He could no longer hold back his surging power!
Ah pui!
Out of habit, he would spit on his hands and rub his hands together. This was a standard working action in the countryside. He could not help but learn this little habit by shouting slogans and doing farm work with the villagers.
Yi Guoqu grabbed the hammer and casually carried it on his shoulder. Then, he planned the direction of the hammer. After roughly understanding it, he began to move.
The sound of horns rang out again in the workshop, and the clanging of steel clanged against each other.
"Eighty!"
Clang!
"Eighty!"
Clang!
……
Yi Guoqu's voice was very loud and clear, as if it had been squeezed out of his chest. It sounded very hard and matched perfectly with the sound of the hammer.
The workers nearby also started working at this pace.
“艹! It's worn out!"
Yuan Qiao, who was in the grinding workshop, cursed loudly. Although there was no need to deduct money for damaging a piece of work, it had to be within the standard. Otherwise, if it was a broken piece of work, it could only be an apprentice for the rest of its life. If the circumstances were serious, there was even the risk of being fired.
His body was already in poor condition after swinging the hammer all day yesterday. Both his arms were swollen, and he didn't have much strength in his hands. He held the file and ground it back and forth according to the rhythm. Unknowingly, he had finished grinding.
He stood up angrily, wanting to stop Yi Guoqu from shouting. Not everything could be done with a beat. Some of the more precise work required concentration, especially for an apprentice like him who was not very skilled.
However, when he turned around, he was instantly stunned.
Yi Guoqu smashed the work piece in with a hammer. Then, he turned it slightly and another work piece was hammered.
The work he did yesterday was not like this at all. Which work piece did not get into a good position and hit him twenty to thirty times in a row?
Why was Yi Guoqu so relaxed?
Could it be because of Master Yi that the batch of work that Director Wang arranged was easier to smash?
Jealousy filled his heart, and Yuan Qiao subconsciously ignored Yan Jiecheng and Yu Ziyi, who were hammering the work piece with great difficulty. The sound of their hammering was relatively soft.
Yuan Qiao tugged at his colleague beside him and said sourly,"Shi Hang, look over there!"
"What's wrong? Wasn't it just swinging a sledgehammer? It's not like I haven't swung it before." Shi Hang replied absent-mindedly. His mind was on the work piece that he was grinding in his hand.
Now, everyone's work pieces were recorded. The ones who took over his work pieces for the second grinding were the fitter masters with better skills. If he was more careful, he could improve his skills and might even be praised. If he worked hard and had a good reputation, the chances of becoming a full-time employee would be higher.
"You've been here for a year, so you should have swung the sledgehammer twice. Look at his batch of artifacts. Is there something wrong with them?" Yuan Qiao said jealously.”
"Something's wrong with the artifact?" Shi Hang's heart tightened. This was a problem related to the precision of production.
The large steel plates were all transported over from the workshop in front of them. If something went wrong, it would not be a simple problem with the steel plates. It was very likely that there was a problem with the machine. The precision of the batches of work pieces was not correct. This was a big problem!
The process was all in accordance with the process, so there had to be timely feedback. If there was really a problem with the machine, it had to be reported in time. Why was the person in the workshop in front so careless?
As he complained in his heart, he quickly turned his head. This time, his eyelids trembled again. Who knew who had smashed the big steel plate before? It was not so easy at all. However, when he looked at Yan Jiecheng and Yu Ziyi beside him, he felt that it was normal.
To be cautious, Shi Hang said in a deep voice,"Let's go and take a look!"
Of course, Yuan Qiao would not object. His arm was still sore, but after looking at it for a while, he realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly followed him.
"Shi Tou, where are you going? Didn't you just start work?" A worker opposite them looked at them and said.
Shi Hang did not say anything. He just pointed in that direction with a gloomy expression.
When the worker opposite him saw this, he panicked and followed him. He had done this before.
When there were more people, some of the workers who were working also noticed the abnormality. In the end, 20 to 30 workers walked towards the east gate in groups.
On the other side, Yi Guoqu was still smashing hard, shouting,"Eighty!"
"Eighty!"
Clang!
"Eighty!"
Clang!
"Eight…"
His voice stopped abruptly because Yi Guoqu saw his colleagues from the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, the hammer in the air froze, as if he was not holding a 15-pound hammer, but a small wooden stick.
This scene made the eyelids of the workmates twitch again. Good heavens, this strength is really great. No wonder he killed one with each hammer. However, isn't this hammer a little too accurate?
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