Chapter 71: Talented men and beautiful women come to the party

In the light rain, there was still a lively scene at the dock. The people carrying the living only put a thick rag on their shoulders, bags of goods on them, and groaned, grabbed the mounts up and down with both hands, and walked away.

"Just dock worker, Xiaobao, what are you looking at? Have you done it before?" Wang Juan also knew that the efforts and income of the person who carried the work seemed to be inconsistent with others, but she couldn't stop it. After all, it was an income. Seeing Zhang Xiaobao stunned, she thought he had recalled the past again.

Zhang Xiaobao shook his head, "No, I have never done such a job before, I can do it even if I let me do it."

"Then what are you looking at? I feel sorry for them?" Wang Juan guessed.

"They are not pitiful. What's so pitiful when they make a living with their own abilities? I wonder if it can improve efficiency. There are many advanced tools in the train stations and docks over there, and the throughput is tens of thousands of times that of this."

Zhang Xiaobao's eyes did not continue to stare at the person carrying the living, but swept the flat ground next to the dock.

"If you can make those equipment, why not help me get a combine harvester? I will open an oil refinery for you." Wang Juan finally found a chance to respond.

"Don't you change the automatic to manual? To be simple, it's a pulley set. You don't need to tell the bearings. The chariot can be turned, and the iron can still be turned. The gears do not need to be so tightly rigged, and the quality does not need to be guaranteed. At worst, it can be replaced when broken. It's better than just carrying it bit by bit."

Zhang Xiaobao didn't plan to make any precision instruments. As long as there is a lifting equipment and a horizontally moving chain connection, it can improve a lot of efficiency. The gears don't need such a high degree of fit. Do more, see which one is almost the same and put them on. Grind each other and fit them together.

Wang Juan is better at physics than Zhang Xiaobao. Zhang Xiaobao has never learned it systematically. When he heard this idea, he thought it was really feasible. It was nothing more than a stronger rack with chains and gears on it. The wooden wheels can be rotated and the barrel can be rotated. Why can't it be replaced with iron?

Whether it is handmade or burned into iron, it is not a problem, but the problem is that the chain seems to be not flexible enough. In his doubts, he asked Zhang Xiaobao again: "Are you sure you can make iron chains? Then our bicycles are almost the same."

"Isn't it okay to use ropes? I know that the iron chains cannot be made after you ask. I can't do iron, but what about copper?" Zhang Xiaobao really didn't know about such things that involve junior high school or above, so he could only ask for advice from Wangjuan.

Wang Juan thought for a while and said, "Iron, copper, and ropes, these are actually not important. Just find someone to do it, such as iron, which is hard to make it, and its quality is also good. But what should the workers on these docks do? When the throughput efficiency of the docks is improved, many people will be unemployed."

"Workers continue to be workers, and the loading of the dock also requires people. After getting familiar with it, these people are the most important, such as the distribution of goods and the binding of ropes, all of which are knowledge.

In addition to this, the larger the throughput of the dock, the more people it will attract and the more goods it will increase. If these tools are used to transport the goods to the shore, will there be no need for experienced workers to transport them?"

Zhang Xiaobao thought more thoroughly than Wang Juan in this regard.

Wang Juan was not stupid either. After thinking for a while, staring at Zhang Xiaobao and said, "I understand, that is to say, we did not give up our original industry, but added a department and gave those people another job. What you want to let them do is..."

"In the logistics middle, these people will not only help with short-term transportation in the docks, but also help us collect information. Just like the pricing power of the market in the village, I will use the fastest time to know the price of various items in which place."

Zhang Xiaobao has become accustomed to holding information in his hands. Now that he has calculated so much, he has long felt it is difficult. His chess can only be played in one county. Without so much information support, he cannot make more accurate judgments and longer-term plans. For him, the terror of the enemy is not the strength, but the unknown.

"Your heart is really not small? You have to use this, what do you want to do?" Wang Juan became energetic when she heard the information. She did this too, even more specific than Zhang Xiaobao. Zhang Xiaobao only asked to master it. She used to be responsible for collecting it.

"What's the matter? Didn't someone say that giving him a fulcrum can pivot the earth? Then what I want to say is to give me accurate information, I can disrupt the universe and control the air and sea. It doesn't matter. Only by controlling the news can you win."

"You are talking about the power to control electronics, right? How great are your ambitions?" Wang Juan understood this.

"My ambition is to eat whatever I want one day, wear whatever I want, and just do whatever I want." Zhang Xiaobao said yearningly.

"What?" Wang Juan looked at Zhang Xiaobao with an unusual look.

"This scope is a little wider, forexample, the…."

"Can you speak human language? You know that you have been wandering around the world for a while, don't buy it in front of me, you know?"

“ye~!i….”

"Zhang Xiaobao!"

"Well, I understand. I just want to boil sugar when I drink soy milk, but I want to boil the red pond and the red pond."

Zhang Xiaobao looked at Wang Juan's disdainful gaze and finally admitted that sometimes hard work and hard work are really just the same as genius. He remembered that Wang Juan was proficient in the languages ​​of nine countries, including some regional dialects. When such people exist in the world, he announced to the world that one percent of the talent was determined by success or failure.

"Zhang Xiaobao, I will tell you solemnly now that I will not allow you to think of anything else." Wang Juan said seriously.

Zhang Xiaobao nodded, "I didn't think about anything else. I'm not afraid of you to joke with you. I worked hard to live to fulfill the dean's grandfather's last wish. I don't know what love is."

"Please give me the candy and I will give you fun things. When disaster comes, you extend your hand to me. This is love." Wang Juan thought for the next time.

"Then I'll let go of my hands in order not to implicate you."

"That's heartless."

"Is it supposed to be the one who wrote about Shan Wuling and Heaven and Earth that dared to say to Jun Jue a hundred years ago?" Zhang Xiaobao thought hard and finally thought of a better sentence to describe it.

Wang Juan was so excited that she said, "Shallow, what are you talking about? When you go back, no need. Starting tonight, you will show me the Book of Songs to let you know what evil is. I want to know you... Xia Yuxue... I dare to break up with you."

"Who do you think is superficial? Do you still want a husband's spouse?" Zhang Xiaobao had never heard of it so long. He thought there were only those two sentences. He glared at him and said dissatisfied.

"Who do you mean? What kind of genre?" Wang Juan glared back.

"Yes, I'm right, what's wrong with the rules? You're not bad. What I said is that Mengpo soup at the bridgehead is heartbroken. Who says it's easy to forget each other in this life? Just wait for the Ming Dynasty to lie aside." Zhang Xiaobao reacted quickly and quickly made a rumor.

"So I was destined to you in my previous life or before?" Wang Juan smiled as she listened to Zhang Xiaobao's words.

"If fate is not fate, we can sleep together for a hundred years. If we sleep together, it will rain heavily. If we hold an umbrella. If we hold an umbrella, we will not meet each other in the vast sea of ​​people. If we do not meet each other, the magpies will fly and the moon will be bent." Seeing that Zhang Xiaobao changed the topic, he immediately continued to do this.

Wang Juan reached out to cover her mouth, leaned her head on Zhang Xiaobao's shoulder, and said quietly: "Little Mouth is so smooth, I said, how many girls have I deceived."

"What's the point of lying girls? I've been staring at the lie of men."

"Xiaobao, stop talking. I'll go to the first place in Linshui first. I want to eat some ginger, which is disgusting."

"Then don't vomit me, I don't know what I'm thinking in my head for a whole day."

"Brother Jia, you are late. You should be fined a drink. It's not a big deal for me to wait for you. But if you neglect your beauty, you will be very guilty."

In the first house in Linshui, in a single room on the third floor, a person was stopped by the person guarding them as soon as he came in. He held a glass of wine in his hand and insisted that the person drink.

The man called Brother Jia glanced through the room and saw a woman next to the village looking back. Without saying a word, he took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all, and said, "A glass of wine is also a pure glass, and I feel like I am in love with the beauty."

"Good poem." As soon as the surname Jia finished speaking, someone shouted loudly there.

"Brother Weiran is really literary. After drinking a glass of wine, the tide of poetry came out." Another person also praised him. He knew that the two were usually close.

Jia Weiran did not bow his hand with a smug look, and raised his head and was about to bear the favor of the beauty, but found that the woman had turned her head and looked at the scenery outside through the window, leaving only a graceful back there.

"Brother Weiran, hurry up, hurry up, sit here." The man who had just expressed his intimacy raised his hand and greeted him, but Jia Weiran did not walk towards him, but came to another window, and hinted one of the people there, and sat down.

"Xiaoying, there is no scenery outside. It's better to talk about poetry together than to see those individuals working in a dissatisfied manner, right?"

As soon as he sat down, Jia Weiran said to the woman in the window next to him. Unfortunately, the woman turned her head and saw only one side.

Just as he was about to continue saying something, another person appeared at the door. He probably heard Jia Weiran's voice just now and said:

"Brother Jia said this, but why are the people below naked? Could it be that they are not wearing pants? There is also a piece of linen on his shoulder. In Han's opinion, that piece of linen is more beautiful than some people's scarves. What do you think?"

"So it's Mr. Han who has arrived."

"I didn't expect Mr. Han would be so proud of his face at today's party."

"Young Master Han, come here to sit here."

The people sitting there seemed to know the person who had arrived at the door and greeted him one after another.

The person standing at the door smiled and nodded one by one, and without waiting for others to say the matter of punishing the wine, he poured a glass of wine first, "Han is here for a moment, so he should be punished."

After talking, he drank it all, he walked to the window, stood behind Jia Weiran, and looked at the situation below and said, "Han has a few rumors, just to say to everyone, to enjoy a happy and harmonious way, a Luo River tide on both sides, three autumn leaves are yellow and four seasons. Can you eat too much? How can you afford to eat a lot of grains? How can you get to the six lines? Seven turns and eight turns into this place, nine hu, ten stones and hundreds of shoulders carry it. Thousands of helpers are like ants gathering, and thousands of people get millet and rice. Ten boats travel to nine villages and send it to nine villages, eight miles, seven journeys and six hours, and I forgot to mention the five classics and four virtues now, and I laugh at them in three words and two words?"

"Han Zhuangfeng, you dare to scold me for forgetting the five rules of the times, the four virtues of a gentleman, I will fight with you."

The surname Jia is not bad. I know what they mean. In autumn, the people of Sanshui County have no food. Where can I go to follow so many clothes and dress rules? I am eager to pick up the food. I work together to deliver it to the local people, even at night. Only those who have forgotten the righteousness of their father, the kindness of their mother, the kindness of their brothers, the respect of their brothers, and the gentleman will show off their knowledge and mock the people there.

I couldn't help but feel angry, and turned around and rushed towards the man named Han. The people around me naturally wouldn't let him succeed. While pulling him, I said Han Zombie's rumor.

"It's so lively, so many people, Xiaobao, come in, brothers and sisters, you guys, we didn't make trouble, we just took a look, and we brought the stool ourselves if we didn't talk."

While the people were tearing them away, Wang Juan pulled Zhang Xiaobao in, smiled shyly at others, explained, dragged Zhang Xiaobao in, and each of them ran to the corner of the wall with a folded stool and sat down.
Chapter completed!