Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

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At the same time, many families in the yard were also talking about the renovation of Zhou Tian's house, and many women discussed with the head of the family whether they should also renovate their own homes.

Of course, this is only for those people whose families are not short of money. As for those who are short of money, they dare not even mention it.

After all, they are people who have just come from the old society. Due to the chaotic prices in the past few years, they have been plundered again and again. Now they have only had one year of good days, and they can't save much money.

Zhou Tian's home.

Zhou Tian saw He Daqing and his family off, cleaned up the dishes, and asked Sanxiao to do his homework. Then he lay comfortably in his room and read a book.

He hadn't studied for a few days, so naturally he had to make good use of his time.

He has read one third of the book on Mechanical Design and estimates that he will be able to finish it in ten days or so. Although the book is not thick, speed is not what he pursues.

It's about efficiency. After all, even if you read quickly, it's useless if you don't understand.

He didn't know how long he watched. When he came to his senses, he found that it was already dark outside. After asking the three little ones to wash their feet and go to their rooms to sleep, he went to bed and lay on the new mattress. For a moment, he felt the softness under his body and thought to himself, "This is life!"

I took off my clothes and covered myself with a new quilt. I didn’t feel cold at all and fell asleep before I knew it.

A night passed, and when he woke up the next day, he didn't even want to get up from the warm bed.

He didn't know whether it was because winter was almost over or because of the new quilt, but he felt as if he was trapped in the bed by the quilt.

Listening to the voices coming from outside, it was obvious that the time to go to work was almost up. He could only put on his clothes helplessly, get up and wake up the three children, let them wash up, and Zhou Tian gave each of them two thousand yuan.

He didn't want to cook today, so he asked Sanxiao to go out and buy some food. He watched Sanxiao go to school hand in hand, then he locked the door and went towards the steel mill.

Now it is 1951, and the uncle system of the courtyard houses in the old city has not yet begun, and even the street office has not yet been established, and there is no regulation about not locking the doors.

When we arrived at the workshop, we saw many apprentices already moving workpieces.

"Master Zhou!"

"Master Zhou!"

When the apprentices saw Zhou Tian, ​​they greeted him with a smile.

Zhou Tian nodded and responded one by one. Since he had taught these apprentices for a day, although he stopped after being warned by his master, every time he met these apprentices, they were still very enthusiastic and respectful to Zhou Tian.

After all, they are not stupid. Although they were confused at first why Zhou Tian only taught them one day's experience and then stopped, they later learned the reasons from some experienced masters and understood Master Zhou's painstaking efforts.

Even if they didn't learn any experience later, they could not help but appreciate Master Zhou's kindness.

Zhou Tian nodded and walked all the way to his workstation before stopping. He started the machine tool, first made a few parts at the workstation to familiarize himself with the feel, then picked up the parts to process. He didn't know if it was because of the outbreak of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, but during this period of time, the factory suddenly had a lot more tasks.

Recently, most of the parts the factory has given him to process are firearms parts.

The wood part naturally does not need a steel rolling mill, but the key parts still need the work of master craftsmen.

Zhou Tian was polishing the gun barrel carefully. His hands moved as fast as flowing clouds as he operated the machine tool to polish the accuracy of the rifling of the gun barrel. For a gun barrel, the accuracy of the rifling is often the key to a gun's hit.

The stability and accuracy of the rifling is one of the important factors for the success of a gun.

If Zhou Tian remembered correctly, the main firearm in the country now is still the big brother's water-fired rifle, that is, the legendary Mosin-Nagant rifle.

The Mosin-Nagant is one of the earliest smokeless powder military rifles. Its sound is crisp, like water droplets splashing, so it is also called the Water Droplet.

However, in Zhou Tian’s memory, this type of rifle was sold to my country along with the technology and production by Big Brother in 53 when the relationship between China and Big Brother was the best.

It later became the first standard rifle in our country. But now, looking at the rifle barrel parts he was processing in his hands, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his leader's foresight.

No wonder our country has been known as a copycat country in later generations. It turns out that this model has existed since the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

In less than half an hour, the workers from the factory arrived one after another. When they saw that Zhou Tian had already started working, they also went to their workstations and started working.

They were too tired to complain about Zhou Tian's diligence and had become accustomed to it.

"Master Zhou, are you busy?"

The workshop director stood beside Zhou Tian at some point and asked loudly.

"Director, is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Tian asked calmly without even raising his head.

"Master Zhou, the factory manager is looking for you and wants you to come over!"

The workshop director said.

"Director?"

Zhou Tian paused slightly, stopped the processing at hand, and turned off the machine tool. The noise in the workshop suddenly became a little quieter, and he looked at the workshop director in confusion.

"Director, do you know what the factory director wants to see me about?"

The workshop director shook his head and said, "I don't know about that, but it should be a good thing!"

"Good thing?"

Zhou Tian had no idea what he had done to benefit the factory. Although he was confused, he still followed the workshop director out of the workshop.

Arriving at a two-story building in the middle of the factory, they went upstairs and walked to the door of an office. The workshop director went forward and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Following a majestic voice coming from inside, the workshop director pushed open the door and led Zhou Tian in.

In the office, a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a Zhongshan suit was sitting on the sofa and chatting with a middle-aged man in a military uniform with a straight figure.

"Director, Master Zhou is here!"

The workshop director said quickly with a smile.

"Master Zhou?"

Hearing the words of the workshop director, the middle-aged man in his thirties and the middle-aged man in military uniform stopped talking and looked at Zhou Tian behind the workshop director.

Even though they had known that Zhou Tian was very young, when they actually saw him at this moment, they were still shocked by his young appearance.

When the two were looking at Zhou Tian, ​​he also looked at them.

He knew the middle-aged man in his thirties, he was Lou Jiancheng, the current owner of the steel rolling mill. As for the middle-aged man in military uniform, Zhou Tian had never seen him before.

"Master Zhou! You're here."

After being stunned for a moment, Lou Jiancheng reacted immediately, stood up immediately, and came forward with a smile.

"Director!"

Zhou Tian said respectfully.

"Okay, you go down first!"

Lou Jiancheng glanced at the workshop director and said.

"Okay, Director, you go ahead!"

The workshop director was very tactful and didn't ask any further questions. He bowed and then stepped back, carefully closing the door.

"Master Zhou, I want to ask, are all the recent gun barrels processed by you?"

Lou Jiancheng watched the workshop director leave, then turned to look at Zhou Tian and asked with a smile.

"Yes, boss, I processed them all!"

Zhou Tian's heart trembled slightly. Could it be that there was something wrong with the parts he had processed?

Just as he was thinking, he saw the middle-aged man in military uniform on the sofa stand up and said with a smile: "Old Lou, look, I said it was processed by the people in your factory, and you still don't believe it?"

As he spoke, he walked to Zhou Tian's side, patted him on the shoulder and said admiringly: "Young man, you look young and not very old, but I didn't expect that your skills are so good!"

Then, he gave him a thumbs up and continued, "How about it, do you have any idea of ​​going to the military factory?"