"Brother Hou, we have so many coal stoves in Kyoto. If one coal stove saves one kilogram, how many kilograms will be saved in Kyoto?" Liu Hai still remembers that tens of thousands of tons of coal were saved in the first year of large-scale promotion.

Chief Hou was also moved, because the briquettes that were turned off after get off work yesterday were still there this morning, and the fire will be lit every day in the future, and it is convenient to change the briquettes, and there is no ashes.

"I understand the attitude of the factory director. I don't want to be famous either. I'm still young, but we can start from ourselves and work from the bottom up..." Liu Hai elaborated on his thoughts.

When Section Chief Hou heard this, he slapped the table: "We party members should save money, and we should start from ourselves."

"Section Chief, give the order."

"it is good."

The people in the maintenance department got busy. The stove directly used molds to make pig iron stoves. The maintenance department had everything, and Section Chief Hou went to the foundry workshop to collect wool.

When everyone saw Liu Hai, they all thanked Liu Hai: "Officer Liu, thank you for your wild pork."

"Director Liu, take whatever you want."

"Yes."

These people had a meal of wild boar meat last Saturday, and they greeted Liu Hai one after another. Many people even took the wild boar meat home and cooked it with other dishes for their families.

When the factory director found out, he turned a blind eye, as long as he was not allowed to report it to the superiors.

The promotion task is a few people from the maintenance department. These people spend their own money to buy scrap iron from the material recycling station and give some processing fees to the maintenance department.

This is also Liu Hai's suggestion, to take the processing route of supplied materials.

In the afternoon, five poured briquette stoves were completed. There are two models, one for burning three and one for burning nine. The size of the briquettes is the same. In the future, there will be 12 and 16 briquettes for commercial use.

After a busy day, several people from the maintenance department took their own briquette stove home in the afternoon.

Liu Hai brought thirty honeycomb briquettes and a stove, which Section Chief Hou brought with him on a tricycle inside the factory in the afternoon.

Inside Li Dali's house, Li Dali's old lady looked at the briquette stove and asked suspiciously: "You don't have any smoke, can it be useful?"

"Mother, don't worry, keep burning this, it will save you [-]% a year." Li Dali has tested it himself, so of course he knows the result.

"Twenty percent? Really?"

"Mother, wait until it burns, you don't need so much firewood with this."

"I'll let you toss about it, if it doesn't work, send it back to me." Li Dali's wife still didn't believe it.

"of course."

Once the briquettes started burning, the firepower was concentrated, and soon a pot of water was boiled. Li Dali's mother looked at the red briquettes and believed it.

In the evening, Li Dali said while changing the briquettes: "Mother, did you see that, this is just replaced, and it doesn't shake dust."

The briquette stove has an iron hook, so you have to shake the ashes hard and get them everywhere.

"Just burn it at night?"

"You can put a jug of water."

"You won't burn the kettle, will you?"

"No, there is still hot water in the morning."

Mrs. Li Dali got up and checked twice in the evening. There was no problem with the kettle.

"Tsk, tsk, you, Mr. Liu, have done a good thing." The next morning, Mrs. Li Dali looked at the water in the kettle. It was indeed hot. She opened the damper below and replaced the briquettes. The fire soon started. Woke up.

"That is, he is tutored by a university teacher, and I am learning English with him now."

At this time, someone outside shouted: "Li Dali, let's go."

"Mom, remember, when you're not cooking, keep your eyes open." Li Dali said when he heard Liu Hai calling him.

"Yeah." Li Dali's mother nodded.

Mrs. Li Dali was also at work, and she was thinking about the briquette stove. When she got off work in the afternoon, she saw that there was still a fire. There was a lot less water in the teapot, but it was still hot. Mrs. Li Dali changed it to a briquette stove and opened the air door.

"It will be better in the winter." When I used to burn briquettes in the stove, I used pulverized coal mixed with soil to press the fire in the winter. If it was not good, it would be extinguished the next morning. Otherwise, it would be burned out and the teapot would be burned. Damn, this briquette looks very good for the time being.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Dali's neighbor looked at the briquettes Li Dali's wife took out to burn. The shape was too strange.

"This is briquettes. Let me tell you, this thing is great. You can have hot water at any time. You don't have to light a fire every day." Mrs. Li Dali promoted it hard.

The neighbors were dubious, and waited to see. People came back one after another, and then the whole yard was burning briquettes, lighting firewood, and then putting briquettes.

As soon as the fire was lit, Li Dali's family was already calling for dinner, and the neighbors were talking about it.

"Brother, what is this?" Xu Damao asked curiously, looking at the burnt briquettes in the flower bed at the entrance of Liu Hai.

"This is briquette. It's a good thing."

"Really?" Xu Damao came up to take a closer look. Everyone in the courtyard was lighting a fire at this time, so it was winter in Kyoto. Although it was not as exaggerated as in London, with the addition of sandstorms, the environment was still very harsh.

"Brother, give us one." Xu Damao heard about the benefits of briquettes, so he immediately expressed that he wanted one. Of course, it was mainly for the sake of his bangs.

"Brother Xu, I'm sorry, our factory doesn't sell them. You can buy some scrap iron and I'll process one for you."

"Row."

(End of this chapter)