The green car in 1987 was crowded like canned yellow peaches, and the luggage was like juice, swaying between people. The toilets are usually occupied, so much so that people are choking yellow.

Su Cheng sat in a three-seater, and from time to time he would give up half of his hips and let the people next to him rest with their legs.

At night, some people couldn't support it anymore and simply slipped under their seats and lay down, such a difficult experience that Sioux City had never imagined.

However, the people in the same car did not feel hard, but kept talking, and there was another cordiality.

It took two days and one night to arrive at the East Camp.

At this time, it was late at night, looking out of the window, you could see the dense derricks and dragon-like traffic on the wasteland, and Lao Zhang, who was rubbing half of his buttocks on the side, suddenly stood up and said in an excited tone of Chapter 7: Oil Production Team: "Look! This is the victorious oil battle!"

"It's magnificent!"

"A lot of kowtowers. ”

"I'm finally home. ”

Su Cheng listened quietly. As a student at the University of Petroleum, he also had dreams of being an engineer. However, after entering the millennium, the oilfield's own children are waiting for recruitment, and a student like him, who has no way out, is gradually moving away from his dream.

Most of the passengers in the carriage were oilfield workers, full of pride, and Su Cheng also straightened up.

After a while, the green car came to a stop.

Sioux said hello, put on his bag, and got off the train.

Lao Zhang followed from behind, and said with a sincere smile: "Xiao Su, there are still a few hours until dawn, is there a place to go?"

Su Cheng shook his head stunned.

"Go to me. Lao Zhang couldn't help but grab Su Cheng, and said as he walked: "I have a fellow in the guest house, and I don't need money to stay for half a night." ”

At this time, it is true that no hotel is still open.

Sioux City half-pushed and half-followed, spending half the night among snoring and stinky feet.

Early the next morning, Lao Zhang asked in an acquaintance's tone: "Xiao Su, I'll go to Chapter 7: Oil Production Team Tubing Factory, what about you." ”

"Go to the command and report. ”

"Oh, what a place. Together, go to the station and take the train. "Lao Zhang is very good at making decisions for others, and he will run away when he picks up Su Cheng.

Along the way, Sioux City observes the oil-fueled city. When he was born, the era of oil wars had passed, but he heard the stories that seemed to be true and dreamy memories of his fathers.

As a state-owned super-large oil field second only to Daqing, Shengli Oilfield is extremely wealthy, which can be seen from the bus.

As early as the early 80s, when the foreign exchange of various departments was extremely tight, the oil field purchased a batch of buses from foreign countries, which were quite wide by two bright yellow carriages, and acted as an oilfield commuter car for a long time, until the establishment of Dong*ying City, and also assumed the responsibility of urban public transport. In order to distinguish between them, the numbers of oilfield buses are all within the hundreds, and the local buses use the numbers after the hundreds.

The so-called "kowtow machine first, then Dong*ying City" further illustrates the status of the oilfield here.

In Sioux City's view, the scale of Dong*ying Station is even better than that of some county-level cities 20 years later, at least the bus connected by folded rubber looks new.

After arriving at the headquarters and handing over the letter of introduction, Su Cheng's Peking University identity caused a sensation again, but everyone was more sorry.

Peking University students were assigned to the Ministry of Petroleum, and a month later they were sent to the Shengli Oilfield.

The director of the personnel office observed in the office for a while, and saw that Su Cheng was looking left and right, but he was neither close nor greeting, so he waved his pen and assigned it to the headquarters of the Gudong Oilfield.

This is the second-level unit of the Shengli Oilfield, which can be said to be the grassroots level under the battle headquarters.

Su Cheng got on the medium-sized bus in Guangzhou to Ken Li County in a daze, and when he arrived at the place, he took the commuter bus from Ken Li County to the Gudong Oilfield Headquarters.

When it was about to leave work at the headquarters of the Gudong Oilfield, the cadre in charge of receiving it roughly glanced at the letter of introduction, and decided that it was a mistake. ”

"Oil production team?" this time it was Sioux City's turn to be stunned. He grew up in the oil field, and of course he knows the hard work of the oil production team.

When he came to Shengli Oilfield, he wanted to give full play to his profession, but he didn't want to be a basic worker.

"Oil Production Plant 3 and Team 2, when you get to the place, people will tell you how to do it, you first take the letter of introduction and live in the guest house. The responsible cadre stamped it with a big red seal, and he was not given a chance to speak at all.

Although there was some surprise, Sioux City was relieved to get into a truck-converted commuter car the next day and go to the third oil production plant.

Since it is from the grassroots level, let's start from the grassroots level.

Sioux City is not like a college student of this era, physically strong but mentally delicate, always comparing himself to the ancient Juren Jinshi.

He is a college student from the 21st century, accustomed to the status of a migrant worker and the treatment of livestock, and has a strong spirit. The body that crossed into this body was unusually strong, and it was not afraid to engage in physical work at first glance.

Dou Wanshan, the captain of the 2nd oil production team, was a middle-aged worker, covered in darkness, only the white in his eyes and palms could be exposed, and after reading Su Cheng's report letter, he sighed: "Doing sports again?"

Sioux City's white shirt had turned the color of dust, and he said in surprise, "No." ”

"Then why did you send you here?" the captain patted his ass and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Su Cheng was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "It's the same everywhere." ”

"How can it be the same. Dou Wanshan puffed out his eyes, his throat moved, and half a cup of hot tea went down.

Just as Su Cheng was giggling, someone outside came looking for him again. Dou Wanshan immediately put down the cup and said, "It's time to start work, Xiao Su is also here, you can follow me to learn." ”

The 2nd oil production team manages hundreds of oil wells and has five vehicles, which go back and forth between the mines. In addition to injecting water for oil production, there is also a special team responsible for maintaining the well equipment.

Compared with the former, the responsibility of the latter is obviously heavier, because oil production is a relatively fixed way of working, and once the oil well has a problem, it is necessary to use the word "rush repair", in the words of Dou Wanshan: "One less day, dozens of tons of oil will be less." ”

Therefore, as the captain, Dou Wanshan, in addition to supervising the daily oil production work, also has to run around on various lines.

The liberation car produced in the 70s shook and bummered, and it took an hour to get to the place.

Dou Wanshan led the workers to get out of the car, and without resting, he assigned tasks, dressed himself, and went down to the well for inspection.

Su Cheng shrugged helplessly, looking around the kowtow machine, it had a long pole several meters above the ground, under the action of electricity, the long pole was pulled up and down, just like kowtow, as soon as he kowtowed, as soon as he looked up, the oil one or two thousand meters deep underground was lifted to the ground, and then transported to the designated place through an underground pipeline.

This ancient beam pumping unit can be called the grandfather of mechanical oil extractors, but until the 21st century, there are still oil fields that use it, and even more in oil wells contracted by private owners. Although from an academic point of view, the old-fashioned kowtow machine has all kinds of shortcomings, but in the harsh environment of the oil field, this kind of oil extractor with only four main components has the advantages of simple structure and easy maintenance, and the worker training can be used in three or five months, and the two years can be called skilled, the cost is very low, and the initial investment is also small.

While corresponding to the knowledge in the books, Su Cheng recalls the scene of the internship. Because he wanted to stay in the oil company, he spent half a year in the oil field, and he also learned a lot from the master chef, who was good at smoking and drinking.

The workers on the same team were busy, and Su Cheng shook his head and picked out a wrench and tightened the screws on the slightly loose pumping unit base.

"What are you doing!" Lao Wu, a maintenance worker on the side, suddenly roared.

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