Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

The broken rest room of the new factory is in the middle of the west side of the factory, and the door is inside the factory, which originally had windows facing the street, but it was sealed with iron plates. Mainly for the warmth of winter.

Anyway, everyone doesn't need to ventilate and bask in the sun here.

The black crows in the factory building, the underground is also a little uneven, and there is stagnant water, and the door of the lounge is iron-plated, impermeable.

As soon as I came in, there was a smell of sweat mixed with rust, but fortunately there was no smell of feet. Everyone usually pays more attention, plus they have to take a bath every day, and there is really no one with particularly smelly feet.

The smell of sweat can't be avoided, and it's sweat every day when you work.

On the left hand side of the door, there are shovels, sledgehammers, iron pipes, angle iron, etc., and on the right hand side is a water pipe pool, and the head is a hammock welded with scrap iron, blocking the light tightly.

Walking from under the hammock, there was a long table made of welded iron plates with belts on top of the floor, and two long beds against the wall on either side.

The crusher and the sieve slept underneath, and the rest of the belt lane was all above the hammock. The hammock needs to climb up and down and take off your shoes, for fear that something will be too late, and if something happens to the crusher and sieve, it will be a big deal.

Moreover, they have to repeatedly go to the post for eight hours a shift to inspect and adjust the work, which is the most tiring and important position in the crushing workshop, and the bonus is also the most. The noise is the greatest, the dust is the greatest, and the danger is the greatest.

Ninety percent of the dust in the entire workshop is lifted from their two positions, and the noise is ninety percent of the time.

Zhang Tiejun walked in behind Xu Da with the lunch box, put the lunch box on the table, looked up at the hammock, and nodded and greeted the people in the room one by one: "I will come to follow my brothers in the future, and I ask to take care of me." "

I'll lean," Shang Chinese sat on the edge of the hammock with his legs hanging in the air, and said with a smile: "You are the big guy, you take care of us more is true, your fingers are a little seam is enough for us to eat a few good meals." "

That's," Liu Biao crawled forward and showed his face: "Tiejun boss, make money in the future and take a little brother?

"Damn, Brother Biao, I can't stand you talking like this, goosebumps are up. Zhang Tiejun rubbed his arms.

"Eat, eat," Xu Da greeted: "Brag, wait until you finish eating." "

He is the oldest, the oldest, the most powerful, and he is a broken post, belonging to the level of the head of the room, and the big guys give him face. The main reason is that they have been here for a long time, and the beds in the house are all welded by them.

Don't look at him in his forties, he has a key meat, eight-pack abs, lifting two hundred pounds like playing, and his strength can rank in the top three in the team.

The most energetic is Shang Chinese's brother Shang Zhonghua, who is also in his forties, two years older than Xu, who can lift a barbell of one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds with one hand, and can lift several.

Knowing why the thugs in society never dared to provoke the workers, did they?

Everyone gathered around, and the people above the hammock put on their shoes and came down to eat.

The lunch boxes in their lounge are all put together, and there is a self-welded iron basket, and then everyone takes turns to pick it up, which is very convenient.

"You put your lunch box in this basket on your next day shift, don't forget. Xu Da kicked the iron basket with his foot and instructed Zhang Tiejun: "The C shift and the night shift will be brought over directly, and I will help you cook it." "

OK. Zhang Tiejun nodded and agreed.

Although Xu Da has a lot of eyes, he is really good to Zhang Tiejun whether he should say it or not, he has made him a lunch box for several years in his previous life, and he often maintains him when there is anything in the team.

After all, the fathers of the two used to be a trench, and they had a particularly good relationship...... It's just that the age difference is a bit big.

At that time, Zhang Tiejun was a simple man, and many times Xu Da talked to him, but he couldn't understand it.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is actually quite speechless, obviously he doesn't understand anything, but he is very confident and ignores other people's words.

To put it bluntly, I just don't know what to do, I don't understand fart, and I feel like I'm quite capable. It's a pity that everyone has to go through this again, and they have to hit their heads and then repent.

There is no one at this age who can listen to the advice of others.

The big guys get together to eat with a lunch box, go to this box to scoop a spoonful, go to that box to take a bite, and then comment a few words, it is lively.

While eating, I listened to a scream from Leon in the factory outside, and the mountains shook in an instant, and the crusher roared, followed by the loud sound of the sieve, and everyone continued to eat as if they didn't hear it, but the volume of speech was raised.

"Is this holding the lunch box to see the leaky mouth?"

"I guess I just slipped up and took a look at it." It's September, and the 11th National Day is not allowed to give gifts?

"The bonus for those two months can be a lot thicker, which is a good thing.

"How much more can we get in the bonus?" Xu Da shook his head: "I have to eat and drink, I think too much, there is a kiba mao to use? What is the real money for you? I can't afford to buy a motorcycle after working for half my life."

Zhang Tiejun smiled: "Can you still do it? This hurdle can't be passed, right? I knew that I wouldn't ride here." "

Hey, if you spend more than 50,000 yuan to buy a motorcycle, won't your mother feel distressed?" Xu Da touched Zhang Tiejun with his leg: "According to me, Aunt Zhang'er is very saved, and she is willing to spend so much?" "

My mother doesn't know, I told her after I bought and rode back, it must be distressing, don't say that my heart hurts, what else can I do? Besides, the money is earned by myself, and I don't use the family money."

"Fuck, you earn tens of thousands yourself?" Shang Chinese was shocked, and looked at Zhang Tiejun dumbfounded: "Don't brag

?" "Is this something that can be bragging?

Xu Da said: "You also feel sorry for what you earn, what is it good to do something with more than 50,000 yuan? Isn't it better to buy a house than a motorcycle? Now we have more houses for sale, and the three-room ones only cost 30,000 yuan."

You still have a younger brother at home, is your grandmother also in your house? Just two houses, don't you have to ask for a house when you get married or something? It's just that you're young and think too little about it.

"Why do you make so much money?" Shang Chinese was only interested in making money, staring at him.

Shang Chinese is not old, he is the third in the family, Shang Zhonghua is the eldest, the brothers are twenty years younger, Shang Chinese is only twenty-seven this year, just a few years after marriage.

"I really want to make money. Liu Biao felt that the food in the lunch box was not fragrant.

He began to mix in elementary school, until he graduated from junior high school, and he couldn't fight if he couldn't Xi and Xi, if it weren't for Liu Sanzi, he wouldn't even be able to touch a work hair, and his family would be poor jingling.

"Sold some clothes. Zhang Tiejun said: "I set up a stall in the city for a period of time before the distribution, I don't want to buy a car, I can only earn it by myself."

Shang Chinese gave a thumbs up: "Although I feel that you are a bit of a loser when you buy this car, but I admire your strength, it is indeed quite powerful."

Zhang Tiejun laughed: "I'm relying on it, are you praising me or scolding me." "

In the nineties, most people have felt the importance of money, the spiritual world is greater than everything, and the era of diligence and selfless dedication has completely disappeared. There is nothing wrong with giving, but it is a problem that the person who gives does not have enough to eat.

In the past few years, doing business and setting up small stalls are still being ridiculed and looked down upon, but the status of doing business has changed dramatically in the past two years, and everyone is active to see if they can do something and add some millet to their homes.

Naturally, the workers in the factory are the same, and they are thinking about making some money in their spare time.

Open a small restaurant, wholesale department, commissary, snack department, car repair and parts, carpentry work, sell clothes, all kinds of things, but just for the children not to covet other people's children's toys, and wives do not have to envy other people's daughters-in-law's new clothes.

roadside clothing stall

commissary

snack bar

, although the wage level of the grocery store here is still quite high, basically higher than most parts of the country, but there is no harm if there is no comparison, people are Xi used to looking up.

Those who are hard-working and hard-working go to work, and when they look back, the level of their own family is not as good as that of a ruffian, and there are cadres who don't do anything, drink tea and read newspapers every day, and what do they have at home. Who can balance

?" "Tie Jun'er, what good things to take with us in the future?" Really, let's just drink a few sips of soup if you eat meat. "Liu Biaozi is a person who is high and low, and his fart ability is quite high, but he is really convinced of capable people, and he can lie down.

Zhang Tiejun glanced at him and didn't squeak, Xu Da touched Zhang Tiejun: "Hey, are you still selling clothes?"

"I'm selling, now I don't set up a stall, I got a few counters, it's better to set up a stall quickly." "

Setting up a stall faster than the counter?" Shang Chinese asked strangely.

"It's not the kind of stall, it's a lot of fire sales, directly from the manufacturer to pull their inventory out of the dump, cheap dumping, a piece plus a few dollars to sell, I sold more than 30,000 pieces in a month.

However, this is only suitable for summer, and can not be done often, the selection of good varieties is the key, it is estimated that I will do this once, next year there will definitely be others to follow the trend, the manufacturer itself will ponder. "

Wouldn't it be you the one underground last month?" asked Lao Kou, who was sitting on the side looking at the sieve.

Zhang Tiejun smiled at him: "It's me, I hired someone else to sell it there."

Liu Biaozi asked: "Did you go to set up a stall on secondment last month?"

Xu Da glared at him: "What kind of fun are you talking about? Secondment is secondment, that's borrowing to play? The union is crazy? If Tiejun has the ability to divide into pieces?" "The secondment

is to go to the city to hold a competition, at the company's cultural center,

" Zhang Tiejun explained, otherwise if this word spreads out, it will be transmitted to the factory office within a few days, although it is not afraid, but it is also troublesome: "Let our factory participate in the company's 11th show, and someone from the union will follow along."

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Tiejun said with a smile: "I wrote a song in blind kiba, go and try your luck, give it a try, anyway, it doesn't cost you money to try, I can still register with the trade union, and I will enter the propaganda team." "