Make a living

As long as a construction site starts, the number of people involved ranges from dozens to hundreds.Outsiders think it is messy and disorderly, but in fact, the internal division of labor on the construction site is clear, and everyone has their own type of work.

Excavators, piling workers, masonry workers, concrete workers, scaffolders, steel bar workers, masons... Different construction stages require different types of construction operations, which seem to be simple operations of plastering walls or moving bricks to build shelves , but in fact there are many ways inside.Just being able to understand the construction drawings has stopped many new workers.

"Juanzi, you don't need to look at the pieces of paper, just use lead wire hooks to tie the wires. Tie one every other."

It was another ordinary working day, and Zheng Haichuan quickly finished his morning workload and found a cool place to have lunch.He piled up a temporary table and stool with stone bricks, looked sideways for a few times, and finally couldn't help turning his head and said to the young girl squatting on the steel bar not far away.

The girl looked like she had just grown up, her young face was flushed red by the sun.The high-tied hair also has fragments of hair that are wet by sweat and stick to the forehead. It lacks the delicacy and beauty of the peers outside, but it has a tenacity that is not afraid of hardship.At this moment, she has no intention of eating, her hands are a little jerky to tie the steel bars one by one, and her eyes are still on the blueprints tied next to the steel bars.

"Brother Dachuan, I, I just want to learn more."

Luo Xiaojuan tugged at the labor protection gloves on her hand, and explained somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh, that's it. Then look, and ask me if you don't understand." Zheng Haichuan scratched his head, thinking that he was meddling in his own business.

"Brother Dachuan, you... can you get a salary of five or six hundred a day now?"

Luo Xiaojuan has only been on the construction site for a few days, and she doesn't know the people around her very well except for a few elder sisters who work together from her hometown.But the young male worker in front of her, who was called "Dachuan" by everyone, made her feel close to her.

Maybe it was because the other party looked at her with simple and clean eyes, or maybe he was the only one who took the initiative to tell her how to save energy. In short, Luo Xiaojuan was not too afraid of him, so she couldn't help asking out her curiosity.

"Hey, how can there be five or six hundred!"

Zheng Haichuan didn't think there was anything to hide about his salary, so he took out a bracket from his lunch box pocket to fiddle with, and said to Luo Xiaojuan, "It's only four hundred, and it's only available when you're busy. The construction site can be done for two to three hundred."

"Ah... so low... I thought it would be much higher than Xiaogong."

Luo Xiaojuan was brought out to work by a fellow villager. At the beginning, the other party said that it was not a dream to earn [-] yuan a month in Pengcheng. It was only when Luo Xiaojuan came that she found out that she worked hard for a month and could not save a few thousand yuan.

"It's alright," Zheng Haichuan reassured her, "Our project is municipal, the price is fair, and the money is paid on time. You are still a small worker now, and it is normal for you to work less and get less. In the future, you will become more skilled. There is hope for five or six hundred as a great worker!"

The second half of Zheng Haichuan's sentence is purely a bit of a cake.He has been working for more than half a year, and he has gradually learned about the current market price. Like women, due to physical strength and other reasons, they can only work as small laborers on the construction site, which costs 200 yuan a day.

The so-called small workers are handymen who do not have a fixed position on the construction site.The work I do is mainly auxiliary, such as moving bricks, mixing mortar, and doing scraps and scraps. The effort is not large, and the money is naturally not much.And Dagong is a skilled worker who can independently complete a certain type of technical operation. He can read drawings and operate machinery, and earn money by relying on technical work. The more skilled the more popular.

Zheng Haichuan worked with his elder brother for a few years when he was young, and now he comes out to work again, and he has not forgotten the basic skills.In addition, he is strong and steady in doing things, and the work he is in charge of hardly makes any mistakes. Now the foreman's salary for him can be regarded as a big worker's salary.After all, there are also many sneaky people among the workers. It is rare to meet a reliable one, and they can cooperate for a long time in the future.

Even so, Zheng Haichuan's life in Pengcheng is a bit stretched.

After all, working on a construction site means that there is no rest after work.Some construction sites have a short construction period and can be completed in 30 to [-] days. It may not be possible to find a new construction site for a month or two.Some thieves, contractors, settle the payment every few months. At the time of settlement, they will not pay all the money at one time, and it will take more than half a year to make up the payment.

In these situations, if there is an urgent matter at home, the money in hand will bottom out in the blink of an eye.

So Zheng Haichuan comforted Luo Xiaojuan to be content, to take her time and learn step by step.After all, the treatment at this construction site is actually pretty good now.

"Thank you Brother Dachuan!" Luo Xiaojuan's eyes dimmed, and she forced a smile at Zheng Haichuan.She is not afraid of hard work, she just wants to earn more money.The family's grain harvest this year is too bad, and she has a younger brother to support.

"It's okay, let's go to eat, and I will have the energy to work in the afternoon." Zheng Haichuan had already set up the bracket at this time, and inserted the mobile phone into the bracket.

"Okay." Luo Xiaojuan got up to tidy up, looked at Zheng Haichuan's movements curiously, and asked, "Brother Dachuan, are you recording a video?"

"Hey, yeah, pat whatever you want."

Zheng Haichuan is busy with work during the day, so he can only record a little while eating.Although he also felt that there was nothing to shoot about his meal, but every time he posted it, there were dozens of likes, so he insisted on recording it.

At the beginning, when he set up the machine, there were many workers onlookers, who found it strange.Zheng Haichuan is open and bright, generous and doesn't hide it. He answers what others ask, and even invites curious people to appear on the scene together, which scares them away.

After all, most ordinary people are not used to being on camera.

Zheng Haichuan wasn't used to it at first, he took several hours of filming, but in the end he could only stay for a few minutes, his eyes were still wandering, and his expression was very uncomfortable.But practice makes perfect for many things, such as making steel bars and making videos.

Zheng Haichuan knows that he is not a smart person, so hard work can make up for his weakness.Anyway, he doesn't know anyone on the Internet, so he brazenly posts every day, and gradually, he can face the camera directly.

When he is resting, he will browse the same type of life videos to see how other people shoot them. There is also a small book in the rental house, which writes and draws many shooting methods that he finds useful.

Up to now, he has been able to take pictures with ease.

"Hello everyone, I'm Okawa."

"I will record a video for everyone on the construction site today, and see what I had for lunch?"

He pressed the camera button and took out the insulated lunch box he brought while talking.

"I left some broccoli last night, and I got up this morning and fried a piece of fungus meat, it was still hot!" He showed the dishes in the lunch box to the camera, and then poured the white rice on the bottom layer of the lunch box Cover the bowl.

The bowl cover was the size of two fists, but the lunch box contained more rice than the bowl cover, and it piled up into a hill.

Zheng Haichuan's stomach was already growling, and now he picked up the chopsticks, impatiently saying, "Let's eat, let's eat, I'm so hungry!"

In the footage captured by the mobile phone, a young worker in a vest sits in an empty space made of concrete and cooks.

His dining table is a large stone brick with a wooden board, the stool is a board brick, and the background is a gray concrete wall.He snorted, mouthful of food, although he was a bit unrefined, but it was because of this unscrupulous rudeness that he appeared straightforward and real, making people feel that the food was delicious just by looking at it.

This video, like Zheng Haichuan's previous videos, stayed on the phone for a few days.

After Zheng Haichuan took advantage of his spare time to piece together and edit the clip, he uploaded it to the platform on an ordinary night.

"Hey, Dr. Qi, what would you like to have for dinner? You have to make rounds later. I just happened to go to the cafeteria and bring it back for you."

In the large office of the Orthopedics Department of the Sixth Hospital, one of the only two people working there stood up, broke the silence and said to the other.

It was already dark outside the window at this moment, and all the people on the day shift in the hospital had left, leaving only the night shift and emergency medical staff.Qi Yu is on the night shift today, and now he has been busy for a while, writing the medical history and closing the case.

It's just that there are a lot of patients picked up today, and the content is too cumbersome to write, so he was a little impatient, so he took a break and looked at his phone for a while.

"Well, please, help me pack a bag."

Qi Yu raised his head from the table, casually put the phone upside down.

"What do you want to eat?" The doctor just said politely, unexpectedly Qi Yu really answered, and hurriedly lowered his head to open the mobile phone group, "Let me see what's there today..." In their working group, the chef of the cafeteria will update the menu every day.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, vinegared cabbage, scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, sliced ​​meat with fungus..."

Qi Yu's eyes flickered under the lens, and suddenly the scene of the worker gobbling up what he saw just now appeared in front of his eyes.

"Sliced ​​meat with fungus. Thank you."