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Chapter 62: Mixing paint is a skill

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In fact, Xiaodong's poor teaching level is not only his problem, but also has a certain relationship with our own understanding ability.

Xiaodong has studied auto repair and assembly, so many of his nouns are professional auto repair terms.

For example, the first time he asked me to use a tool called oil gourd. I didn't understand it at all, but seeing that he looked very anxious, I could only go to the place he said to look for it.

Later I found out that the oil hoist he mentioned was a roller, and then it was a iron wheel that assisted in pulling heavy objects.

But I didn't understand, so I found a gourd-shaped thing in the toolbox, and then went to the kitchen class to fill some vegetable oil.

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Xiaodong was stunned when he looked at the genuine 'oil gourd' I took back. He looked at me, then looked at the oil gourd, and finally patted me on the shoulder and said, "Fatty Mao, have you considered changing classes?"

"No, I want to learn skills from you." I said firmly and very firmly.

That night, Xiaodong smoked cigarettes by my bed for a long time, with a very sad expression.

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I know that after reading the above readers will definitely look at me with an idiot expression, but it is actually not my problem. You said that if you were not an auto repairman, would you know that the oil hoist is a roller?

Dafeng also made such a mistake. When we were adjusting the artillery together, Xiaodong took off a board and threw it to Dafeng and said, "Twist it."

Dawei looked at the screws on the board and immediately showed a sudden enlightenment. Then he quickly took the screwdriver to tighten all the screws.

After a while, Xiaodong took off another tool and came back, looking at the iron plate that remained the same, with a blind look on his face.

"Squad leader, I've tightened it." Big face said proudly.

"I asked you to unscrew it. Who asked you to tighten it? Tightening it is 'fixed', you don't understand this?"

Big Face was confused, and I was confused. Yes, I also think Xiaodong asked Big Face to tighten all the screws just now.

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While having dinner with Xiaodong during the Chinese New Year, I saw a long scar on Xiaodong's hand. I suddenly felt that Xiaodong should be a person with a story, so I asked.

When asked this question, Xiaodong indeed showed a vicissitudes of life and said lightly: "This scar is very legendary. First of all, I want to tell you that my wife is a foodie."

Wait for a while, why does scar mention that your wife is a foodie? What does your scar have to do with foodie?

Just as I was confused, Xiaodong continued: "I went back to buy a sugarcane on vacation that year, and then my wife decided to be half of it with me.

Just as we were taking one head and I was about to cut it off from the middle, my wife slapped her hand, so I slashed it in my hand with one knife."

"Uh... Is my sister-in-law just to eat more?" I asked with my eyelids twitching.

Xiaodong's eyes showed pain and nodded sadly.

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When it comes to the topic of foodies, I have to mention our Brother Da. Brother Da is my first captain and the second one is Boss Guo.

Brother Da looked very anxious. He was obviously in his early thirties and looked older than my dad.

In addition to being old, Da Ge also has another characteristic, that is, he is particularly edible.

He is one of the few who needs instant noodles after eating after eating, and he has eaten all his elbows, shrimps, lion heads, and fish.

The meal that day ended. When I was on duty in the evening, we met in the boiling water room with bowls. The two of us looked embarrassed.

He made four packs of instant noodles, and I made six packs of them…

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When it comes to eating instant noodles, I’m going to talk about Master Zuo again. I said before that there is a limit to being able to withstand funny things in a boat.

On board, you can give me midnight snacks every night. Sometimes it is eight-treasure porridge, sometimes it is biscuits, but most of it is still instant noodles.

Every time I handed out instant noodles, there was a lot of leftover, so the foodies on duty that day took them back and ate them slowly.

Master Zuo is a big dealer who competes with me for instant noodles. We cannot work together. We will definitely quarrel over instant noodles when we work together.

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When we went to the boat, Zuo Ye still had the habit of hiding with instant noodles. That day, our entire ship was painted, and in the afternoon, Zuo Ye hid in their studio to eat instant noodles.

Everyone knows that the room that has just been painted cannot be stayed, so an hour later, I saw 120 entering the brigade and dragging Mr. Zuo, who was already foaming at the mouth, to the hospital.

When this guy left, he was holding a bowl of instant noodles in his hand, and he really put it home.

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The paint inside the army dries very quickly. When I first went there, I was surprised by it and thought it was a quick-drying paint.

Later, Xiaodong told me that this was just pouring the paint from the curing agent, and there was anything to be surprised about.

Curing agent, I only learned about this kind of thing when I arrived in the army. In addition to curing agent, there are also diluents. These two things are generally not needed to paint at home, because the paint on the local area has been blended. Unlike the army, we also need to blend it ourselves.

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Xiaodong asked me to go to Fanlanban to get paint for the first time, and I really carried a small bucket over and went there stupidly.

Just after, the guy who was in charge of the team told me that I needed to pour one a little bit and one a little bit, and then according to the ratio, and finally reconcile it.

I was confused when I heard this, but immediately felt that it was very tall, so I nodded solemnly, cut a plastic cup downstairs, and then blended the paint one by one.

Half an hour later, Xiaodong, who had been waiting for the paint, finally rushed out of the cannon.

Because Fan Lanban and our front main gun were on the front deck, and Fan Lanban was only three meters ahead of us. So Xiaodong was so angry that he cursed: "Fatty, let you go three meters to pour paint. Are you going to the West to obtain the scriptures?"

"Don't worry, I don't want to adjust such complicated things slowly?" I cursed.

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Xiaodong looked at me with a shocked look on his face. At that time, in order to reflect my professional style, I specially wore an unnecessary white robe. In order to avoid being corroded by the paint, I specially wore a pair of flat glasses.

Then I sat on the front deck and carefully brought out a whole bucket of paint with plastic cups one by one.

"Are you a researcher in the laboratory? Why are you wearing such a professional dress?" Xiaodong said to me laughing and crying.

"Didn't you ask me to make the paint? I also realized that this paint needs to be seven to one..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw Xiaodong pour some paint into the paint bucket, then pour some of it casually with the curing agent and diluent, then turned around and returned to the main gun with the paint.

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Sitting on the ground, I was confused. Why are you so unrigorous? Can the paint you make in this way be correct?

Xiaodong gave me a blank look and said to me: "When you finish adjusting, the paint has dried up, and I'm still farting."
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