Siheyuan: One hundred thousand dead soldiers at the beginning, the beast is numb

Yang Ping returned to the workshop.

He came over to find Lin Dahai.

While passing by, he had already thought about passing on the memory of the eighth-level fitter to me, Lin Dahai, so that he could become an eighth-level fitter.

Lin Dahai is polishing level seven parts.

He found Yang Ping coming and wanted to stop regardless of the condition of the parts.

"Don't worry about me, you polish the parts first and I'll take a look. Yang

Ping said quickly.

After Lin Dahai heard this, he continued to polish the parts.

The others glanced here and saw Yang Ping coming, and continued to polish the parts without making any move.

Yang Ping stood behind Lin Dahai and directly used memory sharing Ability, copied the memory of his eighth-level fitter, and waited until Lin Dahai finished polishing the parts before sharing the past.

Lin Dahai silently measured the seventh-level parts without any reaction.

The five stars of the shared memory were flying in the air.

In this scene, except Yang No one saw Ping and Lin Dahai. They only saw one watching from the side and the other measuring parts. This ordinary scene could be seen everywhere in the workshop, and everyone didn't pay much attention. In the blink of an eye, the memory was shared.

"Let me see!"

Yang Ping said.

Lin Dahai didn't hesitate and handed the parts directly to Yang Ping.

Yang Ping looked at it and started to point out the problems and asked Lin Dahai to correct them.

Lin Dahai naturally agreed.

In fact, he accepted an eighth-level fitter When he was memorizing, he had already seen the problems with the parts and knew how to adjust and correct them.

After telling the story, Yang Ping returned the parts to Lin Dahai.

Then, he went to other workers to have a look and give some guidance. , if you don’t need any guidance, just polish it according to the original skills.

Then he returned to his machine

"I have polished it to a special level!"

Lin Dahai took the parts and said,

"Really?"

Xie Quancai was the first to jump up and bring the measuring ruler over to measure.

The others also stopped and came to watch the excitement.

Lin Dahai did not respond, but waited for Xie Quancai to measure. He did not count what he said, and others proved it. it is true

"Congratulations, Master Lin, level 8 fitter is just around the corner!"

Xie Quancai couldn't help but congratulate him.

"Congratulations, Master Lin!"

"Hehe, there is another level 8 fitter in our workshop."

"Yes, congratulations to Master Lin!"

Everyone sent out congratulations.

Everyone understood what it means to have the seventh-level special level of fitter. As long as the skills are stabilized at the seventh-level special level, the eighth-level fitter is only one step away.

Then, Xie Quancai and others looked at Yang flat, full of heat

"I already told you just now. As long as you continue to practice as I said, you can be like Lin Dahai, one step away from becoming an eighth-level fitter."

Yang Ping understood their thoughts and responded

"good!"

Zhao Qiancheng and others agreed one after another.

After that, they went back to their own machines one by one to polish the parts.

Only seven people were left standing there.

The leader was Xie Quancai, and the remaining six people were senior fitters led by him.

Xie Quancai wanted to cry now. , can't find a place.

The six senior workers under him have no chance of promotion, but the people taught by Yang Ping are all enlightened, and their ranks are constantly rising. It seems that another eighth-level fitter will appear. The six behind him I am also very frustrated.

I thought that following Xie Quancai would be a good idea. After all, he is Yang Ping’s master. Who knows that it has been more than half a month and there has been no news of promotion.

"You go polish the parts first, and I'll ask Yang Ping what he can do~."

Xie Quancai said.

The six of them had no choice but to agree and walk back to the machine.

"Yang Ping, you have to help the master think of a way. The six of me don't know how to teach him well, and there has been no news of promotion for more than half a month."

Xie Quancai walked up to Yang Ping, begged with a sad face. Yang Ping smiled bitterly.

He knew Xie Quancai would despair, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. It's only been more than half a month.

Master, who is worse for you? I'm a cheater, so aren't you asking for trouble?

Yang Ping is somewhat helpless

"Master, I'll help you take a look later."

He paused and reminded

"Master, they have grown very fast. Each of them has been promoted to a small level. After another month or two of training, they will reach the special level and almost be promoted."

"But your people..."

Xie Quan was halfway through speaking when Yang Ping immediately interrupted and said

"Master, you shouldn't look at me, you should look at the entire workshop. Those people don't improve as fast as the people you teach."

"Um!"

When Xie Quan was said this, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

It seemed to be the same thing. When he was a sixth-level fitter, he didn't improve that fast, and even didn't improve in five or six years.

His frustration swept away. Sora showed a smile and said

"So, there is nothing wrong with my teaching?"

"That's right, your apprentice's talent is unprecedented, and you can't compare with your apprentice."

Yang Ping pointed out directly

"Bastard, no matter how powerful you are, you are still my apprentice!"

Comparatively.

There was no problem with his teaching ability. After figuring this out, he went back happily.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ping smiled faintly.

After that, he continued to polish the exotic parts.

After this period of hard work, he had I have reached the middle level of level eight fitter, and the success rate of exotic parts has also increased to 85%. I believe that it will not be long before I can be promoted to the upper level, with a success rate of more than 90%.

In the blink of an eye, it is lunch time.

Yang Ping went to the cafeteria to eat with everyone.

They were still queuing at the window of Ma Hua.

After Ma Hua became the chef, he still came out to get food, just to get more food for Yang Ping.

When Yang Ping was queuing, there were still people who wanted to let the team , but he rejected them all.

He could accept it once or twice, but it was like this every day. He just owed others a favor and he was unwilling to do it like this. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Lunch Still eating with Gao Yue, no one came to disturb him.

After finishing the meal,

Yang Ping said goodbye to Gao Yue, left the canteen alone, and headed to the first workshop

"Master Yang!"

Suddenly, someone not far behind shouted[]

He couldn't help but turn around, and when he saw it was Guo Dapai, he couldn't help but stop and asked

"Master Guo, what's the matter?"

Ever since Director Yang made the broadcast, no one has dared to come to him for fear of being punished. This is the first time that Guo has done this.

"Master Yang was joking, just call me Guo Da Paizi."

Guo Dabozi walked up quickly.

He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He took out a small paper bag from his body and secretly handed it to Yang Ping.

"Master Yang, this is just a small thing, please accept it."

Yang Ping knew immediately that it was gold, but the weight was still unclear. He felt it and found that it weighed about ten grams. According to the current gold price of 6 yuan per gram, it would cost at least 60 yuan.

This is equivalent to one Guo Dabo. Month’s salary.

Not to mention, I’m really willing to give it up.

"Master Guo, I can't accept it, you should go back there."

When he saw that no one was there, he stuffed it back again.

"Master Yang, give it out���If there is reason to take it back, I hope you can talk to Director Lu and arrange me into your promotion team."

Guo Dayi stuffed it back to show his purpose.

Yang Ping refused again.

"Master Guo, if you take it back, it won't be good if others see it. I will tell Director Lu. As for whether he will arrange it, that is not my responsibility."

This money is indeed a huge amount of money for ordinary people. 60 yuan can be spent for a long time.

But to him, 60 yuan is nothing, and it has no meaning if he takes it. It is better not to take it. Besides, 60 yuan is nothing.

" , he is going to go to the R&D department. It is not certain whether he will come back to the workshop in the future.

When he takes away the benefits and leaves, Guo is not a good person. The entire workshop designated to publicize this matter knows about it, so he will He was unreasonable and was scolded bloody by others.

Yang Ping would not do this kind of thing that outweighs the gain and loss.

When Guo Dabozi heard that someone saw him, he was frightened and took it back and said gratefully.

".Come on, Master Yang, I'm sorry to bother you. If anything happens in the future, I, Guo Da Pao, will definitely stand in front of you."

He felt that Yang Ping was a person, upright and worthy of dealing with him.

Yang Ping smiled lightly, said nothing more, and went back to the workshop.

Over in the courtyard.

Ma Xiaoling took the white pears and came to wash them by the water.

Several aunts happened to be there. I wash my things here and say hello to Ma Xiaoling naturally.

"Xiaoling, eating white pears!"

"This white pear looks very sweet, Xiaoling, you are really good at choosing!"

"But no, Xiaoling is so smart, she chooses the right things when she picks them."

Everyone did not dare to offend Ma Xiaoling, so they did not find fault, but praised her.

Ma Xiaoling was happy, smiling and said generously

"This white pear was given to me by my good brother Yang Ping. Come, let me share some with you to try. It is indeed very sweet. I already ate one yesterday."

She took the knife and cut the white pear into several pieces and divided them among everyone.

"Oh, it’s so sweet!"

"Xiaoling, thank you!"

Everyone tasted it and thanked them quickly.

Fruit is a rare thing, and no one is willing to buy it. After all, most of the money is spent on daily expenses, and there is little extra money to buy fruit.

Even if you buy it, it is a rare occasion.

Bai Xiaoling Naturally, she was very happy to share it with them.

Jia Zhang was at the door of Jia's house.

She saw this scene and walked over quickly, wanting to share a piece of white pear to try.

Ma Xiaoling had one piece left in her hand, and she was going to If she eats it herself, it is naturally impossible to give it to her.

In fact, even if there is an extra piece, she does not intend to give it to Jia Zhang. This old woman is naturally disliked by her. It is better to feed the white pears to the old woman than to feed the dog. (Nuo Hao)

"ah!"

When Jia Zhang saw Ma Xiaoling eating the last piece of white pear, her face couldn't help but change, and she said dissatisfied

"I said, Ma Xiaoling, everyone else got the white pear, why didn’t I?"

The tone was so confident that if others shared the white pear, she, Jia Zhang, must also have the same. When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but frown.

Giving is a sign of affection, and not giving is a duty. If someone doesn't give it to you, why don't you give it back? It's not appropriate to lick your face and come to ask for it.

"You are so old, but you are still so shameless. If you want to eat white pears, buy them yourself!"

Ma Xiaoling was not used to Mrs. Jia Zhang.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was angry.

She came over to ask for white pears in a loud voice, but Ma Xiaoling refused to give her face and said she was shameless. She immediately exploded.

"You damn bitch, like Yang Ping who killed your parents, you are not a good person and will be struck to death by lightning sooner or later!"

"Old woman, I will beat you to death!"

Ma Xiaoling was also angry.

It didn't matter that she was scolded by Jia Zhang. Even her favorite brother Yang Ping was scolded. She couldn't bear it any more. She just went up and waved her fists.

"Ouch, help, stop fighting!"

Jia Zhang made a scream.

She was good at throwing and rolling, but she was not good at fighting. She couldn't stop Ma Xiaoling. She was beaten so hard that she ran away with her head in her arms and ran back home and closed the door.

Only then did Ma Xiaoling return with satisfaction. In the backyard.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was sitting in the house, with runny nose and tears, sobbing.

"Damn you bitch, wait until my son Dongxu comes back from get off work, and I will let him beat you up!".