Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

The fish is good, so what's wrong with the pancakes dipped in fish soup?

Besides, Gu Siwei's family is not short of oil, let alone various seasonings. Gu Siwei doesn't think there is any reason why she makes the fish taste unpalatable. If she makes fish that is not edible, it must be because she has no intention. Otherwise, people would be so stupid.

Obviously Hu Yanqiu is not stupid.

"tasty!"

After Gu Siwei took a few bites, he gave Hu Yanqiu some solid compliments.

Hu Yanqiu was very happy and continued to serve Gu Siwei food: "If you like it, eat more."

Hu Yanqiu looked as if he had accomplished something great. The smile on his face had not stopped since the first time Gu Siwei praised him. He kept picking up food for Gu Siwei, and he didn't even eat a few chopsticks.

Sicui next to her didn't notice at all at the moment, but the girl didn't care either. She rolled her eyelids and ate the food in the bowl by herself. After eating, she went to the pot to put it in without anyone else's attention.

The three of them finished their meal quickly and tidied up. Gu Siwei originally wanted to do the dishes, but Hu Yanqiu and Sicui directly grabbed them.

Seeing how enthusiastic the two of them were, Gu Siwei firstly felt lazy and was too embarrassed to take advantage of him, and thirdly, he just went with the flow and simply quit.

Carrying out the bamboo deck chair, Gu Siwei made himself another pot of tea and put it at hand. He lay happily and took a sip of tea and a sip of the starry sky. He lived his little life like a wealthy landlord.

After Hu Yanqiu and Sicui finished their work, they each moved chairs over and placed them next to Gu Siwei, one on the left and one on the right. The two chatted for a few words at first, but within ten minutes, there was no sound.

Gu Siwei was about to talk to the two of them, but found that there was no sound. He turned around and found that both of them had fallen asleep.

After smiling, Gu Siwei got up, took out two sheets, and covered the two of them while he continued to sip tea and look up at the stars.

It was almost nine o'clock when Gu Siwei took Sicui back to the house.

When he came back, he reached out and pushed Hu Yanqiu, and found that this man was also sleeping very soundly, motionless, and snoring hard.

Gu Siwei didn't think much. He directly picked up Hu Yanqiu and held him in his arms. He went into the house and put him on Sicui's bed. Then he put down the mosquito net and drove away the mosquitoes in the net before putting it down.

In fact, there are no mosquitoes in the house. It’s not that Gu Siwei’s space is effective, but that the wood used by Gu Siwei to build the house has a special smell, which is fragrant to people, but to some small animals and insects, this smell is But it is quite fatal.

The effect is similar to that of the camphor tree outside.

Of course, occasionally there are one or two that are not afraid of death, and there is nothing you can do about it except to be bitten by them and suck the blood.

After walking out of the house, Gu Siwei gently closed the door, returned to his room and went to bed to prepare for bed, but as soon as he lay down on the bed, he found that he had a little insomnia.

Unable to fall asleep for no reason, Gu Siwei tossed and turned on the bed like he was sticking sesame cakes.

After rummaging for about ten minutes, Gu Siwei simply got up, put on his clothes shirtless, and walked out of the house.

When we arrived next to the small house, Da Mao was sleeping. When he saw Gu Siwei coming over, he just raised his head and grunted, and then continued to snore.

Gu Siwei went over and touched it lightly, then laughed and cursed twice.

Youni was also there. When he saw Gu Siwei coming towards him, Youni had already stood up, wagging his tail and welcoming his master.

Gu Siwei knelt down and scratched Youni's forehead with his hand, and praised Youni.

Getting up and walking towards the storage hole, Gu Siwei didn't know why he remembered to go there. An idea popped up in his mind and he went there. It was as simple as that.

Seeing that Gu Siwei was about to go out, Youni followed him, running wildly in front of and behind Gu Siwei. The little guy didn't bark, but only bit the flowers and plants next to him from time to time, or looked back at the owner who was lagging behind, waiting. Gu Siwei caught up.

After entering the storage cave, Gu Siwei didn't stay for three seconds and came out again. Why? Because it was so cold in the cave, I felt goosebumps as soon as I entered.

There is nothing in the storage cave now. It is empty except for a few large vats. Originally there was wine brewed by some monkeys, but Gu Siwei is not interested in this stuff, and it is not delicious. Monkeys are not good at brewing wine. It is conceivable that Tao Yisheng is a treasure.

Now that Houerjiu has been cleared out by Gu Siwei, this place has become Gu Siwei's pickle base, but it hasn't opened yet because of Shaocai and Gu Siwei doesn't want to pickle it at this time.

Turning around and entering the space, Gu Siwei felt that the space felt good. He felt sleepy and simply slept in the space. When he opened his eyes again and came out, he found that time did not seem to have passed long.

There was really nothing to do, so Gu Siwei simply installed the thresher, picked up the rice and started to thresh it.

This thing was so primitive and very labor-intensive that Gu Siwei’s hands were sore after working on it for a while.

As a person who loves to think, Gu Siwei began to think about this wooden thresher. This thing is not high-tech, not even technology. For Gu Siwei, he has been playing with this for almost ten years. For someone who has used machines for five years, the principle is shockingly simple.

After understanding the machine, Gu Siwei thought about how to improve it. The rotating shaft turned out to be a wooden hard grinder. Gu Siwei felt that installing bearings would definitely be several times more efficient than the current one, saving at least 30 to 40% of the effort.

There are also threshing rollers and earing thorns bent from iron nails. Obviously, the contact area is not large enough, because each earing thorn is just a piece, not a body. In this case, the force hitting the ear is actually not large enough. big.

It would obviously be better if the spikes were made into a body shape, such as a pyramid shape, a triangle shape, or even a petal shape.

There are also some transmission devices. It is impossible to say whether they are present in this machine now. It is just a pedal, which is quite primitive and does not save effort at all.

As soon as he thought about it, Gu Siwei suffered from an occupational disease. When he regained his energy, he started to find a pen, light an oil lamp, draw and write.

While waiting to hear the first crow of the rooster, Gu Siwei stretched and looked at the design draft in front of him with satisfaction. Although there were still some areas that needed to be considered, the general shape was ready.

In order to save costs, wood is naturally used where wood should be used, but the shaft and main frame inside must be made of metal.

While Gu Siwei was admiring his work, Hu Yanqiu opened the door.

"When did you get up?"

Hu Yanqiu saw a light in the study, so she came over to take a look. She was curious about who was here early in the morning, and saw Gu Siwei looking at the paper in his hand.

Hu Yanqiu came over, stretched out his head and looked at the paper in Gu Siwei's hand, and immediately felt that this man was really talented. Growing up in this era, she had never seen hand-drawn design drawings. She just felt that the machines in the drawings seemed to jump out of the paper. People like herself who didn't understand could roughly understand it.

"Your painting is really good," Hu Yanqiu praised.

Gu Siwei smiled and said: "If you don't paint well, you can't do it. In the past, the master would beat me."

Poof!

Hu Yanqiu was delighted: "Were all the good paintings of Qingqingzhi made by the master?"

"That's not true, otherwise who would draw this thing?"

When Gu Siwei was studying, it was all about electronic drawing, such as CAD\\SOLIDWORKS and the like. Hand-drawing is usually learned everywhere, but the good thing is that as soon as a beautiful hand-drawn drawing is put out, the price jumps several levels instantly.

"I really want to meet your master. I don't know what kind of person can teach you such a strange person." Hu Yanqiu actually had a little bit of magic in his heart and wanted to meet the master Gu Siwei mentioned.

When Gu Siwei was mentioned like this by her, the master's voice and smile appeared in his mind. He actually missed the old man a little, missed his step-by-step teaching of his techniques, and thought about how fiercely he scolded him. Gu Siwei had several times I don’t even want to learn anymore. But later, after graduating from the apprenticeship, Gu Siwei realized as he grew up that the more harsh his master scolded him, the more he would be able to get along like a fish in water. Without this skill, he, a high school student, would either be working at the construction site or running takeaways.

Although there is no shame in making money by one's own ability, the hardships of life are different. Sitting in an office and working with the air conditioner is not the same as being exposed to the wind and sun.

"You will never see me again, and I will never see you again," Gu Siwei said a little melancholy.

Hu Yanqiu thought that Gu Siwei's master had passed away, so he comforted Gu Siwei: "It's okay. Your master will be very happy if he knows that you are like this. My brother's master always praises you when he talks about you." .

Ha ha!

Gu Siwei became happy.

"This looks like a threshing machine."

After Hu Yanqiu laughed twice, he looked at the drawing again and recognized what this guy was.

Gu Siwei said: "Yes!"

"It's so beautiful," Hu Yanqiu said.

It can be said that the machines produced in China today are the same as those of the old masters. They are all silly, big, black and thick. How could Gu Siwei be able to draw this thing? After all, decades of vision have been laid out in his mind. How can he draw a silly, big, black and thick thing? Come on, that master Gu Siwei has to wipe his own neck.

Gu Siweihua's threshing machine is now streamlined, at least several grades higher in appearance than the machines currently on the market.

As for whether it was easy to make, Gu Siwei almost made it by hand, and he didn't plan to make more, so these things were not within his consideration.

"Brother, brother, you should go pick someone up, otherwise the sun will come out."

Sicui came over at this time, and the little girl interrupted the chat between Gu Siwei and Gu Siwei, and went directly to the topic, urging her brother to go to the village to pick up people.

Gu Siwei stood up immediately after hearing this, packed up the things on the table, and went out.

When we arrived at the village, it was still dark, but everyone was waiting on the shore. When they saw Gu Siwei coming, they said hello and got on the boat directly.

When we arrived at Liu Guo's dock, we picked up the people and arrived at Gu Siwei's home smoothly.

Just like that, the busy day started again.