Fengcheng old events

Chapter 331

The time passed slowly while the master and apprentice were chatting. Through Li Haier's narration, Zhang Xinglong had a vague impression of some things in the workshop, equipment, and working procedures.

The days passed day by day, and like countless old workers, new workers like Zhang Xinglong gradually became old workers, living a mechanical life that never changed year after year.

"Xinglong, what did you bring today?"

"Sauerkraut, stewed ribs, what's wrong?"

"Damn it, it's great to have someone who owns a restaurant, let's have lunch together?"

"Row."

Sauerkraut is pickled at the end of October, and it usually disappears in April and May. It is not available in summer and autumn.

This thing can't be kept in the summer, it will rot, that is, restaurants can do it, and it sells out quickly every day, so it doesn't need to be kept for too long.It is also sold in the market, but it is quite expensive.Out of season things are expensive.

Those who are acquainted with each other know that the lunch boxes that Zhang Xinglong brought with him in Class C were all packed from his restaurant, and they were all good things. Class A didn’t need to bring meals, and Class B got up early to go to work. He always came from home. , the belt is no different from everyone else.

After work, Zhang Xinglong didn't have time to run to Zhao Shuang's house every day, he could only go there after the night shift, or in the morning of Class C.

Zhao Shuang didn't go to school anymore, he was helping in the restaurant every day, and he didn't have time to come to Zhang Xinglong's side every day, which saved Liu Guixin and Zhang Qingzhi a lot of worry.What to worry about.

In fact, she can't do much in the restaurant, order food, collect money, get a beer or something, and occasionally go to the side market to buy some small dishes.

Zhao Shuang's mother stays in the restaurant every day. When she is busy, she can reach out everywhere, even chopping vegetables, and she is good at noodle making.After all, I have been working in a restaurant for many years. When I roll the dumpling wrappers, I roll them with both hands at the same time, and four slices are produced at a time.

Zhao Shuang's father went to work, and it was also an inspection job. Changbai shift, her brother couldn't catch a shadow all day long, and he didn't know what he was busy with. He was out with a group of buddies all day long, and he didn't work properly, and the restaurant didn't come to help.

The business of the restaurant is very good, every day there is a turnover of several thousand yuan, and some team members in the mine basically come to eat.Opening a restaurant these days basically depends on the company, and few private individuals are willing to go to the restaurant every day.

There is also a restaurant on the side of the small building. There is no second floor, and the daily turnover is only a few hundred yuan.There are only two restaurants in this area.

Various departments in the mine, as well as the workshops below, including some teams, often book a table because of some things, such as overtime work and meetings. The fashion of this era is to eat and drink, and there are not many people who are really greedy for money.

There are so many departments, workshops and teams in the entire open-pit mine, which is more than enough to ensure the business of a restaurant.As long as the relationship is maintained well.

Zhao Shuang’s mother has a friend whose surname is Wang. Her husband is in the mine office. He has a wide network of contacts and has helped a lot in business. Many departments and workshops came here for his sake, and they gradually got to know each other later. .

Zhang Xinglong followed Zhao Shuang and called him Uncle Wang, but he didn't know the exact surname.The old man is thin but very energetic, and he will come to the restaurant to talk if he has nothing to do.

Zhao Shuang's elder brother became a partner this year and lives in the Huanglou in front of the hotel. His surname is Gu. He is a bit pretty.

Several times when Zhang Xinglong was walking, he saw Brother Zhao Shuang talking with her beside the small store in front of the non-staple food.

It seems that the relationship between the two developed very quickly, and soon the two families began to talk about marriage.

But Gu Yamei never came to the restaurant to help, and she didn't have much contact with her at ordinary times.

……

At the beginning of October, Wang Yugang brought news to Zhang Xinglong that Dong Yugang had died.

Dong Yugang's father is a cadre of the open-pit mine. He graduated from junior high school and passed the open-pit technical school. He also officially started working in the factory this year.

There are gantry cranes or electric hoists on each workshop of the factory, which are usually used to lift some equipment parts or plates, and are basically used for maintenance.

That day, the gantry crane in their workshop carried the boards. Under normal circumstances, after the hook was hung, all the ground personnel had to leave the site and hide away from a safe distance. The personnel come over to untie the rope and put the hook again.

But after a long time, like the concentrator, everyone is doing habitual work, and no one will implement the operation rules ten to ten.

After tying the sling and hanging the hook, when the whistle sounded, the workers on the ground took a few steps away symbolically or hid somewhere on the side. No one would run out, let alone feel that something would happen. Son.

There has been no accident with the crane for so many years, this thing is safe, and hiding means avoiding the right under the lifting object.

As a result, something happened today.

As soon as the whistle sounded, Dong Yugang followed the old workers to the side and waited for the hoist.

In fact, he was still a little worried, since he must have just entered the factory.

Others walked a few steps to the side and stood there watching. He ran a few more steps and hid behind the toolbox by the wall.

After the crane lifts the steel plate, it slowly rises and slides towards the target.The normal operation is that the hoisting object is raised to the standard height, and after it stabilizes, the crane starts to drive to the destination.

But in fact, no operator would do this, and they all started while lifting.

The result of this is that it is inevitable that the hoisting object will shake in the air, and everyone is used to it after a long time, and no one cares.

But today, I don’t know what happened. The steel plate shook in the air for a while, and the binding rope began to slip, sliding along the steel plate to the center point, and just one end of the steel plate hangs down crookedly.

The command staff below hurriedly whistled to signal to stop, but it was too late.

A pile of steel plates slipped from the rope hook and fell from mid-air.

Because it has been swinging, the falling trajectory of the steel plate is not a straight line, but moves laterally due to the inertia of the swing.

The people below ran to the side desperately. Dong Yugang stood behind the toolbox. It was too late to figure it out. He just stood there and watched the steel plate shot down from mid-air and hit the toolbox he was hiding.

The huge and heavy toolbox turned over, and the brim of the box hit Dong Yugang's chest.

The steel plate crashed to the ground.

Everyone shouted and ran over, together they tried their best to lift up the tool box and pulled Dong Yugang out from behind.

"how is it going?"

"It's okay." Dong Yugang stroked his chest, his face turned pale, and he waved his other hand: "I'm going out to catch my breath."

Frowning and gritted his teeth, he staggered towards the gate of the factory building, about five or sixty meters away, and fell to the ground as soon as he reached the gate.

When everyone felt something was wrong and ran over to help, they found that the person was dead and blood was bleeding from his mouth.

The huge impact shattered his internal organs.

(End of this chapter)