"Ma Hua, tell the truth, do you want to learn cooking or do you want to learn fitter from me?" Zhao Ye asked Ma Hua standing next to him while eating in his "laboratory".
Here I want to talk about the mentor-apprentice relationship in the enterprises of that era.
Many people think that the masters and apprentices of that era were similar to those in martial arts movies. In fact, there are differences, because there are two types of masters and apprentices.
One kind, like Zhao Ye and Tian Hua, is a task assigned by the factory. It is not a question of whether you think about it or not, but that you must teach others some skills.
In such a master-apprentice relationship, the element of affection is very low. The master does not need to be too careful, as long as he masters the basic industry skills. After a few years, if he can get a first or second level, it will be considered
Let the factory know.
But there is another kind, that is, you have to kowtow with a cup of tea. It is no exaggeration at all. You kowtow and call the master and bring a cup of tea to the master. This is the real master-disciple relationship. What will happen in the master's family in the future?
They all have to take care of it, and the etiquette of the four seasons and eight festivals is indispensable.
As a master, I have to use my best skills to teach you, be responsible for your future, and take the blame for the troubles you cause. Just like why does the master take care of the old Jia family so much? That is the disciple who truly kowtows and becomes a master.
If he dares to leave his apprentice's family alone after he dies, public opinion will not let him go.
The same goes for the opposite. If the master is dead or ill, if the apprentice dares to ignore the master and his family, public opinion will still kill you without any discussion.
This is the characteristic of this era.
Regardless of whether you are sincere or fake in your heart, you must do a decent job in terms of face.
Ma Hua is a little nervous. In his mind, the canteen is a good place. At least he won't starve. He is a little reluctant to be a bench worker. This job is too tiring. If he had to choose, he would rather be a lathe worker.
However, Zhao Ye is the most skilled fitter in the factory. If such a person chooses him as his apprentice, if he doesn't give him face, and if his father at home finds out, he will definitely not survive tonight.
He has four younger brothers at home. If he is beaten to death, the old father will replace him with another one.
Looking at Ma Hua who was silent and afraid to speak, Zhao Ye knew clearly in his heart that this silly boy was unwilling.
"You are a grown man, why are you so stubborn? If you want to learn from me, just say yes, and if you don't want to, just say no. How simple is that?"
When Ma Hua heard what Zhao Ye said, his face became even more embarrassed, but that was not the case in his heart. What he said in his heart was simple. If you ask me this, do I dare to speak my mind?
Looking at this guy who was still silent, Zhao Ye suddenly thought of something: "Huh? Do you think that if you work in the cafeteria in the future, you will definitely have good food?"
"Yeah!" Ma Hua replied subconsciously. After he finished speaking, he realized how he had spoken out what was in his heart!
"Hey! I guess that's all you have to do." Zhao Ye was a little happy when he heard this. In fact, this person's qualifications are average, very average. Just look at him learning to cook from Sha Zhu.
After half a lifetime, I don’t seem to have learned anything.
But this person also has his advantages: first, he is simple-minded and has no big ambitions. He just wants to live his own small life honestly.
Secondly, be honest and be able to follow yourself wholeheartedly. Don’t have any random thoughts in your heart and be able to follow yourself step by step.
These two points are enough. Zhao Ye doesn’t need a truly skilled person. At least not at this stage!
"You think you can eat better in the cafeteria, and I agree with that. But if you follow me, I guarantee that you will eat better than in the cafeteria!" Zhao Ye said it very domineeringly, he can really do this.
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It's nothing more than giving him some food and meat from time to time.
This is just these years. After a few more years, I will see the benefits of following myself.
"Really?" Ma Hua asked in disbelief.
"Do you know what my salary is?"
"I know, 109 yuan."
"Well, it's enough if you know." Zhao Ye nodded and continued: "Follow me and study hard. In a few years, you can also be an eighth-level worker!" Zhao Ye gave him a big picture.
"Ah! Eighth-level worker? How can it be so easy!" MCA obviously didn't believe it.
"As long as I say yes! This level 8 worker is different from the level 8 worker. You will know later." Zhao Ye did not explain clearly. In short, this MCA cannot escape.
In this way, Zhao Ye spent a day and asked several old masters to testify. Zhao Ye asked this young apprentice to serve him tea and kowtow to him, thus officially accepting him as his apprentice.
Although he is about the same age as himself, master and apprentice are master and apprentice, and there is no room for any resistance from you.
For example, now, Zhao Ye almost never leaves the house. Except for occasionally going to the workshop to process some things himself, he spends most of the time in his "laboratory".
Until one day, Professor Ci came to the door in person, but was blocked by Ma Hua, a stupid young man.
"My master is busy, why are you looking for him? Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" Ma Hua asked Professor Ci with a frown on his face.
Professor Ci was stunned at first, until he found out that this boy was Zhao Ye's apprentice, and then he said to him: "You are Zhao Ye's apprentice? Why does he still accept an apprentice?"
"As you said, my master is very capable. Who in this factory doesn't know about it? Why can't he accept an apprentice?" Ma Hua felt a little unhappy when he heard this man's tone.
"Haha, okay, even if he is your master, then I am still his teacher! What should you call me when you meet me?" Professor Ci also wanted to tease this Ma Hua, so he revealed his identity.
Of course, Ma Hua knew that Zhao Ye was still in college. When he heard that he was his teacher, it meant that he was his "master". This arrogance disappeared immediately and turned into nothing in the blink of an eye.
A pug.
"Oh, I didn't know you were my master. My master is busy inside. I'll take you in to find him." With that, Ma Hua took Professor Ci into the row of logistics warehouses.
Now this is no longer the original construction headquarters. The factory has used this place as a logistics warehouse. But that is only in name, real logistics, and no one will actually come here to put things. Everyone
Everyone knows that this place is Zhao Ye's private land for himself, and he likes to tinker with things here.
At the beginning, some people were interested and came to take a look, but they couldn't understand it. In addition, the location was really remote, so everyone just ignored this place in the future.
When Professor Ci came to the room where Zhao Ye stayed, the first feeling he felt here was that it was chaotic. Whether it was on the floor or on the walls, there were all kinds of strange tools and equipment everywhere. Many of them he didn't even recognize.
Zhao Ye, at this time, was looking at a microscope, seemingly observing something. He stopped Ma Hua's urge to go up and take a picture of Zhao Ye, and instead looked carefully in the room.
Huh? What is this?
A gadget on the table caught his attention. It was a long glass product, about ten centimeters long, and on the glass, a row of ten numbers were flashing continuously.
He moved up curiously and kept staring at this thing. The numbers above may change randomly, and the frequency of changes is about twice every second.
He didn't dare to pick up this thing. Of course, he also saw that this thing was welded to a circuit board on the table.
He walked around the side of the table to see what was behind the glass.
The result was surprising. There was nothing behind the glass, just a gray glass plate.
"The numbers above are generated under control!" Professor Ci was a little excited. He first thought of the technology of light-emitting transistors.
This is currently the most advanced technology in the Soviet Union. They have all heard of it, but have never seen it, and there are no samples for them to practice.
Seeing this thing, Professor Ci felt like a cat's paw, wishing he could just dismantle it and see the structure inside.
Sometimes, scientists are like naughty children. When they see something that they don’t understand well but are very interested in, they want to take it apart and take a look. The difference is that naughty children usually can’t put it back together, and then they get beaten up by their parents.
Suddenly. But scientists can often put it back and then continue on the road of imitation.
So, curiosity is so important to human beings.
Zhao Ye noticed Professor Ci as soon as he entered the door. However, the thing he was holding now could not be interrupted. There were no extra materials originally prepared. If he destroyed it all at once, he would have to use space.
Use your strength to reassemble it.
It's not impossible, but it will greatly reduce the fun of micro-rubbing master!
After waiting for another ten minutes, Zhao Ye finally moved his eyes away from the lens, and then took out a small object two to three centimeters long and wide from the bottom of the "microscope".
Professor Ci no longer paid attention to what Zhao Ye was looking at at this time. All his interest was now focused on the small glass plate in front of him.
Hearing the sound of getting up over there, Professor Ci already knew that Zhao Ye's work was over and he could ask questions.
"Zhao Ye, what is this? Is it a light-emitting transistor?" Professor Ci has been looking at it for about ten minutes. The more he looked, the less confident he was because it really didn't resemble the description he had heard.
"Professor Ci, this is not that thing, this is an LCD panel made by me." Zhao Ye said proudly.
"LCD panel?"
"Yes, LCD panel."
"What is a liquid crystal panel? Why haven't I heard of it?" Professor Ci thought carefully. He knew about liquid crystals, but he had never heard of liquid crystal panels. Then he asked further.