Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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He Yuzhu was stunned. So that's what Yi Zhonghai was planning. He asked, "How much will you pay me per month?"

Yi Zhonghai said with righteous indignation:

"What wages? There's no such thing as wages. This is voluntary; everyone is doing it for free."

"You're like a toad trying to eat swan meat. You're dreaming! Why should I cook for you? You want to work me to death cooking for over 100 people?"

Liu Haizhong said, "Zhuzi, you're going too far with what you're saying. Whoever cooks the best should be the chef."

"Why should I? You can ask whoever you want to cook this meal; we don't cook in our family anyway."

It's just a joke. I wouldn't cook for this whole group of people if I were bored.

Yi Zhonghai said, "Your household registration is still in the courtyard house, so of course you'll eat here. Everyone will help out, and you'll just be in charge of cooking."

"No, I have to go to work. I don't have time. Will you take responsibility if it delays production?"

"You..." Yi Zhonghai didn't know what to say for a moment.

He Yuzhu said, "Don't give me that. My household registration is here, and it's none of your business to tell me what to do. I really don't eat at the courtyard house. My family eats at our workplace. You can do whatever you want, just don't come to our house."

Although the machinery factory was outside the city, the braised meat shop and the cannery were in a nearby alley.

There is a canteen there, so He Daqing can eat directly at his workplace canteen, and Wen Ruping can take the children and Yu Shui to the cannery.

Although it's a bit of a hassle, it's still better than eating in the courtyard house.

It's just getting warm, and it's not the dead of winter when you can't go out, so I'll just treat it as exercise.

This was also the result of my discussion with He Daqing earlier, to prevent Yi Zhonghai and his group from using their authority to embezzle grain and subsidize the Jia family.

"You're alienating yourself from the masses, you're..."

"Don't try to flatter me. You don't represent the people. I eat in the company cafeteria, so what?"

These office workers eat lunch in the cafeteria and have nothing to do.

This infuriated Yi Zhonghai, but Black Pig was determined not to eat in the courtyard, and there was really nothing that could be done about it.

"Let's walk through the rain and go home."

He Daqing immediately stood up and took his wife and son back, showing them no respect whatsoever.

The next day, preparations for the canteen began throughout the street, only to discover that there weren't many large woks for cooking. He Yuzhu merely inquired about the situation, knowing that it was none of his business.

As the weather grew hotter and hotter, He Yuzhu couldn't stand sitting in the office any longer. He took off his coat and wore only a vest and shorts, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, but he still felt very hot.

He called Xu Xiaomei into his office and asked, "Did you get the electric fan I asked you to buy?"

She said worriedly, "The electric fan tickets you gave me a couple of days ago are out of stock when I send someone to buy them."

The electric fan tickets had to be obtained by going to the street; they were the scarcest tickets available at the moment.

Even with a ticket, you might not be able to buy anything; you also have to see if the store has the item in stock.

"What should we do? Otherwise we'll all die of heat."

He Yuzhu had long since lost all semblance of decorum. By 10 o'clock, even wearing just a vest was no longer acceptable. He had just gone to the workshop and all the male colleagues were shirtless, while the female colleagues' inner and outer garments were already soaked through.

He was sweating profusely, so He Yuzhu could only arrange for cooling oil, floral water to refresh him, and herbal tea to ensure that nothing went wrong.

There's no fan in this office, so it's impossible to sit still.

The young woman in front of me was also soaked through in her short-sleeved shirt, which clung tightly to her body, outlining her exquisite curves.

Her lower body was covered by a long skirt, like a large hood.

Xu Xiaomei suddenly suggested, "Aren't you very capable? Why don't you make an electric fan yourself?"

Chapter 290 Inventors

He Yuzhu has ice stored at home at night, but it's not allowed to use ice in the factory. He's mainly thinking about himself and can't be given special treatment.

Buying ice every day costs a lot of money, so I was thinking of installing more fans, both in the workshop and the office, so that it wouldn't be so abrupt.

Hearing Xu Xiaomei say that, He Yuzhu retorted angrily, "No matter how capable I am, I've never made an electric fan."

"Aren't you pretty awesome?"

He Yuzhu said, "You know how good I am, right? Why don't we try it again tonight? I'll show you how good I am."

Xu Xiaomei rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm telling you the truth, why don't you give it a try?"

He Yuzhu then began to seriously consider: if he controlled a machinery factory, couldn't he produce electric fans?

An electric fan usually has three main parts. The easiest part to make is the support mechanism, which is the support disc. This is easy to make and doesn't require any technical skill.

The second part is the timer switch of the control mechanism. This is also easy to do. If all else fails, you don't need a timer; you can just add a switch.

The most difficult part is actually the head section, including the motor, guard, and blades.

The three blades are of equal weight and size, so that the electric fan will not wobble or twist when it is turned on.

Making identical leaves is also a very easy task.

The most difficult part is the electric motor.

A typical electric fan motor consists of two parts: a rotor and a stator.

The stator is composed of silicon steel sheet spools and bearings, and is generally made by winding copper enameled wire.

The rotor is a fan blade connected to a shaft by a magnet. When an electron is energized, a magnetic force is generated, which drives the rotor to rotate.

The principle is actually quite simple.

He Yuzhu said, "Then I'll give it a try. Go get some paper and I'll draw some blueprints."

Xu Xiaomei brought over some white paper and was about to leave when He Yuzhu stuffed a palm-leaf fan into her hand.

They all stayed behind with their little mouths pouting, waving their arms up and down.

There are no electric fans, but this human-shaped fan is still a good option.

Although the fan produced a stuffy, warm breeze, it was still somewhat comfortable.

He Yuzhu began to draw blueprints, first drawing out the simple parts, such as the central support rod, the disc base, the mesh cover, and the fan blades, so that the workers could process them.

Then comes the motor part, where each component is designed and manufactured.

Fortunately, a lot of copper was also smelted during the steelmaking process. This copper wire was processed into uniform copper wire and coated with a uniform paint to create enameled wire.

Wrap the enameled wire around the rotor, add bearings to both ends of the rotor, fix it in place, and then turn on the power.

The rotor started spinning instantly.

Xu Xiaomei asked in surprise, "How did it start spinning by itself?"

"This is the power of magnetic fields. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

Xu Xiaomei snorted, rolled her eyes at him, and continued fanning herself in the back.

Add three fan blades to one end of the rotor, then cover it with the mesh cover, fix it in place, and then power it on again.

The three fan blades started spinning, and He Yuzhu, standing in front of the fan, instantly felt a cool breeze.

The wind is a bit weak, so it seems we should try different winding methods to determine a standard.

Since I didn't even have a sample, I had to figure out how to make it myself.

However, this electric fan is very rudimentary, with only one speed setting, no casing for the motor, and no paint on the fan blades and mesh, making it look rather ugly.

However, when this large electric fan was made, it also attracted some workers.

When they met their superiors, they personally made electric fans, their flattery was more blatant than the last.

"Alright, alright, everyone get back to work. Today, prioritize making electric fans. Once you've perfected this, install more in each workshop."

With successful examples, the subsequent production becomes much easier.

Soon, a brand-new floor fan was assembled in He Yuzhu's hands. When it was powered on, the fan started spinning rapidly, and enthusiastic applause rang out from all around.

A system notification also appeared in front of He Yuzhu:

You have mastered a new profession—Inventor, level 1.

At first, He Yuzhu didn't pay attention, but then he turned off the system messages.

Then, realizing something was wrong, he opened the diary again to check.

That's when I noticed the difference from before.

Previously, as long as you worked in a certain industry, you would automatically become a full-time professional in that industry.

For example, there are professions such as chef, driver, martial artist, lathe operator, and carpenter.

But this time the job offered was different: inventor.

Is it because he invented the electric fan independently?

This isn't really an invention; it's already being sold on the market.

I simply made an electric fan without any reference point.

But just a few days ago, I independently invented a bra and a thong, without building a system or giving myself the title of inventor!

However, the system lacked both query and explanation functions, so He Yuzhu had no choice but to turn off the system messages.