Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

"Okay, then I'll wait for Comrade Song to settle down, and then we'll have a drink with Comrade Song!"

Lou Jiancheng said enthusiastically, without any concern in his tone. Then he turned to look at a fat middle-aged man behind him and said, "Xiao Liu, take Section Chief Song to the place assigned to the security department in the factory!"

"Okay, director!"

Fatty Xiao Liu nodded quickly, stepped forward and bowed to Song Lian, saying, "Chief Song, please follow me!"

"Okay then! Director, we'll be leaving first!"

Song Lian politely nodded to Lou Jiancheng, turned to look at a row of soldiers and shouted: "Everyone, follow us, enter the factory!"

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

After saying that, a row of people marched in neat steps, following the fat man Xiao Liu towards the factory.

After a row of soldiers left, the trucks started up again and left the steel mill.

As he watched Song Lian and others leave, Lou Jiancheng's face kept smiling. Gradually, the smile disappeared and his expression became calm.

"Boss, what does this mean? Why do we need to add a security department in our factory?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man standing behind Lou Jiancheng stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Lou Jiancheng listened to the middle-aged man's words and couldn't help but turn around and glared at him. "Don't you know what to say and what not to say? Stop asking questions! Just do your own thing!"

How could he tell his subordinates when he himself didn't even know about this kind of thing?

After saying that, Lou Jiancheng turned and walked towards his office.

Workshop No. 2.

Zhou Tian operated the machine tool with a calm expression, his hands never stopping. Under his dexterous hands, gun barrels were continuously processed as if by magic.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the grinding wheel rubbing against the gun barrel was like a prelude to steel, echoing throughout the workshop.

After processing gun barrels for so long, he seemed to have formed muscle memory for the procedure. The processing speed was getting faster and faster, and the quality was steadily improving.

At the same time, the gun parts in a virtual space in the mind are constantly being combined.

If someone could see what was going on in his mind, they would be shocked. In his mind, there was also a machine tool. Gun parts were processed out of thin air one by one, and in a short while, a complete Mosin-Nagant rifle was formed.

Even the buttstock was processed, and the newly assembled Mosin-Nagant rifle had more precise parts, and similarly, its quality was better and its power was stronger.

The size, specifications and materials of each part are also marked on it.

Zhou Tian seemed to have gotten used to this phenomenon and didn't care about it. His hands continued to move without any pause.

This is because Zhou Tian has been working overtime for three consecutive days and has discovered new abilities. It seems that as long as he continues to work overtime after completing his work, the more knowledge he gains with each day of overtime, the stronger his abilities will become.

It was as if he had a God-reward system, except that this system was not that smart and there was no panel to look at.

Every day he would learn some inexplicable knowledge that was much more profound than what he had currently learned.

Just like his current benchwork skills, if he estimated that three days ago, his benchwork skills had reached level seven on the 55-year scale, then now, after three days of continuous overtime work, his ability is almost reaching level eight.

It seemed that he only needed an opportunity to break through the bottleneck of level eight. Even if he couldn't break through immediately, he vaguely felt that he was not far from the so-called hand-rubbing nuclear bomb.

"Jingle Bell!"

As the bell rang for the morning break.

Zhou Tian polished another gun barrel, took a deep breath, turned off the machine tool, walked down from his workstation, took his lunch box, and came to the workstation of his master Liu Wuming and said, "Master, it's time to eat!"

"Okay, got it!"

Liu Wuming also stopped what he was doing, turned off the machine, took his lunch box, got down from his workstation and said, "Xiaotian, you're usually the busiest person, why are you here so early today?"

As they spoke, the two walked out of the workshop side by side.

"Hasn't this been three days of overtime? I'm going to take it easy from now on!"

He has been very busy these days, working overtime for three consecutive days. He can bear it physically, but he is almost unable to bear it mentally.

After all, every time he processes a gun barrel, he has to strive for perfection, which requires his full concentration and focus.

If he continued like this, he was afraid that his spirit would collapse!

"Yes, we have been doing this for three days in a row. If the factory hadn't provided us with nutritional supplements and prepared a lot of meat and vegetables, I'm afraid the workers wouldn't have been able to hold on!"

Liu Wuming also sighed and said that although the prices outside have stabilized, there are still many families who cannot get enough food, but this does not include Lou’s Steel Rolling Mill.

For all factory workers, as long as they work overtime, two meals a day are enough to fill them up, but being full does not mean eating well.

On weekdays, the canteen is filled with steamed corn bread, steamed buns made of two grains of flour, porridge, and at most a few big pot dishes, which are mostly stir-fried cabbage, stir-fried carrots, or stir-fried shredded potatoes.

If you want to have a meal of meat, you have to wait at least a few weeks, and you can only cook meat dishes three times a month at most.

On the contrary, during this period when the factory is busy, there is a meat dish every day. Even if the portion is not large, at least it is oily, so most workers are willing to work overtime.

But no matter how willing I am, my body can't take it after a long time.

After all, fitter work is heavy labor, and if they don't have enough food and drink, it can easily cause safety accidents.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, we saw lines of workers waiting to get their meals at every window. Although each of them was not too thin to be just skin and bones, their faces were all sallow.

Obviously it is all caused by nutritional deficiencies.

Of course, basically every citizen in this era is like this. It is not surprising. Instead, the hope and high will in people's eyes make Zhou Tian, ​​who has awakened his past life memories, feel familiar and unfamiliar.

"Master Zhou, you are here, come to me!"

An employee from Workshop 2 who was in the front line saw Zhou Tian and spoke, and as he spoke, he squeezed to the back, obviously wanting Zhou Tian to cut in line.

"Brother Qian, that's not necessary. Master and I can just stand in the back!"

Zhou Tian shook his head and refused.

"It's okay! Master Zhou, you don't have to be polite! Go ahead!"

"Yes! Master Zhou, you are in the front line, and we won't say a word!"

The employees of the second workshop began to advise one after another.

"No, everyone is finally getting in line, so my master and I won't waste your time!"

Zhou Tian said a few words modestly, and then he and his master Liu Wuming stood at the end of the line.

The commotion caused by the workers in Workshop No. 2 quickly attracted the attention of workers queuing at several other windows. They all turned their eyes to Zhou Tian and Liu Wuming.

"Who are these two people? Are they so popular in Workshop No. 2 that those people are willing to let them cut in line?"

Some workers who didn't know Zhou Tian were discussing in low voices.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's the youngest master chef in the factory, Master Zhou Tian! The guy next to him is Master Zhou Tian's master!"

"So, the two are the master chefs in the factory. No wonder those people in Workshop No. 2 let them cut in line!"

As workers in the factory, they all know that the eight-grade worker system of the Northeast has not yet been implemented in Beijing, so the factory now relies mainly on master craftsmen in production.

In every workshop, as long as there is a master chef, not only can the profits of the entire workshop increase greatly, but the amount of tasks is also determined by the number of master chefs in the workshop.

The more master chefs there are, the more tasks there are and the more income they will earn. This is related to their own interests. Therefore, everyone in every factory hopes to have more master chefs in their workshop.

Although there are more tasks and the workload will increase accordingly, the workers of this era are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. As long as they can earn more money, these are nothing to them.

There are many intermediate masters in the factory, but there are very few master masters. Most of them are old employees of the steel rolling mill, and there are also a few who were invited by Director Lou at a high price.

Zhou Tian became a master chef at such a young age, which naturally makes people envy him.

"Just pull it! I heard that his master is only an intermediate master, but Master Zhou is said to be extremely talented in locksmithing, so he is better than his master! In addition, I heard a few days ago that Master Zhou had shared his locksmithing experience with many apprentices, but later stopped for some reason. But who among these people would not remember Master Zhou's kindness?"

Another worker said.

Listening to the discussions of the workers around him, Zhou Tian's face was very embarrassed. He didn't expect that even though he had been promoted to master chef for such a long time, he was still the focus of the workers' discussions.

"Xiaotian, it seems that these workers are quite supportive of you!"

The master Liu Wuming in front of him said with some emotion that there are quite a few master chefs in the factory, just like in their workshop No. 2, there are also two master chefs. If his apprentice Zhou Tian is included, workshop No. 2 can be said to be the one with the most master chefs.

But they are all master chefs. The other two master chefs were hired by Director Lou at a large expense. On weekdays, they only make some precision parts.

Generally, Lou Jiancheng would only ask the two master chefs to come out when there was a mission. On weekdays, the two master chefs were basically not in the factory.

Only Zhou Tian was favored. Perhaps it was because he was trained by their own people, or perhaps it was because Zhou Tian was usually very friendly to apprentices and treated his fellow workers well.

Although Zhou Tian is usually taciturn, he will always lend a hand to help anyone who needs help.

Therefore, Zhou Tian has a very good reputation in the factory and a very good reputation.

"Master, these are all good things that you taught me!"

Zhou Tian said seriously.