Until about five o'clock in the morning, the sound of machine tools in the workshop was much less, and by this time, many night shift workers had slowed down their work one after another, either finding a corner to smoke and chat, or doing their own private work, small hammers, dumbbells, and various gadgets.

And the leader of the night shift basically didn't go around the workshop at this time, as if he had formed a tacit understanding with the workers.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the factory to eat the factory.

The factory leaders are also well aware of the fact that the workshop workers do private work during working hours.

In fact, not only workers, but also many leaders often find some skilled workers to help them make some household things.

But there is a principle here, that is, these private jobs can only be processed with waste materials and scraps in the workshop, and large things can not be taken out of the factory door, so as long as it is not too much to affect the work, the factory leaders are turning a blind eye, and basically no one cares.

And this gave Duan Yun a chance to DIY parts.

Han Zhong stopped at about four o'clock and left the station, squatting in an unmanned corner of the workshop with his large glass canned teacup to drink tea and rest.

The old man was a very creative man, he processed more than 40 parts a day, and quit after feeling worthy of his salary, while some other apprentices in the workshop got less than the regular workers, and the regular workers were not afraid of being fired, so they only worked for a few hours, and then found a place where no one was to smoke and sleep secretly.

Besides, these young people in the factory have to spare some strength to go home from work to make furniture, the factory released the wind at the end of last year, and this year it will be divided, so the 'forty-eight legs' have to be prepared in advance.

Seeing that there was no one next to him, Duan Yun became bolder, took out the cone and other tools from the toolbox, and planned to disassemble the shell and study it.

Duan Yun is actually very familiar with the internal structure of the general car, but this kind of old lathe Duan Yun from the fifties is still the first time he has seen it, so he needs to open the shell to understand.

The enclosure under the operating table of this old lathe was painstakingly unscrewed with a taper, revealing a set of greasy and dark transmission gears.

Similar to Duan Yun's imagination, the structure of this old-fashioned SL lathe is simpler than that of domestic lathes in the seventies and eighties, but the wool is thick and heavy, and the materials are very thick, so it can still be used normally until now.

Taking out a notebook used to record the workpiece from the toolbox, Duan Yun roughly drew a simple diagram of the gearbox and circuit on the last page, measured some data with a vernier caliper, and then ripped off the drawing and folded it and put it in his pocket.

By this time, Duan Yun actually had a general improvement plan in his heart, but before that, he still needed to draw a complete set of drawings, and the size of the workpiece also had to be designed accurately.

Lathe modification is not an easy thing, even if it is a doctor of electronic mechanics like Duan Yun, this kind of technical improvement also needs to be repeatedly studied, after all, this lathe is a state-owned enterprise asset, once the machine is damaged and scrapped, the consequences are very serious.

After all this was done and the lathe was reassembled, it was already dawn and it was almost time to get off work.

The night shift workers have returned to the lathe, and when the leader arrives in the morning and the next worker arrives, they must still behave.

And Duan Yun's master Han Zhong also walked back with his teacup at this time, and after glancing at Duan Yun, he started the lathe again.

At half past seven in the morning, Wang Qiang, the director of the workshop, arrived at the workshop half an hour early, and after meeting and chatting with the third squad leader, he went straight to Han Zhong's lathe.

"Master Han is early!" Wang Qiang greeted Han Zhong with a smile on his face, and it could be seen that he still respected Han Zhong.

"Xiao Wang, come to my house this Sunday to drink two cups, the day before yesterday, your sister's hometown sent bacon, this thing and chili peppers are fried, and the taste thief pulls down the rice. Han Zhong said with a smile.

"It must be!" Wang Qiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he replied repeatedly.

Duan Yun on the side couldn't help but pout when he saw this scene, and he could see that his master Han Zhong was an old fritter, and he was good at getting close to the relationship with the leader.

In fact, this is normal, the factory is so big, many worker leaders are related to each other, and everyone must have a time when they can use others.

This also reminded Duan Yun that if he wants to carry out a technical transformation in this workshop, he must also have his own friends and relationships if he needs others to help him process a part or something.

"This kid...... How did he behave last night?" Wang Qiang pointed at Duan Yun and asked Han Zhong.

"It's okay, I'm very diligent and capable, technically, take your time. Han Zhong said.

"Hmm. Wang Qiang nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, but he didn't pay attention to Duan Yun, and after waving his hand with Han Zhong, he turned around and left.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yun couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, although this Han Zhong looked like he was ignoring him, but he was not a villain who gossiped behind his back, and he was at least not aggrieved to be an apprentice under such a person......

......

After returning home from work, Duan Yun saw the breakfast left by his mother on the dinner table, opened the lid on the pot, and Duan Yun saw that there were two shelled boiled eggs inside, as well as porridge and steamed buns.

Although Duan Yun's family is in a difficult situation, it is still no problem to eat a full meal, but there is little oil and water in the food.

In addition, there is half a bowl of yellow sauce and a few radishes on the table.

Duan Yun's parents were not natives of Daxing, but moved from the Northeast in response to the country's 'First Five-Year Plan'.

Northeast people call this yellow sauce 'miso', which is made by boiling soybeans and drying them into large sauce cubes and then fermenting them in a vat.

Although there is not such a relaxed residential environment as in the rural areas of Northeast China, many people in the factory area, including Duan Yun's mother, still maintain some habits in Northeast China.

The smell of soy sauce fills the room, and the feeling of filling your mouth with a shivering amount of rice is filled with watery vegetables dipped in a shivering soybean sauce and wrapped in a ball of rice.

At that time, the sauce was delicious, the dishes were delicious, the rice was delicious, everything was delicious. Now in a restaurant, you will never taste that taste.

Duan Yun was a native of Liaoning in his previous life, and he often ate this kind of sauce when he was a child, but since he went to college away from his hometown, the cafeteria dominated his three meals a day, and later after graduating from college, Duan Yun, who worked and studied in a big city, basically never ate this taste of hometown again.

This made Duan Yun nostalgic and at the same time couldn't help but be a little excited, in his opinion, although the conditions in this era were difficult and the material was scarce, there were still many beautiful things that made him feel a sense of expectation.

The radish was dipped in the sauce, and Duan Yun, who was drinking the porridge, felt that the meal was extraordinarily sweet.

After eating, Duan Yun lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

......

At noon, the sound of unlocking sounded outside the door, the door was pushed open, and Duan Fang walked in with a bulging green canvas schoolbag.

Seeing that his brother was sleeping, Duan Fang slowed down, then took off the bulging schoolbag from his body and slowly put it on his bed.

At this time, Duan Yun had already opened his eyes slightly, his consciousness was very light, and he had already woken up when Duan Fang opened the door just now.

"What's in your bag?" Duan Yun asked after sitting up from the bed.

"Ahh

"If you don't have a ghost in your heart, do you need to be afraid?" Duan Yun smiled when he heard this, pointed to the schoolbag with his hand and asked, "What's in here?"

Unlike the schoolbags of primary school students in the previous life, which can crush the cow, the students in this year do not have so many extracurricular publications and tutoring materials, and they usually contain a few textbooks and homework books, and the weight is not as good as even half a brick, and my sister's schoolbag is so big now, there must be 'private goods' in it.

"What can I have, it's not a job for you. Duan Fang said, opened the schoolbag, and there were seven or eight pocket radios inside.

"So many ......" Duan Yun looked surprised when he saw this.

"This was only sent by my classmates this morning, and there are many others that will not be able to get back until the evening and tomorrow. Duan Fang took out a handkerchief wrapped bag from his pocket, handed it to Duan Yun and said, "This is the money I received, a total of one hundred and thirty-five yuan, you count." ”

"One hundred and thirty-five?" Duan Yun was stunned when he saw this, took the bag of money and glanced at it, and said to his sister: "You are really amazing, tell my brother, how did you fool so many classmates?"

Duan Yun originally thought that it would be good for his sister Duan Fang to help him get a few modified radios a day, but he didn't expect that after only one day, his sister would get so much business in one go.

"It's really ugly, what do you mean by fooling?" Duan Fang glanced at his brother and said: "The radio you modified has a good signal, much stronger than the kind of radio issued in the factory, and after our teacher knew that you would repair the tape recorder, he also helped publicize it, and most of the modification fees were given to me by our grade teachers......"

"That's not right for you, didn't I tell you not to take the teacher's money?" Duan Yun said with a frown.

"I don't want it either, but those teachers just stuffed me with ......," Duan Fang said with a pout.

"Your school teachers are all 10,000 yuan households, and the family has money to spend, do you want to repair it for free, do you have to give you money?" Duan Yun obviously didn't believe his sister's words.

"Many of the teachers in the school are former colleagues of our father, and they also know the situation of our family, so they don't take advantage of this. Duan Fang sighed, and then said: "And those teachers also told me that as long as you have good repair skills, you will be asked to repair electrical maintenance jobs in the future." ”

"Uh. When Duan Yun heard this, he suddenly realized.

Duan Yun's father used to be a mathematics teacher in the school-run middle school, and later in the turbulent years was criticized as a 'stinky old nine' on the street, and finally died of sudden illness.

Therefore, out of sympathy for Duan Yun's family, it is reasonable to push the boat down the river to help take care of Duan Yun's business.