Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Tieshan chose his position over his son.

It's work time now, and he needs to keep his personal life separate from his work. He can't let his carelessness drag his son down.

Knowing what Wang Tieshan meant, Wang Chengpeng didn't think much of it and immediately went to the device Wang Tieshan was pointing to to check the situation:
"Let me take a look and see what's going on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chengpeng gently slapped the equipment with his right hand, making the metal object clang loudly.

He tried shaking the joystick that drives the machine, and Wang Chengpeng heard a little noise in the sound of the machine turning.

Based on these symptoms, he quickly identified the problem and began to speak:

"Can someone find me a wrench? I feel like one of the screws on this machine is loose."

"Although such minor problems may not have any immediate impact, they can cause serious harm over time."

"If you encounter similar problems on other machines, please let me know, and I will take some time to deal with them as well."

With a wrench in hand, Wang Chengpeng tightened and moved the equipment, quickly completing the repair.

As the joystick turned, this time the device emitted a very regular sound, and the previous noise was no longer heard.

This situation immediately shocked everyone present, as they had witnessed Wang Yong's previous equipment repairs, which were incredibly tedious and complicated.

Most importantly, even if Wang Yong fiddled with it for a long time, he would most likely still not be able to fix the equipment.

However, Wang Chengpeng, right in front of them, determined the problem through such a simple method as tapping and knocking, which was really too exaggerated.

"Is this equipment all set up like that?"

"I noticed something was off when I was using it before, the sound was a bit off, but I didn't think much of it."

"Now that I hear the sound after it's been fixed, hey, this machine does have a few minor issues."

"This technician Wang is really skilled. He just casually tinkered with the machine and got it working again, something we couldn't figure out even after trying for ages."

"What do you mean by 'just messing around'? Technician Wang saw the problem and hit the nail on the head."

"You try fiddling with it and see if you can fix it?"

"..."

Hearing the murmurs of the crowd, Wang Tieshan subconsciously raised his chest. The person everyone was praising was his son!

Even Liu Chunhua, who was standing next to him, was beaming with joy; it was no exaggeration to say that she was riding high.

However, Wang Tieshan also knew that now was not the time to listen to others praising their son. He keenly sensed a hidden meaning in Wang Chengpeng's words.

That is, the small problems that I didn't pay attention to before could lead to big problems if left unattended. I have to take advantage of Wang Chengpeng's presence to fix all the minor problems of these machines.

He immediately disregarded everything else and shouted, "Everyone, quiet down!"

Wang Tieshan was the production team leader, and with Wang Chengpeng also present, his voice carried an unprecedented air of authority, immediately silencing the noise in the production workshop.

Seeing that everyone had finally quieted down, Wang Tieshan slowly and deliberately said:
"Listen to me, everyone. Technician Wang said that these seemingly insignificant little problems can easily lead to big trouble if left unattended."

"Don't be afraid to bother Technician Wang. While he's here today, tell him about all the problems you've encountered."

After Wang Tieshan emphasized it again, everyone realized that there was still important business to be done. They immediately abandoned the discussion and told each other all the problems they had found in production.

These devices weren't assembled by Wang Chengpeng himself, and after several months of intense work, they were bound to have some minor flaws.

Fortunately, Wang Chengpeng's blueprints were excellent, and Wang Yong did not cut corners when manufacturing and purchasing the relevant parts. The problems they encountered were all minor and could be resolved with a little effort.

However, the locations of the potential hazards in these devices vary, and some hazards are even located inside the machine, which cannot be addressed without disassembling it.

That's why even a simple task kept Wang Chengpeng up all sweat.

Just as he was about to reach out to wipe his sweat, a warm compress was placed on his forehead, wiping away the sweat.

Looking back, who else could it be but my mother wiping my sweat?
Not only that, after wiping Wang Chengpeng's sweat, Liu Chunhua pulled him to sit down beside her and handed him an orange.
"Technician Wang, don't just focus on your work and exhaust yourself."

"Come on, sit down and rest for a while, and have some fruit provided by the factory."

If it were someone else pulling him along, Wang Chengpeng probably wouldn't take a break at all, since his philosophy has always been to finish things as soon as possible.

But the person calling him was his own mother, so how could he go against her suggestion? He could only take the wet towel and start wiping his sweat.

After stuffing a few more orange segments into his mouth, Wang Chengpeng obediently rested under Liu Chunhua's watchful eye.

Thanks to the maintenance policy of balancing work and rest, Wang Chengpeng was able to repair all the equipment by the time he got off work.

Wang Chengpeng himself was quite dissatisfied with the slow repair speed, but he received high praise from everyone, who affectionately called him "Technician Wang".

After witnessing Wang Chengpeng's abilities, how could they still think that Wang Chengpeng was an incompetent technician? He was far too competent.

In addition, people at that time had a biased view of highly educated people, and Wang Yong also publicized that Wang Chengpeng was doing research for the factory when he was not at work, so everyone admired Wang Chengpeng even more.

Although he didn't come with his parents, Wang Chengpeng would naturally go back with them.

As soon as Wang Chengpeng walked a little further away, he heard Liu Chunhua's slightly teasing voice:

"Hey, isn't this the capable Technician Wang? Everyone's been praising you to the skies!"

Before Liu Chunhua could say anything more, Wang Tieshan grabbed her hand and retorted:

"It's a good thing that our son is able to earn everyone's praise. Why would you, a grown adult, envy your son for being praised by everyone?"

Wang Chengpeng nodded in agreement, saying:

"Dad is right. Aren't we all praising the son of our smart and beautiful Comrade Liu Chunhua?"

"Rounding it up or down, isn't that a compliment to Comrade Liu Chunhua?"

Wang Chengpeng's words were so clever that they immediately made Liu Chunhua beam with joy, and she said with a smile:
"I was just joking with my son, why are you so easily amused?" "I can't be jealous of my own son, that would be like a bully at home."

"Besides, my son is my greatest pride. The more they praise my son, the happier I am."

The Dapeng Sugar Factory wasn't far from Wang Chengpeng's home, and the group chatted and laughed as they quickly returned to their own courtyard.

As soon as Wang Chengpeng pushed open the courtyard gate, he heard Zhu Hong's voice:
"Brother Wang, Xia Zhiqing came to see you this afternoon and invited you to her house for dinner on the 30th as a way of repaying you for treating her to lunch in town back then."

The 30th? That's eight days from now.

Wang Chengpeng estimated the time and felt it was just right. He could wait for the sweet beet wine he had just brewed to be ready, and then invite Xia Mingyue to taste his wine.

Nodding, Wang Chengpeng indicated that he had received Xia Mingyue's invitation to dinner.

As soon as she turned around, she saw her mother looking at her with a gossipy expression, her face full of undisguised joy.

Liu Chunhua said with a face full of joy, "Son, you've finally come to your senses and know that you need to work hard to find a wife."

"I think Xia Zhiqing is not only beautiful, but also has a great personality."

"Most importantly, she's a girl who loves reading, and you're a young man who loves reading. With a shared interest, isn't that a perfect match?"

Wang Chengpeng rubbed his forehead and explained somewhat helplessly:

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? If others hear this, won't it ruin Xia Zhiqing's reputation?"

"We just happened to eat at the same high school, and I just happened to treat her to lunch, and then she just happened to be planning to treat me to lunch in return."

"It's perfectly normal for friends to have a meal together, don't overthink it."

"Oh, right, I suddenly remembered I still have a book I haven't finished reading. I'll go back to my room first, and call me when it's time to eat."

Watching Wang Chengpeng's hasty retreat, Liu Chunhua's eyes were full of amusement.

There's something wrong with these two!
However, it was indeed not good for him to talk about such things behind her back, so he planned to find a matchmaker to help him inquire about Xia Zhiqing's situation when he had the chance.

If the two of them had the chance to be together, it might not be a bad match.

……

Time flies, and soon a week had passed, and it was time for Wang Chengpeng to finish brewing the beet wine he had made last time.

As time went by, it grew colder and colder outside. Facing the cold wind, Wang Chengpeng walked towards Dapeng Sugar Factory.

Eliminating hidden dangers in equipment is a very tedious task, but it is not difficult for Wang Chengpeng. Therefore, his main purpose in coming to Dapeng Sugar Factory this time was to visit the brewery.

Seemingly aware of Wang Chengpeng's arrival, Liu Dajun and Chen Xiaohu had been waiting at the entrance of the brewery for a long time, looking around anxiously, trying to catch a glimpse of Wang Chengpeng as soon as possible.

That's why they came to greet Wang Chengpeng the moment he appeared.

Liu Dajun, in particular, greeted Wang Chengpeng with extreme enthusiasm:

"Technician Wang, I've been waiting for you for ages!"

"After you left last time, I tried brewing a few jars of wine myself. Since you're here, I'd like to ask you to give me some pointers."

Since it was on the way anyway, Wang Chengpeng didn't refuse, and the three of them soon arrived at the brewing room.

Smelling the faint aroma of wine in the air, Liu Dajun's eyes were filled with emotion as he sighed:
"Technician Wang truly deserves to be a technician; his abilities are unfathomable."

"Can you smell this completely different aroma of wine? If word gets out, probably no one will believe it. This is just the result of Technician Wang taking a look once."

The aroma of wine often indicates the quality of grain fermentation.

After all, only properly fermented grains can have their essence extracted and transformed into fragrant alcohols and esters.

Faced with Liu Dajun's exaggeration, Wang Chengpeng remained extremely humble, saying:
"Master Liu, you flatter me. I've just studied it a little longer than you."

"If you keep thinking about it, one day you'll be able to brew a better wine than mine."

Chen Xiaohu: ...? ? ?
Although he thought humility was a good thing, he still felt a strange sense of unease when he heard Wang Chengpeng, a young man, say to Liu Dajun, an old man with gray hair, that he had only studied for a little longer.

Fortunately, Liu Dajun didn't pay attention to these details. Instead, he eagerly took out a jar of wine and handed it directly to Wang Chengpeng, much like a student waiting for the teacher to check their homework.
"Technician Wang, please take a look and see if there's anything I could improve on this jar of wine I've brewed."

As a test sample, this jar of wine was also small; Wang Chengpeng could easily lift it with one hand.

“Okay, as long as you don’t mind, I’ll take a look at this jar of wine for you.”

This jar of wine is sealed using a common method of sealing with mulberry bark paper and yellow mud, which creates an oxygen-deficient environment, providing a favorable growth environment for the microorganisms in the yeast.
At the same time, it also allows the wine to communicate with the outside world, and to a certain extent, it can exchange gases with the outside world, which is the so-called "breathing" of the wine.

Wang Chengpeng from Kaifeng is very familiar with wine jars, after all, he brewed more than one jar of wine when he was researching the recipe.

As the wine jar was opened, a rich, sweet aroma wafted out, spreading through the air like honey melting in early spring.

Fine, amber-colored foam rose from the mouth of the jar, making a soft "pop" sound, like ripe fruit naturally blooming.

Wang Chengpeng's nasal cavity immediately detected the unique sweetness of ripe beetroot, mixed with the vanilla aroma of beetroot, creating a unique flavor that other wines do not have.

However, when the wine was fully exposed to the light, he keenly noticed a discordant cloud-like suspended matter around the edge.

The aroma of the wine suddenly shifted on the third breath, revealing a subtle, over-fermented, astringent quality, like a few stale, half-rotten leaves hidden beneath sun-dried beet leaves.

A very faint rustling sound came from the bottom of the jar—that was the coarse fibers that had not been completely filtered settling gently.

He dipped it in and tasted it. His tongue was first enveloped in a rich sweetness, but a slightly rough texture remained at the back of his tongue, like a strand of hemp accidentally woven into the finest silk.

When the wine swirls in the jar, the color clinging to the sides is a perfect sunset orange, but after it settles, two or three stubborn little bubbles float on the surface, refusing to dissipate.

Even after just a small taste, Wang Chengpeng quickly discerned the quality of the wine:

It's passable, but there's still a lot of room for improvement; continued effort is needed. (End of Chapter)