Chapter 21 Bait (Part 1)

Well, Zhao Yanyan just shut her mouth, what else could she say? It's useless to say anything, the fat man has already drunk it.

Seeing the fat man drinking so happily, Zhao Yanyan frowned slightly, thinking that it was a little strange that the cup he was using was being used by the fat man. But seeing the sweat dripping down from the fat man's body as if in a sauna, he couldn't say those unpleasant words.

Professor Wang couldn't help himself, and wanted to see what the fat man had done, but Mr. Liu held his breath and held Professor Wang to let him relax.

There was hot water in the office, so Zhao Yanyan couldn't care about Fatty's rudeness, so she tore open the package of instant noodles angrily and gave him instant noodles. Since she was a child, she had never served anyone like this before, and Zhao Yanyan was determined again in her heart that she must return someday.

The instant noodles are very fast, and the time it takes for the fat man to wash his face is about the same after he comes back.

It seemed that the fat man was very hungry. Although the instant noodles were almost ready, they were still a little hard, but the fat man couldn't care less about that much, so he picked up his chopsticks and ate them.

Because he ate too fast, he blew and swallowed, and the sound of snoring made Zhao Yanyan frown again.

"Fatty, if you were at my house and ate noodles like this, you would have been beaten to death by my mother!" Zhao Yanyan couldn't help but still said this.

"That's because you're not hungry." The fat man still had noodles in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I'm so hungry, I wish I could grab it with my hands, and still care about such a small sound?"

Forget it, the fat man is working, for the sake of his hard work, he endured it. Zhao Yanyan thought so in her heart, not to be entangled in this matter.

"How much did you make?" Zhao Yanyan asked after the fat man ate a pack and seemed to be well rested and less flustered.

"There are about 5 wires left over, and it is more laborious to make." Guo Tailai made noodles by himself this time, without bothering the beauties, and replied as he started: "The leaves are not very hard, but it is not difficult to process, and one side is almost finished. , and still look like a quarter."

Looking at the watch, the fat man started working at about eight o'clock, and it was only half past twelve, four and a half hours, and he was almost done?

Whether it was Zhao Yanyan or Professor Wang, they all had expressions of surprise and surprise, but Mr. Liu was more calm. He already knew that the fat man made a quick move, and he didn't feel surprised at all.

"So much data, have you memorized it all?" Professor Wang asked with a smile on his mind.

"How is it possible? I'm not her kind of evildoer." The fat man was covering the lid of the rice bowl, but he didn't pay attention, and said casually: "Just put the notebook by the side and look at it."

Guo Tai didn't realize it was wrong until he finished speaking. How did he say what was in his heart? As soon as he turned his head, he saw a flowery smile on Zhao Yanyan's face, but there were flashes of coldness in his eyes: "Fatty, what do you mean I'm such a monster?"

"Praise you! Praise you!" The fat man hastily and loudly distinguished.

"Don't worry, I've written it all down." Zhao Yanyan folded her hands on her chest, and said with a smile: "Someday you can explain to me slowly what is a junior sister and what is an evildoer."

Fatty turned to Mr. Liu and Professor Wang for help. Wherever their eyes went, the two looked to both sides in a tacit understanding, turning a blind eye to the fat man's look for help. Only Zhao Yanyan stared at Guo Tailai with a half-smile, making Fatty Guo restless.

It was so easy for Guo Tailai to wait until the second bag of noodles was soaked, and Guo Tailai didn’t bother to heat it up. He swept it up faster than the first bag of noodles, and poured the hot soup into his stomach, and then he was like a rabbit shot by an arrow. The general quickly disappeared from the office and went straight to the workshop.

"Xiao Zhao, don't always bully Fatty when you have nothing to do." Mr. Liu waited for Guo Tailai to disappear completely, and then said slowly: "Fatty is an honest man, and he didn't mean it."

"Mr. Liu, I know the seriousness." Zhao Yanyan faced Mr. Liu with another face, well-behaved and obedient, making people reluctant to say even a serious word.

"Old Wang, Fatty is really worth cultivating. Among other things, his fitter skills have almost wiped out my old self these days." Mr. Liu turned to Professor Wang again, tirelessly helping Guo Tailai say good things.

"Well, after this period of time, I'll go to the department to register and book Fatty first." Professor Wang was already tempted and nodded immediately.

Guo Tailai didn't know that he had become one of the honorable graduate students, and he was still sweating profusely in that single workshop.

This time the fat man didn't use a file. The file has a large area, and he can't do this kind of work that requires precision by point. He uses scraping.

Fatty held the smallest scraper in Mr. Liu's tool room, scraping it almost point by point. Each time, only a tiny metal wire that is about 1 wire thin is cut off, which also ensures that he can process it in place at the corresponding point every time.

The whole process is actually the same as the CNC machining sequence, linking little by little to form a line, and then the line turns into a surface. This is an extremely cumbersome process, and you must concentrate all your energy on each point, without the slightest jitter, let alone being disturbed by the slightest.

The finished side was scraped by the fat man one by one in this way, and now the fat man is scraping the second side.

When I made the crankshaft before, it was mainly because of the regular surface, even if there is a curved surface, it is also arc-shaped, so I can use a file. The craftsmanship at this moment is many times more complicated than that at that time, and the degree of fatigue has increased by several tens of times.

If it wasn't for Fatty's nano-robots to help stabilize the control, his hands would shake uncontrollably within half an hour at most. The fat man didn't want to be so tired, which is why he said it would take two days.

If there are two days to buffer, taking a fifteen-minute break every hour will allow the fat man to concentrate more effectively. But it's a pity, the time is urgent, Fatty can only go all out, completely relying on the nano-robots to support.

After scraping, basically the size is in place. Fatty's processing precision is high, and there is no need for fine grinding, just polishing directly. It was half past six when the scraping was finished, and it was half past seven after polishing.

"It's done, let me sleep for a while!" The fat man was really tired. After walking into the office and saying a word, he went straight to the only spring bed. Stuck on himself, he plunged headfirst into the bed, before Mr. Liu and the others could react, they had already snored.

"Let him sleep well." Mr. Liu knew what kind of craftsmanship Fatty used, looked at Fatty with a little distress, lowered his voice, and said to Professor Wang and Zhao Yanyan: "Let's go and see the workpiece he made. Does it meet the requirements."