dognovel Chapter 82 If you want to live a good life, you have to be flexible with your moral bottom line.
Chapter 82 If you want to live a good life, you have to be flexible with your moral bottom line.
However, Shen Zhishou quickly adjusted his mindset.
Even if you're just there to do odd jobs, you can still learn something.
As it turns out, this trip was truly fruitful.
Upon arriving at the machinery factory, based solely on Song Peiman's explanation of Shen Zhishou's identity to those around him, Shen Zhishou had already made a fortune from this trip.
This is my apprentice!
A simple sentence made those around Shen Zhishou look at him with more attention.
A good teacher produces outstanding students!
Shen Zhishou was Song Peiman's apprentice, so his skill level must be quite high.
Shen Zhishou may not have Song Peiman's methods now, but given time, he certainly won't be any worse.
Therefore, Zhang Pengcheng, the deputy director of the machinery factory, paid a lot of attention to Shen Zhishou throughout the morning, and even gave him two packs of cigarettes.
"Xiao Shen, don't be so polite!"
"I don't smoke much, this was a gift from someone, please don't mind!"
Faced with the enthusiastic Zhang Pengcheng, Shen Zhishou didn't stand on ceremony.
Of course, Shen Zhishou didn't actually smoke.
In his past life, he smoked.
But I will never smoke in my life.
The main problem is that I'm poor and can't afford cigarettes.
Later, after moving to the city and getting a job, Shen Zhishou didn't deliberately buy cigarettes to smoke.
Smoking is harmful to your health; it will harm either yourself or those around you.
Shen Zhishou's body has been modified because of his transmigration, so smoking has almost no effect on him. But he shouldn't do something that harms others and himself just because of that!
The two packs of cigarettes ended up in Song Peiman's pocket.
Although Zhang Pengcheng also gave Song Peiman cigarettes, the ones Shen Zhishou gave him had a different meaning to Song Peiman.
This apprentice is sensible and knows how to handle things.
To most people, this is just a matter of two packs of cigarettes. But to some, it's not about two packs of cigarettes; it's about filial piety and upholding proper etiquette!
Song Peiman brought Shen Zhishou out, and no matter what Shen Zhishou did, he was just a bystander.
Song Peiman should have control over the distribution of any gains.
In short, what is given to you is yours; what is not given to you, it is wrong to take without permission.
At least, that's what Song Peiman was thinking.
He is a master craftsman who came from the old era and still believes in the old ways.
Shen Zhishou, by sheer chance, made Song Peiman happy.
After finishing his work at the machinery factory, it was only mid-afternoon. Song Peiman waved his hand and said there was no need to go back to the factory.
In a good mood, Song Peiman asked the driver who brought them to the machinery factory to take Shen Zhishou to the intersection outside the Fourth Nuclear Institute.
"See you tomorrow, Master!"
"Brother Zhao, please be careful on the road!"
After getting off the car, Shen Zhishou greeted Song Peiman and the driver Zhao Ting. Only after the car started moving did he turn around and go back to the courtyard house.
Coincidentally, Yan Bugui, who had returned from school earlier, witnessed Shen Zhishou getting off the bus.
"Just who is this Xiao Shen?"
"They were brought back directly by car!"
Yan Bugui became increasingly curious about Shen Zhishou's background.
It can only be said that people are more willing to believe what they already believe!
Imagining things can be really funny sometimes.
Shen Zhishou was unaware that Yan Bugui had seen him. He returned to the courtyard house, opened the door, and suddenly remembered his plan to save up for a bicycle.
It's still early, so there's no rush to pick up Yu Li from the food factory. I might as well go for a stroll.
These days, trying to scrape together a bicycle from a junkyard is simply a pipe dream.
Until the 1980s, all kinds of metals were uniformly processed and handed over to steel mills for remelting.
Finding a bargain is purely a matter of luck.
Fortunately, Shen Zhishou had already made plans, and going to the recycling station was just a formality.
But this formality still needs to be followed!
Otherwise, since he can't explain where his bicycle came from, he'll be in trouble!
After visiting seven recycling stations, Shen Zhishou not only managed to obtain his own spare parts, but he also actually came across a bicycle being sold as scrap.
However, this bicycle is in really bad shape!
The main beam is broken, and the front wheels are twisted and deformed; it looks like there's no way to fix it.
However, the fact that others could not restore him was not a problem for Shen Zhishou.
In the end, Shen Zhishou bought the two scrapped second-hand bicycles for twenty yuan.
If you take this thing apart and sell the parts to a bicycle repair shop, it'll probably fetch about this price.
But once this thing falls into Shen Zhishou's hands, things might be different!
The purchasing station even gave Shen Zhishou the original bicycle purchase vouchers.
Shen Zhishou happily carried the badly damaged bicycle back to the courtyard house.
Yan Bugui, who was guarding the door, stared blankly for a long time when he saw the bicycle that Shen Zhishou was carrying.
"Xiao Shen, what are you doing bringing back that beat-up bicycle?"
"Teacher Yan, I'll fix it when I get back!"
Shen Zhishou chuckled and gave his answer.
"Can this even be repaired?"
"Teacher Yan, I'm a fitter, what can't I fix?"
Shen Zhishou had already made up his mind. He would take the car to the steel mill tomorrow and borrow the workshop's tools to repair it.
Components like the main beam and wheels need to be hammered and quenched again; otherwise, even if they are repaired, they won't be durable.
After putting his things away, Shen Zhishou hurriedly headed to the food factory, where he bumped into Yu Li, who was coming out of the factory.
The couple walked home chatting and laughing.
When Yu Li got home, she saw the pile of junk and began to doubt Shen Zhishou's promise to save up for a bicycle.
This car is in such bad shape, how can it be repaired?
It's better to start over!
"What are you saying?"
"Even if this car were to be completely reworked, it wouldn't be our turn to buy it!"
To buy a bicycle, you need not only money, but also a bicycle ticket.
These bicycle tickets are extremely difficult to obtain.
A bicycle costs 170 or 180 yuan, but this ticket, if it meets someone in urgent need, can soar to 30 or 50 yuan on the black market.
Prices were cheap back then, but only if you had the corresponding receipts.
It seems fair, but in reality, it's just a different way of dividing people into classes.
The leaders never lack for any kind of receipts, but for the workers below, it's all about how they perform.
Even when it comes to year-end commendations, unexpected changes can occur, such as the common practice of "promoting good conduct."
Giving away what you deserve is called showing good character!
The question is, how many people genuinely want to promote their own style?
Shen Zhishou didn't know!
Anyway, if it were him, he wouldn't do something so outrageous!
After all, when someone lets you express your style, it's not that person who loses out.
To put it bluntly, in this era of scarcity, there will always be someone who has to be sacrificed.
But with Shen Zhishou, whoever he wants, don't bother him.
He has no morals!
In this courtyard house—no, wherever you are—if you want to live a good life, you have to be flexible about your moral bottom line.