Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

When the father and son heard Yang Cuiyun's voice, they both sat up straight. Yi Ping'an stood up, welcomed the mother and daughter in, and poured them two glasses of water.

"Old Yi, Dongxu and I are here to ask you for a favor." Jia Zhang went straight to the point.

"Is it about the welder?" Yi Zhonghai guessed the purpose of the visit.

"Yes, Master, I have made up my mind. I want to switch to welding. I'd like to trouble you to help me. I really don't have the talent for locksmithing. I'm sorry to embarrass you."

As Jia Dongxu spoke, he lowered his head and his face turned a little red.

"Well, what's there to be ashamed of? No one is omnipotent. If this one doesn't work, we can just change to another one. It's nothing."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, everyone looked at Yi Ping'an.

Everyone: Are you sure this isn’t showing off?

Yi Zhonghai: I said that’s not what I meant, do you believe me?

Everyone: I don’t believe you, you are just showing off.

"Ahem... Dongxu, what are your rules?" Yi Zhonghai coughed twice and continued to ask.

"Master, I..." Jia Dongxu was unable to say it. When he first became Yi Zhonghai's disciple, he did not say that he was formally becoming his disciple.

Jia Zhang was also a little speechless. How should she explain this?

"Brother Dongxu, since you want to change your job, it would be best if you could formally become my disciple. I know Master Wang.

He has good skills and is a nice person, but a little serious. But then again, strict teachers produce excellent students.

You still have to support your family. Isn't it better to get promoted as soon as possible and earn more money? "

Yi Ping'an didn't know what they were hesitating about, so he told them directly that he was doing this for their own good and that they would have to start as apprentices after the transfer.

Next year, you will be reclassified. If you don't learn quickly, how are you going to support your family? It's been 55 years now, and it's not far from those three years.

"Yes, Ping An is right, Lao Yi, look at this..."

Jia Zhang even wanted to kowtow to Yi Ping'an. How could this child be so thoughtful?

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Yi Ping'an. What was wrong with this kid? But he didn't think about it too much. He didn't need a disciple.

"Okay, I got it. I'll ask Lao Wang tomorrow and tell you when I have some news."

"Oh, thank you so much, Old Yi. If this works out, I will ask Dongxu to buy you some wine." Jia Zhang was really happy.

"Master, thank you." Jia Dongxu stood up and bowed to Yi Zhonghai. The master did not blame him, it was his own fault.

"Okay, sit down quickly, Dongxu, I've watched you grow up, and I'm happy that you can live a good life.

If you knew you had this talent, you should have transferred earlier, and now you might have reached the intermediate level." Yi Zhonghai also comforted him, and then seemed to remember something and said:

"By the way, Ping An went to ask about Huai Ru's matter, and it should be fine for the cafeteria, so I can go, but I have to wait until it's built before I can start working there.

Ping An also asked about the house issue. There is no house left in our courtyard, so we have to look carefully and try to get a larger and more convenient one. What do you think?"

"Oh, thank you so much, Ping'an. I'm really sorry to have caused you trouble. When this is done, I will make you a pair of shoes. I guarantee they will be comfortable." Jia Zhang smiled brightly.

Yi Ping'an: Is there such a good thing?

Everyone in the compound said that the shoes made by Jia Zhang were really good. Not only were they beautiful in style, but they were also comfortable to wear.

Before Jia Dongxu joined the factory, Jia Zhangshi made a lot of money with this skill, otherwise she would not have been able to raise Jia Dongxu.

Yi Zhonghai: Hiding one’s merits and fame.

"Oh, thank you so much, Aunt Zhang. Everyone says that the shoes you make are great. I've been craving them for a long time."

Yi Ping'an is not a hedgehog. If others say nice things, he will say nice things. Besides, he has already sent the others away, so what's wrong with saying a few nice words?

And he also liked to wear cloth shoes. In later times, these purely handmade shoes were not cheap.

The third steel rolling mill

After Yi Zhonghai finished his work in the morning, he went to the welding workshop.

"Old Wang, are you done with your work? Go out and have a cigarette." Yi Zhonghai found Wang Youfu and took out the Daqianmen.

"Hey, Team Leader Yi, these are great cigarettes. I'll give them to you, I'll give them to you."

Wang Youfu was not stupid. He guessed what Yi Zhonghai wanted to talk to him about, but he also liked the good cigarettes.

Besides, Yi Zhonghai’s son is the leader of the new factory, and he can’t afford to offend him.

"Old Wang, Jia Dongxu, the boy I brought here yesterday, originally studied locksmithing with me, but he doesn't have any talent for it.

After your guidance yesterday, I discovered that I am quite talented in this area.

That child is willing to learn. He is not the lazy, greedy, or cunning type. He knows how to work hard and can endure hardships. Can you see if you can accept him as your apprentice?"

Yi Zhonghai lit a cigarette for him and directly explained his purpose. They were not fools, so there was no need to play tricks.

"So what are his rules?" Wang Youfu asked. Does he want to formally become a disciple, or does he just want to learn from him?

"Formally become a disciple, kowtow three times and bow nine times, set up a banquet, and do everything according to the rules." Yi Zhonghai explained clearly.

Wang Youfu thought for a moment and said:

"Okay, since you've said it yourself, I'm not ungrateful.

Let me make it clear first, I teach my apprentices differently from others. If you don't study hard, I will really punish you. If you can't stand it, then don't come.

If you can bear it, bring someone to my house tonight. I will test him. Don't bring the apprenticeship gift yet. I will talk about it when you become my apprentice. Is that ok with you?"

"Okay, it's settled, Lao Wang, thank you for giving me this face, I won't say anything more, come to my house for a drink when you have time, good wine."

After this matter was settled, Yi Zhonghai felt relieved. No matter whose face it was for, his goal was achieved.

"Okay, no problem, but I won't agree if this wine is not good." Wang Youfu likes to drink a little wine. He has to drink a little every night to relieve fatigue, but he doesn't drink too much.

None of these craftsmen are alcoholics, but they all know that drinking too much will cause their hands to shake, affecting their craftsmanship.

"Fenjiu, how about it?" Yi Zhonghai whispered to him.

"Really? That's the wine used in state banquets! You can't lie to me." Wang Youfu had never tasted it. It was too expensive and he couldn't bear to spend it. He always drank white wine.

"Would I lie to you? That was a gift from my son to me. I usually can't bear to drink it." Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes at him.

Yang Cuiyun: So what do I take every night?

"Oh, blame me, blame me. Let's make a deal. When the apprenticeship is completed, we will drink. Don't go to your house. Come to my house."

Wang Youfu: I can’t let go because your leader is at home.

"Okay, it's up to you."

The two of them agreed and separated. You can't stay outside for too long, or your boss will think you're lazy. We're all senior workers, so we all know this rule.

Yi Zhonghai went back and told Jia Dongxu about it, and Jia Dongxu was so happy that his teeth were showing.

He said he would buy two bottles of good wine in the afternoon. Although you don’t need to bring a gift as a gift to pay your respects to your master, you can’t go empty-handed. That’s against the rules.

Yi Ping'an was not in the workshop in the morning. He was in the office organizing locksmith knowledge for his father. The exam for a senior worker requires not only practical skills but also theoretical knowledge.

In the afternoon, I gave the notebook to Yi Zhonghai, and the father and son divided the work. The father looked at the notes and asked his son when he didn't understand. The son worked on the work and asked his father when he was unsure.

Everyone in the workshop was dumbfounded. What happened? Are these two the opposite? Is Yigong's locksmith skills so good? He can even be a senior worker. It's really unfair. How can he know everything? Is he going to let people live?

Ma Weiguo and Guo Dapiezi also came over to take a look and tested them. They found that all of them were high quality, without a single unqualified one. They were both silent. What a brilliant guy!

After asking Yi Zhonghai, I found out that to be an engineer, one must be proficient in processing technology. And not just one or two things, but all of them.

No wonder they have high salaries, they will never be able to learn this skill in their lifetime.