The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 5 Refining Completed
1971, Jichun City, Red Star Timber Factory.

July in Northeast China is the hottest season of the year.

The machines in the sawmill are working non-stop. With the hissing sound of the blades cutting the wood, pieces of wood are processed into regular shapes.

The scorching weather and the harsh cutting sounds drained away Mu Sheng's already limited energy.

bang~
After throwing the wood on his shoulders heavily to the ground, Mu Sheng called his fellow workers to take a rest.

"Uncle Niu, take a break. You are exhausted. Take it easy."

As he said that, he found an empty space, dusted himself off and sat down.

If you don't slack off at work, there's no point in working.

Mu Sheng knew that the more hardship one endured, the more hardship one could endure. The more hardship one could work, the more work one would have to do.

Learning to slack off is the great wisdom of workers.

"Bingkun, your body is not in good condition, Lao Xie. You are like this at such a young age. What will you do after you get married?" Uncle Niu teased with a smile and sat down.

"What's wrong? It's just that the weather is too hot. I'm in good health and full of energy." Mu Sheng was anxious. How could he wrongly accuse someone for no reason?

As he refined his Ba Duan Jin skills, his energy grew stronger and stronger, as if he had returned to his adolescence and could see a small hill every day when he woke up.

It was also thanks to this enhanced physical fitness that Mu Sheng was able to adapt to the intensity of work so quickly after joining the sawmill.

"Look, you're anxious again." Uncle Niu felt that what he said was right about Mu Sheng.

"Who's in a hurry? Never mind. I can't explain it to you clearly." Mu Sheng was too lazy to argue with Uncle Niu. In this era, slacking off is considered cheating.

Between having his body questioned and his character questioned, Maki Sheng chose his body.

[Refining progress: Eight-section Brocade 99%]

Opening the refining panel and looking at the 99% progress bar, Mu Sheng's heart was full of anticipation.

The progress bar is over 90%, and it takes eight days to improve the progress a little bit. Now it has been seven days away from reaching 99%.

In other words, with just one more day, the refining of Eight Section Brocade would be completed.

'After more than a year, nearly six hundred days, the results are finally coming.'

After carrying the wood for almost six hundred days, Mu Sheng didn't know how he managed to do it.

This is better than delivering food. Uh, it seems less tiring than delivering food.
And it's a nine-to-five job, and a month's salary is enough to support a family.
Huh? Isn't society progressing? Why is there less and less fodder for cattle and horses?
Chilling!
"Dangdangdang~"

The crisp ringing of a bell interrupted Mu Sheng's indignation, and the next second he jumped up.

"Uncle Niu, let's go, it's time for dinner!"

After greeting his old partner, Mu Sheng ran towards the cafeteria without waiting for Uncle Niu to get up.

If you do n’t eat positively, you have problems with your thinking!
When it comes to eating, Mu Sheng has always been the first to take the lead.

When the workers who were getting their meals started lining up in front of the canteen window, Mu Sheng had already started devouring his food.

"Bingkun"

"Bingkun"

Two familiar voices came from not far away.

Mu Sheng looked up when he heard the voice and found that it was his two childhood friends, Xiao Guoqing and Sun Ganchao.

After sitting down next to Mu Sheng, Sun Ganchao immediately saw Mu Sheng's lunch box with only a bite of food left: "Bingkun, you are amazing! Guoqing and I just finished our meal, and you are almost done!"

"That's right. You're not so active when you're working." Xiao Guoqing also echoed: "I saw you being lazy again just now."

"Hey, why are you accusing me for no reason? Who can work all day long without rest? Why didn't you watch me when I was working?" Mu Sheng retorted.

"It's up to you. Tomorrow is a holiday. Guoqing and I are going to go." Sun Ganchao said and looked at Mu Sheng: "Are you going or not?"

"Tomorrow? I have something to do tomorrow, let's talk about it later."

"I have something to ask you again. Nine times out of ten, you have something to ask." Xiao Guoqing said unhappily. Since he entered the lumber mill, Xiao Guoqing felt that his childhood friend was not as close as before.

"If there really is something, why would I lie to you? Besides, it's only nine times out of ten, five or six times at most." Mu Sheng took two mouthfuls of rice and argued.

"Five or six times is not enough? Bingkun, you have changed."

"No, don't look at me like that! It's disgusting!"

Unable to bear the way these two people looked at him as if he were a traitor, Mu Sheng finished his food in a few bites and slipped away.

As the furnace in the sky gradually died down, the bell for the end of get off work finally rang, and a gray-blue torrent poured out of the gate of the sawmill.

Riding the old 28-bar bicycle, Mu Sheng pedaled hard and rode towards home.

As soon as he rode to the entrance of Guangzipian Alley, he saw a familiar figure.

"Tu Zhiqiang? How come he's so late? He's skipping work again?"

Tu Zhiqiang also saw Mu Sheng. After the two nodded to each other, they rode their bicycles in opposite directions.

When Mu Sheng first started working at the sawmill, Tu Zhiqiang took the initiative to contact him, as if he wanted to take care of him for the sake of their neighbor.

But Mu Sheng didn't appreciate it. He didn't have any good feelings towards this person at all.

It doesn't really matter, it's just a matter of personal interests and hobbies. As long as he doesn't have his eyes on Mu Sheng's butt, he won't have any discrimination.

However, Tu Zhiqiang watched his wife being raped and acted as if nothing had happened and treated the abuser as his brother.

Although this wife was just a shield he used to conceal his sexual orientation, it also shows how distorted his three views were.

Mu Sheng was not even willing to play along with such a person.

However, Tu Zhiqiang felt that Mu Sheng looked down on him because he had been in prison. His fragile self-esteem was hurt, so he stopped paying any attention to Mu Sheng.

When we meet, we nod to each other, which is just a normal greeting between neighbors.

When I returned home, Li Suhua had already prepared dinner.

Mu Sheng saw that the table was full of vegetarian dishes and started complaining: "Why are they all vegetarian dishes? Mom, I want to eat meat!"

"Meat, meat, meat, all you do is eat meat!" Li Suhua turned around and glared at him: "You've eaten up all the meat coupons in the house, where is the meat left for you to eat?"

"I'm still growing, aren't I? Besides, the work at the sawmill is hard. How can my body bear it if I don't eat well?" Mu Sheng immediately complained.

In order to have a meat meal every day, he took great pains and complained to Li Suhua whenever he had the chance.

"Alright, alright, you are right. Let's eat." Li Suhua interrupted his son's complaint, but in his heart he was thinking about who to find to exchange for some meat tickets.

Sure enough, the crying child gets the milk!

Mu Sheng did not have any psychological burden about this. If he did not spend the money on himself now, he would spend it on Zhou Rong in the future.

That would be such a waste! What a selfish guy! It would be better to let Mu Sheng eat it!
After all, if nothing changes, the Zhou family is relying on Mu Sheng to carry on the family line, so what's wrong with eating a little?
Hey, that’s not right. I’m using my own body now, so the Zhou family will be extinct.

This. Believe in the power of the golden finger!
Not long after dinner, the sky darkened, and the noisy Guangzi Pian during the day became quiet.

There are only a few scattered lights dotted in the night.

In the inner room, Mu Sheng was lying on the kang with his bare chest to reduce the summer heat.

In order to block out the stench coming from the public toilet, Mu Sheng sealed all the windows of the inner room.

There was no way. The window was facing the public toilet and it was summer. Between the smell and the heat, Mu Sheng chose the heat.

I don’t know how long it took, just when Mu Sheng thought that there would be no results tonight, the panel in his mind suddenly began to flash, and faster and faster.

Boom!

A dazzling golden light suddenly exploded in Mu Sheng’s mind!

(End of this chapter)