Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 37 Unexpected arrival
On weekends, Yang Xiaotao basically reads at home.

It was too cold outside, and even Xiaowei didn't want to do more activities. After Yang Xiaotao took her to Uncle Chen's house, she hid in the window when she got home, absorbing the light energy from the sun.

Of course, it's good to make her so tired.

The air leaks in the doors and windows of the Chen family were all healed by her manipulation of wooden boards. It is hard to say that they are 100% airtight, but they are definitely much better than before. Yang Xiaotao estimates that the wind blocking rate can be increased by 90.00%.

I believe that this winter, Uncle Chen's family will not be too cold.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao lit the kerosene lamps. In this era when electricity needs to be pulled by oneself, even in these four or nine cities, residents have to weigh their pockets if they want to use electricity at home.

As a time traveler, Yang Xiaotao hated kerosene lamps at the moment. If it wasn't for his poor pockets, he would have pulled a wire and used electric lights.

It’s easy to read under the flames, and your tired eyes will feel astringent.

In the future, reading and earning credits will definitely be inseparable from electric lights.

"Wait a minute."

Rubbing his eyes, tears came out.

"This Art of War by Sun Tzu is really difficult to understand."

He glanced at the yellowed pages again. This half of Sun Tzu's Art of War had been read for a whole day, but he still hadn't reached the level of familiarity.

However, even a rough reading for the first time contributed 50 credits to Yang Xiaotao, which is ten times stronger than that of Journey to the West and Water Margin.

I read it several times later, and also contributed a lot.

It's just that this book itself is written in classical Chinese, some parts can only be read, and even some sentences have to be carefully pondered, obviously it can't reach the level of familiarity.

Even so, Yang Xiaotao still gained more than 100 credits in this half of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

The skills of the fitter are not far from the second level.

In addition, there are several ancient books brought back from the garbage.

These are all written in classical Chinese. Yang Xiaotao is full of curiosity about these books and wants to earn more credits from them.

"These are national treasures!"

"You can try to search for some."

Yang Xiaotao's thoughts drifted away, thinking more and more.

In the next few days, Yang Xiaotao went to work as usual.

Working silently in the workshop, joking with co-workers and reading books in my spare time, my days are peaceful.

Of course, every time I eat at noon, it is inevitable to be shaken by the idiot.

At first, Yang Xiaotao wanted to eat in other canteens, but there were six canteens in the whole factory, and Sha Zhu was only in one canteen.

Yang Xiaotao could go to other cafeterias to eat, but after two days of eating, he finally went back to the first cafeteria.

The reason is simple. The canteen not only cooks for the workers, but also serves the factory leaders, skilled workers, and VIP leaders.

A lot of ingredients are used, and there is enough oil and water. The most important thing is that the chef is in charge of cooking, and he has a good cooking skills.

Even if you eat less, it has a taste and oily water.

They were able to line up in the first cafeteria because the first cafeteria was close to the first workshop, and the three workshops were not far away.

People in other workshops had to come early and run quickly if they wanted to eat, otherwise there would be no food.

In his spare time, Yang Xiaotao, with his solid foundation, also began to explain the work to newcomers.

This newcomer was naturally Zhou Peng.

Zhou Peng failed the last assessment due to the increased difficulty of the examination.

Therefore, it is inevitable for Zhou Peng to win this assessment, otherwise he will have to wait another seven or eight months, and the difference in salary will be tens of dollars.

It stands to reason that there are many people with better skills than Yang Xiaotao, but teaching people and working are two different things.

Some people, like Wang Fa, who is a level [-] worker, didn’t talk about his job, but asking him to explain how to operate and why he did it would be a nuisance. Sometimes the explanation was unclear for a long time, and finally he had to say: that’s it Just do it, if you do more, you will be able to do it.

Proper empiricism.

In contrast, when Yang Xiaotao used credits to acquire skills, he learned not only experience, but also various data.

The shape and size of each workpiece is not only the data on the drawing, but also the data quantified from experience such as how much force is used for where, how long it takes to process, and so on.

Therefore, when it comes to explaining teaching, even Wang Fa, a fifth-level worker, thinks that Yang Xiaotao is more suitable than him.

Now it's not only the apprentice Zhou Peng, but also the first-level worker in his own team, who will come to listen to him when he has nothing to do.

And the effect of this kind of teaching is very obvious. The efficiency of the whole group has improved a lot compared to before, and each task can be completed ahead of schedule.

As a result, when the workshop director dispatched tasks, there were more tasks each time.

In this era, many tasks are assigned, not to suppress, but to represent being valued and appreciated.

It was another Saturday, the weather started to warm up, the cold wind in the air became less, at least I stopped cutting my face, I could go out to the toilet at night, and the smell in the house was not so strong.

Yang Xiaotao knew that this cold winter was going to pass?

Although he himself didn't feel much because of Xiaowei and enough coal, but seeing the other people in the yard, all of whom were frozen and thin, he knew that it would not be easy for each family to survive this cold winter.

As the weather started to get warmer, Yang Xiaotao moved a stool in the yard, read a book, and basked in the sun.

"The yard is still too monotonous."

Looking at the empty courtyard, Yang Xiaotao became more interested in planting something.

Xiaowei also felt Yang Xiaotao's heart, rolling happily on her arm like a green jujube.

"What kind of order?"

Just as Yang Xiaotao was thinking about the planning of the small courtyard, director Wang from outside the courtyard led Xiao Li happily into the room.

At the front door, the third master just came back from the outside with a bucket, which contained two palm-sized crucian carp.

This is what he called back from going out early in the morning. If he hadn't eaten breakfast, he could still fish for a while.

"Director Wang, do you have a mission?"

Yan Fugui greeted Director Wang with a smile, and he was the most active every time the courtyard evaluated the progress.

Not only for the compound, but also for him, the third master.

You know, after being rated as an advanced compound, the steward will have an extra reward.

Last year, because of the Jia family and the Yang family's affairs, the three uncles were criticized, and the progress in the courtyard was also canceled by the street office.

But this year, for this reward, Yan Fugui is very concerned about the honor of the compound.

"No mission, I came to your courtyard this time to announce something."

Director Wang smiled, and Officer Li beside him also nodded with a smile, "Master Yan, hurry up and call the people in the courtyard, this matter must be announced in front of everyone."

Yan Fugui reacted, and immediately welcomed Director Wang and Officer Xiao Li into the yard, and then asked Yan Xiecheng and Yan Jiefang to call people from door to door, while he himself went to find the uncle.

In the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu came out from the neighbor's house.

"Aunt Wang, just ask if it is useful in the future, my sewing machine is idle even if it is idle."

"Okay. I'm sure I'll bother you later."

Aunt Wang held a glove sewn from rags in her hand, and praised happily, "Huairu's hands are really clever!"

"You said that's out of the question."

"Okay, don't talk, don't talk, in the future there will be..."

The two were talking at the door, and saw the third master rushing in, "Hurry up, big guy, Director Wang is here, and a meeting is going to be held."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the uncle's house.

After hearing this, Qin Huairu and the two immediately walked home.

When passing by the yard, he saw Yang Xiaotao sitting on a stool reading a book.

"Pretentious, can reading be eaten as a meal?"

"Fool, idiot!"

Qin Huairu cursed in her heart, and walked quickly into the room.

As soon as she entered the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang stared at her, "Hmph! I have taken out so many things, and I don't know when I will get back my money."

Qin Huairu ignored her, took a sip of cold water from the mug, "Mom, there is a meeting in the yard, and people from the street office are here."

"Street Office?"

Jia Zhang's eyes flinched, she was punished by the street, and those few days of sweeping the street were the most painful days in her life.

Now that the street office came, I felt suddenly nervous. Looking back on my behavior in the past few days, it seemed that I scolded Yang Xiaotao that night.

"It's him, it must be him. Damn Yang Xiaotao, it's him, he must have sued."

"This bastard, didn't he just scold him? He even filed a complaint. This little bastard has a mother but no father. I, I will fight him."

Jia Zhang said harsh words on his lips, but he was panicked in his heart.

Qin Huairu on the side could naturally see that she despised the old woman in her heart, but she also spoke words of comfort.

"Mom. The third master said that he was just here to announce something. Besides, it has been several days since that incident. It must not be."

"Yes, you are right."

After listening to Qin Huairu's words, Jia Zhang felt relieved, tidied up quickly and walked to the yard with Qin Huairu.

As for Jia Dongxu, I don't know where he is going crazy at this time.

When Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang came to the yard, the Xu family and the second aunt from the backyard also came, and Liu Haizhong also went out. As for the first and third masters who were talking with Director Wang, the three of them had something to say Laughing, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

When Yang Xiaotao came to the yard, he didn't step forward, but just stood outside.

Still thinking in my heart, I will go to the place where the ticket was exchanged last time in a while to see if I can meet that Shen Lin.

Now he still has [-] or [-] money on him, but the meat ticket is about to bottom out, and there are still more than ten days before the next salary.

He is used to the days of eating meat, and his mouth has long been cultivated. If he really wants radish, pickles and steamed corn bread, he can eat it too, but he just feels uncomfortable eating it.

What's more, in his previous life, he was the master of all flesh and joy, that is to say, when he came to this world, he had to adapt because of lack of material and hardware that couldn't keep up.

As Yang Xiaotao thought about it, people from the compound rushed over one after another.

Just as the meeting was being held in the courtyard, a donkey cart slowly entered the city in Sijiu City.

The leader leading the donkey was a thin man, 1.7 meters [-], with a disheveled face and a ragged cotton jacket. The calluses on his hands represented a good farm hand.

An old man with half-white hair was sitting on the donkey cart.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, but he had a resolute face. He held the tobacco stick in his hand and kept squatting. The gray cloth bag under the smoke stick was swollen and swayed with the car.

"Master, where is Xiaotao's house?"

The leading man looked at the huge Forty-Nine City, a little confused.

"You have a mouth under your nose, so you don't know how to ask."

The grandfather said angrily, and he also suffered in the car along the way.

Fortunately, he is not a delicate person, but he just feels that his butt is falling apart.

"Oh."

The man was not angry either, "Then shall we go buy seed food first?"

The old man looked at the sky, "At this time, the grain store also has to eat, so let's go and see Xiaotao first."

"Oh!"

"Shitou, let me tell you, cheer up in a while, don't be stupid. It's embarrassing for Yangjiazhuang."

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

"Whoever dares to bully people from our Yangjiazhuang, I will break his dog legs."

"Haha, okay, knowing that there are so many children, the grandfather chose you?"

"I know, I'm stupid, I'm not afraid of pain in a fight."

"Ha, Grandfather told you, there's nothing wrong with being stupid. Back then..."

The donkey cart dangled on the Sijiu City. The man listened to his grandfather's nagging, kept asking passers-by, and kept walking.

(End of this chapter)