Chapter 210 The Magical Wooden Board

When Zhuang Buyuan released the water and sent the real old team of Xucheng Tunnel Construction to take the field, Niushan Town Woodware Factory finally got this precious sugar maple wood.

They knew that they were already far behind. After getting the wood cube, they did not dare to delay for a minute. They immediately gathered all the people and started studying the fast wood.

Because time was tight and it was too late to dry and then process, Director Hu planned to take a two-step approach, first breaking the huge square wood and cutting it into two squares.

Take one piece to dry, and start processing the other piece now. Try various processing methods. After processing and shaping, try drying.

Naturally, this kind of relatively precious wood cannot be cut casually. Some precious wood is even more expensive than gold. If the loss in the production process is slightly more, it can make people die of pain.

Director Hu did not dare to make too much mistakes. He went to the battle himself, measured the size of the wood, and then drew a cutting line. Then they replaced the cleaned band saw with an imported ultra-fine and ultra-thin saw, allowing the factory to The master craftsman with the best skills in the village took action personally and began to break open the aniseed.

The band saw rotates at high speed. Even some traditional hardwoods are as fragile as foam when it comes to this band saw. The master has set the guide rails, rulers and limiters, and firmly holds the wood with both hands. He steadily approached Mu Fang.

As soon as the band saw touched the wood, a "squeaking" sound was heard.

"Ouch, that sound is wrong!" The old master subconsciously pulled Mu Fang back, then turned off the band saw, then leaned over the saw blade to take a look, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat: "Fortunately, it was turned off early! "

"What's going on?" Director Hu also stepped forward and saw that the originally fine saw teeth actually had missing teeth. Each one cost several thousand yuan. The imported saw blade, which was said to be able to cut even steel, was almost worn out. draw.

"What's going on? Did we get the wrong saw blade?"

"It's not wrong. It's the imported saw blade we bought specially last time. That's right." The master turned to look at the wooden cube again and saw a white line cut out of the wooden cube. The white line was embedded in the saw blade. Each one has small teeth.

"It's not smoothed, it's... stuck!"

What kind of wood can break such ultra-hard saw teeth?

How tough is the fiber of this thing?

"Let's... change the direction and take a look?" The master wiped a cold sweat and said, "This time, let's try following the wood grain?"

Just now, I planned to cut the wood horizontally and cut it vertically. I didn't expect the wood grain to be so strong.

"This may cause more losses..."

"It's better than not being able to cut it. If it can be cut into plates, you can use a laser cutting machine." The master said.

Director Hu thought for a while and nodded.

Now he no longer cared about maximizing the use of materials. He turned the wood sideways, replaced it with a band saw, and started the machine again.

"Squeak!" The sound was much louder than before.

"This sound is correct." The master pushed forward steadily with both hands, but the further he pushed forward, the more wrong the sound became. It changed from a squeak at the beginning to a buzzing sound.

Two centimeters later, the saw blade was caught in the wood!

"Squirt!"

"The water is spraying..."

"What's going on? Why is it clamped?"

After finally removing the wood from the band saw, the band saw was already charred black. It was wood carbonized by friction, and the master was at a loss.

The teeth will be broken if the vertical wood grains are stuck, and the teeth will be pinched along the wood grains. What should I do?

Director Hu leaned forward and suddenly wondered: "Hey, where was that white line just now?"

Just now, when cutting perpendicular to the wood grain, the band saw cut a white line on the wood.

At this time, the white line had faded to the point where it was almost invisible.

The master reached out and touched the white line without belief. He only touched a few broken teeth from the band saw that had been stuck in it. The small triangular teeth were stuck to his fingertips.

The white line is completely invisible.

"How... is this possible?" The master chef and Factory Director Hu looked at each other, then quickly looked at the one centimeter-deep saw mark that had just been cut along the wood grain.

They saw that the saw mark was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dots of silver light seemed to become particularly bright at this time, and a bright silver line appeared at the saw mark.

After the saw marks were completely restored, the dots of silver light dispersed, and the wooden side returned to its original appearance.

Flat, smooth, boxy, with beautiful texture.

But both the master chef and Director Hu felt that their hairs were about to stand on end.

"Is this... this wood still alive?" the master said.

"Even...even a living tree can't grow so fast!" Director Hu said to himself that he had seen eight thousand or less wooden cubes in his life, but he had never seen one before. What piece of wood is so exaggerated!

What on earth is this?

Isn't this just a piece of wood? How can it still heal on its own?

Could this actually be the Cube of Cybertron?

Or some magical alien creature?

No, this is not possible.

But how can this kind of wood that cannot be cut and heals itself be processed into a floor?

"Isn't this just to play with us?" Director Hu almost threw the table.

"No, no... other companies will always have a way. Go and find out how other companies process this wood." Director Hu said.

Although it is just a small factory, after all, I have been immersed in the wood processing industry for so many years, and I still have some connections.

Soon they contacted several companies that had also received orders.

When they heard Director Hu inquire about the wood, several companies were initially dismissive: "This is a trade secret, Old Hu. If I told you, I would be making a mistake."

"Don't come here with those empty ones. Can't you cut the wood?"

After saying this, the other party couldn't stand it any longer, and immediately complained: "Seven or eight of the saw blades we imported are useless, and the motor is about to burn out. I have tried various methods over and over again, and I have to work with the factory director to pull the machine together." I sawed it, but I couldn’t cut the wood. You said the wood couldn’t be cut, so how should I process it?”

Another manufacturer said: "Our boss has a metal processing factory that he is familiar with. He plans to take this wooden cube to the metal processing factory to try the metal cutting machine. We are waiting for news."

After a while, he added: "Old Chen from the metal processing factory almost beat our boss out, criticized our wooden cubes, and broke off their knife heads..."

Metal cutting is mostly done by milling, and the high-speed rotating cutter head is almost tangled in the flexible wood fibers.

Director Hu was not the only one who was inquiring about the information. The other people were helpless about the piece of wood and were also asking each other. When they heard that others were also at a loss about the piece of wood, one or two of them were confused. What should they do?

"By the way...how did this wood get cut like this in the first place?" Director Hu suddenly said, this wood couldn't have looked like this in the first place!

Director Hu thought for a long time and finally dialed Deng Yali's phone number.