Chapter 101 The cutting machine has arrived, what a hard box!
“Is it so hard?”
Chen Yang frowned, it took him a long time to get such a shallow mark.
What material is this box made of?
Or did you buy a fake product on a certain website?
Well, forget it, it's not ineffective at all. As long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.
At the moment, Chen Yang started the cutting machine again, aimed at the mark just now, and continued to grind.
"Zizzizi..."
The boss is moving.
It cut for a while, stopped for a while, and a blade broke in the middle.
The thickened diamond blade actually broke.
It almost hit him, it was really dangerous.
After grinding for half an hour, Chen Yang felt a buzzing in his ears.
The dazzling firelight also caused a double image in his eyes.
Looking at the safe again, the mark on it was a little deeper, but it was only cut into two or three millimeters at most.
Too hard?
Chen Yang had an ugly expression on his face.
There are two blades in total, one is broken, and the remaining one is about to be ground flat. The hardness of the material of this safe is really beyond imagination.
He is really a little doubtful. Is this a product from decades ago?
Sure enough, I thought it was too simple.
If you continue grinding like this, I'm afraid it won't be able to be cut in a day or two.
Either find a large cutting machine, switch to arc cutting, water cutting...
But, it is too conspicuous.
He still wanted to do it quietly by himself.
It doesn’t matter if you spend more time, just take the path of grinding an iron pestle into a needle.
Buy a few more blades and cut slowly.
"Woof, woof..."
Just when Chen Yang was about to continue, the cry of the black tiger came from the front yard.
Someone is coming.
He hurriedly put away the safe.
When I came to the front yard, I saw Song Ping.
Carrying a hoe, he was blocked from the courtyard by the black tiger and did not dare to go in.
“Black Tiger.”
Chen Yang scolded.
Black Tiger wisely returned to the firewood pile, lay down on the ground and took a nap.
"How come this bitch doesn't recognize people? I gave you so many good things for nothing." Song Ping was indignant.
Normally, he often runs here and brings delicious food to Black Tiger, but this bitch still doesn't regard him as one of his own.
“It’s not that it doesn’t recognize people, it recognizes people too well.”
Chen Yang can clearly feel the changes in Black Tiger, especially in terms of IQ, and can completely understand him. Be loyal and reliable.
Song Ping walked into the yard with a hoe, "Brother Yang, what are you doing at home? Why is there such a big movement?"
His face was full of curiosity. The two families were so close. If he couldn't hear such a loud noise just now, he would have to be deaf.
“I bought a cutting machine and cut some firewood.”
The village depends on the mountains. Although some wealthy families have used natural gas, the most indispensable thing in the mountains is firewood. , natural gas is not cost-effective, so most people still use wood stoves.
“Cut firewood?”
Song Ping was stunned for a moment, “We have a chain saw at home, what kind of cutting machine do you want to buy?”
Chen Yang laughed and glanced at the hoe on his shoulder, "Where are you going?"
"My dad asked me to dig bamboo rats with him. Let me ask you. Don’t you want to go?”
Song Ping came back to his senses and thought of business.
“Bamboo rat?”
Chen Yang was a little surprised. Song Ping said, "All the bamboo in my Bamboo Forest has been eaten up by bamboo rats. We are going to catch a few of them and bring them back for tooth sacrifice. Brother Yang, you are very strong and you must be fierce at digging the ground..."
As I listened, my taste changed.
Ganqing is here to find the coolies.
……
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The sun hasn't set yet, and it's the cool time of the evening.
The Bamboo Forest is not far away either.
Chen Yang carried a hoe, took Heihu with him, and followed Song Ping to the Bamboo Forest.
Song Daneng was already busy in the woods.
A big hole had been dug on the ground by Song Daneng, and the new soil was piled beside it.
"How are you? How many have you dug?"
Chen Yang walked over and took a look into the pit.
It has been dug nearly one meter deep. You can see a hole in the soil, but you don’t know where it leads.
The bamboo rat hole is very deep and needs to be dug out with brute force. You don’t know how long it will take to dig it out.
“How many?”
Song Daneng pounded the hoe, sweating profusely, and took two breaths, "I have been digging for half an hour, and I haven't found a single one. These little things are so tricky that they are so difficult to dig..."
< br>He pointed at the forest, "There are holes everywhere. I don't know how many yards are hidden underground. I've chewed all the bamboos and bamboo shoots. I haven't even eaten them yet..."< br>
Having said this, he spat on his hands and started digging again.
Sweat like rain.
"Xiaoyang, relay, relay..."
The hole he dug was more than one meter deep, and the hole was still extending downwards. Not even a single bamboo rat hair could be seen. The digging made Song Daneng a little desperate.
At first he was still very hot and determined to eat roasted bamboo rats at night, but the result was different from what he imagined. It was a bit difficult for these bamboo rats to hide underground and not come out. Do it.
“Are you sure this is a bamboo rat burrow?”
Chen Yang has never dug a bamboo rat, so he doesn’t know how to identify a bamboo rat burrow.
“I saw it go in, it can still be fake.”
Song Daneng sat aside with his shirt off, picked up a piece of bamboo shoot shell and used it as a fan, blowing the wind.
Chen Yang jumped into the pit with a hoe, dug a few times, and stopped.
“Did you dig it?” Song Daneng stretched his neck.
Chen Yang shook his head, "I was wondering, are we too stupid for digging like this?"
Song Daneng raised his eyebrows, "Stupid? What do you have in mind?"
"With this method of digging, I'm afraid I won't be able to dig it out until tomorrow. There are so many bamboo rat holes in the forest, and I'm sure many of them are connected. If we dig here, it won't escape from other holes. Not necessarily..." Chen Yang said.
“I think what Brother Yang said makes sense.” Song Ping said.
Chen Yang jumped up from the pit and looked around, "This bamboo forest is low-lying. I remember there is a pool not far above. Let's find a way to divert the water from the pool down and flood it. Bamboo rats, I don't believe they can stay down there..."
"I think what Brother Yang said makes sense." Song Ping nodded repeatedly.
"This saves time and effort, Uncle Daneng, what do you think?" Chen Yang looked at Song Daneng.
This is Daneng Song's bamboo forest. He has the final say on how to deal with it.
“I think what Brother Yang said makes sense.” Song Ping added.
"You repeater, you brat, get out of here."
Song Daneng laughed and scolded Song Ping, and then said to Chen Yang, "How can I put it, college students are college students, their brains Just tell me what to do, I will listen to you..."
"Go to the pool first!"
Chen Yang left a few words and walked up to the bamboo forest.
There is a natural pond above the bitter bamboo forest, about a hundred meters away.
The pond is fifty or sixty meters wide, so it can be regarded as a large wild pond. The village has no clear ownership of it, and no one is managing it. It is already deserted.
During this period, there was plenty of rain in the mountains, and the water in the ponds was extremely turbid, almost overflowing.
(End of this chapter)