Scholars in the courtyard

In the middle courtyard, a long table was placed in the middle, with three uncles sitting in front.

Below, Silly Zhu was sitting on a long bench holding his chest, surrounded by people from the courtyard on both sides, pointing and talking nonsense.

The three members of the Jia family have also recovered. Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu are protecting Qin Huairu on the left and right, which is precious.

Knowing that he was going to target Yang Xiaotao, he took a good position early and waited for the start.

Xu Damao curled his lips and followed the crowd, chatting with a few good people, bragging about his experience in going to the countryside, how many local specialties he had collected, and so on, making people around him constantly exclaim with envy.

Looking at the half-dead Silly Zhu, he sneered, "Let's make trouble, it's not a good thing."

"I just want to see you dog bite dog, huh."

At the table, the second uncle was in high spirits.

Every time a conference is held, it is his moment to perform. This feeling of being in the spotlight makes him unable to control himself.

Yi Zhonghai was still sitting there calmly. He had already lost his breath with Liu Haizhong Yan Fugui just now.

Yan Fugui is good at calculations, so naturally he will not stand out, not to mention that on weekdays, he, the third uncle, only writes, draws, and votes.

It was the two people above who really made the decision.

As for Liu Haizhong, he really wants to deal with Yang Xiaotao.

Because Yang Xiaotao was too arrogant during this period, challenging the authority of the uncle in the compound time and time again. This was an unforgivable mistake for him.

If no one listens to him as an uncle in the future, how can he lead others?

Looking around, it was getting dark soon. Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai looked at each other and stood up immediately.

When the people around saw the second uncle getting up, they all stopped talking.

"Today's meeting is mainly about..."

Liu Haizhong had just said a few words when he suddenly discovered that the protagonist Yang Xiaotao was not present. How could he continue?

"Yang Xiaotao, where is Yang Xiaotao? Are you here?"

Liu Haizhong shouted loudly, a little angry and annoyed.

This guy hasn't come yet, how disrespectful he is to their uncle.

"Second uncle, this Yang Xiaotao is so disrespectful. It's just embarrassing you. You can't just let it go."

Xu Damao shouted while suppressing his anger, and the people around him burst into laughter.

Liu Haizhong couldn't help but look at Yan Fugui aside.

Yan Fugui was stunned. He sent someone to notify him of this matter. Why didn't they come?

"Lao San, have you called?"

Yan Jiefang was far away, as if he was almost reaching the front yard. There were several half-grown men beside him, all competing with each other.

When he heard his father calling him, he pushed Wang Xiaohu aside, "Dad, I told Brother Xiaotao."

"He said he was too tired to come."

Yan Jiefang shouted loudly, and Yan Fugui frowned, "Why are you running there? Come and talk."

Yan Jiefang didn't listen at all, for fear that the reward would be lost.

The few guys around me didn't know where they got the news, and they occupied the door as soon as they arrived, leaving them without a seat.

"Dad, Brother Xiaotao said, you don't need to call me anymore."

"If you go again, just ask me to call the police."

Yan Jiefang looked at Yan Fugui's gloomy face and quickly explained that he didn't want to go home and get spanked.

But as soon as he said these words, several people pushed him harder. Fortunately, he was strong enough and squeezed into a seat firmly.

"Don't squeeze. Brother Xiaotao said you would only give me one, so get out of the way."

Several children nearby were still pushing and pushing, and Wang Xiaohu even snorted coldly, "Whoever calls for it belongs to him."

Yan Jiefang was speechless and could only increase his efforts while waiting for the results.

People around were speechless when they heard it.

Do you want to be such a rogue?

Call the police at every turn?

How can we let them watch the show?

Liu Haizhong stood there, feeling aggrieved as if he had punched the cotton with his fist, and wanted to beat Yang Xiaotao immediately.

After hearing his son's words, Yan Fugui immediately understood that the world is big and the money is the biggest.

If he didn't make any money, wouldn't his reputation as a scheming person be in vain?

The first uncle, Yi Zhonghai, was also very angry. Now that Yang Xiaotao was doing this again, he really thought that their boss was a fool.

"Don't argue. I'll give you a dime each. Just calm down."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the children at the door, said helplessly, and then turned to Liu Guangfu to call Yang Xiaotao.

Unexpectedly, the other children stopped at the door, but Yan Jiefang still squeezed out and took the opportunity to run out.

"Third brother, what are you doing!"

When Yan Fugui saw this, he immediately shouted.

This is not giving the big man face.

Yan Jiefang stopped and said, "Dad, Brother Xiaotao said that no matter how much money others pay, they will give you an extra dollar."

"You drive first, I'm going."

After hearing this, Yan Fugui felt that he was at a loss.

If I had known that I would shout one dollar, wouldn’t my family have gained two dollars by then?

Yan Fugui was immersed in self-blame, while Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were stunned.

As for the people watching the theater around, there was even no sound.

"Let's go too!"

The child's voice sounded, and Wang Xiaohu was seen running out with a group of half-grown boys.

Yan Jiefang, who was at the front, ran away without even thinking about talking.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a roar shook the courtyard, and several children immediately stopped there.

Yan Jiefang, who was at the front, was about to run out of the courtyard, but was so frightened by the roar that he dared not move.

Yi Zhonghai's face was blue and white, breathing heavily, and his body stood there like a furious lion.

A strong sense of oppression was felt in the bangs on one side.

The courtyard was quiet, and many people put their heads back, not daring to look directly.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the people in the yard, then looked at Yang Xiaotao's house, and almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"The meeting is dismissed!"

After gritting his teeth and shouting two words, Yi Zhonghai turned and left.

After a while in the compound, some people finally came to their senses and began to leave one after another.

Liu Haizhong, who was standing there, curled up the corner of his mouth, but after all, he didn't say anything.

Today's meeting made him feel very uncomfortable.

Nothing was said in the prepared words, and his prestige was hit.

"What a fucking bastard."

Silly Zhu also sighed. His injury was not as serious as it seemed, but he was just pretending to win sympathy. By the way, he could also blackmail Yang Xiaotao for some medical expenses.

But he didn't come out at all. If there was a big fuss and the police came, he wouldn't be able to eat and walk away.

He stood up slowly and glanced at Yang Xiaotao's place. The anger in his heart welled up, but in the next moment, it all turned into helplessness.

Walk home step by step.

Xu Damao was not interested and did not see the dog biting the dog, but he felt happy when he saw Silly Zhu looking miserable.

It's just that this kind of happiness is a bit sad, and I can have a kick at some point.

"Grandma, Yang Xiaotao!"

When the old man returned home, he couldn't hold it back anymore. A mouthful of blood sprayed on the wall, scaring the old mother half to death.

However, after spitting out this mouthful of blood, my body felt much better.

"It's okay, don't be afraid!"

After comforting the aunt who was going to the hospital, Yi Zhonghai lay half on the bed.

"Lao Yi, let's not mess with that person in the future."

The aunt said with a pleading tone, Yi Zhonghai nodded slowly, but the light of struggle in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

After a while, there was no one in the middle courtyard, and even the table was moved back by the second uncle's family.

As for Yan Jiefang, Wang Xiaohu and others in the front yard, they all went home dejected.

For them, the duck has taken flight.

In the middle courtyard, although Yang Xiaotao did not go out, Xiaowei still knew what happened in the courtyard.

"Sure enough, all conspiracies and machinations cannot be exposed to light."

Yang Xiaotao sighed, then stopped caring and continued reading.

This Zizhi Tongjian has now provided Yang Xiaotao with more than a thousand credits, and this has not yet reached the limit.

Now Yang Xiaotao already knows that there are two realms beyond familiar reading. One is intensive reading, which can provide 50 to 100 points of credits, and the other is memorizing a book by heart, which can provide 100 to 200 credits.

Of course, books are different from book to book.

It was precisely because he knew it by heart that he was able to collect the credits to upgrade to a second-level fitter in such a short period of time.

And Yang Xiaotao is sure that there must be a realm behind this memorization. This is what he has been pursuing. Only in this way can the value of a book be fully squeezed out.

In the future, as credits become more and more useful, if you want more credits, you can only start with the quality of books.

Instead of relying on quantity to fill the number.

The courtyard became quiet at night. After everyone closed their doors and joked about today's events, they fell silent and waited for a new day's work.

Yang Xiaotao got up very early. The weather was very good these days. Xiaowei absorbed more and more energy and felt refreshed every day.

This made Yang Xiaotao's reading fatigue disappear, and his reading efficiency was greatly improved.

Arriving at the workshop, Yang Xiaotao has now become a second-level fitter.

But with his solid skills, Wang Fa always has more third-level artifacts when he takes on tasks.

And Yang Xiaotao doesn't care about this, since level three artifacts are not difficult for him anyway.

At lunch, Sha Zhu took leave to stay at home this time. The person who prepared the meal was Ma Hua, an apprentice worker. He has not yet recognized Sha Zhu as a master, so he has not learned how to shake a spoon.

Yang Xiaotao doesn't have much dislike for MCA.

Thinking of Ma Hua in movies and TV series, this person's character is pretty good.

Especially when Silly Zhu was in dire straits, being able to help him was rare in the courtyard.

Take the lunch box and go to a place to eat.

Just after dinner, when Yang Xiaotao was about to find a place to read, Zhou Peng ran over excitedly. He passed the assessment smoothly, which was mostly due to Yang Xiaotao.

If it weren't for Yang Xiaotao's usual guidance and explanation of some data, techniques and experience, it would be really difficult to pass this assessment.

"Brother Tao!"

He ran closer and shouted to Yang Xiaotao. Yang Xiaotao was also startled, "Xiaopeng, why are you shouting like this?"

Zhou Peng chuckled, "Brother Tao, I didn't pass the test. My mother asked me to invite you to my house for dinner."

"Don't refuse, I'm sure of it."

Zhou Peng didn't give Yang Xiaotao a reason to refuse, so Yang Xiaotao could only nod.

He also knew the situation of the Zhou family, so he could just go buy something.

Anyway, he got a hundred yuan for this upgrade, so he didn't lack tickets.

In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was still working hard at his workstation, rapidly prototyping workpieces one by one, leaving Li Wei, who was also a second-level fitter, shaking his head and speechless.

This ability is no worse than a third-level fitter.

Wang Fa on the side also noticed the situation. Looking at the third-level fitter Che Wenwei, his face was also full of surprise.

"Xiao Tao, this talent is really good."

"I'm looking forward to it now. In the next assessment, our group will be an elite group."

The so-called elite team means that there are two fitters above level 4 in the entire team.

There are not many such elite groups in the entire factory. Even in the third workshop, there are only a dozen.

At present, the products of steel rolling mills are still mainly processed by original processing, and there are not many processing orders for high-precision products, so the demand for junior and intermediate workers is greater.