Siheyuan: Obtain a bronze treasure chest at the beginning!

A little mournfully bit his defeat, put down the skewer in his hand, leaned back, and looked at the starry sky.

Suddenly, there were a few more strings in front of his eyes, and Zheng Li's soft voice then sounded: "Brother, give you half." Zheng

Fan stretched out his hand and took it, and he was extremely moved.

His family's little padded jacket is good, and he doesn't forget his brother for any benefit.

In a good mood, he saw Jia Zhangshi and Qin Jingru, two unpopular people, and heard their request to join the ranks of eating meat, and he was not affected in any way.

Okay, a dime a bunch for vegetarian, a string for five cents for meat. "

Robbery, Zheng Fan, are you crazy about money?" exclaimed Jia Zhangshi.

Zheng Fan: "Yes, I think crazy. This is not just a loss of fifteen dollars, it has to be earned back from somewhere else. If you want it, pay for it, bake it yourself, or roll it.

Jia Zhangshi glared at Zheng Fan angrily, wanting to grab it directly, but there was a deaf old lady in front of her, and she didn't dare.

"Zheng Fan, I'll help you grill skewers and pay your price, okay?" said Silly Zhu.

"Nope. Zheng Fan refused the silly pillar and squinted at Jia Zhangshi:

"Look, someone rushed to send me money, but didn't I grab the money? Jia Zhangshi, do you have no money?

So, she pushed Qin Jingru: "You go and pay, get me a bunch of meat and a bunch of vegetables."

"Aunt Zhang, I don't have any money. Qin Jingru said.

Jia Zhangshi was irritable: "No money, why did you come to the city? No money, what are you doing with me?"

Go get a string. Jia Zhangshi said impatiently.

If she doesn't taste it, don't say she can't sleep tonight, and she won't be able to sleep in the future. She wanted to see how delicious this fragrant thing was.

Qin Jingru handed the money to Zheng Li, who spread out his hands, took a bunch of greens from Zheng Li's hand, learned the appearance of a silly pillar, and grilled it.

It may be that as a woman, her heart is relatively delicate, and she may not be able to cook much delicious rice, but she will not cook much difficult rice, although she is a novice, she also baked so-so, smeared with that barbecue sauce, and almost made Jia Zhang swallow her tongue.

Jia Zhang's gobbling look made Qin Jingru swallow his saliva: "Aunt Zhang, it's really delicious." "

Delicious, delicious. Never eaten something so delicious. Jingru, help me get two more strings.

Jia Zhang said while eating.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm sleepy, I'll go back to sleep first. As

soon as Qin Jingru's words fell, his steps were like hot wheels, and after three strokes and five strokes, he disappeared from the Jia Zhang clan in front of everyone

: "."

Jia Zhangshi, who had tasted it, wanted to taste other skewers, but she was really reluctant, and she really had no money, and Zheng Li and Zheng Fan looked at her again, and they could be lost day by day.

That night, Jia Zhangshi did not sleep well, and as soon as he fell asleep, all those skewers in his dreams

were eaten until late at night, and then gradually dispersed.

The poor fool worked as a tool man for one night, roasting a lot of skewers, but he couldn't taste a bite.

Qin Jingru secretly got up early the next morning, when everyone in the Jia family had not yet woken up, and went back to the countryside.

She was really afraid of Jia Zhang's nonsense, and besides, she had no face or reason to live in this courtyard anymore.

Although Qin Huairu reconciled with Silly Zhu, he maintained a lukewarm relationship, as if the previous state of being close to a family had never existed.

Xu Damao left the courtyard and went to live in his parents' house, telling him that his parents missed them, and touched the two old men to the point of crying.

Lou Xiao'e lived back in her previous room, and the door was naturally a stupid pillar who had already prepared three meals

a day to take care of the deaf old lady and sweep the yard, just like a person in the backyard, staying in the backyard for a long time.

Under the intentional or unintentional influence of the deaf old lady, Lou Xiao'e and Silly Zhu have more and more opportunities to meet, but they have not yet sparked.

Yan Bugui's family finally separated.

Yan Xiecheng signed a series of regulations on the pension of Yan Bugui and his family, and had his own economic power.

Another thing worth mentioning is that the two brothers and sisters Zheng Fan and Zheng Li opened their homes to tinker with those special foods like they opened some magic box.

The courtyard is shrouded in the aroma of eating every day, which raises people's food to the extreme, and they always feel that they can't eat enough

for all the families in the courtyard, which is really painful and happy.

Happy to smell fragrance that has never been seen before, painful to smell but not eat.

The most painful: nothing is a silly pillar with a sensitive nose.

He felt that his nose, under the influence of those scents

, was about to smell the days, and it was plain, and it seemed to pass in the midst of excitement.

Zheng Fan adapted to the work of the institute, and also ended the preliminary preparation of the institute, returned to the rolling mill, and began a formal double career.

When the institute encountered an urgent task, Zheng Fan had to return to the institute. Without urgent tasks, Zheng Fan stayed in the rolling mill, learning as a fourth-level fitter.

His book inventory has another mountain, which is a talent provided by the professors and bachelors of the institute.

Zheng Fan returned to the rolling mill and went through the procedures for "returning from a business trip".

At this time, the rating of his fourth-level fitter title had also been completed.

When he returned to the first workshop, the work indicators given to him were naturally a different round.

Zheng Fan took the work list, and after seeing the work tasks on it, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

It's so interesting, as soon as he was promoted, someone actually tripped him up.

In the future, the equipment in this first workshop was handed over to him for maintenance, except for this, the few machine tools that had been broken for a long time and were about to be scrapped were left to him for repair.

Although a senior fitter, he has the responsibility of maintaining the operation of equipment, managing equipment, and repairing equipment.

Although today's production lines use the kind of developed countries, obsolete, backward machines, there will always be various small problems when they are usually running.

The existence of advanced fitters is to solve these problems.

But most of the time, the task indicators received by senior fitters are only to complete some parts with relatively high precision.

Moreover, he is a fourth-level fitter, and the top human level is four levels behind.

This kind of work task cannot be arranged into his hands, which is clearly the work of the seventh and eighth level fitters.

However, who claims that there is a problem with the current management system, this kind of task indicator can be said to be wrong, and cannot be wrong.

Zheng Fan put away the work list.

Want to embarrass him? That's a dream.

The structure of these machines and the problems that will occur are already known to him when he uses them himself, and he does not know how many times he has solved them.

As for the machines that are about to be abandoned, or those that have been abandoned, he will not take over, and when he figures out whose idea this list is, he lets that person play.

Although, as far as his psychological speculation is concerned, this task list is likely to be Yi Zhonghai's means to play.

After all, although their workshop director has no friendship with him, because his usual task indicators are completed in a timely manner, there will never be mistakes, and he is still quite satisfied with him, and it is impossible to do such a disgusting thing.

And Yi Zhonghai, as an eighth-level fitter in a rolling mill, said that he was the chief manager of the equipment "740" in this factory, and no one objected, and his understanding of the equipment was the clearest.

It is estimated that the last meeting of the whole house made him not very satisfied, and after discovering that his rank would be promoted to the fourth level of fitter, he prepared such a big meal for him.

Zheng Fan packed up his things, carried his hands behind his back, and walked around the first workshop.

It is not to maintain the machine tool in the first workshop! You always have to patrol and take a look to understand whether it is?

And he has to set a rule and rule for machine tool maintenance, he is not the kind of person who serves people at any time.

If it really is just an objective problem, of course he will make a move.

Zheng Fan walked around while observing the work of the workers, thinking about what to do.

"Zheng Fan, what are you doing?" Director Yang, the workshop director, walked over and asked sharply.

"The machine tools you want to repair are piled up over there, what are you hanging out over here

?" Zheng Fan stopped, his eyelids raised slightly: "Maintain the operation of the machine tools!" "

They are not all good, why do you need to maintain them?" said Director Yang.

Zheng Fan turned his gaze to Director Yang and fought seriously.

Director Yang: "What are you looking at?" Zheng Fan: "Director

, I don't seem to have offended you, right? What are you helping others deal with me for?" [

Congratulations to the host, completing a big truth mission and obtaining a bronze treasure chest]

Zheng Fan looked at the large pile of treasure chests piled up in the system space, and suddenly felt that it was time to open it.

"Who dealt with you?" said Director Yang with a bit of a weak heart.

When Zheng Fan heard this, he took out a task list: "Director, is there a fourth-level fitter in our workshop? Are there fitters with a higher level than me?

Director Yang said inwardly.

Zheng Fan dug out his ears: "Say it so loudly, this is a weak heart." Let me guess, who is dealing with me? Yi Zhonghai, isn't it? Why are you helping Yi Zhonghai?

[Congratulations to the host, complete a big truth mission, bring positive energy to the world, and get a silver treasure chest.

Director Yang: "What nonsense? If you say that no one will deal with you, no one will deal with you, why are you so suspicious? The operation of the machine tool in the maintenance workshop is the difficult work of fitters above the fourth level.

"In this workshop, any fitter above the fourth level, which has not maintained the machine tool?

"But the fitter who can maintain the apparatus just passed one round, and it was your turn."

Zheng Fan nodded: "Okay, this is reasonable." Don't think that if I have a low working life, I don't understand.

"The machines piled up over there, I don't know how long they have been, are ready to be scrapped, you actually let me repair them?"

Director Yang: "The factory is difficult, and being able to have one more machine is to increase the benefits for the factory." You haven't seen it, how do you know if

it can't be repaired?" "Zheng Fan, you have time to debate with me here, it's better to go there and see, can it be repaired?" At

Shangzheng Fan's divine gaze, he suddenly couldn't say anything, and was silent for a moment: "Whether you can repair it or not, it's not your duty, okay?"

Besides, to let Zheng Fan a new promotion, may also take the back door to promote, to maintain the operation of the equipment, is already embarrassing him, don't assign this kind of thing that is impossible to complete.

Otherwise, he would not be the director of the workshop?

What should he do if this kid Zheng Fan sues him backstage?

Director Yang thought crookedly in his heart, staring at Zheng Fan nervously.

Zheng Fan did not say "OK", nor "No", but asked again: "Director, who said that the machine over there can be repaired and can be used?" Director

Yang: "

Didn't you guess who was embarrassing you, and asked this question?"

This rank that does not rise or fall is an existence that low-level workers look up to, and an existence that high-level workers cannot look up to.