Siheyuan: Starved to death at the beginning, the whole courtyard went to shoot

The next day, when Li Feiyu woke up, it was noon again.

These days are leisurely and comfortable. I can get up whenever I want. Life is stress-free and I feel so happy.

After drinking, Li Feiyu still felt a little dizzy, so he entered the space and washed his face in the pool, only then did he come out feeling refreshed.

After everyone finished eating last night, they cleaned up and washed everything. There were still ten pounds of pork left in the kitchen, which were neatly placed.

A lot of tickets were also found on the table, including sugar tickets, cloth tickets, oil tickets, meat tickets, etc.

These sisters and aunts who made him drunk were still very kind and left the food specially for him.

Li Feiyu didn't want to eat meat now, so he put ten kilograms of pork directly into the space. The time in the small room was constant, so he didn't have to worry about the meat going bad.

I took out the corn flour I bought and planned to clear my stomach.

After a while, two large bowls of cornmeal porridge came out of the pot. Li Feiyu took a few bites and found it a bit irritating to the throat.

The cornmeal today is not the one made from pure corn like in later generations. The cornmeal today is ground together with the corn cobs, which is really irritating to the throat.

I was taking a sip of my drink when I heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, Liu Haizhong was standing outside with his hands behind his back.

"Second uncle, something's up!"

Liu Haizhong smiled and said, "Why don't you invite your uncle in to sit down!"

Li Feiyu didn't say anything, turned around and walked back to the yard, and continued to drink cornmeal porridge under the grape vines.

Liu Haizhong didn't care. He sat down in the yard, looked around, and his face was full of envy and jealousy. The house was clean and tidy, with all the functions. It even had a small toilet.

"Xiao Li, your courtyard is well decorated." Liu Haizhong said.

"Second uncle, if you have something to say, just say it! Slurp!" Li Feiyu said impatiently.

Liu Haizhong saw Li Feiyu drinking cornmeal porridge in small sips and felt disdainful.

Humph, you've used up all your meat coupons! You've spent all of Lao Li's money on eating and drinking all day long. What a spendthrift!

Now we can only use corn flour, which is not as good as the two-grain flour we eat at home.

But now he had something to ask for, but Liu Haizhong didn't show it.

"It's like this, Xiao Li, you have two quotas for the steel mill! How about your uncle buy one?"

His family members Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu are not young anymore and cannot hang out on the street all day, so they plan to take Li Feiyu's work position.

Li Feiyu didn’t mind it, he could just use one for himself and it would be fine to sell the other one.

So he said, "My two workstations are in the engineering department, and they require assessment. If you fail the assessment, you can only be an apprentice in the workshop."

Liu Haizhong saw that there was a way, and said with a smile, "That's fine, I'm a level 7 fitter after all, and once I enter the factory, as long as I study hard with me, it will be no problem to get a permanent job."

"When the time comes, I can also teach you and let you become a regular employee quickly, and you can give your second uncle a discount."

Li Feiyu finally finished a bowl of wine, wiped his mouth and said, "That's fine. If you fail the assessment, I'll continue to take it. If you fail three times, your work position will be invalidated, and you don't need to worry about it anymore."

Liu Haizhong's face turned from red to black. "Little brat, at the age of 18, how much skills can you learn from Lao Li? Humph, you still want to be an engineer? Dream on."

"I'll give you two hundred! Give me the workstation!" Liu Haizhong stopped talking nonsense.

Li Feiyu suddenly laughed out loud, "Ha, a first-hand workstation costs 500 yuan, and a second-hand one costs 800 yuan. Uncle, you are dreaming, I need your yuan."

"Xiao Li, how can you talk like that! We are all neighbors, so what's wrong with a cheaper price? We will see each other sooner or later, so take care of each other!"

"Okay, you better leave. I see you're not here to buy a workstation, you're here to rob!"

"Three hundred!" Liu Haizhong gritted his teeth.

"Goodbye, I won't see you off!" Li Feiyu didn't even raise his head as he dealt with the second bowl of cornmeal porridge.

"Hmph, don't regret it. There will be a time when you will need my help." Liu Haizhong walked away with a dark face.

"His father, what do you think? Did Xiao Li agree?" asked the second aunt.

"Agree to nothing, huh, he will be assigned to a workshop sooner or later. No, I'll discuss it with Lao Yi, and when he is assigned to a workshop, we'll see if we can't beat him to death!"

Liu Haizhong stood up and went to find Yi Zhonghai to discuss the 108 vicious schemes to deal with Li Feiyu.

After Liu Haizhong left, Li Feiyu closed the door and felt a little bored.

There are very few entertainment options these days. There is no television, no internet, and forget about going to casinos.

Hey, he needs a beautiful wife! If two people get into bed together, they won't be lonely! If the country and morality allow it, he will get into bed with more than two people. It's exciting to think about it.

A few days later, today is finally the day for the assessment of the steel rolling mill's engineering department.

Li Feiyu got up early, put on clean clothes, took a steel factory work certificate, and pushed his bicycle out.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong also had to go to work. When they met, they disliked each other, snorted coldly, and walked away.

"Huh, so cocky. You think having a bicycle is so great? You even took the engineer exam. You haven't even attended a technical secondary school. Sooner or later you'll end up working in the workshop." Liu Haizhong said with a glare.

"Old Liu, don't worry. You are a level seven fitter and I am level eight. Even the workshop director doesn't dare to go against us. It's very easy to deal with him." Yi Zhonghai said.

Yes, an eighth-level master craftsman is that awesome. Workers these days are divided into eight levels. A first-level worker only gets 32 yuan in salary, while an eighth-level worker gets more than yuan in various subsidies combined.

The salary is higher than that of the factory director. There are no more than a few thousand level eight workers in the country, and each level eight worker is a strategic weapon in the factory.

Moreover, every level 8 worker has a unique skill. There was once an level 8 worker in Harbin who specialized in large shafts. He could tell the problem with any large shaft just by knocking it under his hammer.

Moreover, no one in the whole country has his unique skill. No one except him can repair the imported equipment. Whenever the factory director sees him, he will serve him well.

Therefore, the eighth-level worker is also called the eighth-level master craftsman. The word "craftsman" explains it all.

You must treat it well!

Although Liu Haizhong has superb skills and is rated as a level 7 worker, he has no special skills and does not have even a trace of talent.

Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter. His unique skill is the precision of the lathe. With his small eyes, any complex machine part will not be off by even a few inches after passing through his hands.

In that era, CNC lathes were not used. Everything was done with the naked eye and manual operation.

Therefore, Yi Zhonghai's status in the steel rolling mill is not low. Even the workshop director cannot control him. This is not a joke.

Engineer is a technical position, divided into 350 levels, with level being the highest, including academicians, chief engineers, etc., with a salary of around yuan.

The lowest level eighteen is only about 30 yuan. If you have a high level of education and graduated from a technical secondary school, you will be a level sixteen technician, with 38 yuan. If you graduate from a university, you will be level fifteen as soon as you enter the factory, with a salary of more than yuan.

For someone like Li Feiyu, who graduated from high school and wants to be an engineer, not only does he have to pass the assessment, but he also has to start from the lowest level 18 and move up step by step.

But engineers and fitters also have something in common.

Simply put, a fitter is someone who processes and repairs mechanical parts.

Mechanical engineers design, research and improve machinery, and figure out how to make it produce products faster and better.

The common point is that they are all machines. A good fitter deals with machines for a long time and also has the ability to improve machines.

A good mechanical engineer also has certain operating capabilities for machine tools, etc.

Although the mechanical engineering knowledge in Li Feiyu's mind is from before 90, it is still far ahead of the current 30 years.

But he only has knowledge but his hands-on ability is very limited. Maybe there will be a time when he can ask Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker, for help.

You want to design a mechanical component. After checking and drawing the blueprint, you find out that only an eighth-level worker can make it. What should you do?

This is also the reason why Yi Zhonghai is so successful in the steel rolling mill.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was easy to deal with Li Feiyu in the steel mill.