After reading Song Ziwen's instructions, Jin Batian frowned. He was not afraid that Yan Laoxi would cross his own products. For example, domestic Czech light machine guns, crude steel barrels, quenching, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, are there any, and are there any, when the barrel is hot? Of course, domestic military factories must first solve the problem of existence and non-existence.

Jin Batian, the Taiyuan Arsenal, also knows a little bit. After Yan Laoxi came to power again in the Central Plains War, there were more than 10,000 workers, and they could produce about dozens of cannons (including mortars), thousands of various guns, thousands of shells, and millions of bullets in a month. That's it. The monthly output is not as good as Jin Batian's one day's output, and the quality is even less than that of Jin Batian. The wages of more than 10,000 workers and the cost of purchasing materials remain high.

I think Yan Laoxi has never seen a fully automated assembly line, plus robots and robots. After taking him around, Yan Laoxi will also sell the factory and fire workers to join the army that buys arms. Now Nanjing has the largest production capacity of Gongxian Arsenal and Hanyang Arsenal in its hands. Yes, because Jin Batian did not open a single production line for grenades, the National Government handed over the production task of this one million ** grenade to Gongxian Arsenal and Hanyang Arsenal. This technology is mature and the profit is not large. Jin Batian does not want to get involved in this area.

In addition to grenades, the two arsenals in Nanjing are also manufacturing bullets and shells, Maxim heavy machine guns, mortars, war defense artillery, Qiwushan cannons, etc. These are not prepared for the Central Army, but for the pro-Central Army forces, that is, the troops are prepared in addition to the list of reorganized divisions.

These two arsenals also face the disadvantages of low production capacity, high cost, and backward technology. However, as long as Nanjing has a list, these two arsenals can survive, even if they are built with all mines and mines.

Originally, Jin Batian didn't want Yan Laoxi to make such a hard time, but he couldn't say this when he said that. How could this master be a model governor? Then again, Taiyuan Arsenal has trained tens of thousands of workers over the years, which is worthy of recognition from this point of view. After the Republic of China, a worker is nothing. He can always give up disciples for a few years, and he can catch a lot of talent markets. But now skilled workers are treasures, with a salary of twenty or thirty yuan a month, and the dividends of his body are collected every year, and there are gifts on the four seasons and eight festivals.

It is not possible to strike. The Zhongtian family is different from foreign companies. After the worker becomes a disciple, he can get a dividend every year. This is also the tradition left by the Zhongtian family for thousands of years to run shops and workshops. His worker is a small boss or a member of the director. Why should he not be able to get along with himself?

Seeing that Jin Batian's face was unstable, Adjutant Yan quickly took out a magical artifact that was invincible: "Brother Jin, don't worry, you won't miss this. This is a little bit of your intention. When the things are in place, there will be another one."

Jin Batian took a secret look. Yan Laoxi was so big, and he was as big as 100,000 oceans. Of course, for ordinary people, how could I be confused by millions of millions a day by millions? Jin Batian quickly returned the red envelope: "Brothers are revolutionary soldiers, so they can't do it."

Adjutant Yan thought to himself, if you are a revolutionary soldier, you will not come to drink wine (Cai E is caught in the gun).

One of the two people must send it out, and the other firmly refused to accept it. This made the two girls who retreated into the next room and peeked at it and thought that these two people were crazy. It was a check. I secretly saw the Anhuaer with a face value and felt that her heart was about to jump out. This was a hundred thousand ocean. My father sold him into this fire pit for only 150 yuan ocean.

The young guest from Yanjing Middle School that I picked up the day before yesterday seemed to be called Yin Shenxia's hand. It took three seconds for the first time, six seconds for the second time, and nine seconds for the third time (Yin Shenxia's coach will definitely say that his grades are steadily improving), and in the end, it was only ten yuan for him (the hospital took the big head), which was the fastest time for him to make money. The recovery time for Yin Shenxia only took three minutes. Just based on this time and price, Yin Shenxia also had to do 30,000 times (provided that Yin Shenxia must have this wealth and body), which took five hundred hours. But these two people actually had a dispute over giving up the money.

Finally, Jin Batian had no choice but to make a harsh statement: "Brother Yan, I am very happy to invite me to dinner today. Don't you worry about this matter. Isn't this a note from Minister Song? I will definitely hurry up and handle it for you. This is not large, right? But you insist on letting my brother accept this. Brother, I can only send this thing to the Peking Military Law Department."

Speaking of this, Adjutant Yan had to put away the checks. The two of them called back the girls to continue to drink tea and vinegar. After Adjutant Yan brought the woman next to him out, Jin Batian asked the dark flower sitting on his lap: "Do you know Guanyin is sitting in the lotus?"

An Huaer said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a woman who is on the throne? What's the difficulty?"

"Do you know that this woman has four postures to go up to the top. Come on, it's useless to just talk. Let's practice it."

After some drill, Jin Batian left Shanglin Xian Pavilion. Both times were invited. There was no need to spend anything, but in the end, Jin Batian gave a reward of less than ten yuan. It was not easy for them to twist and scream. Of course, it was considered professional ethics without installing wood in this industry.

Jin Batian still respects Jin Batian, a practitioner in the meat industry. In Jin Batian's opinion, they have no distinction between high and low, and those who sell their physical strength and mental strength. Everyone makes money by their ability - don't think that one leg can make money, even the kiln sister who deals with the coolie must call her twice. Whether these professional players in the advanced guild halls of the southern class or the northern class have been trained since childhood, they have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, cooking arts, etc., and the ones that can become popular are the best choices in terms of color art.

On this day, Jin Batian was almost exhausted, so he simply didn't go home (there were two tigresses waiting to be fed). He cleaned up a room at the Ministry of Military Affairs of Peking for a night on the grounds of busy military affairs. Although there were two beauties lying beside him, Jin Batian, who didn't want to take medicine, had no energy and could only calm down.

The matters that happened yesterday had to be handled the next day. I first settled the batch of arms that Yan Laoxi needed - five hundred formal rifles in five consecutive series, one hundred Somi submachine guns, six 75mm mountain dutch, three 105mm howitzers, twenty 20 mm double anti-aircraft guns, and one base of each with a bullet bullet.

If you buy such a small quantity, you can only equip an infantry battalion and an artillery regiment. Anyone with discerning eyes knows that Yan Laoxi will take it back and imitate it, that is, a few people who know the price of Nanyang arms are waiting to see Yan Laoxi's jokes.
Chapter completed!