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"You do it slowly, I'll go down first, and we'll play together after you're done." After saying to Yang Er, I hurried downstairs.
You have to maintain your lofty image, don't you? What if a bunch of strange questions pop up later and I can't solve them? Sneak early, hehe.
"Ren Tao, won't you stay with me? I'm so bored after you leave." Yang Er's almost begging voice came from behind.
"No, I'm going down. Seeing how boring your homework is, I'm going down to play." After I finished speaking, I went downstairs alone.
"Hey, won't you help me? I don't know how to solve this problem!" Behind him, Yang Er still shouted hoarsely.
However, I ignored him at all, we are here to play, we have to plan our time reasonably, and stare at homework all day, this is not good! Children, be active! Only when we are active can our thinking diverge. Isn¡¯t the teacher always teaching us that we have to use divergent thinking to think about problems?
Well, praise for my thoughts and actions!
With a happy mood, after walking downstairs, my mother stopped me.
"Ren Tao, have you played with Yang Er?" It seems that my mother can also see that this time I went to invite to play together, but failed.
"He's doing his homework, so tell him not to do it later." Hey, depressed, the child's head is too hard to wake up.
"Oh, he explained that he is serious about his homework, you should learn more from him," my mother said earnestly.
"He only had more than ten students in the class." I pointed out the problem.
"But he studies hard," my mother said to me earnestly.
"But he only took more than 10 exams" Well, I found that if this entanglement continues, my mother will probably go crazy, so I added a sentence: "Study must pay attention to methods, not blindly working hard, the direction is wrong ,Vain"
"Yo, you are still amazing, then did you help him find a way?"
"The method can only be found by yourself. You must find a method that suits you to get twice the result with half the effort. Other people's methods are only suitable for others." Hmph, I don't understand why Yang Er is so stubborn, what's the use of being serious.
"Yes, you are still smart, okay?" Although she belittled me, my mother must have laughed in her heart. Her son is amazing, and she must be proud of being a mother.
"Mom, it's fun to make this cement tile every day." I saw that everyone was doing it seriously, so I asked casually.
This house is everyone's operating room, where the tools for making cement tiles are placed.
My mother and my father are in a group, Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang are in a group, and they match each other.
The operation area for making cement tiles is also divided into two parts, each of which is occupied by two groups of people.
The operating area is very simple, a cement table similar to a table tennis table, and a large "pot" next to the table. Calling it a pot may not be very vivid, but it is similar to the shape of a pot. It is also made of cement and can hold water.
I stood by and watched how my parents cooperated in making cement tiles.
"Mom, tell me how to make cement tiles. I want to know the process." I still decided to ask my mother about the specific process of making cement tiles.
"Oh? Do you want to know the process? Okay, let's ask your dad to tell you about it." My mother pushed the topic to my dad, which shows that my dad is the real professional.
"It's just right, the next round is going to start again after this one is finished, and I'll tell you right away" After saying this, my parents started to speed up, and after a while, a cement tile was ready, and then, just After seeing my dad give a signal, a new round of production started.
"First, pour cement into the pot first, and then pour gypsum powder" Following Dad's explanation, bags of cement and gypsum powder were poured into the pot one after another.
"Then pour in the sand" Immediately afterwards, 2 baskets of sand were also poured in.
"Then add water, and stir when the water is added." With the roar of the electric mixer, my dad held the mixer with both hands and kept stirring the ingredients in the pot.
After about 10 minutes, a pot of puree is ready.
Next, my mother spread a piece of white transparent oiled paper on the table. After paving, the two took the melon ladle and scooped the grout on the oil paper.
After the grout was almost scooped, both of them took a shovel (a professional smoothing tool for painting walls and paving floors), and quickly spread the grout evenly on the oiled paper.
"Okay, it's paved, and the glass fiber will be sprinkled next." I saw my parents bent down and picked up a pile of silver-green silk things from the ground. They were beautiful and shiny, and they should be the glass fiber in Dad's mouth.
Quickly sprinkle the glass fiber evenly on the cement slurry, and then keep scooping the cement slurry up, repeating the previous action.
After scooping enough grout, the two smoothed the surface again,Finally, carefully take a new piece of oil paper and cover it.
After finishing all this, lift up the prototype of the newly made cement tile and put it on the mold next to it.
In fact, the mold is a piece of air-dried cement tile. After putting it on, the new cement tile also has the same wave shape as the bottom mold.
After putting it in place, take another formed cement tile and cover it, and it will be considered as a complete one.
"Dad, why did you press a finished product on it?" I always raised questions that I didn't understand as soon as possible, so as to avoid myself being entangled all the time.
"If it is pressed on the top, it can have more weight to shape the tiles below. In addition, it can also play a role in dividing."
"Separate the upper and lower cement tiles, the molding effect is better, and it can also prevent all new cement tiles from being deformed." Well, seeing that my dad explained it so clearly, I will not continue to ask.
"Then how many sheets can you make in a day?"
"I can't do much, just more than 100 sheets a day." My dad paused and continued: "Because your mother has to cook, clean up the house, and buy vegetables every other day. When she is away, I am alone. do it more slowly¡±
After listening to my father's description, I finally realized the difficulty of my parents, "What about the uncles?"
I turned around and took a look. The movements of the two uncles were faster than those of the parents, and it seemed that they should be very powerful.
"You Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang, you can make more than 200 sheets a day, and sometimes you can make 300 sheets." My dad's words revealed a tone of admiration, which seems to be the top data in the industry.
"How much does a piece of tile sell for?" I am particularly concerned about the question, um, after all, it involves our family's income.
"The cheap ones are more than 10 yuan, and the expensive ones are more than 20 yuan"
Wow! A piece of twenty, one hundred is two thousand! Two hundred is four thousand! That's 120,000 a month! Get rich! Be a millionaire in a year! Hahaha, our Ren family is also an awesome person! When we go back, brag to everyone, we are also the rich second generation!
My mother may have seen what I was thinking, after all, no one could see my glowing eyes and quick-laughing expression.
"It's not as much as you think. The cost of this tile is very high, and you can earn two or three dollars for one tile. Besides, labor costs, rent, and living costs are not much better. Besides, when there is no business, you have to rest for a few days. "Well, once I heard my mother say that, I immediately returned to my original shape. It seems that making money is not as simple as I thought. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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