"That's settled then. Boiled sliced pork is fine too, and I also love the spicy chicken you made last time." He really likes spicy food, especially when it comes with rice.
"Okay, as long as it works out, forget about these three things, how about I make you ten spicy dishes?"
"You said it, you can't go back on your word." Comrade Erdan is rather lazy, so getting her to cook something laborious is a matter of luck.
"I won't go back on my word. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't keep their promises, okay?"
Farming in the countryside isn't bad, at least it's still a good thing in this era, but it's tiring. It's not as easy and respectable as working in the city. Who wouldn't want a job in the city?
My second and third uncles should thank Sun Kaicheng for this opportunity; it's not a big deal to put in a little effort to express my gratitude.
Qian Xiao carried a small bag to the train station. After watching Qian Xiao board the train, Sun Kaicheng went to the bus station to take a bus back to the village. It seemed he needed to hurry up and get a bicycle ticket; it would be much more convenient to have his own bicycle.
It would be even better if we had a motorcycle; that way, we wouldn't get tired even if we went a long way. How about we modify one ourselves? We learned this skill in the apocalypse, so building a new one is definitely out of the question, but modifying one shouldn't be a problem. We'll discuss it with Erdan when he gets back.
He doesn't lack gasoline, but it's hard to say where he gets it.
It only takes them about two hours by train to get to the city. Taking a bus is also an option, but it's not as comfortable as the train; the roads are rough and the ride is very bumpy.
I was picked up right after getting off the train, and everyone who came to greet me was very polite. That's how amazing skilled workers are these days.
Along the way, the man who came to pick her up didn't even glance at Qian Xiao, assuming that she was a technician's family member who had come along for a visit. Qian Xiao didn't care, since ignoring her wouldn't make her get any extra pay.
Just make sure she doesn't get prevented from fixing the machine later, that would be awkward.
Sure enough, when she saw the middle-aged man blocking her way, Qian Xiao sighed. She really wanted to punch him twice to get him out of the way. He was such a hindrance; she wanted to go back this afternoon.
Master Zhang was also unhappy. "You came to us, and now that we've found the problem, you won't even let us take action?"
The middle-aged man who stopped him looked at Master Zhang and said, "Master Zhang, you're being too frivolous. How can you let a child practice on such an expensive machine? Who will be responsible if it breaks? Our factory can't afford such a big loss."
This middle-aged man is a technician at the factory. They went to the machine factory for help because they couldn't figure out the machine. They treat the machine like their own child, so they certainly wouldn't trust a young child to operate it. They've never seen such a young technician before. Isn't this a joke?
Master Zhang was also very troubled. If he knew where the problem was, he would have done it himself. Xiao Qian had told him, but he was not as familiar with the machine as Xiao Qian. He thought it would be much more reliable to let Xiao Qian do it directly than for him to learn on the spot.
"No, when I introduced you to the person at the beginning, you didn't listen at all. This is our factory's sixth-level worker, Qian Xiao, who is also an outstanding college graduate. His methods are more experienced than ours. If it didn't work, would I have let Xiao Qian do it?"
The middle-aged man stared at Qian Xiao with bloodshot eyes, his distrust almost palpable. Qian Xiao put down the tools in his hand: "Uncle Zhang, I'll explain, you do the work."
Such a person is extremely stubborn; by the time you've argued with him, the machine will have been repaired.
Seeing the middle-aged man's disbelief, Master Zhang had no choice but to say, "Fine, tell me what to do and I'll do it."
Seeing that it was Master Zhang who was doing it, the middle-aged man stopped stopping him. No matter how well he explained, he didn't want to take any risks. What if he damaged the machine? This was the livelihood of their entire factory, and they couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
Qian Xiao directed from behind, while Master Zhang worked efficiently. Master Zhang was only unfamiliar with this model of machine, so with a little guidance, he quickly figured out the problem.
After the last screw was tightened, both Mr. Zhang and Qian Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Zhang was worried that he might have made a mistake because it was the first time he had repaired this model of machine.
Qian Xiao felt that directing others was not as easy as doing it herself. If she did it herself, the time would be reduced by at least half. It seemed that she could not go back today. Maybe she should dress more maturely next time she went out?
Qian Xiao looked down at the water in the basin, where a face that looked too young was reflected. No matter how much makeup was done, this face wouldn't make her look old. She should just give up on this unreliable idea.
"Xiao Qian, are you going to dinner at the textile factory?"
Hearing Master Zhang's voice from outside the door, Qian Xiao quickly shook the water off her hands and opened the door: "Master Zhang, I won't go. I brought some snacks and ate some when I came back. You go ahead."
"That's fine too. Just lock the door and don't wander off. We'll go back first thing tomorrow morning. Do you want me to bring you some food?" Considering how the textile factory treated Xiao Qian, it was better not to go to avoid being mistreated.
Qian Xiao quickly waved her hand, she wasn't that shameless: "No need, no need, I'm really not hungry."
"Alright then, I'll be going now. Make sure you lock the door and don't open it for anyone who knocks."
"Okay, I understand. Take care, Mr. Zhang."
She likes technical jobs because she doesn't have to deal with too many people; as long as her skills are good enough, that's all that matters. Having lived two lives, she hasn't really learned much about the so-called drinking culture; she still prefers a simpler living environment.
As soon as the door closed, Shuangdan's voice rang out impatiently: "I told you to study hard, because when you become a researcher, you'll have even less contact with people, right?"
"When I say not to have too much contact with people, I mean the kind of insincere socializing, not a closed environment where there is no normal social interaction."
"To put it bluntly, you just like to gossip and don't like to talk about serious matters."
"If that's how you see it, then you're watching the robots farm, so how come you have time to talk to me?"
After graduating last year, Sun Kaicheng used the materials in his space to tinker with two farming robots. They looked incredibly rudimentary, but at least they freed up both of their hands.
After the two robots were made, Shuangdan felt like he had new toys and wouldn't talk to them unless necessary.
"This robot is so low-end. I told you we should fix it properly. Look at it, it's called a robot, but to put it bluntly, it's just two moving lumps of scrap metal."
And yet you cherished this for a long time, saying you found the feeling of being a starfarer?
"You make it sound so easy. Where did you get the materials? Sun Kaicheng has already done his best to produce these two."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com