People rely on the aid money to live in the courtyard

Chapter 210 Master is too insidious
The leisurely days are a bit of a waste of will.

Two daughters-in-law and one young lover make people not want to go to work very much.

Yi Chuanzong stretched his waist, all the bones in his body creaked.

I can't lift my body, so I really need to move a little bit.

"Master Yi, happy Chinese New Year."

"Master Li, happy new year to you too."

"It's really early for you to come."

"Idle at home is also idle, I have long wanted to go to work."

"As expected of Master Yi, it's hard work. My relatives here haven't finished yet."

"If you are poor, don't visit your relatives. Our elders have already made money when they start working. It's enough for the wives and children to go for a walk."

"Haha, that's the reason."

After saying hello, Yi Chuanzong continued to lazily walk forward, and simply wished New Year to those he met along the way.

All the way to the workshop, the workers in the factory all looked like they didn't want to go to work after the holiday.

Not long after, Liu Yuan and the other three came to work one after another.

His apprentice hasn't changed much either, he looks almost the same as when he was on vacation.Just be more energetic when paying New Year's greetings to him.

"Master, you came very early."

Gong Zhoujie spoke out a little weakly, this man still had two dark circles above his eyes.

"Master, morning."

"Master, morning."

Liu Yuan and Shi Hang were also somewhat depressed.

Yi Chuanzong nodded with a smile. Seeing the appearance of the three of them, he was relieved. After all, he knew the matter about staying up late to do homework for winter vacation!
This time, they came so early because they were afraid that they would copy their homework. At present, it seems that the three of them are still very responsible to themselves, and there is no plagiarism.

"It's too early for you, before the workshop director comes, don't be idle, and take out the homework I assigned to you."

The corner of Gong Zhoujie's mouth twitched. They are all in their 20s, and they still have to do their homework. Thinking about it makes my scalp tingle, that is, my master can do this kind of thing.

The three of them shrugged off their collars, and then took out a stack of white papers from inside. The top of these white papers was threaded with wire, which was hung on the side of the cloth bag inside.

Presenting the three thick homework books, Shi Hang's eyes were a little dazed. What he took away was a piece of paper, but now he brought back thirty sheets, each of which was their painstaking effort.

At first, they thought that they could finish a day's homework in five or six hours, but when they really finished it, they realized that they were no longer as handy as when they used to do their homework.

Basically, it’s dawn, and I start to make it after breakfast, and I don’t finish it until three or four in the afternoon.

In particular, some operations have been forgotten, and I have been stuck for a long time and cannot move the pen.

January NO.14 starts the holiday, today is February [-]st, a total of [-] days of vacation, [-] days of which are homework, that is to say, only the two days of New Year's Eve and New Year's Day can breathe a sigh of relief .

They still can't get along with the matter of years ago, but they can appoint relatives after the year.

Even if I had prepared to complete some more questions before, in the last two days, I could only see that I would not be able to complete it, and I could only burn the lights at night.

Hurrying slowly, it was finally completed on this last night.

Looking at the three neat homework in front of him, Yi Chuanzong nodded in satisfaction. He didn't have enough talent, so he worked hard to make up.

Although it may not be a big deal in the end, it can make some progress anyway.

If the salary is higher, the life will be more relaxed, and the homework can guarantee a salary increase. The three of them just laughed secretly, how could they not finish it well.

"That's right. I can tell by looking at your appearance that you must have done it seriously. In this case, I will see Zhou Jie first."

Yi Chuanzong reached out and took a stack of white papers in his hand, and took out a hand on his chest. With a thought, he took a pen out of the portable space.

Seeing this, the three of Gong Zhoujie's eyes lit up slightly. This skillful movement, it seems that they often use a pen to calculate or record. It is not uncommon for a hardworking person like the master to have this kind of skill.

They have a lot of enthusiasm in their hearts, and they must be pious for technology!

Yi Chuanzong didn't think too much about it at all, he was slow to do homework, but he was quick to check homework.

His butt was leaning against the operating table, and the pencil in his hand was waving rapidly. Sometimes he suddenly stopped writing and drawing on the paper to make annotations, and sometimes he spun like a wind, and the whole pencil danced on the tip of his nose, like a flying elf.

Such movements made the eyelids of the three twitch for a while. A master is a master, and only such light and dexterous fingers can produce more precise workpieces.

If he hadn't seen him swung the hammer, who would have thought that this dexterous hand was so powerful?

Soon, Yi Chuanzong finished the homework. The homework assigned by himself, the steps, process, and problem-solving are naturally very familiar. Reviewing it is easier than helping an unfamiliar first-grade child with addition and subtraction. Forget it.

"Well, Zhou Jie did pretty well. There are five mistakes that are not considered mistakes. I marked them out for you. You can take a good look. In the end, your word is too ugly. Compared with me, who has never studied There are many people who are far behind, so keep your hands steady when writing, it’s not difficult for you.”

Gong Zhoujie grew his mouth, he was defeated by Yi Chuanzong's shamelessness.

The three of them were still muttering when they were about to go on vacation. The handwriting written by the master was so ugly that it would be difficult to recognize it if they were not careful.

Now how does this person have the face to say that his writing is beautiful?

Gong Zhoujie didn't say much, and silently took over the previous homework.

To be honest with the master, it is because I am too comfortable in my own life, and the three of them are still waiting for the technical test.

Looking at the annotation with resentment in his heart, Gong Zhoujie's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help shouting: "Is this... a joke?"

Shi Hang felt strange, turned his head to look over, and with just one glance, he saw the pencil writing which was different from the scribbled pen writing.

On the dark yellow paper, the traces of black charcoal are parallel and clear, giving people a neat and clean feeling. The changes between the thickness of the charcoal strips are very vivid with flesh and bone. Seeing every stroke, I feel supple and smooth, penetrating three points, which can be called a combination of rigidity and softness.

Is this written by the master?
Are you kidding me?
Shi Hang stared at the first sheet of his homework in a daze, maggots crawling and rats scurrying unrecognizable, and there was no aesthetic feeling in the fangs and claws.

These are the words written by his master!
How could those elegantly shaped, imitated and printed characters belong to the master?

Yi Chuanzong calmly helped the three finish their homework quickly, and seeing the silence of the three, he almost knew what was going on.

"What's wrong with you three? Why this expression?"

"Master, you actually wrote it like this on purpose before, right? You just want to test us to see if we are sincere enough?" Gong Zhoujie said with some doubts about his life, he was very sure about his guess.

He thought that Yi Chuanzong was deliberately testing them to see if they would respect the master, even if the homework was assigned with extremely ugly words, they would complete the homework well.

Yi Chuanzong glanced at Liu Yuan and Shi Hang lightly. Although they didn't speak, they thought so in their hearts. After all, he usually liked to deal with them in different ways.

But this time he really didn't.

Originally, it would be ugly to write ugly in front of his apprentices. Anyway, these guys who write ugly have to finish it well, and it will not affect his majesty in the slightest.

At the very least, he feels that he is not perfect, and his writing looks like this.

However, during a gathering with friends, his handwriting was ridiculed for a while, and he felt a little bit off-faced, but it didn't affect much, as he always wrote like this.

His culture is put here because of the textbook problem. He may not have even graduated from junior high school. He doesn't need to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with his friends, and he can't pretend to be in front of a group of college students.

However, considering that he would have to prescribe medicine in the future, he had no choice but to learn from Sister Hua reluctantly. There were many twists and turns in it due to some special reasons, which added a lot of difficulty.

Simply, Sister Hua thought of a way for him after failing to teach him on the first day. She practiced separately, only practicing strokes, and then pieced them together according to the size. This way of teaching, his learning speed was very fast.

The hand of the eighth-level fitter, with super high strength control, coupled with strict size restrictions, is really a character carved out of a mold. The more you write, the better it looks. Cool!
"You can see my good intentions, I am very relieved. Yes, I just wrote randomly on purpose, just to see your attitude towards completing homework. There will always be many difficulties in the improvement of skills, not all learning The environment is so good. You guys are doing well this time, and if you stay with me for a while, you will definitely be able to pass the technical test."

"Thank you master."

"Thank you master."

"Thank you master."

Thank you, thank you, and the three of them couldn't help but have such a thought in their hearts, 'Master is too insidious, almost got caught. '

Gong Zhoujie had a lot of thoughts and thoughts, he could somewhat understand Yi Chuanzong's intentions, and he gritted his teeth and finished it earnestly.

Shi Hang is honest, knowing that it is for his own good, so he naturally works hard.

Liu Yuan is different. He has an ordinary personality with no obvious preference. He almost thought of perfunctory at the beginning. After all, the treatment of the three of them is 'unfair'. Compared with others spending the new year comfortably, the three of them It's too hard, and it's not a good time.

Facing the three people's thanks, Yi Chuanzong nodded unceremoniously. He can point out the direction, so that the efforts of the three people will be useful and they will get what they deserve.

From the back to the fourth and fifth level fitters, the foundation is already in place, correcting movements, correcting operations, explaining principles, and analyzing skills.

Now almost everything that needs to be taught is taught. Later, design ability, processing experience, etc., it depends on personal understanding, and accuracy depends on personal talent. There is not much he can help with this matter.

"Okay, let's take a look at your wrong questions first. I didn't know what to do, and I made a mistake. You have to enter the preparation state for half a month. If you stick to this level, you will get 45 yuan a month. Think about how much money you can get." What are you doing, your body is already strong."

While talking, Yi Chuanzong reached out to his pocket again, and with a thought, a box of Zhonghua cigarettes appeared in his hand, he took one out of it, put it in his mouth, struck a match with a click, and inhaled beautifully. Take a sip.

How can you not have a cigarette when you teach your disciples?Smoking at this time is an excellent enjoyment.

The apprentices are educated in an ordinary way. They correct their mistakes seriously over there, and smoke a cigarette here lazily and comfortably. This little life is not flattering.

Hearing the sound of matches, Gong Zhoujie unconsciously wandered away, turned to this side in a blink of an eye, and then turned around again.

He knew that his master never smoked cheap cigarettes, but always smoked Daqianmen, and occasionally smoked one or two Hongmei cigarette holders, shouting nostalgia.

He thought it was the same this time, but after turning his head around, he felt something was wrong, the cigarettes in the big red box?

Hardman?bright?

It seems that they are a little different. The middle of these two kinds is white, or is it a white stripe, which seems to be golden just now?

He couldn't help looking this way again, and it happened that Yi Chuanzong put it in again, and he vaguely saw the gold-marked tower in the middle.

"Fuck, Zhonghua Tobacco!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yi Chuanzong kicked his ass, "What are you yelling about? Don't yell!"

He is now rationed. In a year, he leads 24 cigarettes, but he only has four cigarettes, and only two cigarettes a day.

Even if he doesn't have any addiction to cigarettes, two cigarettes a day is a little less, not enough to add to the fun.

If he can buy it for one yuan a box, he is not short of the money. The problem is that there is no place to buy it. If it is gone, it will be gone.

He likes to smoke this cigarette, so naturally he doesn't want to share it with others.At the very least, he decided that he would not be happy to give the points to some people who are not very friendly.

The distribution of cigarettes in this workshop has to be weighed carefully. If you divide it, most of the box will be gone. Why don't you feel unhappy if you tidy up those cigarettes?

Gong Zhoujie also thought of this question when he looked around. He silently lowered his head and looked at the homework, but at the moment his mind was not on the homework at all.

In fact, Zhonghua Tobacco is sold in some large supply and marketing cooperatives, and they have seen it when they went shopping.

The problem is that there is no ticket, even if you can afford it, you still haven't bought it.

After absently looking at the homework for a while, Gong Zhoujie raised his head and looked around, but no one looked this way at the moment.

He leaned forward and said in a low voice: "Master, can you give me one of your cigarettes to try?"

Yi Chuanzong sneered, "Good boy, you haven't bought cigarettes for the master yet, so let the master smoke for you, you boy can do it!"

Gong Zhoujie smiled embarrassingly, "Isn't this master, you have the ability, the tickets at my Daqianmen are not easy to buy, and you have all the Zhonghua cigarettes here. I just saw our factory manager smoking this cigarette, and I was curious What is it like?"

Yi Chuanzong glanced at the boy with his eyelids raised, and then said in a low voice: "Just this time, it's a congratulatory gift for you to pass the test. Do you plan to draw now, or after you pass the test?"

Gong Zhoujie stood up straight and said with a serious face: "Master, don't worry, I am determined to pass the examination." His body fell down, and his tone was much lower, "But I still want to smoke this cigarette now."

Yi Chuanzong laughed and cursed, "If you screw up during the assessment, I'll smoke you!" But he still took out two cigarettes and handed them over.

Both Liu Yuan and Gong Zhoujie smoked a little. Although they didn't smoke much, they couldn't favor one over the other.

But what happened next made Yi Chuanzong slightly stunned, Gong Zhoujie naturally reached out to grab it, Liu Yuan was a step slower, it was gone!

Taken away by Shi Hang!

This man doesn't smoke on a daily basis.

Liu Yuan's expression suddenly became very wronged, "I said Shitou, don't you don't smoke?"

Shi Hang's face was slightly embarrassed, but he still wrapped the cigarette in paper and did not intend to return it, then he explained in a low voice: "I really don't smoke, but my father can smoke some shredded tobacco, I want to give my father a taste taste."

Liu Yuan's expression suddenly became exciting. This reason was very strong and irrefutable, so he could only turn his head pitifully.

Yi Chuanzong was terrified by this look, and quickly took out another cigarette, "What about you, old man? It's just a cigarette, you show me this expression, and it won't be your part this time. "

Liu Yuan immediately tensed his face. Seeing that Yi Chuanzong didn't respond, he quickly reached out and took the cigarette, and couldn't wait to take out a match from his pocket and light it.

"This is promising!"

Yi Chuanzong reprimanded him, then took another puff of cigarette, this time it was more comfortable.

Sure enough, the taste of smoking is different in different occasions, and he just feels like smoking now.

(End of this chapter)