The fish is good, so what’s wrong with the pancakes dipped in fish soup?

Besides, Gu Siwei’s family is not short of oil, let alone all kinds of seasonings. Gu Siwei doesn’t think there is any reason why she makes the fish taste unpalatable. If she makes fish that is not edible, then it must be because she has no intention.

Otherwise, people would be so stupid.

Obviously Hu Yanqiu is not stupid.

"tasty!"

After Gu Siwei took a few bites, he gave Hu Yanqiu some solid compliments.

Hu Yanqiu was very happy and continued to serve Gu Siwei food: "If you like it, eat more."

Hu Yanqiu looked as if he had accomplished something great. The smile on his face had not stopped since the first time Gu Siwei praised it. He kept picking up food for Gu Siwei, and he didn't even eat a few chopsticks.

Sicui next to her didn't notice it at all at the moment, but the girl didn't care at all. She rolled her eyelids and ate the food in the bowl by herself. After eating, she went to the pot to put it in without anyone else's attention.

The three of them finished their meal quickly and tidied up. Gu Siwei originally wanted to do the dishes, but Hu Yanqiu and Sicui directly grabbed them.

Seeing that the two of them were so enthusiastic, Gu Siwei thought that firstly he was lazy, but he was too embarrassed to take advantage of her, and thirdly, he just went with the flow and simply quit.

After carrying out the bamboo deck chair, Gu Siwei made another pot of tea for himself and put it at hand. He lay happily and took a sip of tea and a sip of the starry sky. He lived his little life like a wealthy landlord.

After Hu Yanqiu and Sicui finished their work, they each moved chairs over and placed them next to Gu Siwei, one on the left and one on the right. The two chatted for a few words at first, but within ten minutes, there was no sound.

Gu Siwei was about to talk to the two of them, but found that there was no sound. He turned around and found that both of them had fallen asleep.

After smiling, Gu Siwei got up, took out two sheets, and covered the two of them while he continued to sip tea and look up at the stars.

It was almost nine o'clock when Gu Siwei took Sicui back to the house.

When I came back, I reached out and pushed Hu Yanqiu, and found that this man was also sleeping very soundly, motionless, and snoring hard.

Gu Siwei didn't think much. He directly picked up Hu Yanqiu and held him in his arms. He went into the house and placed him on Sicui's bed. Then he put down the mosquito net and drove away the mosquitoes in the net before putting it down.

In fact, there are no mosquitoes in the house. It’s not that Gu Siwei’s space is effective, but that the wood used by Gu Siwei to build the house has a special smell, which is fragrant to people, but to some small animals and insects, this smell is

But it's quite fatal.

The effect is similar to that of the camphor tree outside.

Of course, occasionally there are one or two that are not afraid of death, and there is nothing you can do except to be bitten by them and suck the blood.

After walking out of the house, Gu Siwei gently closed the door, returned to his room and went to bed to prepare for bed, but as soon as he lay down on the bed, he found that he had a little insomnia.

Unable to fall asleep for no reason, Gu Siwei tossed and turned on the bed like he was sticking sesame cakes.

After rummaging for about ten minutes, Gu Siwei simply got up, put on his clothes shirtless, and walked out of the house.

When we arrived next to the small house, Da Mao was sleeping. When he saw Gu Siwei coming over, he just raised his head and grunted, and then continued to snore.

Gu Siwei went over and touched it lightly, then laughed and cursed twice.

Youni was also nearby. When he saw Gu Siwei coming towards him, Youni had already stood up, wagging his tail and welcoming his master.

Gu Siwei knelt down and scratched Youni's forehead with his hand, and praised Youni.

Getting up and walking towards the storage hole, Gu Siwei didn't know how he remembered to go there. An idea popped up in his mind and he went there. It was as simple as that.

Seeing that Gu Siwei was about to go out, Youni followed him, running wildly in front of and behind Gu Siwei. The little guy didn't bark, but only bit the flowers and plants next to him from time to time, or looked back at the owner who was lagging behind, waiting.

Gu Siwei caught up with him.

After entering the storage cave, Gu Siwei didn't stay for three seconds and came out again. Why? Because it was so cold in the cave that he felt goosebumps as soon as he entered.

There is nothing in the storage cave now. It is empty except for a few large vats. Originally, there were some wines brewed by monkeys, but Gu Siwei has no interest in this stuff, and it is not delicious. Monkeys are not good at brewing wine.

It is conceivable that Tao Yisheng is a treasure.

Now that Houerjiu has been cleared out by Gu Siwei, this place has become Gu Siwei's pickle base, but it hasn't opened yet because there are few vegetables and Gu Siwei doesn't want to pickle it at this time.

Turning around and entering the space, Gu Siwei felt that the space felt good, and he felt sleepy. He simply took a nap in the space. When he opened his eyes again and came out, he found that time did not seem to have passed long.

There was really nothing to do, so Gu Siwei simply installed the thresher, picked up the rice and started to thresh it.

This thing was so primitive and very labor-intensive that Gu Siwei’s hands were sore after working on it for a while.

As a person who loves to think, Gu Siwei began to think about this wooden threshing machine. This thing is not high-tech, not even technology. Gu Siwei has been playing with this for almost ten years.

For someone who has used machines for five years, the principle is shockingly simple.

After understanding the machine, Gu Siwei thought about how to improve it. The rotating shaft turned out to be a wooden hard grinder. Gu Siwei felt that if it was equipped with bearings, it would be several times more efficient than the current one, saving at least 30 to 40% of the effort.

There are also threshing rollers and thorns made of bent iron nails. Obviously, the contact area is not large enough, because each thorn is just a piece, not a body. In this case, the force hitting the ears is actually not large enough.

big.

It would obviously be better if the spikes were made into a body, such as a pyramid shape, a triangle shape, or even a petal shape.

There are also some transmission devices. It is impossible to say whether they are present in this machine now. It is just a pedal, which is quite primitive and does not save effort at all.

As soon as he thought about it, Gu Siwei suffered from an occupational disease. When he regained his energy, he started to find a pen, light an oil lamp, draw and write.

While waiting to hear the first crow of the rooster, Gu Siwei stretched and looked at the design draft in front of him with satisfaction. Although there were still some areas that needed to be considered, the general shape was ready.

In order to save costs, wood is naturally used where wood should be used, but the shaft and main frame inside must be made of metal.

While Gu Siwei was admiring his work, Hu Yanqiu opened the door.

"When did you get up?"

Hu Yanqiu saw a light in the study, so she came over to take a look. She was curious about who was here early in the morning, and saw Gu Siwei looking at the paper in his hand.

Hu Yanqiu came over, stretched out his head and looked at the paper in Gu Siwei's hand, and immediately felt that this man was really talented. Growing up in this era, she had never seen hand-drawn design drawings, and she felt that the machine in the drawing seemed to be drawn from paper.

It's like jumping out, and people like me who don't understand can roughly understand it.

"Your painting is really good," Hu Yanqiu praised.

Gu Siwei laughed and said: "If you don't paint well, you can't do it. In the past, the master would do it."

Poof!

Hu Yanqiu was delighted: "Is it because your master made all the good paintings you have done?"

"That's not true, otherwise who would draw this thing?"

When Gu Siwei was studying, it was all about electronic drawing, such as CAD\SOLIDWORKS and the like, and hand-drawing was generally learned everywhere. But the good thing is that as soon as a beautiful hand-drawn drawing is put out, the price jumps several levels instantly.

"I really want to meet your master. I don't know what kind of person can teach you such a strange person." Hu Yanqiu actually had a little bit of magic in his heart and wanted to meet the master Gu Siwei mentioned.

When Gu Siwei was mentioned like this by her, the master's voice and smile appeared in his mind. He actually missed the old man a little, missed his step-by-step teaching of his techniques, and thought about how fiercely he scolded him. Gu Siwei had several times

I didn’t even want to learn anymore. But later, after I graduated, Gu Siwei grew up and realized that if the master scolded him harshly, he would become more and more comfortable in life. If he didn’t have this skill, he, a high school student, would be either at the construction site or running a takeaway.

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Although there is no shame in making money based on one's own skills, the hardships of life are different. Sitting in an office and working with the air conditioner is not the same as being exposed to the wind and sun.

"You will never see me again, and I will never see you again," Gu Siwei said a little melancholy.

Hu Yanqiu thought that Gu Siwei's master had passed away, so he comforted Gu Siwei: "It's okay. Your master will be very happy if he knows that you are like this. My brother's master always praises you when he talks about you."

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Ha ha!

Gu Siwei became happy.

"This looks like a threshing machine."

After Hu Yanqiu laughed twice, he looked at the drawing again and recognized what this guy was.

Gu Siwei said: "Yes!"

"It's so beautiful," Hu Yanqiu said.

It can be said that the machines produced in China today are the same as those of the old masters. They are all silly, big, black and thick. How could Gu Siwei be able to draw this thing? After all, decades of vision have been laid out in his mind. How can he draw a silly, big, black and thick thing?

Come on, Master Gu Siwei has to wipe his own neck.

The threshing machine now produced by Gu Siwei Hua is streamlined, at least several grades higher in appearance than the machines currently on the market.

As for whether it was easy to make, Gu Siwei almost made it by hand and had no plans to make more, so these things were not within his consideration range.

"Brother, brother, you should go pick someone up, otherwise the sun will come out."

At this time Sicui came over, and the little girl interrupted the chat between Gu Siwei and Gu Siwei, and went directly to the topic, urging her brother to go to the village to pick up people.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei immediately stood up, packed up the things on the table, and went out.

When we arrived at the village, it was still dark, but everyone was waiting on the shore. When they saw Gu Siwei coming, they said hello and got on the boat directly.

When we arrived at Liu Guo's pier, we picked up someone and successfully arrived at Gu Siwei's home.
Chapter completed!