Siheyuan: Lou Xiaoe's rear-end at the beginning

Chapter 86 [The eighth-level blacksmith exam question makes Liu Haizhong dumbfounded]

Not only the three seventh-level fitters like Liu Haizhong, but also more than 20 other workers were present preparing to participate in the assessment.

The name Liu Jiacheng is very famous in the Red Star Rolling Mill.

Of course these blacksmiths have heard of it!
But Liu Jiacheng is a fitter, the invigilator of the blacksmith?

This is not a joke!

Moreover, the invigilators are all technicians, so what kind of trouble is he, an eighth-level fitter, making trouble.

Liu Haizhong took two steps forward: "Director, Liu Jiacheng is just a fitter, so the invigilator for this assessment is not suitable."

If someone else came to invigilate the exam, Liu Haizhong would definitely not be worried.

But this is Liu Jiacheng!

Have a grudge against him!

If Liu Jiacheng tripped him up in this assessment, then his job as a level eight blacksmith would definitely be over.

At that time, he will have to wait a long time before the next assessment!

The director said: "Master Liu's professional knowledge is very profound, and there is no problem in being the invigilator this time."

If the workshop director hadn't been talking with Liu Jiacheng today, he certainly wouldn't have said that.

But now... even he, the director of the forging workshop, gave Liu Jiacheng a thumbs up in his heart!
"But……"

"But what, this is arranged by the leader, what questions do you have?"

Liu Haizhong stood back to his original position disheartened.

What an amazing!

When he becomes a leader, he will be able to give orders like this.

Next...

The workshop director gave a speech to cheer up the more than 20 forging workers who participated in the assessment, while Liu Haizhong read the workshop director's speech silently in his heart.

Liu Haizhong fantasizes that one day he will be able to speak like this when he becomes a leader.

And Liu Haizhong doesn't know how to speak this kind of level scene words, so he can only learn a few sentences when he has the opportunity to parrot.

The workshop director said to Liu Jiacheng: "Master Liu, it's time to ask a question."

Liu Jiacheng nodded, picked up a piece of chalk and wrote down the examination questions for blacksmiths of all levels on the small blackboard in the room.

Level [-] topic:  …

Second level topic: ...

……

When the test questions appeared on the blackboard one after another, the blacksmith workers who watched the test nodded repeatedly.

"Liu Jiacheng really understands blacksmith's skills!"

"It seems to be true. He doesn't have any prepared topics in his hand at all, and he writes them all on the spot."

"I didn't expect Liu Jiacheng, a fitter, to understand the professional knowledge of our blacksmiths."

"It's no wonder the director invited Liu Jiacheng over. There is really something in my lover's belly."

"..."

Just relying on these few questions, these workers' doubts about Liu Jiacheng have gradually disappeared.

Every topic is just right!

Even the workshop director nodded his head repeatedly when he looked at it. These few questions were just in line with the assessment standards for each level of work.

It is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary workers!
No wonder the factory director recommended Liu Jiacheng to be the examiner this time.

A series of seven questions appeared on the small blackboard. Seeing Liu Jiacheng standing in front of the blackboard, the workshop director couldn't help but said, "Master Liu, haven't you decided on the test questions for the eighth-level blacksmith yet?"

"I've already thought about it!"

The corners of Liu Jiacheng's lips turned upward, today he is going to prepare a 'big gift' for Liu Haizhong!
Under everyone's attention, Liu Jiacheng took out a pen and paper and began to draw figures on the table.

"Liu Jiacheng can still draw blueprints!"

"That's the job of a technician, an engineer."

"His master, Zhao Tiezhu, was an engineer who turned from a fitter before, so it must be taught by his master."

"This drawing is so beautiful!"

"..."

The workshop director was stunned when he saw the lines falling on the paper.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jiacheng can not only theory, but also practice.

Be nice!

This is already entirely the job of the technician!

After a while, a blueprint was drawn by Liu Jiacheng.

This is a drawing of a geological probe rod, with specific length, diameter, and other data marked on it.

Seeing this drawing, Liu Haizhong suddenly became confident.

It can be said that the drawing on this blueprint is very familiar to a seventh-level blacksmith like him.

Geological probe!

Geological drilling consumes a lot of materials per drilling rig, especially drill pipes, receivers, mushroom heads, etc.

These drilling tools are things that blacksmiths like him often forge.

It can be said to be in hand!
But when Liu Haizhong saw a line of words under the drawing, he was stunned on the spot.

"The error cannot exceed ten wires!"

"how can that be!"

Liu Haizhong felt uneasy just now.

This abominable Liu family was really going to trip him up, and he didn't want him to pass the eighth-level blacksmith's examination.

"Why is it impossible?"

"As a senior blacksmith, reducing the error is the most basic operation, you must know this."

"If you feel that you can't build it, you can just give up!"

Liu Jiacheng knew that Liu Haizhong was a rough man, so it was no problem to make some rough parts.

But if he was allowed to reduce the error to within ten silks, it would be the same as growing hair on a toad.

Basically impossible!
Liu Haizhong was very unconvinced, and went to the workshop director, and expressed his dissatisfaction: "Director, the question Liu Jiacheng gave me is obviously aimed at me."

"It's no problem for me to forge a geological probe rod, but the error is within ten wires, which is obviously difficult."

Liu Haizhong is aware of his strength.

It is almost impossible for a geological probe to reduce the error to ten wires.

The geological probes he made before did not have such requirements at all!

The workshop director said: "The eighth-level blacksmith is not just as simple as blacksmithing. The grasp of forging precision is also an assessment for the eighth-level blacksmith."

The workshop director has also seen the assessment of the eighth-level blacksmith many times.

Although Liu Jiacheng's question was a bit tricky, it was not beyond the outline.

In the previous eight-level blacksmith assessment, some technicians had similar questions, but the forged thing was simpler than the geological probe.

In the center of the bangs is called a depression!
But the workshop director said that there was no problem with this test question, so what else could he say?
Who told him not to be the director?

If he becomes the director, he can be so majestic.

Say the same thing!

Although Liu Haizhong was dissatisfied, he still put on gloves and a work cap, walked to the cart containing the rough cast iron, picked up a piece of cast iron with both hands and threw it into the scorching furnace.

The temperature in the furnace reached thousands of degrees, and within a short period of time, a large piece of cast iron was burnt red.

Liu Haizhong used iron hooks and iron tongs to take this piece of cast iron out of the furnace.

Put it on the punch and start forging...

Along with the stamping, the red-hot cast iron also began to deform.

Although Liu Haizhong was very nervous, but the level of a seventh-level blacksmith was still online, and he performed very calmly in every movement.

Accompanied by the sound of clanging and powerful impact, Liu Haizhong dexterously used the pliers to continuously reverse the stamped cast iron.

When the blush on the cast iron gradually faded, the whole piece of cast iron had begun to take shape.

Liu Haizhong clamped the cast iron with iron tongs and threw it into the furnace again. When the cast iron was completely burnt red, he took it out again and put it on a punching machine for stamping.

so back and forth...

(End of this chapter)