After listening to this, everyone had a new understanding of Tang Niannian. Although she was a rural girl, she was pretty, well-dressed, and well-raised by her family. She looked like she didn't want to work. They couldn't handle this kind of girl. Can't afford to marry.
Some aunts who wanted to introduce their nephews to Tang Niannian immediately gave up their thoughts. No matter how good-looking they were, they could not take care of the food. To marry a virtuous woman, you must marry a good and lazy girl, even if she is as handsome as Xi Shi.
"Why hasn't my Lao Wang come back for dinner? Master Tang, do you know what Lao Wang has been doing?" a woman asked in a loud voice.
"Master Wang has a job on his hands. It's quite labor-intensive. I guess he got busy and forgot about the time to get off work." Tang Manyin replied.
The Master Wang they are talking about is a sixth-level fitter in the machinery factory. There are two sixth-level fitters in the Red Star Machinery Factory, namely Master Lao Wang and Master Xiao Wang. They are uncle-nephew relationships.
Master Wang has retired, and Master Xiao Wang is in his forties. He is now the only level six fitter in the machinery factory, and he processes some fine parts.
"No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat. This Lao Wang is really serious. I'll go to the workshop and call him!"
The woman's complaining voice became farther and farther away, and she went to the workshop to call someone.
Tang Manyin washed the dishes and entered the room with clean dishes and chopsticks. Tang Niannian asked: "Does your factory not have level 8 fitters?"
She had heard the legend of the eighth-level fitter before, which was like the legend of the sweeping monk. She also said that no matter how secretive the machine tool was, it was impossible to defeat the eighth-level fitter.
Because the most precise parts are all made by hand, Tang Niannian was dubious about these words. The high-precision machine tools produced by the German company she worked for processed parts with the highest precision in the world. Could it be that they were no better than an eighth-level fitter?
So Tang Niannian has always had the idea to compete with the eighth-level fitter.
"Do you think an eighth-level fitter is a big carrot? There is only one in Zhucheng. He works at Qianjin Machinery Factory and is retired."
Tang Manyin looked envious, because the salary of an eighth-level fitter was higher than that of the factory director. The monthly salary was 128, and one person could support a family of ten.
However, the eighth-level fitter at Qianjin Machinery Factory has also retired, and there is no successor. Qianjin Machinery Factory now only has one sixth-level fitter, the same as Red Star.
But because Qianjin once had an eighth-level fitter, he has always looked down upon Red Star. The only two machinery factories in Zhucheng were at odds with each other, and everyone in the city knew it.
Tang Niannian also asked about the eighth-level fitter at Qianjin Machinery Factory. She wanted to meet him.
"I'm retired, my hands are shaking!"
Tang Manyin replied casually that the old master's eyesight was dazzled, his hands were shaking, and he couldn't do much work, but he could still get a high salary after retirement, and his life was more comfortable than that of the county magistrate.
Tang Niannian was very disappointed and asked again: "There are no eighth-level fitters in Zhucheng?"
"Right now, there aren't any. There are only two Level 6s. Let's see if the rating can go up to Level 7 in the second half of the year."
Tang Manyin shook his head. There are ratings and assessments every year, but it is too difficult to upgrade from level 6 to level 8. Master Wang in their factory has been at level 6 for five or six years and has never been rated to level 7.
Seeing that he is getting older and older, the hope of being rated is getting lower and lower. Locksmithing is a delicate job that requires high eyesight and hand strength. Master Wang is already forty. If he can't be rated anymore, he will probably be out of business.
But Tang Manyin still envied Master Wang, because the monthly salary of a sixth-level fitter was more than eighty yuan. With such money, he could afford to eat meat every day. He would never think about it again in this life.
Tang Niannian was even more disappointed. There was not even an eighth-level fitter in such a big city. She would have to go to Shanghai in the future. There must be an eighth-level fitter there. She must compete with the eighth-level fitter.
Is it her machine tool that is more powerful, or is it the hands of an eighth-level fitter that are more powerful?
"Actually, there is another person who has a good chance of being rated as Level 8. What a pity!"
Tang Manyin suddenly thought of someone and sounded particularly regretful.
"who?"
Tang Niannian became interested.
"The apprentice of the old eighth-level fitter in Qianjin Factory is very good at his skills. He was rated as level six when he was in his twenties. If nothing else happens, he will definitely be level eight now."
"What accident happened? Is your hand disabled?"
The surprise that Tang Niannian thought of was this. The most important thing for a fitter is the hand. I guess the hand is disabled.
Tang Manyin's face changed, and she was still a little embarrassed. She said angrily: "Little girl, why are you asking so many questions? I'm going to work, and you go shopping on the street."
You can't tell your niece this kind of thing, it'll be embarrassing.
Tang Niannian was a little confused, so she just asked, as for this expression like watching a pornographic film?
Could it be that the eighth-level candidate has broken his shoes?
Tang Manyin walked to the door, stopped, dug in his pocket for a long time, reluctantly took out a few pieces of money, hesitated for a long time, and then gave it to Tang Niannian.
"Take this money and save some money!"
Tang Manyin was heartbroken. He finally saved some money, but it was all gone.
But it was a rare occasion for his niece to come to the city and she brought so many things with her. It would be unreasonable for him as an uncle not to express her gratitude.
"Don't talk to your second aunt about this money."
Tang Manyin turned his head and stopped looking at the money. He felt heartbroken after looking at it. After giving instructions, he went to work.
Tang Niannian counted the money in his hand, one piece was worth one yuan, one piece was five cents, and there were also several cents and cents, totaling one dollar and eighty-six cents.
For this era, it is actually quite a huge sum of money.
She smiled and put the money in her pocket. In the afternoon, she was going to the scrap collection station to see if she could find some treasures and college entrance examination information. In the era novel, the scrap collection station was a must-go place for the heroine to check in.
She was not in a hurry to go out and lay on the bed to rest.
Passionate revolutionary songs sounded on the radio, and there were noisy footsteps in the corridor. It was time to go to work.
Five minutes later, the bell rang and the corridor fell silent.
Tang Niannian closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, when she heard someone talking outside. It was Master Wang's wife.
"Do you still need a good body? Chairman Mao said that the revolution must first have a good body. No matter how busy and tight the work is, you also have to eat. If I didn't call you, you idiot would definitely work until the afternoon. , my stomach is starving."
"This batch of goods needs to be urgent, the requirements are high, and the quantity is large. The machine tools in the factory cannot meet the accuracy, so we can only do it by hand."
Master Wang's laughter was a little silly, and he explained patiently. Just by listening to his voice, you could tell that he was a loyal and honest man.
"No matter how urgent it is, you still have to eat, so why can't you just delegate the work to the people below? No matter how much you work, your salary won't be much."
Master Wang's wife had a bad tone. She felt that her husband was too stupid. Everyone else was trying their best to work less, but her family was the only one who didn't know how to be lazy at all.
"Others can't do it. This is for the shipyard. The precision requirements are high. The ship has to be put into the sea, so we can't be careless."
Master Wang's tone is very serious and he must not be careless about his work.
"Then you have to eat too. If you fall down, who will do the work?"
The wife glared fiercely, and Master Wang smiled even more stupidly.
The couple's voices became farther and farther away and gradually disappeared. Tang Niannian opened his eyes.
A batch of urgently needed parts requires high precision, and only Master Wang can process them in the entire Red Star Factory.
