In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 55 The Difficult Problem: How to Remove a Broken Screw?

The group ate an extremely hypocritical meal in Bai Zhongsheng's office.

Master Lü praised Yu Dawei for his superb skills, while Yu Dawei praised Master Lü for his extensive experience. The team leader tried hard to curry favor with the factory director, showering him with compliments over the course of a meal. Bai Zhongsheng, on the other hand, took care of everyone, praising each and every one of them in a very official manner.

After a quick meal, Yu Dawei changed back into his work clothes and put on gloves. Before it got completely dark, taking advantage of the last rays of the sunset, he squatted down in front of the large pump and carefully examined the two screws that had been unscrewed.

Although it was broken, there was some good news. Yu Dawei took off one glove and slowly ran his thumb over the broken screw. The surface was very smooth with no bumps or dents.

The other screw is the same.

"That would be perfect." Yu Dawei squatted down and smiled knowingly.

He immediately got up, climbed onto the excavator, and checked the other parts around the engine for any problems.

Previously, because the engine was left there, many pipes could not be carefully inspected. Yu Dawei had developed the habit of checking the surrounding small parts after lifting the engine out of the excavator.

Imagine, all the major, troublesome parts were fixed, but in the end, the car died because of these minor parts. That would be worse than death.

“These fan blades.” Yu Dawei had just stepped down from the empty engine compartment when he noticed that two of the fan blades were broken.

Logically speaking, such a basic mistake shouldn't be made. I guess some mechanic probably thought disassembling the engine was too troublesome, so they were too lazy to replace the fan blades, figuring as long as it worked.

However, if the broken fan blades are not replaced for a long time, the engine may overheat.

"Damn it, this engine is going to suffer terribly, leaking oil and overheating." Yu Dawei shook his head speechlessly.

He also inspected the other small parts and found that the rubber seal on the lower oil pipe was worn out and had to be replaced, otherwise it would easily leak oil.

Replace all kinds of small parts, such as diesel filters, oil filters, and air filters, as they are likely to need to be replaced during every major overhaul.

Everything else is fine. The cab is already quite easy to operate. Some of the hard gear levers are now just iron bars, but they don't affect operation. These are perfectly adequate for our needs.

After Yu Dawei had a clear understanding of the entire excavator, he jumped off the vehicle and found Bai Zhongsheng.

Xiao Bai, a southerner, really loves drinking tea. As soon as he arrived at the office, he saw Bai Zhongsheng boiling water and making tea all by himself.

Various small white porcelain teacups and teacups filled the entire tea table.

"Finished? Come have some tea." Xiao Bai saw that Yu Dawei had changed into his usual clothes and guessed that his work for the day must be over. "Let me tell you, this tea is Dingcheng aged white tea that I brought from my hometown. It has a light and fragrant taste."

“When I was little, if I caught a cold, my mom would take out some white tea that was twenty or thirty years old, brew it with spring water, and the effect was just as good as taking medicine.” Xiao Bai poured a teacup from the white porcelain tea bowl and placed it in front of Yu Dawei. “Drink up. This can’t compare to the one at home. It’s only a dozen years old, but it’s definitely fine for drinking tea.”

"Okay, I'll try it." Yu Dawei licked his lips, reached for the small white porcelain teacup, and took a small sip. The tea soup was mellow and smooth, with the aftertaste blending perfectly with the initial flavor, like standing atop a mountain, looking down on everything.

"Hmm, it has a lingering aftertaste, and the flavor is not bad!" Yu Dawei's eyes lit up.

What wonderful tea!

He remembered the white tea he drank at his eldest son's house in his previous life. Although it was only six years old, it tasted very good. Before leaving, he even took a package of unopened white tea cakes with him.

Compared to this guy who's been around for over ten years, it's like there's a huge gap between them. "Hey, I never thought you, this roughneck, would know how to drink tea. I thought you'd gulp it down like a cow." Xiao Bai was completely fooled by Yu Dawei's appearance. He's big and burly, especially his thick shoulders, which make him look like he could lift a mountain when he stands up. Who would have thought that such a person would know how to drink tea, and that his tea-drinking gestures are so skillful?

Xiao Bai was very happy and filled his bowl with some more.

"Hehe, who are you laughing at? I've studied in the city and seen the world, you know." Yu Dawei picked up his teacup and took another sip, seemingly enjoying it.

He was actually lying.

Northerners are accustomed to using large tea mugs or cups to brew tea, putting some tea leaves inside and then using boiling water from a thermos. The most common tea is Monkey Brand Tieguanyin.

In short, it doesn't matter which brew it is, you can drink it shortly after pouring in the water, and drink it however you like.

Yu Dawei's tea-drinking skills come from his past life when he used to freeload off his eldest son.

One winter, Yu Dawei went to Xiongcheng to visit his eldest son, whose business was just starting to take off. It happened to be winter and there was no work available.

It was in that small rented room that Yu Dawei learned how to drink tea from his eldest son. It was also on that occasion that, before leaving, he took most of the tea leaves left by his eldest son, and said to him in a very serious manner, "Drinking too much tea can make it hard to sleep. I'm old and it's fine, but you young people should drink less."

The eldest son thought about it and realized it made sense, so he gave him the two boxes of Qiao brand coffee that he had stocked up on.

Sigh, I miss my eldest son a little, but I've only been away from home for a day.

"By the way, did you come to me just to mooch some tea?" Xiao Bai noticed that Yu Dawei seemed to be addicted to tea, and he could hardly keep up with Yu Dawei's tea-drinking speed.

"Oh, right." Yu Dawei finished his tea and placed the cup in front of Xiaobai. "Do we have a welding machine here? If not, you'll have to find one for me tomorrow."

"Yes, but it's an old, broken welding machine. I'll get you a new one tomorrow." Bai Zhongsheng's lips twitched when he saw the other man reach for his cup, but he had no choice but to refill his cup.

"Okay, do you have gas welding?" Yu Dawei asked again.

"What is wind welding?" Xiaobai was a little confused, and the others were puzzled.

"Oxyacetylene".

"That's not the case."

Yu Dawei nodded, with a hint of regret: "Alright then."

In fact, oxygen and acetylene should be quite common in large repair shops, but he could understand that a construction company like the Eighth Bureau could not possibly focus all its efforts on equipment repair and maintenance.

The number of devices themselves is not large, and compared with those mining farms, it's like a small fry compared to a big fish.

"Xiao Bai, drinking too much tea can cause insomnia." After finishing his business, Yu Dawei turned his gaze to the tea canister next to the tea table. "Why don't you give me the rest of the aged white tea? I sleep well, so I'm not worried."

Xiao Bai's hand trembled as he poured the tea, and he couldn't hold back any longer: "Get out!"

"Alright!" Yu Dawei chuckled and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)