Almighty Manor

"Chairman, do we still have a metal processing center?" Li Mingzhe asked curiously as Xiao Wei left with his old daughter.

"Oh, yes ..."

Xinzhuang said not far.

"Few machining centers capable of processing ball hobs are rare, aren't our all-round manor farms?" Li Mingzhe explored the tone.

Xinzhuang blinked: "Yeah, our main business is farming, metal processing, small workshops, small workshops."

A small workshop that can process ball hobs?

Outfit, you pretend!

明 Li Mingzhe said, pretending to force my old lady to cross the road will not help, I will serve you!

Uh ...

Wu Banglong's father and daughter returned to the manor and entered the artisan shop next to the kitchen.

It was originally a utility room. After the upgrade, it added a steam forging hammer and a gimbal anvil to become a craftsman's shop.

I said that this is a small workshop, and it's a little bit elevated.

多个 More than forty square meters, the garage shutter door has a gimbal anvil that is not much larger than an ironing board. Next to it is a mechanically driven hammer, a steam forged hammer.

"Luoluo, you remove all our old parts." Old Banglong told his daughter.

Luo Luoluo climbed to the mechanical giant dog that stopped at the door, opened the back door, and threw a pile of messy parts.

Rusty, huge gears close to one meter in diameter, nuts that can drill into the head, screws longer than the arms, tire-sized pads ...

Jain Sunlia also knows about space. This mechanical giant is actually more capable than the appearance.

He lost a lot of parts at the door of the craftsman shop, and Luoluo saw the huge hob next to him, and immediately happily lay on his feet and stung again.

"Don't eat too much, be careful of toothache!" Old Bang told her, and then he got himself alive.

A giant gear with a diameter of one meter was placed on the gimbal anvil. Then, the old bang turned the handle near the gimbal anvil, and the gimbal anvil slowly raised. At the same time, the Gears are also slowly shrinking.

The Jinyuntai Anvil is also the invention of the Nasirians, and it uses the power of space.

Strictly speaking, the pan / tilt anvil is not just an anvil. It is to trap the fissures in space in a peculiar metal called "yunjin".

High and low, big and small, are corresponding in terms of laws.

Increase = decrease, decrease = enlarge.

Jainsonians use this method to complete ultra-high precision machining.

Wait until it is adjusted to the proper size, and the steam forging hammer from the top is knocked down.

With a sound of 嘭 "嘭", the kinetic energy of the forging hammer poured into the parts that have been reduced by many times, and turned into internal energy.

"Squeak", the parts are instantly red!

The blacksmith who smashed the earth relied on high temperature, but that blacksmith's blacksmith didn't need high temperature, they only needed to swing the hammer.

Converting the kinetic energy of the hammer into the proper internal energy is the basic skill of an excellent Nasunya blacksmith.

How much force can make the parts red, how much force can melt the parts, how much force can enter the semi-melted state, for them, just like eating and drinking, is engraved in the gene.

He knocked down with a hammer, and the parts turned red, but they did not melt. Old Bang took out the small hammer he had appeared in, and then hit it with a hammer and a clip.

The parts were like dough, and soon became what Old Bang wanted.

He sometimes made the parts smaller and processed the shape, sometimes he made the parts larger and modified the details.

If there is anything that can be compared to this picture, it is that the old bang is not forging, but in the editing software, constantly editing and modifying 3D modeling.

However, they are not using software, but gimbal anvil, steam forging hammer, and their deft hands.

If Zhuang is not far from here, he will hire a hundred and fifty people to hold down Newton's coffin board, lest they jump out of the coffin.

Alas, I have to press the lolla holding the hob hob on it.

The shape of the ball hob is more complicated, and the wedge hob is the same, but the scraper and the like are large metal plates. By the old bang method, it is formed in three or two times.

After more than an hour, a large truck slammed to the construction site, just the one that just sent Lolo back.

The driver jumped out of the car, wiped his sweat, and said, "Come, two more cars, one can't be pulled! By the way, remove the knives from the car!"

明 Li Mingzhe and others looked at each other and hula hung up.

"Why so much!"

There are seven or eight different types of knives behind the carriage.

"There is still behind, overloaded, can't pull!" The driver said.

"But this knife can be used?" Li Mingzhe was a little hesitant, the knife seemed to have been left idle for too long, covered with irregular rust. "Shouldn't it be pulled out of the dump?"

"Put it on." Zhuang not far but knew that the so-called rust is actually the characteristic of the metal itself. If Zhuang is not far away, this should be the same material as the mechanical giant dog, from a higher energy space Metal, "This is a special alloy, not rust."

明 Li Mingzhe carefully reached out and touched, it is indeed not rust. The so-called rust is actually smooth and smooth.

The parts also carried heat, and Li Mingzhe touched it, as if he had been powered down and quickly retracted his hands. The metal seemed to have a strange power, and it would automatically bounce off everything.

He also wanted to touch it again, and was pushed aside by Lao Banglong, go and go, don't touch my things!

Then Lao Bang looked down at the shaft and said cheerfully: "My little baby, wait for me obediently, I'll change your teeth!"

Everyone: "Changing teeth?"

Banglong's father and daughter's work efficiency is too high, less than half an hour, I replaced all the knives, and old Banglong waved: "Hurry up my little baby!"

Everyone: "..."

It was almost powerless to spit ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The sound of booming sounded, and the shield machine restarted after less than a day of shutdown.

Xinzhuang followed, not far away, and he was curious how the shield machine was constructed.

The heavy hydraulic pressure pushed the shield machine forward, and the sound of "rustle" came from the front, as if the spring silkworm was devouring mulberry leaves.

听 "Listen to the sound, you have to touch the rock surface ..." Li Mingzhe said, "This is the sound of the small stone being fractured by the knife plate ..."

Next, the voice of "rustle".

"Wait." Li Mingzhe said.

I still say "rustle".

"Wait a second." Li Mingzhe's face was a little bit lost.

I waited for a minute, Li Mingzhe felt that something was wrong, and he yelled, "What's going on? Why not just dig?"

"It has been two meters forward, President Li!" Said the construction staff in front.

"Two meters?" Two meters a minute?

Am I crazy?

"What was the speed of our previous digging?"

"The fastest time was to dig 150 meters a week, and it was still silt ..."

挖 Dig 150 meters a week, that minute ...

"Quick stop, stop quickly, is there a hole in the front? Carefully collapse!"

"No, everything is OK, President Li, you can tell! It's all stone residue!"

"But it's not right, why is it so fast!" President Li is going to collapse.

"Are you fast?" Zhuang not far wondered, Xiao Wei pouted, Zhao Min was blank, Nong Lixin looked disdainful: My little baby Daniel can dig two meters in one second! No, maybe you can dig twenty meters a second!

"My little baby is so cute ..." Old Banglong looked kind.

Tong Nong Li Xin pouted, or my little baby is even more powerful!