Yi Chuanzong and Yi Zhonghai walked out of the cafeteria laughing and joking, and the workers in the cafeteria started talking again.
"Good guy, he ate another twenty steamed buns today. How did he manage to keep it?"
"That guy is just a loser. He eats so much in one meal. How much money can he make to spend?"
"It's not useless. I heard from the workers in Workshop No. 6 that he is extremely strong!"
"Strong? Can it be as powerful as the machines in our steel rolling mill? Fitter requires skills, so what's the use of strength?"
"Okay, Han Xiang, he doesn't cost us money to eat and drink."
"I just can't stand his arrogant behavior. He clamored to hit someone the day before he went to work, so I don't want to be in the same relationship with him."
The worker next to him said nothing and glanced at Han Xiang opposite, who had three-quarter length hair, a thin figure and a slight hunchback.
They left together last time, but when they heard Yi Chuanzong's threat, this guy was so frightened that he quickly dragged him away. At that time, he started to hold grudges against others.
Seeing that no one spoke, Han Xiang said nothing more and ate the rice in silence on the plate. He was in poor health and had a small appetite, so he only ate half a steamed bun in one meal.
…
At this time, Yi Chuanzong had returned to the workshop, and the workers around him greeted him friendly.
"You ate so much and you ate pretty fast. I just came back for a while."
"Chuanzong, are the pickles made by your aunt delicious?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled when he heard this: "It's not bad. I just eat too much and drink more water in the afternoon. I may have to go to the toilet twice."
"Hahaha, Li Zhong, get over here and I'll just say it's salty. You thief still doesn't believe me!"
"Get out of here you big bastard, didn't you just guess right once?"
"You made a bet on a steamed bun, are you trying to cheat?"
"You're cheating? I'm letting you go. It doesn't matter if I give you a steamed bun. Just take a look in your pocket and see if you can still afford a steamed bun?"
"Oh, I have a wife to take care of me, so I don't have to spend money. How can you, a bachelor like you, make money and spend it on your own?"
"Wang Dabiao, don't put your own face on yourself, who of you will serve whom? Go home and drink milk!"
"Li Zhong, it's your grandma's! You need to be beaten, right?"
Yi Chuanzong laughed as he watched the two chasing each other around the workshop. Although Li Zhongren was shorter, he ran fast, and Wang Dabiao might not be able to catch up.
There are few entertainment activities at this time, and workers often fight and fight with each other, and the trigger is simply the mother-in-law at home.
"Director Wang!"
"Director Wang!"
"Is the workshop a place for fighting?"
Yi Chuanzong glanced over there, and the two of them were caught by the leader at the door. At this moment, they were constantly apologizing and giving verbal assurances, but the credibility was slightly lower, and the two of them would definitely fight each other the next day!
Then Yi Chuanzong was a little surprised, because after Director Wang said a few words, he walked straight over this way.
"Director Wang!"
"Zhuanzong, I just have something to do with you!" Director Wang said with a smile, his slightly serious face was very friendly at this time.
Yi Chuanzong smiled softly: "Director Wang, if you have any work, just arrange it directly. Why discuss it?"
The smile on Director Wang's face became even brighter, and he said directly: "You also know that the factory will be closed for a day or two in early October, and the specific holidays are still uncertain. Although the tasks in the factory are not heavy, they are not easy either."
"In order to ensure that the work progress does not affect production, I want you to smash the remaining large steel plates. The efficiency of other people doing this work is too low. If you can finish it as soon as possible, then three people will be saved.
Seven days of work can equal two to three hours of work in our sixth workshop, which also allows everyone to work less overtime."
Yi Chuanzong pondered slightly, it didn't matter what kind of work he did, he wasn't tired anyway.
The three of them made thirty large steel plates a day, which was two hundred and ten in seven days. Four hours in the afternoon, fifty per hour, nearly one per minute, which was quite stressful for him.
"Director Wang, it doesn't matter if you smash the iron plates. The problem is that they have to be carried back and forth. This time, thirty of them were brought here. After half an hour of work, we will definitely not be able to finish it this afternoon. We have to do it at noon tomorrow."
When Director Wang heard what was going on, he said, "The overhead crane in the warehouse is used frequently, and workpieces often need to be transported. This time cannot be saved. It will be completed very quickly at noon tomorrow!"
Yi Chuanzong immediately said: "Okay, I'll go and smash the remaining plates over there first, and I can take them away as soon as work starts in the afternoon."
Director Wang immediately smiled, he was very motivated to work!
"Yan Jiecheng, Zhao Zhou, you two will follow Yi Chuanzong and help!"
"Okay, Director Wang, I promise to complete the task!" Yan Jiecheng shouted quickly. His body was not strong to begin with. He had not done much heavy work in the city since he was a child. He had smashed a large steel plate for three days and had already reached the level of
His current limit.
He had no energy when swinging the sledgehammer in the morning. He thought he would have to work overtime in the afternoon to complete today's work. Unexpectedly, Yi Chuanzong would come to help. He almost cried, crying with joy!
The three of them came to the east gate. Yi Chuanzong took a quick look and found that apart from the ten he had finished in the morning, there were still eleven left that had not been finished. He glanced at Yan Jiecheng with a half-smile, and saw the haggard expression on his face.
You could tell by his appearance that he had one more one left.
"One person helps me stuff the workpiece in, and the other person is responsible for calling the taxi."
"I'm going to call a taxi." Yan Jiecheng shouted and ran away.
Now his legs are worthless for walking, and this kind of errand work is considered easy. Now when he sees the workpiece, he feels pain in his back and arms.
"I'll stuff the workpiece for you." Zhao Zhou bent down and started stuffing it.
Yi Chuanzong walked up to a hammer, picked up the handle of the hammer, and walked back. He made some preparations first, "Bah! Bah!"
Rub your hands together and the preparation is over.
"eighty!"
clang!
"eighty!"
clang!
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After finishing the one hundred and sixty-four hammer swings, it took more than ten minutes. Yan Jiecheng came back in a hurry, followed by two green pickup trucks, and the sound of a rumbling engine could be heard.
The load capacity of trucks at this time was relatively small. The trucks used in factories could pull up to five large steel pans at a time, and the load capacity was only five or six tons.
Over there, Yan Jiecheng waved the cars into the workshop. In fact, he didn't know anything at all and was just giving random instructions. Other drivers can drive very well, even if they just drive by feeling.
"When do you think we can have a car?" Zhao Zhou said enviously.
Yi Chuanzong smiled and said, "What kind of car? There is something to be said for buying a bicycle. If you get twenty-two and a half yuan a month, and your salary reaches twenty, you will get an industrial coupon. With thirteen industrial coupons, you can eat cornstarch for another year.
You should be able to barely save a bicycle. As for the truck..."
Today's steel rolling mill is not just about benchwork, it is a complete set of industrial factories. From the smelting of steel to the final processing into finished products, everything is carried out in the factory.
The reason for this is because of transportation difficulties. There are not many large trucks of this kind in the entire country, which means they are only supplied to factories for limited use.
Yi Chuanzong glanced at the truck that was driving over. It didn't have any brand, but that didn't mean its value was low.
If we consider its value and compare it to later generations, any brand of supercar used alone to describe it is an insult to the truck.
Taking out all the cars running on a national highway, it is almost as valuable as it is, but not as rare as it is.
Zhao Zhou looked bitter, "I haven't married yet, if I can save that money..."
"Boom!"
A loud noise directly interrupted Zhao Zhou's words, and Yi Chuanzong's pupils suddenly tightened.
The steel plate that was half hoisted suddenly fell down, smashing the truck's fender, and the big iron plate bounced in this direction!