At this moment, Zhang Daniu patted him on the shoulder: "Fugui, Accountant Zhao and I, and Liu Sanmu have some things to do. Will you follow us or stay here?"
This is also the reason why Zhang Daniu saw that Fang Xiaoyue seemed to be very interested in this place, otherwise, he would not have asked this question.
"Uncle, let me stay here. Maybe I can help you a little bit."
When Fang Xiaoyue said this, Zhang Daniu and the others laughed.
In their hearts, Fang Xiaoyue is just a fifteen-year-old kid. If he can help, even if he blows the bellows, it won't last long.
Of course, since Fang Xiaoyue was willing to stay here, they didn't say anything.
As soon as Zhang Daniu and others left, Fang Xiaoyue came to the blacksmith Huang Laoyao: "Uncle Huang, let me help you blow the bellows, I am very strong!"
Obviously, it's not that he really wants voluntary labor, but that he wants to take the opportunity to find a reason.
Otherwise, it’s impossible for his technology to appear out of thin air in the future, right?
It would be good if someone helped. The youngest Huang did not refuse, got out of the way and concentrated on observing the heat.
After eating the mountain rat, Fang Xiaoyue's own power integrated more into Zhang Fugui's body.
As for the specific strength, Fang Xiaoyue quietly tried it on the way to Bencao Town. I'm afraid it was as strong as two adult men.
Therefore, pulling a bellows was a piece of cake for him.
Fang Xiaoyue's bellows was blowing loudly, while Huang Lao Yao took out a hoe blade, placed it on the anvil, swung the sledgehammer and started smashing it.
To say that Huang Lao Yao's skills are still very good, with just a few hammer blows, the gap in the hoe blade was restored to its original state.
Watching the youngest Huang throwing the beaten hoe blade into the bucket to quench, Fang Xiaoyue, who was pulling the bellows, felt a little itchy in her heart.
In the dice flow, there is no material, so he can only play with tools, but he is very depressed.
Now that he saw the opportunity, he felt as if a cat was scratching at him.
"Well, Uncle Huang, your skills are really amazing! You can finish it in just a few strokes!"
It is definitely not possible to directly say that I will help you blacksmith.
A blacksmith with the skills of Huang Laoyao, coupled with the serious atmosphere in this small plane, would not let a child play with his hammer.
This is like a primary school student playing games without borrowing an account.
So Fang Xiaoyue shamelessly launched a big move towards Huang Lao Yao: flattery!
Well, anyone likes to hear a good word, even a blacksmith.
Within a few words, Huang Lao Yao's face, which looked like a cracked field, glowed: "What's so great about this? I remember when I was an apprentice, my master made sabers for the army. The quality of the steel was good. ..."
As soon as he talked about his master's highlight moment, Huang Lao Yao couldn't stop talking. He even put down the hammer, grabbed the dry tobacco rod, filled it with shredded tobacco, and took a beautiful puff.
But at this moment, Fang Xiaoyue looked eager to try: "Uncle Huang, can I try? People in the village say that I am very strong and that I am a skilled blacksmith!"
Hearing what Fang Xiaoyue said, the youngest Huang couldn't help but laugh: "Have you seen it? Then you try it."
Obviously, the youngest Huang probably thought that Fang Xiaoyue couldn't even swing a hammer, so he wanted to see his joke.
Even Cheng Dashui, who was busy repairing the pedal thresher, looked over with a smile.
After all, for men of their age, teasing children is one of their bad hobbies.
Especially seeing the helplessness of children who refuse to admit defeat but have to lose makes them even more happy.
But what they never expected was that Fang Xiaoyue picked up a red-hot hoe blade from the stove, raised the hammer and smashed it down.
Puff puff puff...
After a few hits in a row, Fang Xiaoyue threw the hoe blade into the bucket, and a squeaking sound came from the bucket.
Huang Laoyao hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the quenched hoe blade and took a look, and couldn't help but be stunned.
The hoe blade was repaired as before, and no trace of residual scars could be seen on it. Even Huang Laoyao endured the high temperature and touched it with his hands. With his nearly thirty years of experience, he could tell that this hoe blade was better than the new hoe blade. The quality is even better!
How can this be?
Just a few hammers to make the hoe blade look like wrought iron?
Huang Lao Yao didn't quite believe this result. He attributed it to a problem with his hand.
But even so, his eyes when looking at Fang Xiaoyue were burning.
He finally found it!
There is an old saying since ancient times, the three major hardships in life are to push a boat and sell iron to sell tofu!
What I am saying is that these three professions are very hard.
The punting boat goes on the water day and night every day. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.
Selling tofu is really hard work. You have to get up very early every day to clean, grind, and stew the beans soaked the day before. If a young person does this, he will have waist problems in less than ten years.
Not to mention blacksmithing. No matter whether it is winter or summer, I have to endure the high temperature and hit hard. I would be embarrassed to say that I am a blacksmith without getting a few scars on my body from the iron sparks.
It is precisely because of this that there are fewer people willing to be blacksmiths now.
First of all, there is no official establishment of workers as blacksmith apprentices. Unlike those apprentices recruited by factories, they are all directly served with iron rice bowls!
Besides, wouldn’t it be nice to farm at home?
Now is the era of big pot rice. You only need to work every day, weeding and grinding. Everyone has the same work points, so why not do it.
In this way, not to mention that the youngest Huang could not find a talented apprentice, even if he found one, they would not be willing to follow him to blacksmith!
Everyone knows that blacksmiths have no future. Can a blacksmith build a tractor? Can you build an aircraft tank? Can you build a car or a ship?
cannot!
So the youngest Huang couldn't help but be moved when he saw that Fang Xiaoyue was so talented at blacksmithing.
Of course, people in their forties or fifties cannot be as impulsive as young people.
He first chatted with Fang Xiaoyue, and then boasted about how comfortable it was to work in the supply and marketing cooperative. Cheng Dashui in the yard couldn't help but frown, thinking to himself: Working in the supply and marketing cooperative is comfortable, but it depends on the position. ah! It must be very comfortable for a butcher or a department store salesperson, but how comfortable is it for me to repair it? How many kilograms of iron slag should be carried back to eat?
Fang Xiaoyue didn't really believe Huang Lao Yao's boast, and he never thought that he could join the supply and marketing cooperative. Isn't this a joke?
In this era, the supply and marketing cooperative is the most popular unit in the township, bar none!
Who doesn't want to work in a supply and marketing cooperative? It's close to mountains and rivers. It's more convenient than others to eat meat, sweets, buy some groceries, and get some oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar.
In addition, if acquaintances come to sell some eggs, go to the countryside to collect walnuts, fruits, etc., and provide convenience, that is also a great face-saving thing.
If any young girl in the supply and marketing cooperative wants to find a partner, there will be a long queue of people coming to propose marriage!
But Fang Xiaoyue knew how difficult it was to enter a supply and marketing cooperative.
The more popular the unit, the harder it is to get into it. This is an irrefutable truth.
Let's put it this way, these days, technical secondary school students have to find ways to join a supply and marketing cooperative, let alone a guy like Fang Xiaoyue who hasn't even finished elementary school.
Instead, he focused on asking Mr. Huang some blacksmithing skills.
After all, the blacksmith skills in the Little Three Kingdoms plane seem to be somewhat behind when put into this small plane.
The youngest Huang originally wanted to accept an apprentice, but as he was talking, he was led astray by Fang Xiaoyue, and he began to show Fang Xiaoyue some blacksmithing skills and tips on repairing farm tools.
When Zhang Daniu and others came back, Fang Xiaoyue had already called the youngest Huang Master.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyue skillfully hammering the farm tools, Zhang Daniu and others opened their mouths involuntarily.
They feel like they have gone out for a spin and come back, and the whole world seems to have changed.
Fang Xiaoyue actually knows how to blacksmith! !
After the farm tools were repaired and loaded onto the truck, everyone felt a little confused and dizzy after leaving Bencao Town.
However, Huang Lao Yao always felt that something was wrong after everyone left. It took him a while to realize that his apprentice had run away!
He originally planned to take on a disciple, which would be easier, but now that his disciple has run away, he has become a master for nothing.
Looking at the dejected youngest Huang, Cheng Dashui chuckled. Although he didn't like to talk, he could tell.
That boy named Zhang Fugui was so cunning that he got benefits just by calling him "Master" a few times. Huang Lao Yao might have made someone's wedding dress for nothing.
The most terrible thing is that before leaving, the other party even borrowed a hammer and a small anvil from Mr. Huang.
That is the reserve inventory of the repair point!
If the youngest Huang was not the person in charge of the repair point, this would be a bit troublesome.
On the way back to the village, Zhang Daniu finally couldn't help but ask.
Fang Xiaoyue naturally said in a very humble tone that the youngest Huang thought she was very talented, so she taught her some skills and so on.
After confirming this matter, Zhang Daniu couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Then the repair of farm tools of our brigade will be left to you!"
Having said this, he turned to accountant Zhao Xiangdong and told him: "Comrade Zhang Fugui will be the repairman of our Eighth Brigade from now on. Well, the daily work points will be calculated as ten for the time being!"
Zhao Xiangdong nodded, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and wrote down the matter seriously.
As the captain, Zhang Daniu can directly arrange such things to take effect, which can be said to be of low position and power.
Compared with the seriousness of accountant Zhao Xiangdong, Liu Sanmu, who was leading the ox cart, was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.
Don't underestimate this ten centimeters per day.
During the busy farming season, an adult laborer can only work ten points for a full day of hard work.
But the problem is that the repairman gets work points every day, which is completely different from getting work points during busy farming seasons.
In terms of work points alone, Zhang Fugui's annual income is almost equal to that of three strong men. How can he not make Liu Sanmu envious?
After all, as a breeder, he only has three work points per day!
