Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

The stall owner said anxiously.

Zhang Bingye pushed the bicycle and took a step.

Now that I saw Kuaixue Shiqing's post, there is absolutely no reason to let it go.

A copybook of this level is a national treasure among national treasures.

For later generations, let’s say less than 10 billion to start.

The main reason for stalls is that they don't do business well, so Zhang Bingye can't go back to the business of robbing houses.

"Okay, 30 is 30."

"Don't make money, make friends."

The fat stall owner came after him, holding a golden nanmu box in his hand.

Zhang Bingye opened the wooden box, glanced at it, took out a loose ticket of 30 yuan, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took the money and returned to the booth with a smile.

Wait for Zhang Bingye to leave.

"Old Ba, this ticket will cost you another month."

"You earn a lot, don't you?"

"Can't you invite a guest?"

『Blank』698/92585|0 The stall owners next to him joked about the fat stall owner.

"How much money do you earn? I bought this wooden box from the countryside for 20 yuan."

"I only earn 10 yuan for one transaction, so how can I spend it?"

The fat stall owner couldn't help complaining.

I was very happy in my heart.

In fact, he only spent 10 yuan to take back the copybook.

I changed hands and made twice as much money.

The fun is over.

Zhang Bingye rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.

He stopped halfway and put all the things he bought back into the storage ring.

The golden nanmu box is specially placed in the corner of the storage ring.

After tidying up his things, Zhang Bingye drove towards the courtyard with enthusiasm in his heart.

Back home, Zhang Bingye parked his bicycle.

Take stock of today's gains.

The first piece is the golden nanmu box.

Zhang Bingye washed his handles, opened the wooden box, and took out the copybook.

Looking at the silver hooks on the copybook, his hands trembled a little.

Zhang Bingye has the skill of identifying antiques and can see the subtlety of the copybook.

This is the most famous copybook after Wang Xizhi accomplished calligraphy.

The font is graceful and elegant, round and flattering, in which it may run or run, or flow but stop, just like flowing water.

Looking at the copybook in front of me, I seem to be able to see the romantic artistic conception of Wang Xizhi's free brush and ink thousands of years ago.

Zhang Bingye looked at it for a long time before he rolled up the copybook and put it back into the wooden box.

Sealed for safekeeping.

After admiring the fast snow and sunny posts, Zhang Bingye began to sort out the profits he harvested today.

A small pile of banknotes is like a small hill.

Pile up on the dining table.

Zhang Bingye sorted out the banknotes and counted the amount.

Take a piece of string and tie it up for every 100 yuan.

At last six strings were tied.

Next to it was a small pile of money.

A total of 648.3 gross.

Zhang Bingye was very satisfied.

After sorting out the harvest, Zhang Bingye washed his face and lay down on the bed to rest.

The next day.

Zhang Bingye got up and steamed Xiaolongbao to eat.

If you eat too many big meat buns, replace them with small steamed buns.

One bite at a time.

The harvest was quite fruitful, and Zhang Bingye was also in a good mood.

I was thinking about my own affairs.

Tomorrow is the day to participate in the welder's examination, and when he is admitted as a seventh-level welder, he will not have to work as a low-level welder.

The welders are exhausted and the working environment is poor.

Zhang Bingye had no choice before, but now he has the conditions and the ability to improve his working conditions.

Make yourself more comfortable, of course.

More importantly, wait for him to be officially promoted to the seventh-level welder.

Then you can talk about finding a partner (good promise).

If Zhang Bingye was promoted to the third-level welder normally, he would have to ask someone to help him introduce someone, which was to ask for help.

It is even more impossible to find a girl with a city hukou, a serious job, and a pretty face.

Sha Zhu is a prime example.

He likes her, but others don't like her.

In addition, Silly Zhu misses Qin Huairu, and looks down on those who are not good enough.

It dragged on for years.

But if Zhang Bingye was promoted to the seventh level of welder.

That is, when others introduce girls to him, it is Zhang Bingye's turn to choose the girl he likes.

A matchmaker with a little discernment, seeing Zhang Bingye's qualifications, can't introduce girls with poor qualifications to him.

Zhang Bingye finished his breakfast.

go to work.

...

Red Star Hospital.

"¨`How do you work?"

"How many times have I told you that you have to follow the rules and regulations, but you just don't listen."

"It's all right now, the person has escaped the order, how do you want me to report to the leader."

The director of the hospital spat at Dr. Zhao and the little nurse.

Dr. Zhao lowered his head with a dejected look on his face.

Last night he told BangGiao where to go to the toilet, but he couldn't wait for BangGiao to come back for a long time.

Jia Zhang didn't come back to hand in the bill either.

I feel bad.

I went to the toll office and asked, and learned that Jia Zhang did not pay the fee at all.

Suddenly the whole person was stupid.

After staying up until the director of the hospital went to work, he immediately reported the matter to the director.

This was the scene in front of me.

084: Director Gong of the hospital is looking for someone, Zhang Bingye helps

"And you, they just leave an address, and you register for her, how do you work?"

"If you fill in the information clearly, it will be easy for us to find someone. Now we know a Nanguluoxiang."

"Nanguluo Lane is so big, where can we find someone?"

The director sprayed on the nurse in charge of registration again.

The little nurse was crying.

She saw that Jia Zhang could not write, so she helped.

With a good intention, who would have thought that this would happen.

"Director, you can't blame Xiaosun for this matter. It's because I didn't follow the rules and regulations, which made her suffer."

"Let's hang this fee on my head, I will take care of it."

Dr. Zhao gritted his teeth and said guiltily.

"Okay, you guys go back to get off work, I'll go to Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant to ask someone about this."

"Keep this lesson in mind in the future. The regulations of the unit are all bought with blood and tears. Don't help blindly."

The director said seriously.

Dr. Zhao and the little nurse thanked them again and again.

The director got up and went to the Red Star Rolling Mill.

...

Steel rolling mill welder class.

It was almost time for dinner, and a group of welders stopped what they were doing.

"Bingye, the formal welder assessment will be held tomorrow, how are you preparing?"

The leader of the second team came to ask.

The welders beside Zhang Bingye all pricked up their ears and listened.

It was the first time for a second-level welder to apply for a job as a seventh-level welder.

Whether Zhang Bingye became famous or became a joke.

After taking part in the welder assessment tomorrow, there will be results.

"Squad leader, don't worry, it's not a big problem."

Zhang Bingye smiled.

"That's fine, use more snacks yourself, and earn a big face for our second class."

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, go to the third floor of the assessment building and wait. I'll wait for your good news."

The leader of the second team encouraged and conveyed the news about the assessment.

"Thank you, Captain."

Zhang Bingye nodded.

He had previously assessed a second-level welder on the first floor.