As soon as Yi Chuanzong came to the workshop, Gong Zhoujie came up to him.
"Master Yi, let me tell you a secret."
"Hehe, tell me, listen."
Everything was on track and Yi Chuanzong was in a good mood.
"Guess who I saw at work today?" Gong Zhoujie said somewhat mysteriously.
Yi Chuanzong looked him up and down and guessed: "Is it Han Xiang?"
Gong Zhoujie nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's him, and he didn't go towards the workshop, but went to the office!"
Han Xiang went to the hospital for gastric lavage and originally came to work the next day. However, he developed a high fever after not working for long, so he asked for leave and went home again.
Yi Chuanzong narrowed his eyes slightly, "He went to the office? How was his health at that time? Did he go to Director Qian to ask for leave?"
"I think he was in good spirits at the time. He must have recovered from his illness," Gong Zhoujie replied.
Yi Chuanzong nodded, "Let's ignore him. Today should be the same as yesterday. We should still make workpiece No. 5. You and Liu Yuan can go get it after you start work."
Han Xiang is just a clown. If he doesn't tidy up when he has the chance, it's not worth his trouble. If he really wants to drive this person out of the factory, it will be too difficult. He doesn't have that much power now.
"Okay, we will definitely follow Master Yi's instructions!" Gong Zhoujie saluted jokingly.
Yi Chuanzong raised his eyebrows and said: "In that case, you can just do the sawing today, and you won't need to do the subsequent frustrating and grinding!"
Gong Zhoujie's face turned bitter, and he smiled apologetically and said, "Master Yi, I'll cut it, but I can't keep up with you at this speed!"
"That's okay. You're slow at everything anyway, so just do some exercise." Yi Chuanzong said casually.
The frowning Gong Zhoujie's eyes suddenly lit up, "That guy Han Xiang is here, let him do it! I'll just help you!"
Yi Chuanzong glanced at him and said, "You are the only one who is smart. If you grind it for me again today, I will let you saw it all day tomorrow!"
"I can't! I can't! I won't be distracted today!" Gong Zhoujie promised again and again.
They all came a few minutes early and arrived at work soon. After Director Qian arranged the tasks, Han Xiang never showed up.
"Han Xiang's job position in our workshop has been transferred, and a new apprentice will be transferred here soon. Workpiece No. 5 is more complicated, and it is more difficult to draw lines in the early stage. Is Master Yi still short of manpower?"
Yi Chuanzong's pupils shrank, my dear, Han Xiang is such a thief!
No wonder when I went to the office building before, I turned out to be applying for a job transfer!
I'm afraid I didn't apply for it today. The human resources department in the factory doesn't process it that quickly. I applied on the day I came out of the hospital!
I only dealt with him for a day, and he ran pretty fast!
"If other masters have enough manpower, they can put them here!"
Yi Chuanzong smiled and replied that all the apprentices on his side were doing preliminary work. Yesterday, he asked Liu Yuan and Gong Zhoujie to try to do the final grinding.
If it were placed with other masters, they would just be sawing and frustrating.
Yi Chuanzong didn't miss the two sawing strokes. Liu Yuan and Liu Yuan couldn't keep up with his speed just by sawing and cutting. It was enough if they could help pull the workpiece over and install it on the vise.
He has no shortage of manpower here.
Director Qian looked around but no master wanted anyone. "When the people come, go to Master Yi's place. Let's start work!"
Yi Chuanzong walked slowly towards the No. 5 station with square steps. As he walked, he kept feeling that something was missing.
After thinking for a moment, he finally remembered that there was no big bowl of tea in his hand!
After staying in Sijiu City for a month, he has become accustomed to the life here. He has to drink tea before eating and drink a large cup of tea in his free time.
"Master Yi!" Master Zhao behind him shouted from the workstation next to him.
Yi Chuanzong raised his head and asked, "What can I do, Master Zhao?"
Master Zhao smiled cheerfully and said, "When you bring Liu Yuan and Gong Zhoujie out, how about we switch apprentices?"
Yi Chuanzong looked startled. The disciple he had finally taught him was so good at using it, but he wanted to go over there?
There is no such saying in the fitter, and the smile on Master Zhao's face does not seem to be looking for trouble.
"Master Zhao, what do you mean?"
Master Zhao turned around and looked around. Standing next to him were two young men, who were also apprentices. They were smiling obsequiously at Yi Chuanzong.
"Lian Renyue and Zheng Xiaowei will become full-time employees next year. They want to learn from you. You work quickly, but you are short of people to help you. They can do more careful work."
Yi Chuanzong smiled immediately after hearing the words and said nonchalantly: "Hey, what do I think? It turns out that you just want to be lazy here! Okay, after I take Liu Yuan and Gong Zhoujie for a while, I will change with you
Change."
This master leads his apprentice, how can he let his apprentice learn from others.
After what Master Zhao said, even if he admitted that his skills were not as good as his, of course he couldn't directly agree, that would be too arrogant.
The problem still lies with Lian Renyue and Zheng Xiaowei. They must have seen that Liu Yuan and Gong Zhoujie were just doing some odd jobs and practicing their skills. They were attracted by it, so they asked Master Zhao to talk to him.
Master Zhao was a good person, and he was really moved by these two people, so he lowered his profile and came over to talk about it.
Yi Chuanzong gave him enough face, and Master Zhao also smiled happily, "You two just wanted to be lazy, are you satisfied this time? What are you doing in a daze? You don't have to work today? Hurry up and get the workpiece!"
"Thank you, Master Zhao, thank you, Master Yi, we're going now! We're going now!" The two young men ran towards the warehouse without hesitation.
Master Zhao took out a cigarette and handed it over, "Master Yi, do you smoke? Have one?"
Yi Chuanzong took a closer look and whispered, "Good guy, Daqianmen, Master Zhao's life is so nourishing!"
Now Qinjian cigarettes cost 8 cents a pack, "Da Jianshe" cigarettes cost 24 cents a pack, and "Yingchun" cigarettes cost 281 cents a pack.
The best cigarettes are "Da Qianmen", one pack sells for 35 cents. Two packs are equivalent to a pound of meat, and one pack of cigarettes is a pound of ribs, which is really hard to part with.
Master Zhao glanced towards the east door of the workshop and could still see the backs of Lian Renyue and the two men, "What did those two boys give me?"
Yi Chuanzong was slightly hesitant. What he was most afraid of after quitting smoking was that others would hand him cigarettes. Otherwise, his craving for cigarettes would be aroused in an instant, and he would never quit smoking!
He didn't have this kind of treatment before, and he didn't have to face this kind of test, but fortunately his will was strong enough.
"Thank you, Master Zhao. I haven't smoked Daqianmen yet! I can't help but give you face for such a good cigarette."
Reaching out to take the cigarette, Yi Chuanzong rolled it gently with his two fingers, feeling nostalgic in his heart. He also bought cigarettes, but never thought of smoking them.
Master Zhao said with a smile in his eyes: "Master Yi is not angry? I am."
"Thanks, I don't usually smoke, and I really don't have the habit of carrying a fire."
Yi Chuanzong reached out and took the matchbox, pinched a match from it, and as the dark red match head rubbed against the matchbox, a wisp of green smoke rose and orange sparks began to dance.
Yi Chuanzong lowered his head and took a puff skillfully. The cigarette was completely lit, and the slightly irritating smell of smoke was inhaled into his lungs. A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling was transmitted to his brain.
"Ahem! This smoke is really refreshing!"
I have never smoked cigarettes in this life, and now the first taste in my throat is too pure, a little choking, and a slight dizziness. After one sip, I feel refreshed.
Master Zhao chuckled and shook his head, and then lit one for himself. Cigarettes are good but expensive. The cheap ones cost eight cents. A pound of stick noodles, he usually smokes shredded cigarettes.
The two of them were chatting without a word, and then the worker at the door shouted, "Master Yi, your new apprentice is here!"
The sound of machine tools operating in the workshop is very loud, and the sound of hammering is also very loud. You can't really hear it without shouting at the top of your lungs.
Yi Chuanzong turned around and looked around, and immediately smiled. It was a young man with a slightly strong build, and he was his former worker in Workshop No. 6, Shi Hang.
This person usually works hard, but now that he has only been working for a little over a year, his skills are quite good, and he is an honest person. The relationship between the two of them was good before.
Yi Chuanzong raised his arms, waved his hands, let go of his voice and shouted, "This way!"
Shi Hang ran over excitedly, "Master Yi, it's really you!"
"Hey, do you know each other?" Master Zhao asked in surprise. Gu Geng
Yi Chuanzong smiled and nodded, "We were in the same workshop before." He turned around and said, "The work here isn't too troublesome, just follow me for two days and you'll be fine."
Shi Hang laughed happily, "I am willing to learn from you."
Yi Chuanzong took a puff of cigarette and waved his hand, "Sit down and wait together. The parcel hasn't been brought over yet."
It's the day.
Jinhaihu Town.
Xiangyang Village, where Yi Chuanzong is located, belongs to this town.
The dim hall, which smelled of musty and old oil, was now filled with people after a period of dust.
This was once the large canteen of Jinhaihu Town. Three years of famine forced the place to close in the second half of the 1960s.
As one of the few large venues, canteens can now cater for people's other activities.
It is now halfway through October, and after more than half a month of hard work, the autumn rush is coming to an end.
The leaders of Jinhaihu Commune applied for projectionists from Sijiucheng to show movies in the town.
Today's harvest is slightly better than last year. The villagers are quite happy and rely on God for their food. Now there are signs of improvement in the situation, and there is hope for the future.
Along with the joy of the autumn harvest, the leaders in the village have also not forgotten to strengthen ideological and cultural construction. Movies are a good way to entertain people and remember them in their hearts.
"What's the name of the movie being shown today?"
"What kind of flowers are you talking about?"
"Sister, look, that man still has a mustache."
"Little girl, be honest! Don't disturb others."
"Da Zhuang! This way!"
The hall is not small. It was originally a place for group meals. It is seventy or eighty square meters and is relatively spacious. However, now it feels very crowded.
The tables, chairs and benches were full of people. Some rural girls with twin ponytails were sitting in front of them holding small ponytails. Some men simply squatted in the corners of the wall, with several heads sticking out of the window.
Movies must be a very new thing and one of the few entertainment items at this time.
It's daytime now, so you can't see the movie playing outside, so it can only be played in the room.
It's not easy to grab a good seat. Many people from the town and affiliated villages come to join in the fun. There is definitely no room for so many people in the room. Those who come in late can only work outside in a hurry.
"Puffy!"
There were three loud bangs on the table in succession, and everyone in the hall fell silent.
A man in a rag coat and a woman in country clothes looked timidly at the center of the hall.
This is the only place in the hall that looks spacious, because there is a film projector placed on this table, and there is also a projectionist in charge of the projector.
It was a young man with a slender face and a mustache. He was wearing a black youth uniform and looked at the surrounding villagers with fierce eyes. He was the one who photographed the table just now.
"Do you still want to watch it? How can I adjust the sound in such a mess?"
Xu Damao has been very agitated these days because the news about Yi Chuanzong and Lou Xiao'e's blind date has spread, and of course he has heard about it.
The two had only been divorced for three days, and they started dating over there, and they heard that they were going to get married!
If he said that the two of them had no contact before, he wouldn't believe it to death, but he still didn't dare to challenge Yi Chuanzong, which made him feel aggrieved.
Originally, he had a very easy-going attitude when going to the countryside to show movies. After all, as soon as he came to the town, the villagers here respected him and the little girls also admired him. He was greatly satisfied psychologically and found the right opportunity.
Play like a village girl and get money and benefits.
But the feeling in his heart was stuck in his throat and he couldn't swallow it, and he had nowhere to lose his temper.
Xu Damao was not the kind of broad-minded person to begin with, and he almost choked him to death in the past two days.
Now that there was chaos in front of him, he burst out in frustration!
The village leader next to him saw it and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Everyone, please be quiet and don't disturb the work of the projectionist. Comrade Xu, they don't see this thing often. It's a novelty. Don't be the same as them."
The village chief is also a cadre, and the town chief is a government official. Xu Damao certainly does not dare to conflict with the leaders in the village.
Now the hall was quiet for a while, which was enough to save face.
"I'm sorry, leader, I've been a little angry lately!"
Xu Damao forced a smile and then started to adjust. He was very good at building relationships and hurried down the slope.
After some focusing, the projection tape began to rotate, a portrait appeared on the white cloth at the front of the hall, and a melody of music also sounded leisurely.
"Comrade, your projection skills are very good! You just did it a few times. Last time, Comrade Li did it for an hour!" A middle-aged man wearing neat peasant clothes next to him praised.
Xu Damao smiled modestly and said: "I started to prepare as soon as I received the task assigned by the factory. It was ready before I came to the village. I don't have to rush here again."
"My little comrade is so serious about his work, so his projection technology must be ranked high in the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant." The middle-aged man in peasant clothes had a good impression of him.
Xu Damao was in a much better mood, with a smile on his face again, "Mayor Hu, you are overly complimentary."
Mayor Hu smiled and nodded, "I remember there seems to be someone in Xiangyang Village who works as an eighth-level fitter at the No. 3 Steel Rolling Mill. I wonder if you recognize him."
The expression on Xu Damao's face froze.
He had temporarily forgotten about Silly Zhu. What he hated most was Yi Chuanzong, and the first uncle was Yi Chuanzong's uncle. Of course he hated him in his heart.
He doesn't have to care about Lou Xiao'e, he has no shortage of women, but that's when he has had enough fun and dumps others.
Now that he was mentioned by an outsider, the corner of Xu Damao's mouth twitched, "We know each other. Not only do we know each other, we also live in the same courtyard."
When he said this, he was already gritting his teeth in his heart. If it hadn't been for the first uncle, Yi Chuanzong would not have lived in the courtyard.
He used to play tricks on others, but now he doesn't dare to fall out when others set things up for him. This is what makes him most frustrated.
Next to him, a round-faced middle-aged man wearing a coat and wide trousers quickly asked: "You are from the same hospital? You should also know Yi Zhonghai's eldest nephew Yi Chuanzong, right?"
Xu Damao's eyes turned a little red when he heard his enemy's name. His waist still hurts.
After a few days, Xu Damao figured it out. Yi Chuanzong must have done this!
If it weren't for the slight signs of improvement now, he would have been ready to go to the hospital for a check-up, but he didn't go because he was afraid of embarrassment.
"Knowing." These two words were spoken by Xu Damao.
The round-faced middle-aged man looked at his gloomy face and knew that the relationship between the two was not good without asking, so he said nothing.
Suddenly a voice came from the crowd behind, "Village Chief Fang is just a fool. Why do you ask him?"
The round-faced village head Fang became angry, turned around and scolded: "Li Liang, go out if you don't want to watch a movie, don't talk nonsense here!"
Xu Damao's eyes lit up, idiot?
This middle-aged man with a sallow complexion is the head of Xiangyang Village? His attitude is a bit intriguing, as he does not want to show off his family's scandal.
In other words, what the person behind this person said is true?
Is Yi Chuanzong a fool?
Xu Damao's face turned green and red, he felt as if he had discovered something terrible!
He quickly turned his head and looked around, and saw six or seven country men sitting sideways behind a group of little girls, six or seven of them occupying the space of more than ten people.
One of the men, with a sallow complexion and skinny muscles, tilted his head and looked here unconvinced. He squinted his eyes as if he was awake, curled his thick lips and shouted, "Village Chief, I'm not telling lies!"
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Then he turned around with a smile and asked: "Hua Widow, am I right?"
Although he had a playful smile, his eyes were shining with greed. He had been coveting this widow for a long time.