Chapter 112 The most depressed expert in history

"Cruthless and ruthless, with a bottom line, not raised! This is my army!"

Until after getting off the boat, Chen Moran, who had been in the carriage, finally squeezed out a smile on his face.

More than ten people were injured, which was expected, but what was unexpected happened to be the "little thing" after the end of the battle, and that little thing was exactly what Chen Moran expected.

"At least they still have some bottom line!"

When he said this sentence, somehow, Xiao Qianjin couldn't help thinking that if it hadn't been for someone who failed to attack those women and children, or that the sneak attack turned into a strong attack, they might really kill all the people in the bandit's cave as originally planned.

Why burn the house! Maybe it's just to destroy something.

"A total of more than 3,000 taels of silver were paid, plus more than 40 taels of gold, gold jewelry, and more than a dozen broken guns. When the pirates did this, it was long time for them to wash themselves and jump into the sea!"

Thinking that the poor seizure was not even enough to pay the foreign instructor, Chen Moran couldn't help complaining.

"Yes, why don't you reward the soldiers?"

"Why do you want to reward?"

Xiao Yu's question is only exchanged for a rhetorical question.

"It is the tradition of the [***] team to reward the seized materials after the war!"

Although he said so, Xiao Yuren stared at Chen Moran.

"That's the old army, that is, the Beiyang Army trained by Yuan Shikai. It only provides food and accommodation in wartime. Usually, soldiers need to pay for food and accommodation by their own salary, so the food and meals are automatically exempted in the middle of the salary. In addition, there is a 30% discount for various names. Of course, in contrast, this kind of old army needs to start-up fees and post-war rewards. Just like the King of Qin in various places last year, some provinces can take out the opening fee and go to King of Qin. Some provinces can't afford it, so they stay there. During the Opium War, the speed of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to mobilize troops was slower than that of Britain from the mainland. Why, silver! The opening fee, the Green Battalion soldiers need, and the bird soldiers of the Eight Banners also need to transfer troops from Shaanxi. If they can't get the money locally, they have to send the money from the capital or other provinces first. After paying the opening fee, they will leave. Can this kind of army fight?"

Chen Moran's words will be full of contempt. The army of a country bargains with the country even in the war. It is impossible for the army to fight at all.

"In the modern armies of Europe and the United States, there is no such thing at all, or even there is no possibility. In the modern army, the military is bound to provide food and accommodation, but in contrast, it is impossible to have such a fee. At most, you can give some marching miscellaneous branches when you set out. When you give orders, you will have to move. Relying on that little reward to make people work? Just kidding, Wei Yang, you are a military student. Tell me, what is the root of the army's combat effectiveness?

"The power of the army lies in the quality of soldiers, the strict discipline, and the potential of the army, which is based on the training of officer corps education!"

When answering Chen Moran's question, Xiao Yuren did not hesitate at all. When he was studying at the Virginia Military Academy, his teacher repeated this sentence countless times in class, and naturally he remembered it in his bones.

"In an army strengthened by military discipline, the important thing is to train soldiers' reading ability and sense of responsibility. Military discipline should not kill a surname, but should develop a surname. Military discipline should guide everyone to abandon their selfish thoughts, be neat and uniform, and move towards a goal. This goal is to win.

Chen Moran nodded. Although he didn't know that Xiao Yu's words came from where, that's the truth.

"Yes! This is the difference between the modern army and the old army. The army we want to train is a real modern army, not only the modernization of weapons. Soldiers do not need to understand why they fight, but officers must understand that officers are the soul of the army, and military discipline is the bone marrow of the army. As you said, military discipline We should guide everyone to abandon their selfish thoughts, be neat and uniform, and move towards a goal. This goal is victory. In this process, the removal of the officers to command them is to supervise the implementation of military discipline. Today, Wei Ze did a good job. If he didn't kill those two people, our military discipline would become a decoration. It took five months to carve into their bones, and it would immediately disperse, so I said that the implementation of military discipline lies in Be strict!"

Speaking of this, Chen Muran leaned against the back of the chair again. He didn't sleep all night, but he looked a little tired.

"In those years, Yue Jiajun froze to death and did not tear down the house, starved to death and did not plunder. Did he say that he could do it? No! The play said that the Yue family marched through the village and slept by the roadside at night. The people invited them into the house, but no one was willing to go in. It's not that no one is willing to enter, but that no one dares to enter! If you go in, you will lose your head! Hundreds of years of enslavement have made the people here insensitive. For them, don't ask them to understand what justice and what nation they are. They can join the army for various purposes, but to become soldiers, they must rely on the most stringent military discipline to restrain them, manage them, and use military discipline to force them to go to war. As for Why fight? Now the officers just know it! ...Hmm! It's time for our army to be expanded!"

The north wind blows, and the shivers!

Standing on the road on the bank of the Huangpu River, in the cold wind blowing from the north, he shrank his shoulders and swung all over his body. His upper teeth were frozen and knocked on his lower teeth. His face was purple-blue, and his nose flowed down Shi Si's nostrils.

"Each... call to death... Xiao...Xiao Too!"

He scolded the thief who stole his luggage. Shi Si ran two steps, but his stomach sounded like a drum. It's not terrible to be robbed of his luggage. The terrible thing is that there is still a friend's contact address in the luggage. Is it easy to find someone in such a big place as Shanghai?

Ten days!

Shi Si verified with his feet that it was really not easy to find someone in Shanghai, but it was not easy. By the way, his wallet was stolen again, not to mention that he was kicked out of the hotel. In the end, even his coat was detained by the hotel and rushed to the street.

"These people don't even have any sympathy!"

When sighing for his miserable fate, Shi Si couldn't help but feel annoyed that these compatriots were unsympathetic, regardless of the fact that he was driven out after six days of unpaid rent.

"Hmm!"

After freezing for two days, Shi Si has practiced the ability to inhale with one hand, and the snot will flow back. This is not the case. It's just a breath, and it will return to its original position. Shi Si, who hadn't eaten for two days and was hungry, rubbed his stomach from time to time to make himself more comfortable.

"Good intentions! Uncle...Poor! Poor me, my little beggar..."

I was thinking about looking at a few mouthfuls of water to drink, but there was a singing sound on the street. Following the sound, a little beggar in a broken cotton-padded jacket was kneeling on the steps and humming. When he was singing, it was not a group of people who threw two copper coins in front of the beggar, and suddenly Shi Si's eyes lit up.

"This...this is also useful!"

Two copper plates, you can buy a pancake!

Thinking so, the fragrant pancake flew to his eyes like a wing, swaying in front of his eyes. People can do anything when they are hungry. The ** of the pancake is obviously more attractive and more realistic than the roast chicken. It's all without thinking. Shi Si opened his mouth and learned to sing.

"—......%—¥..."

The bird's words on the street only stunned passers-by. No one could understand what he was saying in Cantonese. It was just that some women looked at him, but covered their mouths and smiled.

"Is my voice a little low?"

After singing twice and seeing that no one paid attention to him, Shi Si muttered in his heart and found out something wrong.

"—...¥—"

The Cantonese song from outside the restaurant only stunned Chen Moran, who was talking with Xiao Yanren about military expansion. When he turned his head casually, he saw a "two devils" standing on the sidewalk through the window. The man on the street was wearing a wrinkled thin suit. It was strange that he was not freezing to death in this twelfth lunar day. But this person The dress made him look at it.

"This man is a little interesting!"

After he understood what he was drinking, Chen Moran couldn't help laughing. A scene in the movie of later generations came to his mind. The man was shivering with cold and singing the beggar song.

"Ji Liang..."

The habitual shouting made Chen Moran gloomy, and Zhu Jialiang was sent by him to protect Ji Li.

"Young master!"

Ma Xiaoliu came over from outside the private room.

"Please invite that person in and make him a bowl of hot rice!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Although it seems a little ridiculous to see his hands and feet, this person who cut his braids, wears a suit, and speaks Cantonese. Except for those who have stayed abroad, who will do this? It seems that he doesn't know what happened."

Chen Moran's explanation obviously could not satisfy Xiao Yiren. Xiao Yiren, who understood his temper, naturally knew that the reason why he invited this person naturally had his intention. Looking at the man walking into the house happily, Xiao Zhijin couldn't help raising his eyebrows. I'm afraid that the industrial company would add another person.

"Thank you!"

Shi Si, who spoke Cantonese, thanked while sighing that there were still many good people in the world. He followed Ma Xiaoliu into the restaurant. Although the hotel did not have heating, the room still made him feel some warmth. When he saw Ma Xiaoliu walking to the private room by the window, he quickly followed him. As soon as he entered the private room, he looked When the two gentlemen came to the room, they knew that the two gentlemen called themselves in.

"Thank you, sir!"

Although he tried his best to speak Mandarin, he still couldn't hide his strong Cantonese accent.

"No, everyone has a difficult time!"

He looked up at the hair exposed under the cap and looked messy. He was looking at himself with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of joy. He pointed to a bowl of hot soup noodles on the table in front of him.

"Where, the meal is ready for you. Look at your frozen food. Hurry up and drink something hot!"

"This way, sir, please!"

Shi Si, who was not waiting, said thank you, and Ma Xiaoliu, who was standing next to him, stretched out his discerning hand and pulled the chair away at the same time.

Sitting at the table and smelling the fragrance of the rice in front of him, his heart was full of the moving Shi Si, rolling down his cheeks with tears. So much so that he couldn't stop crying during the meal. Shi Si, who was already very hungry, cleaned up a large bowl of shredded pork noodles.

Shi Si, who had eaten, got up and walked to Chen Moran. First, he looked down, then pressed his right hand with his left hand, hid his hand in his sleeve, raised his forehead, bowed 90 degrees, and then got up. At the same time, his hand raised his eyebrows again, and then put his hand down.

"Thank you for your meal!"

His courtesy made Chen Moran and Xiao Yuren surprised. This courtesy was a little inconsistent with the current etiquette, as if with the legacy of the previous dynasty.

"I'm afraid you're not from the Qing Dynasty!"

"Mr. Hui's words, my surname is Shi Ming Si, and I'm also from Nanyang Shi Lat!"

Shi Si was arrogant and stunned when he spoke. This expression fell in Chen Moran's eyes, remembered it in his heart, and then looked at Xiao Liu. Shi Si's height was about the same as Xiao Liu's.

"Little Six!"

"Young master!"

"Take off your coat!"

When he stood up and took the coat taken off by Ma Xiaoliu, Chen Moran put the coat on his left arm, but took a few yuan from Ma Xiaoliu with his right hand.

"Everyone is in trouble. Now it's cold outside. Please take this coat and take it back."

At this time, Chen Moran's face is full of sincerity, and he looks like a good person.

Looking at the coat and money, Shi Si smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Shi Si Xie's kindness for a meal, if I take this coat and money again, I'm afraid..."

The door of the restaurant was pushed open again, and the cold wind blew and Shi Si couldn't help shivering again. Then he lowered his head and didn't say anything. After a while, he looked up at the gentleman in front of him, who didn't know his name.

"Mr!"

Looking up at the gentleman who gave himself a bowl of rice and a piece of clothes, Shi Si hesitated for a moment before saying.

"I don't know what you are doing?"

"Sir, don't get me wrong. After Shi Si got off the ship, he lost his luggage first, and then lost his wallet. There is no place for Shi Si in Shanghai. I'm afraid I have to repay him with my strength!"

The words were beautiful, but Shi Si muttered in his heart that he was no longer hungry and cold. The entourage of this man's clothes showed his identity, and he followed him to eat for a while.

"Oh! I'm silently opening a factory, and I'm still building a house by the way. I don't know what my husband will do!"

and Xiao Yuliang smiled at each other, and Chen Moran asked curiously.

"Do you want to build a house?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Shi Si's face showed some resentment.

"To be honest, Mr. Shi Si studied in Germany and the United States for 12 years, studied machinery and gun manufacturing in Germany, and then studied factory management!"

Shi Si, who was a little discouraged, didn't notice the surprise on the faces of Chen Moran and Xiao Yuren.

"Mr. Shi Si, you are from Nanyang. I don't know why you came to Shanghai again!"

When he spoke, Chen Moran stretched out his hand and made a request.

"Sir, Tangshan has been doing foreign affairs for decades, and has bought millions of foreign guns and cannons. To this day, it is still far behind Europe and the United States. Humanity is not as good as human beings, and science and technology are not advocated, but what Tangshan is really inferior is not science and technology. Even if it is not as good as it is, in decades. It's easy to catch up. The biggest problem is not science and technology, but management technology, which is the most important reason."

Hearing his question, Shi Si showed arrogance when he answered.

"That is, in the new years, it has introduced science and technology and is committed to military industry. It is still in technology, not management, but the military industry management is far better than that of China, which is the best. Shi Si studied in Germany 12 years ago. He was no different. He learned machinery and gun manufacturing, supplemented in chemical engineering, and then studied factory management in the United States and studied factory scientific management law in the United States.

Shi Si's words made Chen Moran and Xiao Yuren smile on their faces. This man obviously returned to China to show what he had learned. Before Chen Moran could speak, Xiao Yuren asked first.

"In your opinion, what is the mistake of the Chinese military industry!"

"Weapons are messy, and there is no standardization! Each factory is in its own way, and it is reduced to the profit of the founder, not the military industry of the country!"

"Oh, even if you know this, why did you go back to Tangshan!"

Chen Moran asked rhetorically, but drank the tea in the cup.

"Shi Si, although the world lives in the southern ocean, all the blood in his body is the blood of Tangshan. Now, the national power is here, Shi Si just wants to do his best to save...!"

Shi Si's face was a little helpless, and somehow he said what he wanted in his heart.

"Shi Si's family did not agree with this trip. His father once said that Han'er was a captive minister. Shi Si said that he would not accept the court, but he just wanted to let the people here lose a few taels of silver!"

"It's rare to have such a mind!"

Chen Moran nodded and praised. This man is a little like a returned overseas Chinese. From his words, it can be seen that if the Shi Si family is not surprised, it should be said that the "family of the remains of the ministers" are all the Ming Dynasty who did not want to shave their hair and fled to Nanyang after the death of the Ming Dynasty.

"Mr. Shi, if you can change the Manchu arsenal as you wish, then if, when the Han people in Tangshan rise up for national liberation, the Manchu army will use the weapons of Mr. Shi's factory to suppress the civilian army, what should you do!"

Shi Si's eyes stared, and his lips seemed to hesitate, but a few seconds later, there was some determination in his eyes.

"If as the gentleman said, when it comes, Shi Si will destroy the factory!"

His words only made Chen Moran smile.

"Mr. Shi, you say this, I'm afraid that no one in the Qing Dynasty dares to use you as a military expert!"

He smiled awkwardly, but Shi Si continued.

"This is to say to the gentleman. I don't think it will come out. In addition, Shi Si's graduation certificate has been thrown away with the luggage. Otherwise, Shi Si will not be called a liar by Yu Lianyuan General Office of Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau and will be bombarded out of the office!"

The smile on his face was closed, and his eyes were slightly fixed on the Shi Si. Chen Moran said slowly.

"What if there is another arsenal that dares to use you?"

"If you don't have a graduation certificate, what factory dares to use me!"

Shi Si shook his head. The factories in the Qing Dynasty were not as good as those in Europe and the United States. In Europe and the United States, they only asked about their ability, not what school they graduated from. If so, how could he have been reduced himself to this? Originally, he had thought of looking for a job in a foreign country, but although the people in the foreign country agreed with his English and German, they were half of his officials. The Chinese language is unacceptable.

"If you don't try, how can you know that no arsenal dares to use you!"

Chen Moran aggravated the word soldier, and then looked at this man. Now his arsenal is in need of an engineering expert, that is, he can accept an engineer who was expelled from the Mauser factory as the director, so he dares to use him as the factory director, as long as he can prove himself. As for the graduation certificate, his graduation certificate comes from there. .

(to be continued)