Zhou Wenzhong pulled the cart without rubber tires and followed behind with a "squeaking" sound.

"Hurry up! Why are you so stupid! Don't keep moving forward, press the handlebars!"

"Oh, I got it!"

Zhou Wenzhong pulled the cart over a small slope and finally arrived at the real grain reserve warehouse.

What caught my eye was a large warehouse of more than 1,000 square meters, with columns one after another. A pile of stacked grain bags were neatly stacked on the ground. There were countless!

There are still slogans hanging above my head.

[Forge ahead toward the red flag of xxx's thoughts.]

[Abide by the municipal and town quantitative supply system.]

[Promote the spirit of backing the basket and serve the people wholeheartedly.]

[How quickly, better and safely build socialism.]

……………………………

Looking at the bags of grain, Zhou Wenzhong sighed: "If I had to eat these grains by myself, I would probably not be able to finish them until the next century."

Zhang Xiufang turned around and looked at Zhou Wenzhong who was already shocked, and couldn't help but sigh. Another person who had never seen the world before, everyone had the expression of this for the first time when they came to this warehouse.

"Stop looking at it, take care of you. Let you hit the corn on the cob, pull the car over and park here."

"oh."

Zhou Wenzhong came to his senses and pulled the cart over according to the command.

Zhang Xiufang raised her hand and pointed to the nearby sack and said, "The large sack is 200 kilograms per bag. The medium sack is 150 kilograms per bag. The small sack is 100 kilograms per bag. Just move the small sack with a small body."

"good."

After Zhou Wenzhong finished speaking, he climbed up the pile of macaobao, and stood on the top of the mountain feeling as if he was small. He bent down and grabbed the corners of the two sacks and lifted them hard.

"Well... can't lift it."

Zhang Xiufang raised her head and shouted, "You are stupid! You just push the sack off."

"You go a little bit! I'm afraid that I will accidentally hit you and send you away."

He looked down at Zhang Xiufang who had already dodged.

"Bang……"

Zhou Wenzhong pushed the 100-pound sack down, lifting up a burst of dust. Then there was the second bag, the third bag...

Until the fifth sack landed, Zhang Xiufang's voice started to shout again.

"Enough! No matter how much you have, you can't pull it. This cart is dead. Come down quickly!"

Zhou Wenzhong climbed down from above and wiped the sweat from his head with his sleeve. Zhang Xiuying felt a little contemptuous.

I just threw down 5 100 pound sacks and sweated. It would be better to be energetic!

"I'll press the handlebars for you and quickly install them on the car. I'll save you a little while the cart will be kicked by you."

Zhou Wenzhong pulled the sack next to the cart, and fell into a problem again, so he couldn't lift it! The cart was too high.

"You untie the sack and put half of it in the cart first. You will be able to lift it after ease. Remember the steps to untie the sack. After you break the corn cobs, you have to put it back into the sack according to the method. You have to tie the sacks according to this method."

"knew."

Following Zhang Xiufang's instructions, it took about 10 minutes to complete these tasks.

"You pull the cart back first and park it at the operating table just now. I'll find you a kitchen knife." After saying that, he left.

Zhou Wenzhong pulled the heavy cart and walked towards the warehouse just now.

"This broken car is so sank to death."

When he arrived at the operating table, he took off all the sacks again. Zhang Xiufang also found the kitchen knife.

"I'll demonstrate it to you. If you don't understand anything, you will know how to ask."

"good."

Zhang Xiufang bent down below the operating table and lifted the switch of the switch. The belt of the crusher turned, and the sound became even more noisy.

“Buzz buzz…”

He held a kitchen knife in one hand and a corn cob in the other hand, giving Zhou Wenzhong a demonstration.

"If you are moldy or black like this, you can cut it down with a kitchen knife and collect the cut corn cobs. I have to count it again! You have to make a note! Do you know?"

Zhou Wenzhong nodded. He couldn't hear the other person when he spoke in a low voice. He could easily make his throat hurt, so he was not stupid.

Zhang Xiufang brought an empty small sack, opened the hole of the sack, and placed it at the exit of the machine and said, "The corn cob was thrown in from the hole on the top of the crusher. Remember not to put your hand in it. Someone had just thrown the corn cob in before, but found that there was a moldy place. He reached in and picked it up without thinking, but the result was……”

Zhou Wenzhong became excited when he heard this! He quickly asked.

"What's the result? Tell me quickly!"

Zhang Xiufang replied with a bad tone: "So he will make a seat for you!"

"I thought he rescued the corn from the cob."

"After a person leaves the operating table, be sure to turn off the machine! Don't let it idle! These are all safety hazards!"

Zhou Wenzhong nodded again. Since Zhang Xiufang first explained the operation, his nodding was like a woodpecker, and his head was almost dizzy.

After another busy work, Zhang Xiufang turned off the machine, took a breath, pointed to the side of the sack and said, "Come and take a look. These sticks are enough to be placed in the sack. It's almost 100 kilograms. Anyway, you have to weigh them in the end."

After reading it, Zhou Wenzhong asked in confusion: "You just point out the position on the sack and point it out to me? Why do you have to do it yourself?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiufang's eyes turned around and thought about it.

He was right! Why didn’t he expect it before? Every time he came to someone, he had to break a sack of stick noodles.

"Okay! You're busy, I have something to do. Pull the broken sticks aside and put them on the side and seal them after I check the quality."

"knew."

Zhou Wenzhong also started working with a kitchen knife. Zhang Xiufang looked at it for a while and then left.

Seeing the corn cobs thrown down one by one, breaking them and flowing out again, I sighed: Time is fate.

The 5 bags of corn cobs were quickly finished, and the chopped corn cobs were kicked aside. Pull up the cart again and embarked on the "journey."

This time I put 6 sacks back and the machine rang again.

I don’t know how long it took, and there were no clocks on the wall. I could only judge by the sky. There were 26 sacks piled up next to the machine. Zhou Wenzhong was already tired and sat on the ground. His whole back was sore, his waist was also sore, and he was exhausted. He didn’t eat at noon, so he didn’t care about eating at all. He had already been hungry.

At this time, Zhang Xiufang also came over. Seeing Zhou Wenzhong's condition, she smiled, then lifted up the sleeves of her cotton jacket, bent down and put her hand into the sack and stirred it. She grabbed a stick from the sack and looked at it, and finally checked each sack.

When he walked to the corner of the wall, he pulled a floor scale and adjusted the code to a certain position.

Zhou Wenzhong looked at her actions and felt disdainful.

"Go... Give me two sucking stones, and I'll let you lose 20 kilograms in one bag. I'm familiar with this job!"

"Stop sitting, weighing it quickly, and you'll get off work soon."

Zhou Wenzhong stood up and patted the soil on his body. His waist hurts! His back hurts too! I don’t know if he can get up from the bed tomorrow.

With a sudden force, the sack hit the floor scale.

"Be more at ease, this scale is still needed! This is a new scale!"

"knew."

Zhang Xiufang held an iron winger in her hand and looked at the scale rod. She either grabbed some out of the sack or added some in it.

Zhou Wenzhong was leaning over to look at the bottom of the floor, which read: Guangzhou Weighing Factory, produced in 1959.

In fact, it was in 1958 that the 10 taels per kilogram was truly unified.

The old scale is 16 taels per pound, which is 31.25 grams per pound.

From liberation to 1958, except for the three northeastern provinces, other regions, including the capital, also used old scales.

In 1956, the 18-tall scale was implemented for a while, which is 16-tall plus 2-tall scales.

These are the two differences between old scales.

In 1958, the 16-two system was officially abolished and unified to: 10 taels per kilogram and 50 grams per kilogram. Therefore, all the scale factories across the country made adjustments in early 1959.

"Stop looking, lift it down quickly and change to another bag."

Zhou Wenzhong moved the sack off the scale and replaced it with a new one. He tied the sack with a rope in his hand. He tied it first, then put the rope in a circle, put the sack in, folded it, and finally tied it with a buckle, and said something in his mouth.

"This job is not difficult. I got 26 bags in one afternoon. If I came here to work in the morning, I could get 50 bags a day, one bag costs 1 cent, and my salary is 50 cents a day! It costs 15 yuan a month."

"Yeah, it's very fast! What's your education?"

"junior high school."

"It turned out to be a junior high school graduate, no wonder it's so fast. You forgot to say a little bit. You have to take a day off every week and take a four-day break a month."

"Then I'll just spread the work I've done for the 4-day period evenly, so why not?"

"Haha, wait for you to say this in a few days. Go to the north wall, there are white lines drawn on the ground. This is the land where you and Ma Erbao pile sacks. When he comes tomorrow, you will work with him. How do you divide the specific labor results? You two will decide for yourself tomorrow."
To be continued...