Master is back
The 1971 International Labor Day was approaching. On the arched roof of the big iron gate of the Wuye Machine Repair Factory, a few red lanterns were hung. The golden characters celebrating the May Day were pasted on the red lanterns, which was particularly eye-catching, showing the joy of the festival. Tomorrow was May Day.
This morning, not long after I went to work, a travel-worn middle-aged man walked in from the door of the model room. He saw me at the door and nodded at me with a smile. Then he turned his head and greeted Master Yang with a strong Shanghai accent, Master Yang, I'm back."
Master Yang immediately replied loudly," It's good that you're back. It's almost May Day. Why didn't you come back after May Day?"”Then, he raised his voice and shouted,"Little Rock, where did you go?”
I hurriedly stood up from my work desk and replied,"I'm here." Master Yang then said loudly," Hurry up. You and Little Zhang, come over and meet your master. Your master is back."”
I immediately ran to the water trough where we often sharpened knives and found my junior apprentice brother Zhang. The two of us came to Master one after another. The section chief, Master Yang, introduced them to us."Meet your master, Shi Xin Valley, Master Shi.”The two of us immediately stood side by side in front of Master and bowed to Master in an orderly manner. It was probably because our actions were not consistent that Master laughed.
The next morning, as soon as I got to work, Master Shi called Xiao Zhang and me to the timber yard. He picked out a lot of long and short waste wood and moved them to the circular saw. The master asked me to pull a line from the ink fountain and pop a lot of lines on the pile of waste wood. Then, he pulled and sawed on the circular saw for a while. The pile of scrap wood that had been marked with ink lines had turned into a pile of wooden strips with barbed wood fibers. Then, he took the wooden strips with the burred wood fibers to the surface planer and the pressure planer, and cut them into wooden strips of different cross-sections. Finally, he found a few boards in the timber yard and planed them neatly. He also found some discarded packaging boards in the corner of the workshop. We were busy for the whole morning, and the three of us were so tired that we were drenched in sweat.
I wiped the sweat off my face with a towel and asked Master Shi in confusion,"What mission is this today? We haven't even seen the blueprint, and we're already cutting it?”
Master Shi smiled.
Master Shi explained to me," Originally, I thought that I would only be assigned to one apprentice, so he could use the same workbench as me. I didn't expect that I would be assigned to two apprentices at once. I could only give the two of you a larger workbench.”
In the whole afternoon, under the specific guidance of the master, Junior Brother Zhang and I finished nailing the workbench. A master was a master after all. Under his command, Zhang Youjun and I set up our work table. When the workers in the workshop saw it, they all said that the workbench was well set up. He didn't use many materials, but it was quite artistic. It was practical.
The next morning. It wasn't time for work yet, and the bugle call hadn't sounded yet. We arrived at the model room. The master arrived earlier than us. Seeing that our two disciples had just walked to the workbench, the master said,"Now, it's time to put your things on the workbench."”
As we agreed, we placed the tools that we had already made on the workbench one by one. Zhang Youjun and I were setting up the tools. Master Shi watched from the side. As he watched, his master frowned. He rushed over and pulled both of us to the side. He took out all the tools that didn't seem to suit him. He quickly removed all the wooden handles and left the tools behind. All the discarded wooden handles were thrown by him next to the coke furnace that we used to boil glue.
As he kept throwing them, he kept scolding our two disciples. He said rudely,"What's going on? It's too ugly. "These things don't have any appearance. If you take them out to work and let others see them, you might think it doesn't matter. As a master, I can't afford to lose face. Looks like I have to help you guys do it again.”
There was no other way. As long as Master said it, it would be what it was. As an apprentice, he had to listen to his master. This old saying was quite reasonable. As expected, Master always kept his word. Our two disciples, the main woodworking tools, were re-equipped by Master.
The master took the two of us to find a few spring steel plates that had been removed from the car's tire chassis. He hired a welding master to cut them into long strips of different width and cut these long strips into short sections. In a corner of the model room, he used a grinder to grind the short steel bars and steel plates into flat and circular blades of different width. Then, he used a woodworking machine to turn many wooden handles. He pressed on the tail of the flat and circular blades. The two disciples would each get half. Master gave me and Zhang Youjun two. Each of us made a wooden box to store knives.
"Master found some hard wood from somewhere and made two planes and two saws for Zhang Youjun and me. He also gave each of us an ink fountain. He even took the time to install an axe for each of our two disciples. Of course, the style had to be determined by the city government. We must accept it.
I remember that when I was installing the hammer, the top of the hammer was ground flat. Later, the master saw it. He took my hammer and looked at the hammer I installed, focusing on the top. She saw that it had been ground flat. He did not say anything. He then took Zhang Youjun's hammer and realized that the wooden handle of the hammer was stuck out by nearly two centimeters. She immediately told him to remove the section that had popped out.
Zhang Youjun didn't understand why they had to remove the protruding head, so she said,""It doesn't matter, it won't affect my usage." The master smiled and said,"The rules of the carpenter, to put it modestly, are that you can't go too far." If he wanted to stand out, he would have to invite all the carpenters around him to compete in craftsmanship. In that case, the wooden handles of your hammers, axes, and other tools can stand out. If you lose. If your skills were not as good as others, your tools would have to be chopped up on the spot and burned in public. You would never be a carpenter.”Zhang Youjun lowered her head and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. He quickly took action and hit the hammer that had popped out. A tool like an axe was ground into a flat head.
In the factory, I don't know how the apprentices of other professions make their tools. I don't dare to make wild claims here. "Anyway, I know one thing. When a carpenter comes out to work, no one can see whether his craftsmanship is good or how his products are done. However, as long as he takes out his tools and shows them, the insiders can tell who is his master and who is his disciple. He could tell how good his craftsmanship was and whether his carpentry was good or not just by looking at the tools.
Sure enough, the tools that Master Shi made for us were completely different from the tools of our fellow disciples when we put them on the workbench at work. First of all, they looked different from the outside.
Carpenters did have a special characteristic about their tools. Before they met the master, they could look at their apprentice's tools first. It was not difficult to know where the master was from when he saw his apprentice's tools. Moreover, when he saw his disciple's tools, he would know how good his master's craftsmanship was.
In the workshop, many masters from Shanghai were willing to come to me. As soon as they picked up my tools, they would immediately say with certainty,"You are an apprentice of a senior carpenter in Shanghai."”Master Shi gave me two planes and two saws. On the basis of an ink fountain, he could use these tools and gradually make some cutting tools according to the needs of the work.
In the future, it gradually formed its own unique tool set. He could now complete the production of wooden models independently.
Later, Master came to our house and saw my parents. My parents told Master Shi repeatedly,"I'll leave our son to you. You're his master. As long as he does something wrong, you can scold him or hit him if you want. In the past, it was only right for a master to hit his disciple. Being strict with his disciples would only benefit them.”The master also smiled and said,"My two disciples are still obedient." They're all good."
"At that time, we were apprentices in the factory. To be honest, there was no one who was not afraid of the master. No matter how tall this disciple was, no matter how capable he was in the outside world, there was no need to persuade him when he was out of line with others. As long as you stood beside him, leaned close to his ear, and said this sentence,"Don't be so excited. Your master is looking for you everywhere.”He had to leave immediately. He had to run quickly. He was also afraid of being scolded by his master. Just like Sun Wukong in Journey to the West, no matter how capable a person was, he was afraid of his master. It had been the same since ancient times.
When we become wood molders, we not only have to use ordinary woodworking tools, but we also have to learn how to use some woodworking machine tools. One night, after dinner, I wanted to work overtime. I wanted to work on the woodworking lathes at night to familiarize myself with the operating essentials of the woodworking lathes and practice my turning skills. Turning a cylindrical work piece.
Please look at the next section,"Why is the work piece produced by the car conical?"
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