Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

"Grandpa," Tan Xue's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, but she still tried to maintain her composure, "Let's go take a look together. No matter what you say, I will follow."

No matter what grandpa said, she made up her mind and would not let him take risks alone.

In the darkness, although Tan Xin could not see his granddaughter's expression, he knew her personality well. After hearing this, he directly turned on the flashlight and walked towards the stairs, acquiescing to Tan Xue to follow.

If these instruments and equipment were not really important, hard-earned, and could not be damaged, Tan and Xin would not have taken the risk to come out to see the situation.

The flat floor on the first floor was paved with flat slates. When one of the slates opened and the upper half of old Tan Xin's face was revealed, except for Wei Wei who was concentrating, the other three people glanced at him secretly.

Tan Xin's wandering eyes met Hei He's eyes, which were full of disbelief, and both of them were stunned.

Afraid of distracting Wei Wei, Heihe quietly approached Tan Xin, squatted down, and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Tan, didn't you give me the key and leave this place sadly? Then how did you get in now?"

A waste of his feelings, he thought the old man was heartbroken.

"Hi, Xiao Hei," Tan Xin saw that it was Hei He. He was embarrassed at first, and then said plausibly: "What, who stipulated that the key is only for you?" He never said yes.

If it weren't for the stipulation that the key must be given, he wouldn't even give one to Heihe, a big boss.

No, I don’t know who he brought, but his machine tool was in a hurry.

Since he was coming from Heihe and was discovered, Tan Xin walked out openly and walked towards the place he was interested in.

Behind him was Tan Xue, who breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Xue secretly patted her chest to calm down her shock. She was almost frightened to death. It was Uncle Hei, but her hand holding the gun was still shaking. She was left with another disaster.

"Mr. Tan, is there something you didn't tell me? For example, why did you come back quietly?" Heihe was confused by Tan Xin's operation and wanted to ask clearly.

Tan Xue stopped Heihe and whispered: "Uncle Dahe, please don't ask me yet. My grandfather has become addicted again. I will tell you later."

Now, let his grandpa watch quietly. The little comrade looked so awesome. His cutting skills were as smooth as clouds and water, which was dizzying.

Tan Xin glanced at the little girl who was operating the machine from a distance, and was stunned, "What are you doing?

This accessory can be cut into such a small size. This girl's hand-eye coordination and brain's ability to quickly receive commands are much faster than the average person's.

"I want to strengthen the power of the shotgun. No, I can't find professionals. We laymen, we can't just bite the bullet." Heihe said he was modest, but in fact, the pride on his face was beyond words.

Tan Xin is confused. How can such a rough guy lead a good scientific research project? Why doesn't he believe it?

However, he had no time to get serious with this little black guy now. He kept his eyes fixed on Wei Wei, ready to go up and ask her what she thought as soon as her operation stopped.

Wei Wei operated as fiercely as a tiger. After cutting out the required parts one by one, he stopped the machine tool and carefully inspected these tiny parts.

shit!

Wei Wei's claws were numb. The size of these parts was still a bit too big. How could they fit inside the shotgun?

"Haha, little comrade, how do you plan to increase the power of the shotgun?" Tan Xin was very patient, although he had already seen that these parts were probably failures, but the flaws could not be concealed. To be able to do this, he was already better than many people. .

"The plan is to continuously increase the lever and achieve the goal through the action of force." Wei Wei said, and then looked at the parts in his hands, "Unfortunately, this machine tool cannot meet my requirements."

Um? As expected, this man came out on his own.

"Senior, do you know which of the equipment here can cut smaller parts?" Wei Wei looked at Tan Xin expectantly, maybe there will be a miracle?

Unexpectedly, Tan Xin shook his head and turned to ask Wei Wei, "You know there is a kind of advanced worker who can use the grinding tools at hand to grind out the parts he wants on the machine, and they will fit perfectly."

Wei Wei was stunned, thinking he heard a fantasy, "Senior, what are you talking about? Why do the parts have to be ground out by hand?"

"You are still young and don't know about the sanctions imposed on us by foreign countries. Look, the screws on the rifles and sniper rifles are small, don't they look very simple?" Tan Xin slowly gave Wei Wei some science knowledge about her. Don't know the truth.

"Yes, it's very simple. If you can't even use screws, how can you talk about creation? Is it a castle in the air?" Wei Wei was very naive. Didn't the country create several pistols on its own, but it can't do anything with small screws?

Tan Xin shook his head, "Naive, our country still has many problems."

Bringing the topic back to screws, "But it's not that easy to fit these small screws perfectly. Our machine tools can't make them, but what can we do? We can only call in senior grinders. , the production is almost the same, and the rest is just grinded out bit by bit by hand.”

Wei Wei held the parts she had cut out and petrified them. What did she hear? Grind it out bit by bit? What kind of suffering is this in the world?

Hearing this, Wei Wei wanted to shed tears of sympathy for the poor scientific researchers in this country, who were so miserable.

Neither can we take the scientific research results as our own, nor can we talk about sharing the profits after they are put into production. There is no condition to create inventions.

If she was the one who encountered all this, she would just lift the table and my aunt would quit.

"Senior, don't tell me, is this how you sharpened this gun?" Qian Duoduo took out her gun and slapped it on the table.

"Yes," Tan Xin still smiled, "If we can produce all machines, why don't we equip them for soldiers across the country? It's not because the output is low and it can't be increased."

"So, the theory is in place, but the hardware can't keep up? Hand-made guns?" Wei Wei asked his soul, this is a live version that has to work even if it doesn't work.

"The conditions are simple, and we must overcome them if we can. After all, the blockade of our country is not a joke. We must also give time to our comrades who study machine tools. It is difficult for everyone and we need to understand each other." Tan Xin is still very optimistic.

Wei Wei wished he could crush the stone slabs under his feet. He was so angry that the foundation was not good. If he didn't build the infrastructure quickly, there would be strife.

"What do you mean now, let me use my hands to grind it to the desired size?" Wei Wei pinched the accessories and asked innocently.

"Yeah," Tan Xin didn't feel Wei Wei's suppressed anger, and his tone was still relaxed and a bit joking, "It's a pity that Grandpa Tan can't do anything now, otherwise, he would definitely call the best grinder to help you grind out the grind you want. The size you want.”

"No need," Wei Wei's face twisted slightly, "I can grind it myself." What a suffering in the world.

Thinking of the mythical stories she had secretly seen in this era, if she hadn't been an atheist, she would have wondered whether she had offended some god and was going through a calamity.