Chapter 53 The Slap in the Face Came Too Quickly (2/2)

His voice was flat and emotionless, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Bring in the firewood and start a fire downstairs."

"Pour the wet wheat into that funnel."

The words were concise, without a single superfluous explanation.

Chen Fengshan was filled with anxiety, but when he thought of that genuine Tsinghua University diploma that would shake the entire commune, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand forcefully.

"What are you waiting for! Do as Engineer Yan says!"

The commune members dared not slack off, and hurriedly stuffed bundles of firewood into the furnace below the machine and lit it.

A wave of scorching heat instantly rose up.

Strangely, the machine did not emit a deafening roar like a tractor.

It simply remained...deadly silent.

Just as everyone was looking at each other, their disappointment almost reaching the sky, Yan Yu reluctantly let go of Ruan Tang's small hand and stepped forward.

He casually picked up a flat iron bar next to him, stuck one end onto a wheel on the side of the machine, and the other end onto another wheel, making a simple transmission belt.

Then, he stretched out his large, bony hand, grasped the iron pipe that served as the crank arm, and began to crank it slowly and steadily.

Buzz—

A low, steady hum quietly filled the warehouse.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a peculiar, powerful rhythm, as if a sleeping steel behemoth was being awakened.

The next moment, everyone stared in astonishment.

As Yan Yu shook it, the huge iron drum began to rotate at a constant speed.

The wet wheat, once poured in, was carried upwards little by little by the sharp, menacing teeth on the inner wall of the drum, and then, under the influence of gravity, it cascaded down with a whooshing sound.

The scorching air rising from the furnace below penetrated every single rolling grain of wheat with unparalleled precision.

A dry aroma, a blend of wheat and wood ash, began to quickly fill the air.

Everyone instinctively held their breath, their eyes wide open, staring intently at the small exit at the other end of the machine.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.

In the warehouse, only the steady, powerful hum of the machine remained.

finally.

Splash—

Accompanied by a crisp, melodious sound, like heavenly music, the first batch of golden wheat grains poured down from the outlet like flowing golden sand!

They fell into the sacks that had been prepared below, instantly piling up into a warm and dazzling little mountain.

The wheat grains were all plump and golden in color!

When you touch it, it's incredibly dry, and even retains a reassuringly warm, freshly baked heat!

"It's...it's really dry!"

Chen Fengshan could no longer control himself. He rushed forward, grabbed a handful of wheat from the sack, and his voice trembled violently with excitement. His tiger-like eyes turned red instantly!

"My God! This...this not only dried it! It also...it even threshed the wheat!"

His roar was like a thunderclap!

Before the words were even finished, the entire threshing ground erupted in a deafening roar of joy and cheers!

"They're alive! Our food supply is saved!"

"Engineer Yan! You must be a god descended to earth! You're amazing!"

Chen Defu and Li Fengshou were completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Their faces turned from white to red, then from red to green, as if they had been slapped countless times with the soles of shoes, the pain burning deep inside.

They stared blankly at the young man who was surrounded by the crowd in the center, yet whose expression remained as indifferent as ever.

My heart was filled with a complex mix of regret and admiration. (This chapter has been finished. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)