The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

Two days later, Li Yuan came to the mold workshop.

Although Luo Bing was polite on the surface, he looked down on Li Yuan deep down.

A young man who stole an invention from nowhere and took it for himself is a minister of Xin Jin.

Luo Bing secretly cursed and harbored a lot of jealousy.

When he saw Li Yuan, he smiled sincerely, as if there was no age difference between the two.

"Technician Li, we are now encountering a problem, that is, the mold we made cannot meet the required line curvature on the drawing.

It's okay if it's just a short section, but the entire handle to the faucet cannot be guaranteed to be on the same level.

So, you either have to modify the drawings and only chamfer the edges; or you have to seek help from a senior fitter."

The main purpose of finding Lu Xingyu was to get Li Yuan to modify the drawings.

If he was looking for a senior fitter, he would have already found one.

From the drawings, the streamlined shape of the universal long-handle wrench looks very nice, but with the current processing accuracy, even an advanced fitter may not be able to achieve it perfectly.

A simple chamfer can be achieved, but if it has to be so fancy, based on his experience, you won't think so.

Today's products are more practical, ergonomic, and aesthetic.

Li Yuan is different. He is targeting the Western market and wants to use some experience of later generations to achieve big sales of his products.

Therefore, after Li Yuan listened to his story and looked at his production process, he had no idea of ​​giving up.

He fell into deep thought.

There are N ways to achieve such a curvature in later generations. If a machining center is used, it only takes a few minutes.

However, there are really not many means available now.

At this time, his brain was working rapidly, constantly denying the plan he thought of.

Because there is no solution that can be achieved with current means.

One afternoon, he kept writing and drawing.

He stayed in the mold workshop until everyone got off work.

"Xiao Li, you're off work. It doesn't matter. If you can't think of it today, you'll have to think about it tomorrow." Luo Bing kindly reminded Li Yuan.

Li Yuan nodded, thanked him, and continued thinking and sketching.

Even if Uncle Song asked him to eat, he would just agree and take no action.

In the end, Uncle Song had no choice but to bring the food to the mold workshop for him and forced him to finish it.

After an unknown amount of time, he stopped sketching, and his mind was filled with all the plans he had designed today.

Pick up the wood, measure the size, use an ink fountain to pull the thread, and use a plane to slowly make a rectangular wooden strip.

He remeasured the dimensions to meet the requirements, and he kept trying.

I want to use the power of my mind to help realize the processing of molds.

Unfortunately, everything backfired, and he didn't find a perfect plan until dawn.

Thinking about it really made his head hurt, so Li Yuan simply went back to sleep.

Until three o'clock in the morning, he was still sleeping deeply.

This was one of the few times that he didn't get up early and didn't practice his skills.

At this time, in Li Yuan's sleep, there were various lines and light spots flickering.

Something called inspiration seemed to be about to appear. He tried hard to catch it, but he missed it every time.

At this time, there were rumors inside the factory that Li Yuan stayed up late to make molds.

Of course, Uncle Song must have let this slip unintentionally.

Lu Xingyu came to the concierge in person and saw Li Yuan who was still sleeping. He turned and left without saying anything.

In the mold workshop, Luo Bing and other casters looked at the various nearly finished molds on the workbench with astonishment in their eyes.

"Let me tell you, Comrade Li has a few brushes!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the small blast furnace standing in front of the foundry.

"Ma Liangcheng, when you tested the fire yesterday, do you think the furnace is completely dry? Is it leaking air?"

"Master, there is no problem. It has been completely dried and no air leakage was found there."

"What's the quality of the coke?"

“Whether it’s grayscale, strength, pores, or fixed carbon ratio, it’s all top-notch, the best coke I’ve ever seen.”

"Okay, how much scrap steel is there?"

"Master, this is enough for half a year."

Luo Bing nodded and looked at the small blast furnace with a look of helplessness.

"The small blast furnace and oxygen converter are too small, and the output will be limited!"

At this time, he recalled his previous conversation with Lu Xingyu.

"The furnace is too small and the output is limited!"

“Until there is no way or benefit, we can only do this.

Once our value is proven, we will have a piece of land at Jiuxianqiao, and we may build a larger factory there."

Thinking of this, Luo Bing rekindled his fighting spirit.

In the last factory, he was just a dispensable person.

Fortunately, his uncle had connections and transferred him to this newly established machinery factory.

This will be the place where his dream will set sail.

Thinking of the few people who came together, he became even more confident.

They are not afraid, he is afraid of a bird.

The worst he could do was continue to work as his third-level worker. With his uncle's abilities, these shouldn't be a big deal.

His eyes turned to the concierge, and through the figures of the two young concierges at the door, he seemed to see the sleeping young man inside.

What he discovered this morning really surprised him.

It's really hard to understand how the little guy did it.

With such difficulty in processing, his master was unable to do anything.

His master was a level 6 fitter at the No. Machine Tool Factory.

Thinking of this, he felt incredible how the little guy learned such advanced carpentry work.

He tried to classify Li Yuan as a carpenter rather than a fitter.

Otherwise, it would be even more unbelievable.

In fact, it was Luo Bing who thought too much, and the reason why Li Yuan could do what he did.

The main reason is that later generations have seen too many processing machines.

In his school, there is a 5-axis machining center.

His classmates often take him to show off on weekends and share with them some imaginative processing videos on the Internet.

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen a lot of pigs, which is somewhat enlightening.

Coupled with his strong muscle control, the assistance of his thoughts, and long hours of carving, the molds he made were comparable to those of an advanced benchworker.

Speaking of which, we have to talk about the fitters of this era.

According to the classification regulations of Grade workers:

Level , , and tools have basic skills and need to complete tasks under guidance.

Level , , and workers are considered very skilled workers and can complete a complete set of tasks independently;

Seventh-level workers must not only be skilled in technology, but also have certain team leadership abilities, understand mathematics, and be able to read drawings.

As for the eighth-level masters, their wages are higher than others, their speech is superior to others, and they can reach a level unimaginable by ordinary people in terms of basic skills. They are stars in the eyes of young workers.

Even so, the eighth-level workers are still learning, working hard, and studying.

That's why later generations praised him: an eighth-level worker, someone who could rub an airplane or an aircraft carrier with his hands.

Therefore, level 6 to 7 is a watershed and a huge breakthrough.

If you follow the description above, Li Yuan's signed skill book says he is a level 4 fitter, but in fact it is closer to a level 5 or worker.