GBP Chapter 347 I Feel She Can Listen to You
Chapter 347 I Feel She Can Listen to You
In fact, she just drew a rectangular pan. The middle of the pan was not completely empty, but a model of a human leg.
The first layer below is concave, and in the middle is a human leg model. The upper cover is also concave. There is a gap between the middle human leg model and the two opposite concave models above and below.
Open the first layer with the handle, add the plastic strips made in advance and arrange them at the bottom, and then put down the second layer of human leg ink.
Then put the plastic strip on the other side of the leg, and finally close the concave cover on top.
The plastic strips are melted by heating, and at the same time, the three-layer model is squeezed to fill the entire gap, so that a shoe is ready.
After listening to Shen Youyou's explanation, Shen Zhiqiu felt that this method should work, but it would require a lot of pig iron, and making the model would not be completed in a short time.
Shen Zhiqiu asked Shen Youyou to draw the blueprint with charcoal pencil, and make sure every component was drawn clearly.
But Shen Youyou had another idea. She didn't want to make them one by one. She wanted to at least make a pair of iron molds at a time.
So the drawings still needed to be studied. In the next few days, she spent all her time on this, and even did not leave the house unless she went out to deal with the matter of the cycle of grains.
Meals were served by her grandmother, her mother, or her sisters.
It was so selfless that Shen Zhiqiu was worried that his daughter would go crazy because of this model.
Sometimes the food was placed in the living room, with Shen Youyou's door locked. The food was already cold, but Shen Youyou hadn't come out to eat yet.
If they hadn't heard some rustling sounds in the house, they would have suspected that their daughter had fainted from hunger in the room.
Shen Zhiqiu has already knocked on his daughter's door countless times: "Oh, if you really can't draw it, forget it, we can slowly think about it later.
If all else fails, we can just make plastic sandals that can be worn even in the summer when it rains. Although sandals rub your feet, they won’t get wet when you step on water!”
But the only thing that came out of the room was: "It's okay, the research is almost done."
Shen Zhiqiu had heard this sentence several times. He even knew that it would take a long time for her daughter to recover. She had the same problem even in modern times, and she couldn't persuade him.
If you tell her to stop researching, her daughter won't just argue and say, "No, I have to figure it out."
But her actions clearly showed that she would not give up until she figured it out.
As for the sentence: "It's almost done."
You can only listen to it, because those words were just said casually in order not to argue directly.
"Just do it, but don't forget to eat. Your mother has heated up the food. Come out and eat first, then do it."
Not long after, Shen Youyou's door opened. Shen Zhiqiu looked in and found a lot of straw paper and some toys that looked like plastic cars on the table.
But he knew that it was not a plastic car, but a plastic shoe model made by her daughter herself.
Shen Youyou came out, ate quickly and voraciously, wiped her mouth after finishing, went into the house and closed the door. The whole process took no more than five minutes.
Old Mrs. Hua had dragged Shen Zhiqiu and his wife outside and scolded them many times. Old Man Shen also had a sullen face and looked very unhappy.
The old lady meant: "Can you control your daughter? You can't study anything like this. Not only does she not see the sun all day, but she also refuses to eat and there are candles burning in the room in the middle of the night."
Shen Zhiqiu: "I called her, but she didn't listen."
Li Jingshu didn't say anything. It was enough for Old Shen to talk, and she didn't want to get involved in the scolding.
Old Lady Hua has been getting anxious these past two days, with blisters on her lips: "Why don't you act like a father? You're trying to scare her with a fierce face. You can't do research like this. You're going to ruin your health."
Shen Zhiqiu said: "You said it lightly, but why didn't you scold her when you went in to call her to eat? I feel like you can talk better than I can."
Old Mrs. Hua pursed her lips. Didn’t she feel reluctant to do so?
To be honest, the old lady really wanted to scold, but several times when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she just couldn't say it. Why did the child do this? Wasn't it to make money for everyone?
The old lady saw that her sisters were a little upset these days.
There's nothing I can do. Seeing everyone eating lavishly at mealtime, and thinking about my little granddaughter who is alone in the house, I feel sad.
In fact, it’s not that everyone is not worried about Shen Youyou. It’s mainly because everyone always walks past Shen Zhiqiu’s house intentionally or unintentionally, but they dare not make any noise for fear of disturbing Shen Youyou.
These past few days, everyone has been transporting sweet potatoes, and everyone has been deliberately moving lightly, for fear of making noise and disturbing Shen Youyou.
Well, in the words of the third brother, it is the source of inspiration.
As for Shen Youyou, she revised the blueprints again and again, and made small models out of plastic, the kind that could produce two pairs of shoes at a time.
She did it over a dozen times, and many times failed because the size was wrong or it couldn't fit.
There were parts that were not properly assembled, so they were later made to be placed horizontally.
But because of the research in the past few days, she thought again, why do we have to make it horizontally? It is too troublesome to make it. Why not make it vertically?
As a result, she didn't make a model of rain boots, but she did make a model of plastic slippers that she had seen in later generations.
Not only that, with a little improvement, you can also make short plastic rubber shoes, which are almost the same as ordinary cloth shoes when worn, because it is just a mold of the sole of the foot.
As long as the depth of the bottom groove is not too deep, add some plastic particles inside, cover it with a lid with the sole of the foot, and heat and extrude it, in theory you can make a low-top rubber shoe.
But the problem arises again. If an iron mold is used, then cooling it down and allowing the plastic to solidify becomes another problem.
In the past, plastic shoe molds generally had cooling channels inside the mold to allow coolant to circulate to remove the heat released when the plastic melt solidified.
This helps shorten the molding cycle, improve production efficiency, and ensure the stable quality of plastic shoes.
For example, uneven cooling can cause defects such as warping in a plastic shoe.
If you use other molds, you can slowly cool them down, but it takes a long time for iron molds to cool down, and during this time, you cannot continue to make rubber shoes.
So they can only produce a few pairs a day. If they make more molds, their cost and profit will not be proportional.
Shen Youyou found that in this age without mechanization, it would be impossible for her to research the kind of molds that would be used in later generations, especially by herself.
She thought again that the mold in her previous life had a pouring system.
It is the channel connecting the injection molding machine nozzle and the runner, allowing the plastic melt to enter the mold smoothly.
Its size design is critical to ensure smooth melt flow and avoid pressure loss.
If she was to continue using plaster molds, would it be more feasible if she could come up with a pouring system?
So I changed my research direction and immersed myself in research again.
No matter what you do, it’s the same. Anything in the world, any object being researched, is not easy.
At the same time, in the Duke's Mansion, Fu Huaian's courtyard.
This young master has been on vacation these days, but he is also doing similar things as Shen Youyou.
There was a forge in the backyard of the courtyard. In the middle of the house was a large stove and next to the stove was a leather bellows. Ah Chi was yawning while pulling the bellows.
Inside the furnace, the firelight illuminated his face and the face of Fu Huaian, who was holding an iron block with pliers.