Chapter 113 Forced by Life

To a certain extent, the mechanical factory is like a powerful incarnation, and its breath seems to be like the breath of the Greek god of war. It can be seen that those large factories with thousands of rumbling machines actually symbolize the power of the country and the source of the same national power.

In contrast, the machine factory of the industrial company is very simple. The windows of more than a dozen large warehouses are illuminated with electric lights, and the roar of the machine is the only sound in the factory.

Go to a relatively simple office, where there are only a few young industrial school interns who doze off on some books. In several windows covered by curtains, a bright light flashed. The office is decorated with soft-toned and very beautiful furniture, and a basket of blooming hychinth flowers exudes a strong fragrance.

This is not like an office, but a little like a small living room. In fact, this is Shi Si's office and his living room. Even his bed is behind the screen. The concept of taking the factory as home can be fully reflected in him. In the past week, he has carried out all-round production and management of the factory. Adjusting and shaving those management that follow the old French style, the production efficiency will naturally be improved.

In the past week, the most important work of the company has been to formulate a set of standardized manuals for products and components, fully realize the principle of replacement of products and tool accessories, as well as the standardization and standardization of raw materials, and strive to realize these principles in the organization of production to achieve large-scale production of products. .

And today, he is in front of Carl? The so-called military expert of Trona was enraged.

"Mr. Chen, I think you must dismiss Mr. Trona!"

"Why is this?"

Chen Moran, with a smile, asked rhetorically.

"He is wasting your precious money!"

"Oh!"

Holding a box in his hand, Shi Si handed it to Chen Moran. He looked at it and saw that it was the box of the Mauser rifle.

"A month ago, your military workshop just started to produce Mosin rifles. This kind of rifle is very simple, but Mr. Troner asked to adjust the machine to produce a Moser rifle, okay! Maybe he has his own reasons, but the Mauser box is made of molded forgings. Processing about 2kg of forgings into a box of less than 0.5kg has to go through hundreds of processing processes. How many working hours and costs will be added to one box alone?

"The scale of this military workshop is very small. The difference between the production of a Mosinna dry rifle and the production of a Mauser rifle is only two or three yuan, but what if it is mass-scale production? Mr. Chen!"

Chen silently looked at the somewhat excited Shi Si.

"A few years ago, the General Ordnance Department of Russia allocated 80.5 million rubles to demand the production of 3.3 million Mosineran rifles, of which only 41 million were directly for production costs, and the rest was for the purchase of equipment, that is, the cost of each gun was 12 rubles and 42 goby, but the production cost of Mauser rifles in the same period was 48. .5 marks, converted into silver, the former is only a little more than 6 taels, while the latter needs nearly 14 taels. One gun can buy two, which is more than enough!"

Shi Si took a deep breath and stared at Chen Moran. He had never asked about the use of this small arsenal, but just did his job, although he knew that private engineering factories were not allowed in Tangshan.

"You mean, the gap between the two can be more than doubled? You're sure!"

Chen Moran looked at Shi Si with some surprise. Shi Si nodded and added with great certainty.

"Mr. Chen, please trust my professional level!"

Shi Si didn't know what kind of waves his words caused in Chen Moran's heart. When training was the most expensive time. I'm afraid it was when the army was built. When the army was built, everything was blank. The most expensive thing was the purchase of weapons. If you can really save half of the money on the rifle and use the rest of the money to buy a machine gun, you will have a concern at the same time.

"Nian Tang, but caliber, our bullet equipment is raw..."

"Regrating the caliber, it's a very simple job! I have redesigned the bow and bore size of the rifle!"

"Then do what you say!"

After telling, Chen Moran looked at the time and sat up from the sofa. When he walked to the door, he stopped again.

"In addition... Now that the caliber has been changed, it's better for the bullet to follow the pointed warhead I designed!"

When he walked out of the factory, listening to the roar of the machine in his ear, Chen Moran smiled. When he was most short of money, a way to save money was put in front of him. Didn't God give him a chance to expand the army? At least expand the army of one brigade this time!

In the former rice field, there are rows of rectangular bamboo sheds, with a door open at each end, separated by grain mats in the middle, stone as columns, bamboo poles as beams, and bamboo pieces are paved on both sides, leaving a long passage in the middle. The bamboo pieces tied with bamboo pieces as a wall, and the roof is covered with straw. Such a room is just right to live in. In the same class.

The cold north wind, wrapped in cold rain, rushed straight from north to south. The straw on the wall rustled in the wind and rain, swaying left and right. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew, and the bamboo pole was pressed and bent down. Some of the close bamboo poles would suddenly bounce off, making a loud "pop" sound. The tight grass house sobbed and trembled in the cold wind, and from time to time a sharp roar. The second cold wave since the beginning of winter has unbridledly showed its power with an unbeatable momentum.

In the past, people who first came here to save trouble will finish the mat. Those who are careful will cut bamboo from the mountain, cut it into bamboo pieces, and lay their own buns more densely. Then when there is still straw in the ground, they will get straw to make the bed thicker. Naturally, they were careful at the beginning, in exchange for this time. The enjoyment of living in a class of grass huts, some people sleep well, but some curled up and huddled up in the quilt.

The piercing north wind is blocked by the straw wall, but it will always blow in. Wu Shenglan, who slept against the door, was woken up by the cold. He had slept for seven or eight hours and had been frozen for nearly an hour. If it hadn't been warmer in the quilt, I'm afraid he would have got up long ago.

When I left my hometown in northern Anhui, although everyone guessed that the work on the iron ore site was not as labor-saving as that in the field, everyone still seemed very relaxed. When they were on the boat, they gathered together, talked and joked to their heart's content. But when I got here, I knew that the work here was heavier than I thought.

After passing through the Huaihe River and entering the Yangtze River through the Grand Canal, when they arrived at the construction site of Ma'anshan Iron Factory, the big guys were first divided into a class of eleven people, 49 people were divided into a team, and ten teams were divided into a large team. Then another half a month of training, teaching people to walk and line up all day long. The sticks that can't stand in line and can't walk well wave up without saying anything.

At that time, Wu Shenglan still hated those instructors who carried sticks, but he didn't go to the construction site until half a month later. The following day even made him miss being hit by a stick during training. There were exactly three brigades in a district team. Each brigade worked for six hours in a row, and then rested for ten times. Two hours, four shifts from day to night. You can work for 12 hours a day, and you are not allowed to ask for leave.

"Oh!"

Rubbing the soil and pressing the stone, Wu Shenglan sighed. Like other people, he also wanted to leave, but he was reluctant to leave this place. There were some bad places, but there were also good ones.

The canvas coat on the body has been worn for two months without abrasive, which is not only strong but also windshield. Moreover, there is also a canteen here. As long as the time for work and work arrives, there must be food to eat. Before work, a meal of white rice is enough, and after work, you can eat as much as possible. There are two meals with meat in the four meals. This is said to others, in the words of others.

In addition to being tired, it's more right than the rich man's food.

"Du!"

Reciting the good time here, the whistle of the worker sounded. The people who were still in the quilt almost quickly put on a cotton-padded jacket and cotton-padded trousers after hearing the whistle. The work here is hard, the food is good, and the pay is high, but there are many corresponding rules. The whistle of the work is ringing, there is a bag of cigarettes to wash their faces, and the slow captain's stick. Zi will hit his buttocks, not to mention that he will be in the back of the meal, and he will definitely not be in the second round.

It's just a blink of an eye. The people who were still asleep took the spoon of the rice bowl one by one and pounded out of the shed. As soon as they went out, they directly filled a basin of water in the rice basin. First, they rinsed their mouths hard, and then directly poured the cold water on the towel and squeaked their faces twice, even if it was washed.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

Ma Youcai, who was walking in front of him, knocked on the rice bowl very loudly as he walked, looking happy. He walked to the door at the other end of the bamboo shed and shouted inside.

"It's time for dinner! If it's too late, I can't eat!"

"Dog said, who didn't listen! Why are you talking so loudly?

"I'm afraid you didn't hear it. This year, I changed my meals, fried radishes, and large pieces of braised meat.

Ma Youcai was not annoyed at all, and said with a smile.

"I haven't eaten such delicious braised pork for a long time. At the last meal, I got up late and ate two pieces. No matter what I did today, I had to eat three pieces of it. Such a big piece of meat can't be eaten by the landlord during the Spring Festival!"

He said excitedly, with a happy light in his eyes.

"You eat like this and rush back. After finishing this work, you still eat the northwest wind!"

A fellow countryman next to him asked him with wide eyes.

"Eat it first. It's better to starve to death after eating meat than to starve to death without eating! Let's go. If it's late, the braised meat will be gone.

Ma Youcai urged and said. Although they shouted at each other, it seemed to be messy, but when they went to dinner, they all lined up in shifts and queues. Wu Shenglan, who took the rice bowl, followed everyone to the canteen.

"Dog said, these black skins are so comfortable!"

When he walked to the breakfast hall, Ma Youcai looked at the mine protection teams in black military uniforms standing on the cage in the past, scolding, but his face was full of envy.

"Six yuan a month is now in the ocean! Just patrol here with a gun on your back. It's like we're exhausted. It's only four and a half yuan a month!"

"Don't be better than their day. You can try to run 30 miles in the morning and evening with 40 pounds of bricks on your back! We do hard work, and they do hard work. If there are bandits, they have to carry it! At that time, if you can't point it out, you will lose your last name.

Wu Shenglan has nothing to envy. His father was in the Huai Army. Although he could have two or three taels of silver left in a month when he was a soldier, and he had set up more than a dozen mu of land in his family in a few years, he later lost his life in Liaodong. At that time, he was young, and my family supported his own, and his family, which was able to live a good life, was defeated. Is it the Huai army or some kind of mine protection team? If you lose your last name, everything will be gone.

The two bunches of dead noodles were filled with a pot of radish vegetables and a large piece of braised meat. After a while, they finished eating, and then drank a large pot of porridge. The rice was delicious and fragrant, so they had to go to work. The captains' whistle almost sounded as soon as they wiped their mouths. A gust of wind roared and swept over, blowing the bamboo hat on Wu Shenglan's head. He straightened the bamboo hat and subconsciously pulled his clothes. His canvas cotton-padded jacket is still wearing a piece of clothes made of broken sacks. This dress looks extremely rough and simple. The wide body is connected to two wide sleeves, and the front is sewn with several pairs of tapes that can be tied, that's all. Although this sack of clothes looks ugly, it is very popular for some men who suffer from torn clothes and can't ment mend them. They are dirty and too lazy to wash them.

This sack of clothes is dirty-resistant and warm. It is almost useless. It can withstand light rain for a while. And there is no need to spend any money. You can see broken sacks everywhere on this construction site. Make a broken sack and cut and sew by yourself, and it will become a piece of clothes.

I don't know who invented this dress. For a while, those newcomers on the construction site will also imitate one. Not only do they not think it is ugly, but it becomes a sign. In the territory of Ma'anshan, as long as he wears sack clothes, he knows that he is a laborer working on the mine or iron factory site without asking.

After working for several hours, the once warm body cooled down. Wu Shenglan only felt that the sacks wet with rain on her body looked cold and heavy, and she was very hungry. After that meal, he kept carrying stones and was attacked by the wind and rain.

But he didn't dare to stop at all. Looking at those people who were also working hard, he didn't dare to stop for a moment. The cowhide whip in the captain's hand next to him did not recognize people. He was lazy, and the whole class was punished. After the punishment, he waited for work. The big guy could lie lazily and take it with him when he gasped. It hurts.

After Wu Shenglan, who was cold, tired and hungry, untied the stones, carried the pole on his shoulder and walked back.

"Look, what is that?"

Ma Youcai suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pointed to the people of the mine protection team who were posting notices in the distance.

On the side of the wall stood a soldier of the mine protection team. He was accompanied by another gun, holding a large piece of notice in his hand. He posted a notice on the wall with a paste and a brush in one hand. After the notice was posted, the two left.

Although everyone wants to know what kind of notice they posted, the half-foot-long cowhide whip in the captain's hand is not a decoration. Although they are curious, Wu Shenglan and Ma Youcai, who are wet and cold, still continue to work. The basket of the two ends of the poles weigh more than a hundred catties. The stone is pressed on the shoulder, which only makes people's shoulders sore and painful, and it won't hurt if it hurts beyond the head.

It's raining. In the fog of winter rain, the construction site of Ma'anshan Iron and Steel Factory, in addition to the towering iron frame, there are more workers walking around in the rain like ants, and the originally small rain is getting heavy again. The rain and the heavy footsteps of ant-like workers turned the muddy roads on the ground into puddles.

I don't know how long it took, but finally the captains' whistle sounded. After six hours of continuous work, Wu Shenglan, who was about to fall off, just wanted to leave, but was pulled by Ma Youcai.

"Go of Lan, let's go and see what's written on the notice!"

With him pulling like this, the two squeezed to the notice and stood fixed. Wu Shenglan gently rubbed her shoulders with her hands to relieve the swelling and soreness a few times, but now someone had read the notice on the wall.

"... Today, the mine in the factory area is said to be big, but the number of people with unclean hands and feet has increased, and there is a danger of banditry outside. After the company's decision, we are now recruiting 500 teams from the mining team. Strong and loyal farmers are preferred, and scholars are preferred!"

He didn't believe it. It was not until he saw the words on the wet straw paper that he believed that it was true.

"Brother Lan, look at the recruitment of this mine protection team. This bitterness is finally over!"

"With your bones, you can hit ten with one punch!"

As soon as he spoke, a man who was more than six feet tall next to him raised his sandbag-sized fist with a smile.

"Humph!"

Ma Youcai hummed, and his right hand patted the wet sack on his body, but his thin face showed some pride.

"You rude man didn't see it written on the notice. Is the reader the priority? Although Ma is not as strong as you, he has also been to Mengxue. Brother Lan Xin is a talented person. How can he compare with such a rude person as you!"

At this time, Ma Youcai still looked shabby, with the words Wu Shenglan on his face, not to mention, and even raised his chin.

"Brother Lan Xin, this is an opportunity!"

After leaving the notice, Ma Youcai began to persuade Wu Shenglan to come.

"Not to mention six yuan a month, I don't include my own food and clothing. This money is enough to support five or six people!"

Seeing that Wu Shenglan was still rubbing his shoulders there, Ma Youcai sighed heavily.

"Brother Lan Xin, although you and I are reading the sage book, now we are forced by life to become such a field, if..."

When Ma Youcai was there, Wu Shenglan didn't listen to a word, such as the sage book and the virtuosity of a scholar. In his eyes, there may be no hot meal in his eyes, otherwise he would not have followed the villagers to work in this mine.

Six yuan a month!

If you can't say it, it's false, but Wu Shenglan still has his concerns. Every time he thinks of his father who doesn't know what to do, he dares not be the grain.

"This place is a mine protection team. It's not the grain of the imperial court, or the bandits are coming. When the foreign guns are bombarded, the bandits will naturally disperse!"

It seems to be the same! Six yuan is enough for a family to eat, not to mention that there is still some left for my younger brother to study, so that he can get a reputation in the future.

"It's better than this place!"

Thinking so, Wu Shenglan hesitated and nodded.

"Try it after dinner!"

After saying this, he walked to the canteen with a large group of hungry workers. In the camp, the electric light covered with an iron lampshade was on, which looked dim and dim in the morning light. The workers who went to eat had all kinds of thoughts after reading the notice, all looking eager to try.

(to be continued)