Web of light. Part 1. part 34

By the fifth serving, when the rice was finished and the alcohol was pleasantly warm in my stomach, not yet intoxicating, but already warming, the conversation returned to the "topic of the day."

"What are your employers like anyway? And then we argued again, they would do it, they wouldn't do it, I even put a twenty, I liked their main one, he was so serious... and here they came with one barge, and even less than a dozen people..."

The establishment stood low on the slope of one of the hills that make up the coast. Through the glazed walls of the veranda, separated from the hall only by a symbolic step and open panels, the bay and the sea barge standing there surrounded by buoys were clearly visible. The boom of her crane, now gradually picking out slings fixed around a stone the size of a small room, was wound over the port side.

On a single mast above the bridge of the ship was raised the international flag signal "Attention! The diver is working!"

...Last time, we sailed on as many as two barges, and with a dredger, and there were two boats... And sho? They fiddled and fiddled, the floodlights were shining, all the shrimps were scared for three days... and all the same, one of their tubs went to the bottom.

Taro, who did not want to think about the strangeness of his employer at all, rubbed his cheek with his thumb and pointed to the ship lowering into the open hold, a boulder glistening in the sun, seemingly so miniature from here, with large drops of water falling from it.

"They're shipping the fourth one now..."

"The fifth one," Grandpa prompted.

Here's a diamond eye! Here they are, the villagers, they seem to be chatting, but they notice everything around them! The desire to feed some kind of rubbish to a pesky and distrustful Xi, who was ready to torture Tarot for half a day with stupid questions for twenty, interspersed with complaints about life, turned out to be completely unbearable. So why not repeat it for the kids?

Taro pointedly looked around and leaned over to the owner of the diner. He also looked around and repeated the client's movement.

"That, oji-san, is just silence, I didn't say that..."

Grandfather swore by the Buddha that he would be as mute as the grave!

"In short, the employers themselves don't say anything like that, but I listened to the kids they brought with them..."

"Fi, I found someone to listen to. They probably haven't even started high school yet..."

"Maybe they didn't, but they have camera equipment with them for the price of half our galoshes..."

"You're lying!"

"If you don't believe it, look for yourself. Cameras, these flying machines, computers, a satellite dish..."

"And is it expensive? Yes, my brother-in-law has a satellite dish, and he didn't go broke."

"Okay, okay, like a quarter of a barge..."

"Well, don't pull it off!"

"Well, in short, this little thing will be like making a movie for school. With such big and fancy cameras, yeah, yeah."

"Why use studio cameras for school cinema?"

"Tc! I told you: As if!"

"I figured it out. But really?"

"But in fact, these kids are the children of the cameramen of the Toho Studio crew..."

"You're all lying."

"You're lying! What do you think the operator kids are becoming?"

"Did they tell you that themselves?"

"No, I kind of heard it when they were talking to each other..."

"You're all lying!"

"If you don't like it, don't listen..."

"Okay, okay, no offense. Come on... кампай! And then what?"

"Farther... Okay, go ahead... What am I talking about... ah! Shooting! So, an engineer from a company, maybe Fuji, or maybe Toyota, invented a walking crane. It seems like a promising thing, but maybe not... so we decided to try it out. If it works well, you can immediately invest money in advertising and production, and if it doesn't work well, then no one will guess..."

"You're drunk, I see. Some kind of faucet... Like flying saucers, by God."

"No one should find out that way, I say!"

"Did you find out?"

"Yes, I listened there, I looked here..."

"Well, a faucet and a faucet, that's what. What's secret? You can also arrange normal tests. Even better!"

"Yes, one of the employees made a reservation that this thing looks like something military, like a giant robot or something... I think maybe they want to sell it to the soldiers, and it's not a crane at all?"

"You're definitely drunk, come here, take a breath. Come by tonight. Otherwise, everyone here is their own, it's boring without new faces!"

...Needless to say, by evening the whole village knew that a terribly secret test of a new experimental weapon of the Self-Defense Forces would be conducted under the guise of bottom work? Just shhh! Otherwise, the damned Yankees will find out and put the prime minister back with cancer... It's not good...