Next, Chen Jianye maintained a speed of producing three parts in nearly twenty minutes.
Hu Nanpeng checked several times in a row and said, "Jianye, I see that you work very steadily."
"How about this, you call me over to check every ten pieces."
"Checking three pieces at a time is too frequent and delays your work state."
"Okay, Master Hu, I'll do whatever you say."
Chen Jianye nodded.
He worked for another two hours.
Including the initial four parts, Chen Jianye completed a total of 31 parts.
The time arrived exactly at twelve o'clock, which was lunchtime for the workers.
Chen Jianye calculated that if he worked non-stop, he could produce ten per hour, and working eight hours a day, he would only produce eighty.
However, the production target for this position was two hundred.
Achieving the target goal was truly not a simple matter for him.
At noon, Chen Jianye still returned to the Siheyuan (Courtyard) to cook for himself.
After working all morning, even though his body was strong, he felt extremely hungry.
The cafeteria food had little oil and grease, and it wasn't filling.
Without eating meat, he wouldn't be able to maintain his physical and mental energy in the afternoon.
After 1:30 PM, Chen Jianye continued to work.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.
Chen Jianye became more and more proficient as he worked, and gradually found his rhythm.
He compressed the time for checking parts and grinding them into shape to within five and a half minutes.
This way, he could steadily produce 11 parts per hour.
Chen Jianye calculated in his mind that he could only produce 88 parts a day.
Still not enough to complete the task.
When it was almost time to get off work, Chen Jianye called Hu Nanpeng again to check the parts.
"Alright, you should rest, drink some water, or even go to the restroom."
Hu Nanpeng was a bit exasperated.
The young man in front of him was working like a donkey, incredibly fierce.
It made an old hand like him seem incredibly idle.
Moreover, Chen Jianye had indeed worked on many parts and was very diligent.
Hu Nanpeng saw it all.
Previously, due to Yi Zhonghai being slapped, he had some opinions about Chen Jianye.
Now, upon seeing him, Hu Nanpeng felt that Chen Jianye was truly a hardworking and down-to-earth person.
"Master Hu, thank you for inspecting the parts all day."
Chen Jianye raised his enamel cup, gulped down some water, then pulled out a cigarette and offered it to him.
This time, Hu Nanpeng eagerly accepted it: "This young man works very steadily. Today, he didn't make me rework a single part. Not bad."
"Master Hu, I have a question I don't understand and would like to ask you."
"My speed isn't slow, but even working at full capacity, I only produce 88 a day. The task for this position is two hundred parts. Who can produce that many?"
Chen Jianye raised his question.
"Hah, if everyone worked like you, producing two hundred a day, people would be exhausted."
Hu Nanpeng chuckled.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Jianye was a bit puzzled.
"As long as the parts meet the drawing dimensions and are within the tolerance range, they are qualified."
"You're too honest; you insist on making them exactly according to the drawing dimensions, and that's naturally tiring."
Hu Nanpeng spoke frankly.
Chen Jianye understood as soon as he heard it.
For example, if a part's dimension is 5±0.2mm.
Others would produce 5.1 or 5.2 and not care.
But he insisted on aiming for exactly 5.
If one doesn't care about tolerance, many parts are already qualified after mechanical die-casting.
There's no need for post-processing; they can be directly marked as qualified and passed on.
"Understood?"
Hu Nanpeng raised an eyebrow.
"Master Hu, I've learned."
Chen Jianye offered another cigarette.
"It's just a simple matter, keep the cigarette."
Hu Nanpeng waved his hand.
He was still holding a daqianmen cigarettes, and it would be embarrassing to accept another cigarette from Chen Jianye.
It felt a bit like bullying a child.
Moreover, Chen Jianye was just an Intern Fitter, while he was a Fourth-Grade Fitter.
Constantly taking cigarettes from a junior was improper.
"Thank you, Master Hu."
Chen Jianye packed up his tools and tidied his workbench.
At the same time, he opened his panel.
He had worked diligently all day today.
Experience points shouldn't be withheld, right?
Carpentry LV1 108/500
'Hmm, it increased by 53 points.'
'Indeed, the fastest way to grow in Carpentry is by working. This work isn't in vain.'
Chen Jianye immediately became happy.
He had worked hard all day, and the effect was twice the experience gained from training.
The more you work, the more you gain, which motivates people to work more.
Chen Jianye then thought, if he could gain 53 experience points every day.
Then he would only need seven days to upgrade his Fitter Skill to LV2.
He can do it!
Chen Jianye suddenly felt no longer tired, and walked out of the Workshop feeling refreshed.
There was nothing more satisfying than leveling up.
On the way, Chen Jianye thought of another thing.
'If I work at the factory during the day and study Carpentry professional books at night, will my experience increase even faster?'
His conjecture was not without reason.
On the first day of training with Wang Lif, Chen Jianye did not have any practical experience.
He still gained 27 experience points.
Facts proved that acquiring Carpentry knowledge could also increase Carpentry experience.
Immediately, Chen Jianye changed direction and headed straight for the Library.
He wanted to borrow professional books from the Library to make even greater progress.
Sitting on the bus, Chen Jianye felt a wave of dizziness.
Various body odors assailed his nose.
For the first time, Chen Jianye felt that having sensitive senses wasn't always a good thing.
After enduring for half an hour, Chen Jianye finally arrived at the Library entrance.
But he found that the Library was already closed.
'Well, the Library is also a public institution; it has to close when it's time to get off work.'
Chen Jianye walked home.
It took him nearly an hour to return to the Siheyuan (Courtyard).
He didn't go home but went to Yi Zhonghai's house.
"First Master, do you have any Carpentry books here? I'd like to borrow some."
Chen Jianye went straight to the point.
It took him an hour and a half to get home, and it was almost dark.
He hadn't eaten yet, so he had to hurry.
"You're looking to borrow books from me?"
Yi Zhonghai was a bit bewildered.
Our relationship isn't good, where do you get the nerve to ask me for books?
"That's right, I'm a junior in the Courtyard, and you're an elder in the Courtyard, and also an old senior at my workplace."
"I want to improve, so isn't it right for me to borrow books from you?"
Chen Jianye said with righteous indignation.
"It seems... that makes some sense."
Yi Zhonghai stroked his chin.
He still hadn't quite reacted.
"Then, First Master, do you have any Carpentry beginner books at home? Please lend me two or three first; I'd be very grateful."
Chen Jianye said quickly.
"Tsk, let me think."
Yi Zhonghai was reluctant to lend books.
"First Master, if you don't lend me books, tomorrow I'll go to the Neighborhood Office to find Director Nie and borrow books from him."
"I'll also tell him that someone in the Courtyard doesn't want to see me improve and is deliberately holding me back."
Chen Jianye said brazenly.
"Alright, alright, I'll get them for you."
Yi Zhonghai reluctantly agreed.
He walked back into the room, took out two books, and handed them to Chen Jianye: "Don't damage them."
"Thank you, First Master."
Chen Jianye took the books, shouted, and turned to leave.
"Jianye, how many days do you need to borrow the books? Give me a definite answer."
Yi Zhonghai pressed.
"Ten days, ten days at most, I'll definitely finish them and return them to you."
Chen Jianye said without looking back.
"What's gotten into this guy?"
Yi Zhonghai looked at Chen Jianye's retreating back, his face full of doubt.
He looked quite motivated.
"This child has grown up a lot since he lost his parents."
First Aunt said from the side.
"Hehe, we'll see."
Yi Zhonghai, however, didn't take it too seriously.
Who knew if Chen Jianye was just acting on a whim or something else.