Chapter 142 Getting Cabbage (First Update)
"Third uncle, I'm sorry, this is public property." Xu Damao knew the third uncle's character and shook his head in rejection.
When the third uncle heard this, he smiled and went to touch Xu Damao's bicycle: "Da Mao, it's so easy to break, but this is a bicycle."
"Third uncle, since you said it won't break, as long as you promise to fix it in front of so many old and young men, if it breaks, then all the old and young men can use the bicycles in the yard tomorrow. How about that?" Xu Damao looked around. He glanced around and then said with a smile.
The third uncle just wants to take advantage, is he responsible? How could it be possible? Seeing other people in the yard looking at him, the third uncle said again: "Since it is a public car, we will not take advantage of it."
The third uncle doesn't dare to take advantage of Liu Hai now. After all, Liu Hai is a cadre and is picked up and dropped off by motorcycle.
When Xu Damao heard this, he tossed his scarf angrily, then pushed the cart into the inner courtyard and said, "Okay, anyway, you have something to say, Third Uncle."
Others also know the third uncle's virtue. There are a few special households in this courtyard.
Number one is Liu Hai, who is already a cadre at a young age.
The second is the third uncle. Others have almost no contact with the third uncle’s family.
The third one is Silly Zhu, who is born in the year of the dog. He was smiling one second, but then he immediately turned his back.
The fourth is the old lady in the backyard.
Liu Hai shook his head and started cooking by himself, ordering some noodles or something. Multigrain noodles are also good to eat.
The next day, Liu Hai arrived at the maintenance department, stopped the engine under test, and checked it carefully. He was quite satisfied. The new material test seemed to be successful.
Then continue experimenting.
Sun Aiguo didn't pay attention to Liu Hai's motorcycle engine at first. After all, it had just been manufactured, so there must be no problem.
But for so many days, the engine never stopped, and the occasional stop was very short.
What is the key? The key is that the sound has not changed at all. You must know that early industrial technology was backward, and many machines were manufactured by themselves but had many problems.
Looking at the 70 chicken buses produced by a certain factory in the southwest, some people said that at any time on the road, cyclists could be seen removing the carburetor and blowing it, or wiping the spark plugs, and they had to bring more spark plugs... .
Although Sun Aiguo didn't understand the specific technology, he could still hear the sound of the motorcycle engine. Although it was a bit unpleasant, it was, how should I put it, a crisp steel sound.
Sun Aiguo did not bother Liu Hai, but asked other people to inquire, and found out that Liu Hai was actually making motorcycle accessories, which meant that Liu Hai was going to build a brand new motorcycle.
The people in the technical department of the motorcycle factory didn't dare to complain. The guys who were in the limelight last time have all been transferred, and they are said to have gone to the suburbs.
Sun Aiguo's heart is now like a cat scratching his head. What will his lucky general do?
A few people on Liu Hai's side are quite busy. Li Dali and three people are manufacturing motorcycle engines. Liu Hai has strict requirements and the tolerances should be kept to a minimum, starting from the mold.
Li Dali and Liu Hai are going to train them. In the next few years for the construction of the third line, the factory will definitely need someone to go there. There happens to be a steel factory in the southwest, which is also convenient for producing motorcycles.
Liu Hai never thought about going to Southwest, Kyoto or Kyoto, development here is the core.
Liu Hai himself makes various motorcycle accessories, and then travels around the workshop, such as tires, handlebars, faucets, shock absorbers, etc.
On the one hand, bangs don't have to worry so much, and on the other hand, they don't make themselves too conspicuous. Regardless of any company, if one person takes most of the credit for a long time, the final result will not be very good.
Besides, I haven’t paid much attention to a motorcycle with bangs, but I was building airplanes in my previous life...
I had a meal at noon and asked for leave in the afternoon to pick up Chinese cabbage.
Liu Hai came back by bus. It was too cold to ride a motorcycle. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw carts and carts of cabbage. There were carts and cars. People from the street, people from the supply and marketing cooperative, and the police station were all dispatched. of.
Liu Hai brought his own ID, and the sack was brought back from the factory.
People were organized on this side of the street, calling people from one compound to another, that is, people calling you this yard, to come and collect the cabbage and weigh it on the spot.
"The cabbage is all scattered, why?"
"We know, if you want it, we'll be next."
This is how things are distributed. There are good and bad cabbages in a cart, because even in a field, there are good and bad ones.
"Look, you see these are all scattered and will not be stored for a long time."
"There's no point in looking for us. It's all assigned by the higher-ups. If you don't want it, just leave as soon as possible." The staff serving food was also extremely busy and kept working for half a month.
"You have to give me an explanation..."
"We didn't grow it ourselves. What do you want to say? If you go to buy meat, will they give you fat meat? Leave quickly or I will call the police."
Liu Hai was waiting here, and everyone in his yard came. Xu Damao pushed his bicycle and asked, "Brother, can I help you get it later?"
"No, I'll just carry it back myself." Liu Hai shook his head.
"It's two hundred pounds, can you carry it alone?"
"No problem, just keep an eye on your car."
"Why don't you ride a bike?"
"It's too cold, so I put it inside the factory."
When the others heard this, they didn't understand how cold it was. If I had a bicycle, I would have to ride it even in the snow.
"Chief Liu." The deputy director of the police station drove away the troublemaker. When he turned around and saw Liu Hai, he came over and gave Liu Hai a cigarette.
"Thank you, it's a lot of work for you, right?" Liu Hai waved his hand and refused.
The deputy director casually handed the cigarette to Xu Damao, and Xu Damao quickly took it. The deputy director said: "No, it's the busiest these days. Some people just make trouble sincerely. There are so many cabbages, and they have to be the best. This What's possible."
Liu Hai also shook his head: "Thank you for your hard work."
"What's the hard work? In this line of work, the last case was decided, and a few gangsters were sentenced for several years. This area has been a lot cleaner recently." The deputy director took out another cigarette himself, and Xu Damao quickly gave some. Go up, take a sip and say.
I don’t dare to underestimate Liu Hai. I didn’t look at how many people came to the motorcycle factory at that time. Of course, the recruitment of workers by the motorcycle factory is still very beneficial to Dongcheng District.
"Do you want help later?" the deputy director asked again.
Liu Hai shook his head and refused. After waiting for an hour, it was Liu Hai's turn to come to the yard. Liu Hai was the first one, arranged according to the location of his residence.
Liu Hai obviously felt that the staff who weighed the cabbage for him were all good, and they looked very tight at first glance. Some of the sacks that Liu Hai gave directly to people were on carts or something.
"This Section Chief Liu is awesome."
"I didn't expect that the two sacks of cabbage were carried away directly." Liu Hai asked the staff to put the cabbage on his shoulders, and then Liu Hai went back with the two sacks of cabbage. There will be radish and potatoes to collect in a few days, and we will notify you then. .
"What are you doing? You still need to take it after weighing it." A staff member snatched the cabbage that the third uncle had thrown into the box and said angrily.
"Just get something small like this." The third uncle said confidently.
"The small ones are not cabbage. There is a certain number of kilograms. How can we explain if there are less."
"Carry it away quickly."
"Don't worry, I'll pick up these leaves together."