Another World Metal Factory

Chapter 61

Saturday arrived. It would have been a day off if there was no urgent work, but the factory was still running.

However, the Factory Manager was absent. Inside, only Tehez, Channing, and Richel were present.

Channing and Tehez were making bells, and Richel had come to deliver lunch.

“So, I made a new menu, try it and let me know what you think.”

Richel took out plates and containers from her basket.

“You made something unique?”

“Yes. You’ve probably never seen a dish like this before, so look forward to it.”

As Richel said this, Channing and Tehez began to eat the food she served on the plates. A dish quite different from the usual bread and stew was placed before them.

“Oh! This is good!”

“Isn’t it?”

Channing exclaimed as he ate the food on his plate, and Richel smiled brightly.

Tehez lifted the food with a fork and examined it carefully. Long strands followed the fork upwards.

“I’ve certainly never seen this dish before.”

“Remember that food you ate here at the factory before, the one you pour hot water on? I was curious about it, so I did some research.”

Richel explained with a grin.

“You mean ramen. That’s delicious. But this tastes quite different, doesn’t it?”

“Yes. It was difficult to replicate that exact taste, so I tried various things, and mixing it with a slightly thick tomato stew turned out the best. Isn’t it good?”

“Yes. It’s good.”

While Channing slurped the noodles, Tehez continued to examine them closely and then looked at Richel.

“I think it would have been better if it were a little thinner.”

Richel nodded.

“Yes. I think so too, but I couldn’t make it as thin as the ramen we had before. At first, I tried kneading it by hand, but it took too long. I couldn’t get it to become thread-like. In the end, I had to spread it out and cut it with a knife, but it takes too much time and effort to make it thin enough.”

Tehez also nodded.

“It would certainly be difficult to make each one by hand. I wonder how the ramen the Factory Manager brought was made?”

“Indeed. I’m a bit curious about that too.”

Channing lifted his plate and swept the remaining noodles into his mouth, listening to their conversation.

After finishing the remaining sauce and noodles, Channing finally spoke.

“So, cutting it is the hard part.”

“Yes. It’s quite labor-intensive. It’s possible to do it, but…”

Channing said as he put down his empty plate, and Richel nodded. Channing thought for a moment and then looked at Richel.

“Richel! I have a rough idea! Go and get some dough.”

“Channing?!”

“Really?”

Richel and Tehez’s eyes widened simultaneously.

Channing frowned slightly at their strange reaction and grumbled.

“Oh, come on! Do you think I live without any thoughts? I was trying to help.”

“I thought so.”

Richel retorted immediately to Channing’s grumbling, and Channing sighed.

“Oh well… Just go and get it! I’ll make it quickly!”

Channing rose from his seat, and Richel also got up, gathering the empty plates and heading outside.

Channing examined the pile of scrap metal in the corner and pulled out a large sheet of iron.

“So what are you going to make?”

“I just had an idea. Tehez! Sorry, but could you go get the wooden cutting board? It’s in the kitchen, right?”

“Hmm? Okay.”

Tehez nodded and headed to the kitchen, and Channing gathered various tools and materials and headed to the workbench.

“What did you come up with?”

“Yeah. Something that will make cutting a little easier.”

Channing measured the iron plate and cut it using a band saw. After making a long handle shape on one side of the square-cut iron plate, Channing moved to the belt sander and started sharpening the blade.

Meanwhile, Tehez, who had brought a large cutting board from the kitchen, placed it on the workbench and said,

“I brought the cutting board. Anything else I can help with?”

“Ah! Thanks! Next, can you see the iron rod I put over there? Cut that to the length of the cutting board!”

Channing said while making the blade, and Tehez measured the length of the cutting board with a tape measure, marked the rod, and cut it with a band saw.

As soon as the rod was cut, Channing approached with the finished blade.

“Did you sharpen it properly?”

“Yeah. It’s not like it’s my first time making a knife. It’s sharp. So, Tehez, can you attach a wooden handle here?”

“You’re really making me do everything. Alright, alright.”

Even as she said that, Tehez accepted the blade.

Taking two thin pieces of wood, Tehez drilled holes in them and also drilled holes in the handle part of the blade. Then, she placed the wood and hammered the metal rod to firmly fix the handle.

Finally, Tehez trimmed the protruding metal rod and wooden handle with a hand grinder and carefully examined the blade. She thought it looked more like an axe than a kitchen knife.

Channing approached Tehez, who was looking at the blade, and took it.

“Good! Now all I have to do is attach the blade!”

Channing smiled brightly and took the blade to the cutting board.

“You attached the rod to the cutting board. It’s quite high, isn’t it? What on earth is it for?”

“Just watch! It’s a revolutionary invention!”

Channing placed the blade and started drilling holes.

Leaving Channing to drill holes on the opposite side of the handle, Tehez carefully examined the cutting board.

A metal rod was hanging 10cm high at the end of the cutting board. The metal supporting both sides of the rod was a sturdy-looking bracket. And a peculiar object was hanging from that rod.

It was a donut-shaped part that was inserted into the rod and made to move from side to side, and a piece of metal with a hole was welded to one end of it.

The parts came together in Tehez’s mind, forming the image of an object.

Tehez, who finally figured out how the object worked, exclaimed in admiration to Channing,

“Ahhh! Wow! Channing! You thought of all this?!”

“Hey! That’s too much. I can make things like that too!”

While Channing was grumbling, the door opened and Richel entered.

“Ugh! I barely managed to bring the dough. But this is bread dough, is that okay?!”

When Richel asked, Channing nodded.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, since I’m just testing the shape. Richel, spread the dough, it’s almost finished.”

Channing lifted the blade with the holes, and Tehez led Richel to the kitchen.

“It looks strange when Channing does that.”

“It’s okay. It’s a pretty decent invention, unlike something Channing would make.”

Tehez replied to the anxious Richel and took out a new cutting board and flour.

“What about a rolling pin? Don’t you have one?”

Richel asked while sprinkling flour on the cutting board and placing the dough on it, and Tehez started searching the kitchen. She rummaged through the shelves for a while, but there was nothing that could be used as a rolling pin.

“Uh… there isn’t one? Wait a minute!”

Tehez searched the kitchen for a while and then went outside to where the pipes were piled up.

Tehez took out the cleanest and lightest aluminum pipe from the various types of pipes and inserted the pipe cutter lying next to it into the pipe.

After adjusting the pipe cutter with a circular blade to fit the pipe perfectly, Tehez started turning the pipe cutter, and the pipe was quickly cut with a clunk.

Tehez took the cut pipe to the kitchen and handed it to Richel.

“Will this work?”

“Yeah. It’s perfect.”

Richel took the pipe, wiped it clean with a dishcloth, and dusted it with flour. Then she started rolling out the dough.

Richel expertly rolled out the dough and folded it neatly, sprinkling flour on it.

“Channing! Are you done?!”

“Yeah! I’m done! Bring it!”

Channing replied to Richel’s call, and Richel and Tehez approached with the dough.

“Now, put the dough here. I’ll show you how to use it.”

At Channing’s words, Richel placed the dough on the cutting board, still looking anxious, and Channing stood in front of the cutting board with a bright smile.

“Now! Watch closely!”

Channing started moving the blade.

The dough was cut as the blade came down, and Channing lifted the blade and moved it slightly to the side.

The part inserted into the iron rod had a slight gap to allow the blade to move easily, so the blade moved sideways effortlessly.

Channing lowered the blade again to cut the dough and lifted it. He repeated the process, and noodles were made in an instant. The width was a little irregular, but it was still fast.

“How about it! This cutting board, modeled after the jakdu used for cutting livestock feed!”

“Ohhh! Channing! What a surprise?! You made this?!”

Richel praised Channing after seeing his demonstration, and Channing smiled brightly with a confident look.

“I’ll try it this time.”

Richel took the knife handle instead of Channing and started cutting the dough. The dough was being cut much more neatly than when Channing did it.

“This will definitely make it faster.”

“Right?!”

Richel said while spreading out the cut noodles, and Channing looked triumphant.

“It’s amazing that this came from Channing’s head.”

“Hey!”

While Channing shouted at Tehez’s words, the front door of the factory opened and someone entered. It was Oran with bags in both hands and the Factory Manager with a large cardboard box.

“Welcome back.”

“Hello.”

Tehez and Richel greeted them, and Oran greeted them back with a bright smile and went into the kitchen to put down the bags.

“What are you making again?”

“Ah. Channing actually made something useful for once.”

Richel replied to Oran’s question. Oran looked at the object Channing had made.

“It’s a cutting board for cutting noodles. It’s a good product, isn’t it?”

Oran praised him, and Channing looked at Richel and Tehez with a triumphant expression.

“What is it? Kalguksu?”

The Factory Manager also came out and looked at the cutting board from all angles.

“Well made. Channing made this? This guy is finally becoming useful.”

The Factory Manager also praised him, and Channing nodded even more triumphantly.

“But why did you suddenly make this?”

The Factory Manager asked, and Richel quickly took a metal container from the basket and poured it onto a plate. Noodle dishes were poured on top of it.

“We were making this. I mentioned something that could make it faster, and Channing made it.”

“Pasta.”

“Isn’t it like spaghetti?”

“It’s the same thing.”

Oran and the Factory Manager replied to Richel’s words.

Oran lifted the noodles with a fork, put them in her mouth, and nodded.

“Aha. It’s quite tasty? Not bad.”

“It’s spaghetti. It’s pretty good.”

Richel smiled brightly and nodded at Oran and the Factory Manager’s words.

“You both seem to like it. It’ll sell well, right?”

“But it would be better if the noodles were a little thinner. The flour taste is a bit too strong.”

“I knew it. But making them that thin takes too much work, so it’s hard to make a lot at once.”

Richel replied to Oran’s words. Oran nodded.

“That’s true. It’s difficult to make thin noodles by cutting them with a knife like this.”

“We can just extrude the noodles thinly. Can you make something that extrudes them?”

The Factory Manager retorted, and everyone looked at him.

“You can make something like that?!”

“What kind of method is that?”

Richel and Tehez immediately asked questions, and the Factory Manager raised his hand to stop them and answered.

“Calm down, calm down! I’ll make it for you now. Geez… I’m going to have to work on my day off. Tehez! Remember that small stainless steel container we made before? Bring me one of those. Channing, go get an iron pipe. 5mm diameter.”

At the Factory Manager’s instructions, Tehez and Channing moved, and the Factory Manager clamped a piece of iron onto the milling machine and started cutting it.