Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 49
In the middle courtyard, a long table was placed in the middle, with three uncles sitting in front.

Down below, Sha Zhu was sitting on a long bench with his chest in his arms. People from the compound were on the left and right, pointing and talking nonsense.

The three members of Jia's family also recovered, Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu guarded Qin Huairu from left to right, precious ones.

Knowing that it was going to target Yang Xiaotao, they took a good position early and waited for the opening.

Xu Damao curled his lips, followed the crowd, chatted with a few good people, bragged about his experience in the countryside, how many local products he had collected, and so on, making the people around him constantly exclaim with envy.

Looking at the half-dead silly Zhu with his eyes, he sneered, "Come on, it's not a good thing."

"I just watch you dogs bite dogs, hum."

At the table, the second uncle was in high spirits.

Every time a meeting is held, it is his moment of performance. This feeling of being watched by everyone makes him unable to control himself.

Yi Zhonghai was still sitting there calmly, he had already gotten through with Yan Fugui in Liu Haizhong just now.

Yan Fugui is good at calculating, so naturally he will not be the first bird, not to mention that on weekdays, as the third master, he just writes, draws, and casts a vote.

It was the two above who really made up their minds.

As for Liu Haizhong, he really wanted to do Yang Xiaotao.

Because Yang Xiaotao was too rampant during this time, challenging the prestige of the uncle in the compound time and time again, this was an unforgivable mistake for him.

If no one listens to his uncle in the future, how can he lead everyone?

Looking around, it was going to be dark soon, Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai looked at each other and stood up immediately.

When the people around saw that the second uncle got up, they also stopped talking.

"The meeting is held today, mainly..."

Liu Haizhong had just said a few words when he suddenly realized that the protagonist Yang Xiaotao was not there. How could he continue?

"Yang Xiaotao, where's Yang Xiaotao? Are you here?"

Liu Haizhong shouted loudly, a little annoyed.

This guy hasn't come yet, how disrespectful to their uncle.

"Second uncle, this Yang Xiaotao is too disrespectful, it's just embarrassing you, you can't just let it go."

Xu Damao shouted under his breath, and the people around burst into laughter.

Liu Haizhong couldn't help but look at Yan Fugui who was on the side.

Yan Fugui was taken aback for a moment, he sent someone to notify him of this matter, why didn't anyone come?
"Third, did you call?"

Yan Jiefang was far away, as if he was about to reach the front yard, and there were a few half-grown men beside him, all competing with each other.

Hearing his father calling him, he pushed Wang Xiaohu aside, "Father, I told Brother Xiaotao."

"He said he couldn't come when he was tired."

Yan Jiefang shouted loudly, Yan Fugui frowned, "Why are you running there, come and talk."

Yan Jiefang didn't listen at all, for fear that the reward he got would be lost.

The guys around me didn't know where they got the news, so they occupied the door as soon as they came, so that they didn't have a place.

"Father, brother Xiaotao said, you don't have to call anymore."

"If you go again, just ask me to call the police."

Yan Jiefang looked at Yan Fugui's gloomy face, and quickly explained that he didn't want to go home and get spanked.

But after saying this, several people pushed and shoved even harder. Fortunately, he was also strong enough to firmly squeeze into a seat.

"Don't squeeze, Brother Xiaotao said you'll only give me one, get out of the way quickly."

The children next to him were still pushing and shoving, and Wang Xiaohu snorted coldly, "Whoever calls it will be it."

Yan Jiefang was speechless and could only increase his strength while waiting for the result.

The people around were speechless when they heard it.

Do you want to be so rascal?
Call the police at every turn?
How do you let them watch the show?

Liu Haizhong stood there, aggrieved as if he was punching the cotton with his fist, wishing he could beat Yang Xiaotao right away.

After hearing what his son said, Yan Fugui immediately understood that the world is big and the biggest earner is the biggest.

If he didn't earn the money, wouldn't it be a waste of his reputation?

The uncle Yi Zhonghai was also full of anger, Yang Xiaotao did this trick again, he really thought that their uncle in charge was made of mud.

"Stop arguing, I'll give you a dime each, so stop."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the children at the door, said helplessly, and then turned to ask Liu Guangfu to call Yang Xiaotao.

Unexpectedly, the other children at the door stopped, but Yan Jiefang squeezed out anyway, and took the opportunity to run out.

"Third, what are you doing!"

When Yan Fugui saw this, he immediately shouted.

This is not giving the old man face.

Yan Jiefang stopped, "Father, Brother Xiaotao said that no matter how much others pay, they will give an extra dollar."

"You go first, I'm going."

After hearing this, Yan Fugui felt that he was at a loss.

If I had known that I would call out one yuan, wouldn't my family have earned two yuan?
Yan Fugui was immersed in self-blame, while Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were stunned.

As for the people watching the theater around, there was no sound.

"Let's go too!"

When the child's voice sounded, Wang Xiaohu was seen running out with a group of half-children.

Yan Jiefang, who was at the front, ran away without thinking about talking.

"stop!"

Suddenly, there was a roar that shook the courtyard, and the children immediately stopped there.

Yan Jiefang, who was at the front, was about to run out of the courtyard, but was too frightened to move by the roar.

Yi Zhonghai's face was blue and white, panting heavily, his body stood there like a raging lion.

A strong sense of oppression can be felt in the bangs on the side.

The courtyard was very quiet, and many people put their heads back, not daring to look directly.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the people in the yard, and then at Yang Xiaotao's house, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Dismiss!"

Gritting his teeth and shouting two words, Yi Zhonghai turned and left.

After a while in the compound, some people finally came to their senses and began to leave one after another.

The corner of Liu Haizhong's mouth twitched as he stood there, but he didn't say anything after all.

Today's meeting made him very uncomfortable.

Nothing was said in the prepared speech, and the prestige was hit.

"That bloody bastard."

Silly Zhu also sighed, his injury was not as serious as it looked, but he was just pretending to win sympathy, and by the way, he could also blackmail Yang Xiaotao for medical expenses.

But they didn't come out at all. If there was a big trouble, he would be unable to eat and walk away when the police came.

Standing up slowly, he glanced at Yang Xiaotao's place, the anger welling up in his heart, but in the next moment, everything turned into helplessness.

Walk home step by step.

Xu Damao lacked interest, he didn't see the dog bite the dog, but seeing Sha Zhu's miserable appearance, he was also happy in his heart.

It's just that this kind of happiness is a bit sour, and I can have a kick at any time.

"Yang Xiaotao with grandma's legs!"

When the old man returned home, he still couldn't hold back, and sprayed blood on the wall, scaring the old mother to death.

However, after spitting out the blood, my body felt much better.

"It's okay, don't be afraid!"

After comforting the big mother who was going to the hospital, Yi Zhonghai half-lyed on the bed.

"Old Yi, let's not mess with that person in the future."

The first mother spoke in a begging tone, and Yi Zhonghai nodded slowly, but the light of struggle in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

After a while, there was no one in the middle courtyard, and even the table was moved back by the second uncle's house.

As for Yan Jiefang, Wang Xiaohu and others in the front yard, they all returned home dejectedly.

For them, the duck in hand flies.

In the middle courtyard, although Yang Xiaotao didn't go out, Xiaowei was there, so he knew what happened in the courtyard.

"Sure enough, all conspiracies and tricks can't be seen."

Yang Xiaotao sighed with emotion, then left it alone and continued reading.

This book has already provided Yang Xiaotao with more than 1000 credits, and this has not yet reached the limit.

Now Yang Xiaotao already knows that there are two realms beyond familiar reading, one is intensive reading, which can provide 50-100 credits for one book, and the other is memorizing by heart, which can provide 100-200 credits.

Of course, books are different from books.

It was by memorizing it by heart that he got the credits for being promoted to the second-level fitter in such a short period of time.

And Yang Xiaotao is sure that there must be a realm behind memorizing it by heart, and this is what he has been pursuing. Only in this way can the value of a book be fully squeezed out.

In the future, as the credits become more and more useful, if you want more credits, you can only start with the quality of the books.

Instead of relying on quantity to fill the number.

At night, the courtyard was quiet. After each family closed the door and teased about today's events, they fell silent, waiting for a new day's work.

Yang Xiaotao got up very early, the weather was fine these few days, Xiaowei absorbed more and more energy, and she woke up refreshed every day.

This relieved Yang Xiaotao of his fatigue from reading, and greatly improved his reading efficiency.

Coming to the workshop, Yang Xiaotao has now become a second-level fitter.

But with his solid foundation, Wang Fa would always have more third-level artifacts when he took on the task.

And this, Yang Xiaotao didn't care, anyway, the third-level workpiece was not difficult for him.

At noon, Sha Zhu asked for leave to stay at home this time. The cook was an apprentice Ma Hua. He has not yet recognized Sha Zhu as a master, so he has not learned how to shake the spoon.

For Ma Hua, Yang Xiaotao doesn't have much dislike.

Thinking of Ma Hua in the film and television drama, this person's character is not bad.

Especially when Shazhu was down and down, he was able to help out, which was rare in the courtyard.

Take the lunch box and come to a place to eat.

Just after dinner, when Yang Xiaotao was looking for a place to read, Zhou Peng ran over enthusiastically. He passed the assessment this time, most of which was due to Yang Xiaotao.

If it weren't for Yang Xiaotao's usual guidance, some data, techniques and experience explanations, it would have been really difficult to pass this assessment.

"Brother Tao!"

Running to the front, he yelled at Yang Xiaotao, who was also taken aback, "Xiaopeng, why are you blustering like that?"

Zhou Peng chuckled, "Brother Tao, I have passed the examination, my mother asked me to invite you to my house for dinner."

"Don't refuse, I guarantee it."

Zhou Peng didn't give Yang Xiaotao a reason for his refusal, so Yang Xiaotao could only nod his head.

He is also aware of the Zhou family's situation, at worst, just go shopping.

Anyway, he got 100 yuan for this upgrade, and there is no shortage of tickets.

In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was still working hard at his work station, rapidly prototyping workpieces one by one, leaving Li Wei, who was also a second-level fitter beside him, shaking his head and being speechless.

This ability is no worse than that of a third-level fitter.

Wang Fa on one side also noticed the situation, and looking at the third-level fitter Che Wenwei, his face was also pleasantly surprised.

"Xiao Tao, this talent is really good."

"I am now looking forward to the next assessment, when our group will be an elite group."

The so-called elite group means that there are two fitters above level [-] in the entire group.

There are not many such elite groups in the whole factory, even in the third workshop, there are only a dozen or so.

At present, the products of rolling mills are still mainly processed in original form, and there are not many processing orders for high-precision products, so the demand for junior and intermediate workers is greater.

(End of this chapter)