Scholars in the courtyard

On weekends, Yang Xiaotao basically reads at home.

It was too cold outside, and even Xiaowei didn't want to move much. After Yang Xiaotao took her to Uncle Chen's house, she hid in the window when she got home and absorbed the light energy from the sun.

Of course, there are benefits to making her work so hard.

The air leakage areas in Chen's doors and windows were healed by her manipulation of wooden boards. It's hard to say that they are 100% airtight, but they are definitely much better than before. Yang Xiaotao estimates that the wind blocking rate can be increased by 90%.

I believe that Uncle Chen’s family will not be too cold this winter.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao lit a kerosene lamp. In this era when you need to pull the wires yourself to use electricity, even in these four-nine cities, residents have to weigh their pockets if they want to use electricity at home.

As a time-traveler, Yang Xiaotao hated kerosene lamps at this moment. If it weren't for his lack of money, he would have pulled a wire and used an electric lamp.

No need to read under the flames, which will make your eyes feel tired.

In the future, reading books and earning credits will definitely be inseparable from electric lights.

"Just wait a little longer."

He rubbed his eyes and tears were wiped out.

"This Sun Tzu's Art of War is really difficult to understand."

He glanced at the yellowed pages again. He had been reading this half of Sun Tzu's Art of War for a whole day, but he still had not reached the level of familiarity.

However, even after reading it roughly for the first time, it contributed 50 points to Yang Xiaotao, which is ten times better than Journey to the West and Water Margin.

I read it several times later and also contributed a lot.

It's just that this book itself is written in classical Chinese. There are some places that can only be read, and even some sentences have to be carefully considered. Obviously, it cannot reach the level of familiarity.

Even so, Yang Xiaotao still gained more than a hundred points from this half of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

The skill of the fitter is not far away from level two.

In addition, there were several ancient books brought back from the trash.

These are all written in classical Chinese. Yang Xiaotao is full of curiosity about these books and wants to earn more credits from them.

"These are national treasures!"

"You can try to loot some."

Yang Xiaotao's thoughts drifted away and he thought more and more.

In the following days, Yang Xiaotao went to work as usual.

Working silently in the workshop, joking with coworkers and reading books in my free time, my life was peaceful.

Of course, every time you have lunch, your spoon will be shaken by Silly Pillar.

At first, Yang Xiaotao also wanted to eat in other canteens. You must know that there are six canteens in the whole factory, and Sha Zhu only lives in one canteen.

Yang Xiaotao could have gone to another canteen to eat, but after eating for two days, he finally returned to the first canteen.

The reason is very simple. A canteen not only provides meals for workers, but also runs small stoves for factory leaders, technical workers, VIP leaders, etc.

There are many ingredients used, plenty of oil and water, and the most important thing is that the chef is a master and has a good way of cooking.

Even if you eat less, it still has flavor and oil.

They were able to queue up in the first canteen because the first canteen was close to the first workshop, and their three workshops were not far apart.

People in other workshops have to come early and run if they want to eat, otherwise there will be no food.

After work, Yang Xiaotao relied on his solid foundation to start explaining work to newcomers.

This newcomer is naturally Zhou Peng.

In the last assessment, Zhou Peng failed because of the increased difficulty of the exam.

Therefore, Zhou Peng must win this assessment, otherwise he will have to wait another seven or eight months, and the difference in salary will be dozens of dollars.

It stands to reason that there are many people with better skills than Yang Xiaotao, but teaching and working are two different things.

Some people, like Wang Fa, are Level 5 workers and don’t have much to say about their work, but asking him to explain how to operate and why he does it is frustrating. Sometimes he can’t explain clearly for a long time, and in the end he has to say: That’s it. Just do it, and you'll get it the more you do it.

Proper empiricism.

In comparison, when Yang Xiaotao used credits to acquire skills, he learned not only experience, but also various data.

The shape and size of each workpiece are not only data on the drawings, but also data based on quantified experience such as where, how much force, how long it takes to process, etc.

Therefore, when it comes to teaching, even Wang Fa, a fifth-level worker, feels that Yang Xiaotao is more suitable than him.

Now not only Zhou Peng, an apprentice, but also a first-level worker in his own group would come over to listen when nothing happened.

The effect of this kind of teaching is very obvious. The efficiency of the entire group has improved a lot than before, and every task can be completed ahead of schedule.

So much so that when the workshop director assigns tasks, there are more tasks every time.

In this era, being assigned many tasks is not a sign of suppression, but a sign of being valued and appreciated.

It's another Saturday, the weather is starting to get warmer, the cold wind in the air is less, at least I don't cut my face anymore, I can go out to the toilet at night, and the smell in the house is not so strong.

Yang Xiaotao knows that this cold winter is about to pass?

Although he himself didn't feel much because of Xiaowei and enough coal, when he saw the other people in the courtyard with their cheeks thin from the cold, he knew that it would not be easy for every family to survive this cold winter.

When the weather started to get warmer, Yang Xiaotao moved a stool in the yard, read a book, and basked in the sun.

“The yard is still too monotonous.”

Looking at the empty courtyard, Yang Xiaotao became even more passionate about planting something.

Xiaowei also felt Yang Xiaotao's heart, and she was as happy as a green date, rolling around on her arm.

"What kind of order?"

Just when Yang Xiaotao was thinking about the plan of the small courtyard, Director Wang from outside the courtyard led Xiao Li in happily.

At the front door, the third uncle had just come back from outside with a bucket, which contained two palm-sized crucian carp.

This was what he had brought back after going out early in the morning. If he hadn't eaten breakfast, he could have fished for a while longer.

"Director Wang, do you have a mission?"

Yan Fugui smiled and greeted Director Wang. He was the most active every time the hospital evaluated advanced students.

Not only for the courtyard, but also for him, the third uncle.

You know, after being rated as the advanced compound, the steward will have extra rewards.

Last year, because of the affairs of the Jia family and the Yang family, the three uncles were criticized, and the advanced status in the courtyard was canceled by the street office.

But this year, for this reward, Yan Fugui is very concerned about the honor of the compound.

"No mission. I came to your courtyard this time to announce something."

Director Wang smiled, and Officer Li on the side also smiled and nodded, "Uncle Yan, hurry up and summon the people in the courtyard. This matter must be announced in front of everyone."

Yan Fugui reacted and immediately welcomed Director Wang and Director Li into the yard, and then asked Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang to go door to door to call people, while he went to find the elder.

In the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu walked out of her neighbor's house.

"Ms. Wang, if you can find something useful in the future, just ask. My sewing machine will remain idle as long as it is idle."

"Okay. I will definitely bother you if something happens in the future."

Aunt Wang held a glove sewn from rags in her hand and praised happily, "Huairu's hands are so skillful!"

"You said this is out of line."

"Okay, don't say it anymore, there will be more in the future..."

The two of them were talking at the door when they saw the third uncle rushing in. "Come out quickly, everyone. Director Wang is here and there is a meeting."

After saying that, he ran to the uncle’s house.

After Qin Huairu and the others heard this, they immediately walked home.

When passing by the yard, I caught a glimpse of Yang Xiaotao sitting on a stool reading a book.

"You're just pretending, can reading become a meal?"

"Idiot, idiot!"

Qin Huairu cursed in her heart and quickly walked to the house.

As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang stared at her, "Humph! I took out so many things, and I don't know when I will get them back."

Qin Huairu ignored her, picked up the jar and took a sip of cold water, "Mom, there is a meeting in the yard, and the people from the street office are here."

"Street Office?"

Jia Zhang's eyes flinched. She had been punished by the street office. Those days of sweeping the streets were the most painful days in her life.

At this moment, the street office came, and I suddenly felt nervous. Looking back on my behavior in the past few days, it seems that I scolded Yang Xiaotao that night.

"It's him, it must be him. Damn Yang Xiaotao, it's him, he must be the one who filed the complaint."

"Didn't this bastard just scold him? He actually filed a complaint. This is a little beast whose mother has no father. I, I will fight with him."

Jia Zhang said harsh words, but she was panicking in her heart.

Qin Huairu could see it naturally and despised the old woman in her heart, but she also offered words of comfort.

"Mom. The third uncle said that he was just here to announce something. It's been several days since he said that. It's definitely not the case."

"Yes, you're right."

After hearing Qin Huairu's words, Jia Zhang felt relieved. She quickly packed up and walked to the yard with Qin Huairu.

As for Jia Dongxu, I don’t know where he is going crazy at this time.

When Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang came to the yard, the Xu family and the second aunt in the backyard also came. Liu Haizhong also went out. As for the first and third uncles, they were chatting with Director Wang. See what the three of them had to say. It shouldn't be a bad thing if someone laughs.

Yang Xiaotao came to the yard and did not come forward. He just stood outside.

I was still thinking about going to the place where I exchanged my tickets last time to see if I could meet Shen Lin.

Now he still has seventy or eighty yuan of money, but the meat coupons are about to bottom out, and there are still more than ten days until the next salary payment.

Being accustomed to eating meat, his mouth has long been developed. If he really wants radish, pickles, and steamed cornstarch, he can eat it, but he just feels uncomfortable eating it.

What's more, in his previous life, he was a carnal master. That is to say, when he came to this world, he had a lack of material and the hardware could not keep up, so he had to adapt.

As Yang Xiaotao thought, people from the courtyard came one after another.

Just as they were preparing for a meeting in the courtyard, a donkey cart slowly entered the city in Sijiu City.

The person leading the donkey was a lean man, 1.78 meters tall, with a vegetable complexion on his face, wearing a torn cotton-padded jacket. The calluses on his hands represented good hands at farm work.

Sitting on the donkey cart was an old man with half-white hair.

The old man's face was lined with wrinkles, but he had a resolute expression. He held the dry tobacco rod in his hand and kept smoking. The gray cloth bag under the tobacco rod bulged and swayed with the movement of the car.

"Master, where is Xiaotao's family?"

The leading man looked at the huge Sijiu City and was a little confused.

"You have a mouth under your nose, so you don't know how to ask."

The master said angrily, "It was hard to ride in the car along the way."

Fortunately, he is not a delicate person, but he just feels that his butt is a little falling apart.

"oh."

The man wasn't angry either, "Then let's buy some seed grain first?"

The old man looked at the sky and said, "At this time, people in the grain store also need to eat. Let's go see Xiao Tao first."

"oh!"

"Shitou, I'm telling you, cheer up and don't be stupid. Don't embarrass Yangjiazhuang."

"Don't worry, Master."

"Whoever dares to bully our Yangjiazhuang people, I will break his legs."

"Haha, okay, knowing so many babies, I chose you?"

"I know, I'm stupid and I'm not afraid of pain when fighting."

"Ha, I tell you, there's nothing wrong with being stupid. I think back then..."

The donkey cart was swaying around Sijiu City. The man listened to his grandfather's chatter, kept asking passers-by, and kept walking forward.