Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 65
Inside the team lounge.

Li Zheng pointed to the hand-cranked calculator, his messy hair almost stood on end with excitement, and looked proud: "Brother Weidong, I have applied for the calculator, do you know how to use it?"

The hand-cranked calculator is not as simple as the electronic computers of later generations, just press a few buttons.

It has a cumbersome and rigorous method of use, and most people can't play it without professional training.

Just like when computers first came out in later generations, people had to enroll in computer training classes to learn daily operations.

However, Li Weidong, who succeeded all by his own strength, is not an ordinary person.

Put your hand on the handle, shake it forward and backward a few times...

With the blessing of ten thousand times of experience, he instantly became an expert in hand calculators.

"Come on, let me show you. Niu Meng, you have a question."

Niu Meng said happily: "12+20."

Li Weidong: "."

Good guy, this girl is only at the elementary school education level.

"Click, click, click."

First toggle the plus and minus gear button on the right, then press "1" and "2" from left to right on the keyboard, shake the handle to turn forward a circle, and shake the scrolling numbers on the bezel in front of the calculator Jump, jump out of the number "12".

With Li Weidong's skillful operation, the gears inside the hand calculator kept meshing, and the calculation results quickly jumped out of the bezel.

"31"

Hey, easy and simple, this pinnacle of mechanical computing, is magic.

The bigwigs in the Gobi Desert are just shaking and shaking like this, asking for the big mushrooms.

The calculator still uses batteries, and this thing only needs half a steamed bun.

Li Zheng pursed his lips helplessly. He had already thought about it when he came, and he wanted to take care of the little driver.

I'm starting to doubt my life a little bit now.

With a long sigh, he spread the drawings on the table with mottled vermilion paint, and said in a low voice: "Comrade Weidong, I have issued a military order in front of the chief engineer, and promised repeatedly that the central support structure will be researched, so the chief engineer approved the note." .”

"It's you who made the military order, not me. I'm just a driver.

Don't you, a ninth-level engineer, blush for letting a driver invent? "Li Weidong rejects all moral kidnapping.

Li Zheng: "."

He couldn't understand the driver a little bit.

No matter who it is in this day and age, accepting such a glorious task, they will be so excited that they will "wow" and slap their chests fiercely.

Those who are more positive, bit their fingers reluctantly, and presented the blood book.

However, this guy didn't seem to care.

Niu Meng looked at it with bright eyes, my master is handsome!

She happily brought a glass of honey water, and gave Li Zheng a white look by the way.

"Is this the attitude of you little comrade asking for help?"

"."

Li Zheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Although his attitude is casual, Li Weidong did try his best.

Coupled with the help of a hand calculator, the drawing progressed quickly.

In just one morning, more than half of the data calculations were completed.

At this rate, it may take only three days to complete.

At noon, there was a passionate broadcast outside, and it was time to get off work.

Li Weidong stood up, shaking his sore neck and shaking his sore wrist.

The hand-cranked calculator is very fast, but the inside is full of metal gears, and it is too laborious to shake.

"People are iron and rice is steel, let's go eat."

Hearing Li Weidong's order, Li Zheng hurriedly packed up the drawings and put them in a drawer, carefully locking them up.

The two opened the cotton curtain and stepped into the cold wind.

Niu Meng, who had been cats all morning without knowing where, also got out and followed behind the two of them.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, when the workers saw Niu Meng approaching, they were all terrified and stepped aside one after another.

It seems that the cook has already made a name for himself.

"Fifteen steamed buns, six taels of radish vegetables, and three lunch boxes of porridge." Li Weidong squeezed into the crowd without hesitation, and said to the dark-eyed silly Zhu who kept yawning.

Silly Zhu was already used to the existence of the King of Stomach, and while scooping up vegetables, he curled his lips and said, "Weizi, why are you in such a good spirit?
After I was taken back by the rain yesterday, I slept until after nine o'clock in the morning, and I still had no energy.That old classmate of yours is too good to drink. "

After being reminded by Sha Zhu, Li Weidong realized that his body seemed to be much better than before.

After coming to this world, he has not been sick.

What makes him even more excited is that his driving ability seems to have improved a lot, and he can drive for at least four hours now.

Of course, this has never been done in actual combat, so it can't be counted.

"Maybe I'm younger than you." Li Weidong said casually.

There were too many meals, Shazhu thoughtfully found a tray and delivered it to the table.

Putting down the tray, Shazhu stood there without leaving, waiting to collect the money.

Li Zheng looked at Li Weidong suspiciously.

Li Weidong glared at him: "Ninth-level engineer, you three of us have the highest salary, and you pay for the meals."

"If you have a high salary, you have to pay for the meals. What's the point?" Li Zheng is not stupid, so many meals cost at least one yuan.

Li Weidong smiled at Li Zheng, and under his speechless gaze, he slowly covered his stomach. The veins in his neck twitched, and he moaned in pain: "Hey, my stomach hurts, disciple, please help me ask for leave this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Niu Meng stood up happily.

Silly Zhu also pretended to be anxious: "Weizi, you can't force yourself to be sick, I'll send you to the infirmary right away."

Li Zheng: "."

He felt that the rolling mills were full of deep malice towards him.

******
Li Weidong's life is very happy.

In the factory, there are apprentices serving, and there are people who take care of meals at noon.

In the courtyard, Liu Haizhong and his two sons were busy up and down.

In order to prepare for the wedding banquet, almost all residents mobilized.

Li Weidong hid in the house with Yu Li, playing with bumper cars.

Happy days always grow wings and fly away soon.

Three days later, the last part of the central support structure was finally designed.

Li Zheng took the sketch, and his hands trembled for a moment.

It's not easy, it's really not easy, I, Li Zheng, finally won!
"Why, you are reluctant to leave and want to live here for a while?" Li Weidong said.

"...No, I'll go right away." Li Zheng touched his dry pocket, and ran out of the lounge holding the blueprint without looking back.

Niu Meng whispered next to him: "Master, just let him go, I haven't played enough!"

"." Li Weidong.

******
It was already after lunch when Li Zheng left, and there seemed to be a lot of convoy transportation tasks today, and all the trucks in the parking lot set off.

Only Li Weidong's truck was still parked there.

"Niu Meng, the truck hasn't moved for three or four days, you go to warm up the truck." Li Weidong ordered.

"Okay!" Niu Meng jumped to the front of the car, pouted his buttocks and shook the truck, and then carefully drove the truck around in the parking lot.

Light blue smoke was emitting from the rear of the truck, and the ear-piercing roar pierced the silence of the rolling mill.

This seemingly wasteful and disturbing approach, Li Weidong has no choice but to think about it.

The gasoline used in trucks in this era is low-grade 56 leaded gasoline.

The quality is similar to that of later generations of local oil refining, with more impurities such as sulfur, mercaptans, and olefins.

In addition, gasoline is usually filled with old military iron barrels.

It's the kind of dark green iron box with a five-pointed star on it.

Rust, grime, and all that crap get mixed into the gasoline.

If the truck does not move for a long time, these impurities will settle in the pipeline and cause the vehicle to malfunction.

Therefore, the fleet stipulates that all trucks must travel a certain distance after parking for a period of time.

Seeing that Niu Meng was enjoying himself, Li Weidong hugged the black padded jacket and wandered to the repair workshop.

There was no one in the workshop, and there was a "clinking" sound from under a truck.

"Old Uncle Zhang, old Uncle Zhang... um."

An oily head protruded from the bottom of the truck: "Weidong is here, I checked the truck for you again in the morning, and changed the gear oil by the way, the gear shifting is much smoother."

Li Weidong looked carefully, and then recognized the African brother from his eyebrows and eyes, it was Zhang Deming, the repair team leader.

"Thanks, old Uncle Zhang, come and smoke a cigarette to refresh yourself."

"Okay, everyone, take a break and do it again."

Hearing that there was smoke, Zhang Deming rubbed his butt back and forth on the tarpaulin, and Gu Rong came out from under the truck.

Then Gu Rong came out from under the car, one, two, three repairmen.

Dude, the last one is a lesbian.

Li Weidong frowned. How did this calf-like physique get under the car?

He took out the big front door and opened it to Lao Zhang and several repairmen, even the lesbian did not pass through.

The old rules of smoke rings, rather every other round, not every other person.

What surprised Li Weidong was that the burly female repairman took it unceremoniously.

Hold it in your mouth, strike a match, and light a cigarette, all in one go.

hiss.
call.
Spit out a beautiful eye circle, narrowed the eyes slightly, raised the orchid fingers.

This posture, this temperament, can't be controlled without five or six years of smoking experience.

Li Weidong swallowed hard, what a talent!
(End of this chapter)