Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

015 proficiency

Another team leader stepped forward with tools, first tapping on the surface to listen to the sound, then checking the dimensions, and loudly announced:

"Quality meets standards."

The crowd erupted in cheers.

"Old Liu, it's your treat."

The onlookers started making a fuss, but soon they realized that the old man had disappeared without a trace.

After watching the spectacle, everyone dispersed.

"+5 from Liu Hai's wishes."

"+5 Wishes from Liu Hai"

Lin Zhuo grew to like this second uncle more and more; he was always finding ways to send her his wish power.

Director Zhou was also watching Lin Zhuo work from a distance at the doorway, seemingly lost in thought.

Huang Fusheng couldn't help but laugh:

"Kobayashi, you're really cut out to be a blacksmith."

"I have no hope for you. You should work hard and become an eighth-grade worker in the future."

A level eight worker earns over 100 yuan a month, making them a top technical expert in any factory. Their economic and social status is quite high in those days.

Lin Zhuo humbly replied:

"Master Huang, look at what you're saying, I still have a long way to go, I need to learn a lot from you."

After a long day at work, Lin Zhuo took a refreshing shower at the public bathhouse and ate something at the cafeteria before heading home.

With nothing else to do, Lin Zhuo began studying his system again.

After opening the system interface, Lin Zhuo made another new discovery.

In the [Skills] section, a progress bar appeared next to [Beginner Blacksmithing], showing 1%.

Lin Zhuo fell into deep thought.

This system is interesting.

It seems I'm not just relying on the system to improve my strength.

You can also improve your proficiency through your own hard work and practice.

1% may not seem like much, but it is actually an astonishing rate.

At 1% per day, you can max out your skill in 100 days and upgrade to [Intermediate Blacksmith].

If we extrapolate from the level of "Beginner Forging Master", then "Intermediate Forging Master" is very likely equivalent to Level 6 Forging Master.

For most workers of this era, being a Level 6 worker was the pinnacle they could never reach, even if they worked until retirement.

Lin Zhuo then looked at his "Master-level Woodworking" again, realizing he still had no proficiency level.

I need to find some time to buy some woodworking tools and see how much proficiency I can gain in a day with my master-level skills.

Uncle Erda, who was seething with anger, returned home to find his two sons lying on the bed reading books without even greeting him, which made him furious.

He grabbed a wooden stick and beat Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

"You two little brats, don't you have any manners at all?"

"I'm back, and you didn't even say hello."

"I'll teach you a lesson today."

The two brothers were beaten so badly by Liu Haizhong that they cried out in pain, which quickly attracted the attention of their aunt, who was cooking.

Auntie Er quickly stopped Uncle Er and told the two brothers to run away.

"Old Liu, what's wrong? Why are you so angry as soon as you get back?"

The second uncle threw down his stick, sat down in a chair, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Auntie Er stayed by Xiaoxin's side, comforting her for a long time.

Liu Haizhong then recounted what had happened at the factory, and then said:

"Damn it, I was thinking today, is Lin Zhuo and I just doomed?"

"Ever since I got involved with him, I haven't had a single comfortable day."

The second aunt pondered for a moment and said:

"Did you propose the bet, or did Lin Zhuo propose it?"

Liu Haizhong thought for a moment and said:

"I didn't mention it, and Lin Zhuo didn't mention it either. It was just a few old guys in the workshop making up stories."

"Lin Zhuo has been very respectful to me and hasn't said a single out-of-line thing."

Auntie Er frowned and said:

"According to you, Lin Zhuo treats you pretty well, doesn't he?"

Liu Haizhong said dejectedly:

"I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, but I just feel a tightness in my chest."

The second aunt offered some words of comfort:

"Alright, stop getting upset."

"Guangtian and Guangfu are both getting on in years, so please stop playing like this all the time."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong's eyes widened, and he said:

"You're all talk and no action."

"That's how my dad beat me when I was a kid."

As the old saying goes, "Spare the rod and spoil the child."

"Guangtian is about the same age as Lin Zhuo, but his skills are already comparable to a third-level craftsman, while he stays at home reading comic books all day long."

Liu Haizhong got angrier and angrier as he talked, and he dragged his two sons out and beat them up again.

The Liu family's house was in chaos all night, much to the annoyance of the surrounding neighbors.

Only Lin Zhuo was overjoyed at home.

"+5 from Liu Hai's wishes."

"+5 from Liu Guangtian's wish power."

"+5 from Liu Guangfu's wish power."

"+5 from Liu Guangtian's wish power."

"+5 from Liu Guangfu's wish power."

"+3 from Auntie Er's wish power."

……

Lin Zhuo was also a little puzzled. Why did these two brothers hold a grudge against him after being beaten by their second uncle?

The next morning, Lin Zhuo saw the two brothers, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, carrying a spittoon and stove ash, limping out of the house.

Lin Zhuo quickly pushed open the door, greeted them, and suppressed a laugh:

"Hey, Guangtian, Guangfu, what happened to you two? Are you alright?"

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were furious when they saw Lin Zhuo.

I got beaten up by my dad for no reason because of Lin Zhuo.

However, young people are all very proud and concerned about saving face. Even if they are beaten up at home and howl like ghosts, they will not admit it when they go out.

"We fell while ice skating at Houhai," Liu Guangtian said, sticking out his neck.

After saying that, he pulled Liu Guangfu out the door.

"+5 from Liu Guangtian's wish power."

"+5 from Liu Guangfu's wish power."

Lin Zhuo grew to like the two brothers more and more; they were making contributions for him early in the morning, which was much better than his old man.

Just as he was about to enter, Jia Dongxu walked in from outside the courtyard, greeting Lin Zhuo with a mischievous grin.

"Lin Zhuo, I heard you've arrived at the forging workshop?"

Lin Zhuo replied with a smile:

"Yes, Dongxu is quite well-informed."

Jia Dongxu said in a sarcastic tone:

"What a pity, I thought you would come to our workshop to work as a fitter."

"But to be honest, being a fitter isn't easy; you really can't do it unless you're very skillful."

Lin Zhuo, with his sharp eyes, caught Liu Haizhong walking out of the central courtyard out of the corner of his eye, and deliberately raised his voice, saying:

"Brother Dongxu may have misunderstood. I got first place in the exam. I feel that blacksmithing is more interesting. I mainly want to learn some skills from my second uncle."

When Liu Haizhong heard someone mention him, he slowed down and pricked up his ears.

Jia Dongxu scoffed:

"What skills does Second Uncle have? He's just a level seven craftsman. If you want to learn, you should learn from First Uncle. He's a proper level eight fitter."

"You haven't been in the factory long yet. You'll gradually realize how big the difference is between these levels. It's like heaven and earth."

"But it's okay, don't give up on yourself. There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert."

Liu Haizhong, who was listening nearby, was so angry that his nose almost twisted out of shape.

In the courtyard, he was the second eldest uncle, and Yi Zhonghai was the eldest.

He was a level seven worker in the factory, while Yi Zhonghai was a level eight worker.

Liu Haizhong was always outdone by Yi Zhonghai, but deep down he always felt that Yi Zhonghai was just a big shot who didn't understand politics or national affairs, and was no match for him at all.

So Liu Haizhong gets annoyed when people say that an old man is better than him.

Lin Zhuo noticed Liu Haizhong stop out of the corner of his eye, realizing he'd been eavesdropping, and found it amusing. He then said to Jia Dongxu:

"However, the master can only lead you to the door; the rest is up to you. Everyone admires the old man's skill."

"But you've been working for several years and you're still only a level two worker. Aren't you learning too slowly?"

Jia Dongxu was skilled at picking locks, but he was inconsistent in his learning of the trade at the factory, and remained only a first-level worker, almost becoming a laughing stock in the steel rolling mill.

Jia Dongxu was momentarily speechless after being provoked by Lin Zhuo, and said fiercely:

"You wouldn't understand the technical skill of fitter work even if I explained it to you, so just stay there and do the hard labor."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the Intermediate People's Court.

Unexpectedly, I bumped right into someone.