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Chapter 110 I Bet You Failed This Assessment (Please Subscribe)

Han Xiang is still seriously drawing the line. If the workpiece is to be qualified, he has to control the error according to his own habits. After three times of repeated confirmation, he is ready to start.

As a result, just as he was posing, the voice next to him suddenly stopped, and suddenly lost the rhythmic hammering sound, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He turned his head and glanced over there, his eyes suddenly widened, as if they were about to pop out.

Yi Chuanzong had already measured it again. He nodded in satisfaction, and then he unscrewed the tiger table and took out the T-shaped workpiece.

"I bet you failed this assessment!"

After leaving a word, Yi Chuanzong walked directly towards the several examiners in front, "Masters, I have already finished, please help me to test it!"

Several masters had already noticed his movements. After all, Yi Chuanzong was the first to do it. The sound of hammering was so dense, how could he not notice it?

Master Chen caught the T-shaped workpiece in front of him and saw that the other party was holding a light one, but he knew that the workpiece was [-] centimeters long and two centimeters thick at least ten kilograms.

With preparations in mind, Master Chen took it over and placed it on the table next to him steadily, and then began to use tools such as a ruler to test it.

Another master next to him asked with strange eyes: "I remember you are Master Yi's nephew, right?" The movement just now was so wild, the precision must be difficult to control, he didn't think Yi Chuanzong could pass the examination.

Yi Chuanzong nodded and smiled, "Yes, uncle taught me a lot."

He didn't care about the eyes of these people at all. These people are ordinary workers in the factory. Their technical level can be regarded as masters, but they can't be called masters.

As far as his current level is concerned, it's not necessarily worse than the other party. As long as they measure it, they will naturally not look at him that way. The fitter must talk about technology in everything, and the accuracy of the parts is the most important.

The few masters around just nodded, and they didn't believe that Yi Chuanzong could pass such work.

It's just that Yi Zhonghai is the only eighth-level fitter in the factory, and his skills are much better than everyone present, and they are also very impressed.

Now that the workpiece is in front of you, you can test it and you will know. There is no need to say those bad words to offend others.

Yi Chuanzong waited calmly. Now his intermediate fitter skill has reached 21/50. He doesn't know how the system calculates it, but according to his work experience, he must be a fourth-level fitter no matter what. The assessment is still very easy.

At this time, Master Chen also finished the test. He straightened up and said, "I finished the test, it's time for you to test."

A slightly fat fitter came over and asked with a smile, "How is it? How much is the error?"

Master Chen said calmly: "50 wires (one thousand wires per centimeter, one hundred wires per millimeter), the error of each position is very stable, you should also test it."

In fact, his heart is very uneasy, their general error is about [-] silk, that is, the error is [-] millimeters.

But this is chiseling, hammer after hammer, the force is inherently uneven, and it is very difficult to control the error. Such an error of one millimeter is normal.

Unless they do fine filing and grinding in the later stage, they can't guarantee this kind of precision, let alone such a uniform error.

Of course, the masters around him also understood this truth. The fat master frowned even more, and looked at Yi Chuanzong and Master Chen suspiciously. This is an assessment now, have you already boasted?What's going on inside?

Bowing his head silently, he still decided to measure first before speaking. The workpieces are all in front of his eyes, and he will speak with facts.

Facing the strange eyes of many masters, Yi Chuanzong accepted it calmly, this is chiseling, playing with a hammer, this is what he is best at!
"It's really fifty silks!"

After the measurement, the fat master let out a low cry, and then handed the measuring tool to the other masters.

After a test, there was naturally no problem. Master Chen turned around and asked, "This level can be at least an intermediate level, so I will rate it as a five-level, please rate it."

The other masters smiled awkwardly. This workpiece is better than them. Master Chen is a sixth-level fitter, so of course he can be rated as a five-level fitter.

"I also rate four."

Yi Chuanzong couldn't help showing a smile. The fourth level has reached his psychological expectations. As long as the rest is more serious, he can be successfully rated as a fourth-level fitter, with a monthly salary of 52 yuan, which is very close to supporting himself !
Afterwards, some people completed chiseling one after another, and most of them passed the assessment. After all, the requirements for a first-level fitter are not very high, and the error range of chiseling is larger. It is difficult to reach the first-level fitter in two years, and the machine tool is the difficulty.

A new round of sawing started. Everyone is sawing with a piece of iron clamped in a vise. Over there, Yi Chuanzong is still the same as a small electric motor. Like wood.

"Master Yi is still amazing, he taught his nephew so well in just one month!"

"Yi Chuanzong must have worked hard at ordinary times, just look at his skillful movements."

"His strength is for doing this. Look at his ease. If others saw off, he won't miss it."

"Now it depends on how the machine tool is doing. If the machine tool can also achieve this level, this kid will become a regular directly!"

"Master Yi is an eighth-level fitter, so it must have been handed over to him a long time ago. It's different if someone takes it with him."

The masters here were chatting first, and Yi Zhonghai came over with a smile, "Master Chen, Master Wang, what are you talking about here?"

"Yo! Master Yi is here, I was just talking here!"

"Speaking of your nephew, you teach really well!"

"He's just right for the job. Look at his ease."

Yi Zhonghai turned his head to look with a smile on his face, and couldn't help shaking his brows three times. He is an eighth-level fitter in the factory. There are not many people who can do the work he does, and the usual work is relatively heavy. In order to avoid suspicion, he went to find Yi Chuan. Zong's times are very few, and he has never seen such a wild posture now.

At this time, he couldn't help recalling Yi Chuanzong's sighing appearance: He raised his head and looked up at the sky, ah~ I have nowhere to rest my strength, today's work is really too easy.

"It's okay, looking at him like this, Jian Tian'er has so many steamed buns to eat."

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's heartbroken expression, Master Chen suddenly smiled. Having such a nephew is really worrying, "Haha, I've heard of his appetite."

"I saw you last time too."

Yi Zhonghai nodded with a smile, "What level did he rate?"

"Hey, Master Yi, you haven't counted what you taught? If you all perform so well, you should be able to pass the fourth grade, and those of us will be able to rely on the fourth grade. Do you think we are the same as you?" Master Chen complimented .

Yi Zhonghai's eyelids kept shaking, level four?I just came to the factory and worked in the factory for a month and can still be rated as a fourth grade?
In the past, Yi Chuanzong always shouted that the work was easy, and the work was easy. He just thought it was because he had less effort, and he always criticized Yi Chuanzong for being more serious.

Is it true that there is a fourth-level fitter level?It's really like a joke for a fourth-level fitter to do some apprentice work, and he can meet the standard by doing whatever he wants.

Yi Zhonghai turned his arms and moved his body to the back, he still didn't believe it, and now this movement was to avoid suspicion.It was for this reason that he left before, but the current situation made him a little suspicious.

"I don't care what level he can rate. It depends on his own level. Where is his artifact just now? I'll measure it again!"

Master Chen tilted his head slightly. Yi Zhonghai seemed to really not know his nephew's level. He pointed to a stack of workpieces in the distance.

"There, because he completed the best, he was placed on the ground alone, and someone will test after the assessment is over."

Yi Zhonghai nodded, and walked over with the measuring tool on the table.

At this time, whoever completed the workpiece had his name written on it with chalk, and the responsibility was specific to the individual. Yi Zhonghai easily found it, measured it again, and it was indeed qualified.

He turned his head and looked at Yi Chuanzong, this kid really has this level?He always thought that Yi Chuanzong was bragging!
(End of this chapter)