Scholars in the courtyard

As night falls, the door of the machinery factory opens and the workers go home one after another.

  The people who entered the machinery factory for the first time were all in high spirits and talked about what they had seen today.

  Yan Jiefang went home with the people in the courtyard.

  Today, Siheyuan’s team in the machinery factory is even larger.

  On the way back, status was also reflected.

  At the front are Xiao Liu and Zhou Kui, followed by Wang Jun and others, and at the end are Yan Jiefang and others.

  Everyone has their own position, and there is no need to deliberately arrange it, and no one cares about it, but this thing is an invisible existence.

  Back in the courtyard, as soon as Yan Jiefang entered the house, he saw Yan Jiecheng sitting there with his neck curled up, and the three aunts next to him were preparing to cook.

  Seeing the boss like this, Yan Jiefang felt disdainful.

  Look at Yang Xiaotao, he is about the same age, but he is now the second-in-command of a machinery factory, a large factory with tens of thousands of people.

  It's all under his control.

  Look at the boss again, at home, unemployed and homeless.

  He used to go out to find odd jobs, but now his wife doesn't want him anymore and doesn't even bother to go out.

  The boss is a man who was raised useless by his parents.

  "Second brother, how are you today?"

  Next to him, Yan Jiekuang came over curiously and asked.

  Yan Jiefang looked at Lao San, and a special emotion suddenly arose in his heart. He wanted to prove that his choice was correct.

  He wants to prove that he is different in this family.

  "The third one."

  The two brothers came to the room where they slept together.

  "Second brother asked you, do you want to live a good life?"

  Children from poor families have long been in charge of the family, not to mention that in the environment where the Yan family has been nurtured since childhood, Yan Jiekuang, who is older than Banggeng, also has his own judgment on life.

  "miss you!"

  "If you think about it, just listen to my second brother."

  "Second brother, tell me."

  "After the second brother leaves, you must have a good relationship with Brother Tao, do you understand?"

  "You are not allowed to play with Bangge. Even the Jia family's children are not allowed to play."

  "Xu Damao in the backyard is not allowed to listen to him."

  "You are not allowed to come near the eldest mother."

  Yan Jiefang explained sentence by sentence. He didn't care whether the third child could listen, but he had to say it.

  "Second brother, I know."

  "Does this mean I can go to the machine shop?"

  Yan Jiefang smiled and touched his brother's head, "As long as you remember the words of the second brother and follow Brother Tao, you will definitely do it."

  "Let me tell you, today the food in the machinery factory is all braised pork and big steamed buns. If you are not allowed to take them out, my second brother will bring you some."

  In the evening, Yan Fugui drove back, entered the house, sat down, and wiped his glasses.

  The third aunt has prepared the food, and everyone is sitting at the table.

  "Second brother, how about going to the machine shop today?"

  Yan Jiefang sat aside and straightened his back, "It's good. I'll learn my skills from brother Wang Jun. I'll work for a month and go to the northwest in a month."

  "Wang Jun!"

  Yan Fugui sighed, thinking about the situation of Wang Dashan's family, it would be good for him as an uncle if the two families could establish a relationship.

  "What about the salary?"

  The third aunt asked eagerly. Yan Jiefang picked up the chopsticks and said, "The salary is calculated according to the apprentice's work."

  "Apprentice?"

  Yan Fugui nodded, "Not bad, 18 yuan a month."

  "No, it's 23 yuan. This is a benefit given to us by the machinery factory."

  "so much?"

  Yan Jiecheng was taken aback, his face full of disbelief.

  "Isn't that much? Brother Wang Jun is already a third-level worker, plus he has a welfare of fifty."

  "There are also Brother Liu, Brother Zhou Kui and others, more than eighty a month."

  My stomach is a little sour.

  "That's nothing. I heard from Brother Liu that Brother Tao's salary can earn as much as the three of them combined. I don't know whether it's true or not."

  Yan Jiefang said something, instantly making the room quiet.

  Especially Yan Fugui, he couldn't sit still now. Who knew that several families who usually don't show off their wealth could be so rich.

  After so many years, his salary has not been increased. Yan Jiefang is not a formal employee yet, so he only has so much. After he becomes a regular employee, it will not be more than him?

  "Don't worry, you two elders. When the time comes, I will take three yuan of this money, and the rest will be kept by your elders, and it will be used as food expenses for these years."

  "Hey~~~"

  Yan Fugui shook his head, "Second brother, you guys should learn from this."

  Yan Jiecheng pursed his lips, shook his head disdainfully, and continued eating.

  However, Yan Jiekuang repeated his second brother's words in his heart.

  "However, these years, not only food, but also clothing, housing, and supplies, twenty yuan is not enough."

  Yan Fugui pushed up the temples of his glasses and said he was going to get his notebook, but Yan Jiefang ignored him and buried himself in his meal.

  Now he has the capital to say no.

  Wait until I go to the northwest, haha.

  "How about you go to the northwest with me? Will I give it to you every time I get paid?"

  Yan Fugui blushed and stopped talking.

  In the room, Yan Jiefang's voice soon came.

  Not long after, exclamations gradually began to sound.

  After they finished eating and went back to their houses, the third aunt said carefully, "Old man, it seems that it would be a good idea for the second son to go to the northwest."

  "Well, it's so much money a month, we have to let him hand it over and help him save it."

  "Correct!"

  backyard
  When news came from the machinery factory, nothing tasted good in Xu Damao's mouth.

  Especially Qin Jingru who was on the side was sarcastic and felt even more uncomfortable.

  "Have you heard that the people in the machinery factory have received a lot of salary increase? The one from the Wang family in the Intermediate Court has turned fifty in a month!"

  "It would be great if you could still stay in the machinery factory, and you wouldn't have to eat like this all day long!"

  Qin Jingru stared with big eyes, rolled her eyes and continued to add insult to injury to Xu Damao.

  "Mani Mani, is this interesting?"

  Xu Damao threw away his chopsticks, "Is it easy for me to go out doing business from dawn to dusk?"

  Qin Jingru stopped talking and ate the steamed buns bit by bit.

  “We’re running out of them at home. If we don’t get some, we’ll be eating stick noodles!”

  "I know, I will get some for you next time I go to a movie!"

  Xu Damao said nonchalantly, "If it doesn't work out, just go to Mom's to get some. They won't be willing to eat it anyway."

  Qin Jingru stopped talking, but Xu Damao felt unhappy. Not to mention the people in the courtyard, and no matter how successful Yang Xiaotao is, there is even the sworn enemy in the courtyard, Silly Zhu. Why do people call him Silly Dad?

  Damn it, stupid dad is also a dad, and someone calls him stepdad!

  He, Xu Damao, has no one to call him dad yet!
  "No, I will never let you live a comfortable life."

  ……

  Jia family!

  "Huairu, don't you go and take a look?"

  Mrs. Jia Zhang glanced at the steamed buns in the pot. She could only divide the quantity into two, which was not enough.

  "Go to you!"

  Qin Huairu replied and continued to cook.

  Xiaodang on the side made a sad face, glanced at Bangjie, and kept snorting coldly.

  Before her brother came back, she could still eat silly dad's food, which had a lot of meat in it.

  As a result, after her brother came back, he wouldn't let his stupid father in, and their family couldn't eat anything.

  It's better not to come back.

  The room was silent.

  Big Mom's house.

  Silly Zhu was also holding his breath.

  As long as Qin Huairu doesn't come over in person, there's no way he can take away his lunch box.

  Whoever comes is the same.

  He just wanted to use this method to make it clear to the Jia family that now, they couldn't live without him, Silly Zhu.

  Just like a stick, huh.

  It happened that Jia Dongxu left early, so he educated Brother Jia.

  The next day, people in the courtyard were as usual, those who went to work, those who cooked, those who had a tantrum, and the rest were at home taking care of themselves.

  At the entrance of the alley, Xu Damao called Yan Jiekuang aside.

  Yan Jiekuang thought of his second brother's words and immediately pushed back before Xu Damao finished speaking, "My brother said he wouldn't let me listen to you."

  After saying that, he ran over, leaving Xu Damao in a mess.

  "Hey, little bastard."

  "If you still don't listen to me, fine, you don't earn this money, others do."

  Saying that, Xu Damao walked out angrily.

  Machinery factory, in the office.

  In front of his desk, Yang Xiaotao looked at a pile of design drawings, frowning from time to time.

  This made the engineers from Pang Guo and Quancheng Automobile Factory who were waiting on the side have their hearts skipping a beat.

  After watching for a while, Yang Xiaotao looked up at the two of them, "Lang Gong, please tell me, this drawing is too messy!"

  "it is good!"

  With the encouragement of Pang Guo, Lang Gong began to explain.

  "Mr. Yang, that's what we think!"

  "This truck will be used as a super-heavy truck. The front of the truck is about [-] meters long, the cabin is about [-] meters long, and the total length is about [-] meters! It is expected that the front of the truck will be a four-wheel double row, and the cabin will be a six-wheel double row."

  "The car body is three meters wide and about three and eight meters high. The total weight..."

  At this point, Lang Gong glanced at Yang Xiaotao, swallowed and said, "The total weight, empty weight, is more than ten tons."

  Yang Xiaotao looked up, then lowered his head and continued recording data.

  Seeing this, Lang Gong felt relieved, and then continued, "Because of the powerful power output of the engine. It is initially estimated that the load capacity can reach forty tons."

  "If conditions permit, we can add more affiliations later..."

  "The front of the truck is modeled after the Yellow River heavy truck, and is enlarged twice as much. The advantage of this is that two mailboxes can be placed underneath, and the front of the truck can also be used to hold goods..."

  After introducing it for a long time, Yang Xiaotao finally understood the design of this truck.

  At first glance, it looks a bit like an enlarged version of the Jiefang truck, or an enhanced version of the Huanghe heavy truck.

  However, because of the high horsepower of the engine, this group of technicians let themselves go completely and worked hard to create such a huge monster.

  "Two questions!"

  Yang Xiaotao raised his finger, and the two of them looked serious!
  "First, have you done verification? Such a large truck requires a lot of materials. Have you calculated the manufacturing cost?"

  "Second, if it is made on such a large scale, do you think anyone can afford it? You also know our domestic roads. Once it is made, who will use it?"

  Their expressions changed and neither of them spoke.

  "However, this car still has merits!"

  "First of all, in terms of load capacity, it fills the gap in this aspect in our country. No matter what happens now, if it is needed in the future, we can use it, which is great!"

  Yang Xiaotao did not deny everyone's efforts, but continued to praise them.

  “Especially this design where the front of the car is separated from the cabin is very good, I like it very much!”

  Yang Xiaotao broke through and remembered the Autobot leader on the screen in his previous life. Wasn't that guy just a big Autobot?
  Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotao's heart moved, and then he looked at the design drawing and thought about the appearance of the truck in his memory.

  After a while, Yang Xiaotao called the two of them over, "Look, in order to increase the bearing capacity of the ground, the front part of the car can be changed to six wheels and three rows!"

  In an instant, the front of the car changed its appearance under Yang Xiaotao's pencil!

  "The front of the car should not be so straight. There should be a slope. This can reduce air resistance..."

  "What is air resistance? I won't explain this yet..."

  "Here, the carriage does not need to be too long. It is already very high, has depth, and has a similar load capacity..."

  As Yang Xiaotao expressed his opinions, perhaps it was the advantage brought by level four mechanical proficiency that made Yang Xiaotao always feel like he was 'repairing a car' when looking at this large truck.

  After fixing these 'problems', a truck design that had nothing to do with before appeared in front of him.

  Before lunch, Lang and Gong left the office with the drawings that Yang Xiaotao had revised.

  As soon as he went out, Lang Gong recovered from the shock, and then stood at the door and looked at Pang Guo Zhengzheng.

  "Old Pang, does Mr. Yang design the truck?"

  Pang Guo just nodded dumbly after hearing this.

  "It should be!"

  "Who said he is Chief Designer Yang?"

  Lang Gong nodded after hearing this. He just saw the drawing in his hand. This was not changed.

  This is equivalent to redesigning a car!
  At this time, when the two left the office, Yang Xiaotao finally breathed a sigh of relief and held back his inner excitement.

  Because just when I was discussing the design with the two of them, the system's beep suddenly appeared.

  After the two people left, Yang Xiaotao checked the system information bursting out of his mind.

  "Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully designing the heavy truck design!"

  "Please name it!"

  "Does this count as my design?"

  Yang Xiaotao muttered to himself. Fortunately, there was no one else in the room.

  However, this doubt was quickly forgotten by Yang Xiaotao. As long as the system recognized it, it was his.

  "Just call! Optimus Prime!"

  Yang Xiaotao narrowed his eyes and named it with a smile.

  No need to worry about future generations, no need to think too much, now, this truck is called Optimus Prime!
  Optimus Prime of China!