In this way, Yi Chuanzong was very happy. He actually still had this ability, so swinging a sledgehammer was a good job!
He hurriedly swung the sledgehammer and shouted indispensably: "Eighty!"
clang!
"eighty!"
clang!
"eighty!"
clang!
Yan Jiecheng and Yu Ziyi over there were dumbfounded. Is this how they work?
After stuffing it, one hammer at a time?
Are you kidding me?
This is not a job that requires brute force at all. If the plug is misaligned, only the deformation of the workpiece pressed by the hydraulic press can make it go in.
"eighty!"
clang!
There was a faint sound in their ears. Yan Jiecheng and Yu Ziyi looked at each other silently, then picked up the hammer and shouted at the top of their lungs while smashing it, "Eighty!"
clang!
As soon as the hammer came down, Yan Jiecheng fell silent.
This is not a matter of shouting slogans! Indeed, shouting slogans feels a little stronger, but the workpiece has not gone in much, and there are still two centimeters exposed. The most difficult thing to smash is always at the back.
"Haha, Yan Jiecheng, what are you three doing? What kind of slogan is eighty?" A tall and thin worker in the distance laughed.
"You three are quite consistent and united!" Another worker laughed.
This opened up some controversy, and the co-workers all added, "Don't mention it, this eighty-year-old shouting sounds quite powerful."
Over there, Yi Chuanzong turned around and nodded with a smile, which was regarded as saying hello to them.
Yan Jiecheng rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "You idiots are still gloating over misfortune, but now you don't have to swing a sledgehammer!"
clang!
With the last soft sound, Yi Chuanzong had finished smashing a large steel plate. He straightened up and said with great satisfaction: "Isn't it quite difficult?"
The corners of Yan Jiecheng's mouth twitched violently. It's not difficult. It's not difficult to kill someone!
At this time, Yi Chuanzong had already arrived at another large steel plate nearby. He stuffed the cylindrical workpiece in it leisurely and leisurely. It wasn't too difficult. He just stuffed it in and pressed it a little.
This time he is not going to install one and smash each one. He is going to fill up the remaining nine large steel plates first, and then he will only need to swing another 135 hammers.
The main reason is that he feels unsatisfied. He can only swing 15 pounds apart. This 15-pound hammer is not as heavy as an old lady. He can't even warm up, and he is boring!
Yu Ziyi silently looked at the large steel plate full of workpieces, and decided to do his own work first. What was easy for others was very difficult for him.
Yesterday, he had a hard day. His back hurt in the middle of the night, his arms were sore, and he couldn't straighten up in the morning. The muscles on both arms were also stiff. He had to work for a while today before he felt better.
Yan Jiecheng glanced at Yi Chuanzong and knocked on the workpiece absentmindedly. His eyes suddenly brightened up and he walked slowly over and whispered: "Zhuanzong."
"Huh? What's the matter?" Yi Chuanzong asked casually, continuing to stuff workpieces into the large steel plate.
Yan Jiecheng smiled flatteringly and said, "If you finish smashing it in a while, can you help me hammer it twice?"
"Huh?" Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly became serious and he raised his head to look at his cunning look.
You're thinking shit!
How dare a love rival come to ask for help?
However, Yi Chuanzong was generous and decided to help him.
So he said solemnly: "Liberation, do you know who we are working for now? Do you know who pays us wages? If I help you, it will be cheating, how can you become a regular employee? Your conscience is here
I will also condemn myself at night! We must do our own work well! This is the glory of our workers!..."
Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment by what he said, and finally went back to swinging the sledgehammer without knowing what was going on.
Yi Chuanzong sneered. He was planning on him, but he still wanted him to help? He didn't have such free time now. After swinging the hammer, he had to do other work.
He found that even if he didn't use the designated skill card, he seemed to learn very quickly, so he should work harder to become a regular worker sooner and become self-sufficient sooner.
In less than ten minutes, Yi Chuanzong had stuffed all the workpieces into the holes. He straightened up and looked at the large steel plates protruding from the workpieces, feeling a little excited to try.
A real man should roll the iron!
He could no longer contain his surging strength!
Nonsence!
I habitually spit some saliva into my hands and rub my hands together. This is a standard activity in the countryside. I followed the villagers to shout slogans and do farm work together. This little habit was learned involuntarily.
Yi Chuanzong grabbed the hammer and put it on his shoulder, and then planned the direction of the hammer. After a rough look, he started to take action.
The shouting sounded again in the workshop, as well as the clang of steel clashing to the beat.
"eighty!"
clang!
"eighty!"
clang!
…
Yi Chuanzong's voice was very loud. It was like it was squeezed out from the chest. It sounded very hard and matched perfectly with the sound of the hammer.
The nearby workers immediately began to work according to this rhythm.
"Fuck! It's too big!"
Yuan Qiao from the grinding workshop cursed loudly. Although there is no need to deduct money for damaging a workpiece, it must be within the standard. Otherwise, it will be a broken workpiece, and he will only be an apprentice for the rest of his life. In serious cases, he may be fired.
risk.
Originally, he was in poor physical condition after swinging the hammer all day yesterday. Both arms were swollen and he had no strength in his hands. So he took the file and sharpened it back and forth along with the beat, and it was done without even realizing it.
He stood up angrily and wanted to tell Yi Chuanzong to stop shouting. Not all work can be done with a rhythm. Some work with a slightly higher precision requires concentration, especially since he is not very skilled in this skill.
Apprenticeship.
But when he turned his head, he was stunned for a moment.
Yi Chuanzong smashed the workpiece in with one hammer, and then turned it slightly, and another workpiece came out with the hammer.
The job he did yesterday was not like this at all. Which workpiece was smashed in without showing a good posture and hitting it twenty or thirty times?
Why is Yi Chuanzong so relaxed?
Is it because of Master Yi that the batch of workpieces arranged by Director Wang are easier to smash?
Jealous in his heart, Yuan Qiao subconsciously ignored Yan Jiecheng and Yu Ziyi who were hammering the workpiece with difficulty. The sound of the two hammering was relatively quiet.
Yuan Qiao pulled the worker next to him and said in a sour tone: "Shi Hang, look over there!"
"What's wrong? Isn't it just swinging a sledgehammer? It's not like I haven't swing it before?" Shi Hang replied absently, his mind was on the workpiece being ground in his hand.
Nowadays, everyone's workpieces are recorded. Those who take over his workpieces for secondary fine grinding are those master fitters with better skills. Being more careful can improve their skills and maybe even get praise. Working hard will give you a good reputation.
The chance of becoming a regular employee is greater.
Yuan Qiao said jealously: "You have been here for a year and you should have swung a sledgehammer twice. Can you see if there is anything wrong with his batch of workpieces?"
"The workpiece is wrong?" Shi Hang's heart suddenly tightened. This is related to the accuracy of production.
The large steel plates are all produced and transported from the previous workshop. If something is wrong, it is not just a problem with the iron plate. It is very likely that there is a problem with the machine and the accuracy of the batches of workpieces is wrong. This is a big problem!
The processes are all corresponding, and there must be timely feedback. If there is a problem with the machine, it must be reported in time. Why are the people in the front workshop so careless?
Complaining in his heart, he quickly turned his head, and his eyelids trembled again at this glance. Who knows who has smashed the big steel plate, it was not so easy at all, but looking at Yan Jiecheng and Yu Ziyi next to him, he felt like
Very normal.
To be cautious, Shi Hang said in a deep voice: "Let's go over and take a look!"
Of course Yuan Qiao would not object. His arm was still sore, but after looking at it for a while, he realized the seriousness of the problem and hurriedly walked over there.
"Shitou, what are you doing here? Aren't you just at work?" A worker opposite looked at them and asked.
Shi Hang didn't speak, but pointed in that direction with a gloomy expression.
When the worker opposite saw it, he panicked and followed him directly. He had also done this job.
When there were more people, some of the workers who were doing the work also noticed something unusual, and finally twenty or thirty workers walked towards the east gate in groups.
Over there, Yi Chuanzong was still banging hard, shouting: "Eighty!"