When Hu Changyi finally walked out of the drawing room, Cui Dingyue had been away for a long time. By the way, he was hungry.

"Has time passed so long? I remember it was morning when I came in? It was going to be dark?" Hu Changyi looked at the sky after going out, then raised his hand to look at the watch, quite surprised.

"By the way, it might be much better if I was so focused and serious when I wrote a novel? At least I can guarantee that I can't even get it. I won't be called short and powerless by readers anymore, right? Cough... parking...

…” Thinking about things in his heart, Hu Changyi kept heading straight for the kitchen.

"Haha, captain, the instructor said that the first thing you did when you came out was to come here, and he really got it right! You sit down first, and the food will come soon!" The telegram sent a telegram and watched Hu Changyi come over and quickly pulled out a stool.

Put it on the side and wipe it with the rag in your hand.

"Old Fan, don't mess with these illegitimate ones. Hurry up and go to work, I'll starve to death!" Hu Changyi only felt that his whole stomach was scratching violently.

"It's going to be done soon, wait... Erniu, Sancai, Chengduo, hurry up and serve the food!" Chef Fan reached out and took a bowl and placed it in front of Hu Changyi, and put a pair of chopsticks.

"Today...ah, what should I eat tonight?" Hu Changyi asked.

"Buns, white radish, lard dumplings, eight-treasure porridge! And the pickles made by our old Fan!" said Chef Fan.

"Larbs buns? We bought lard again?" Hu Changyi asked.

"The division headquarters sent 50 kilograms of fat, saying that it was to make soap. You have the final say on soap, but after I put the lard out, I wrapped the buns with oil residue, which was fragrant!" said Chef Fan.

"Radish lard residue... Not bad... I'll give you some vinegar, you can also need garlic cloves!" Hu Changyi said.

"Haha, here's it! Captain, everyone says you came from Dabie Mountain, but how do I think of me, Old Fan and Dezhu, you look like our Zhangqiu people! This taste is so similar!" said Chef Fan.

"I really can't tell where I am from. I have been walking around with my father since I was a child. I heard that our family went to the captain's village later. I didn't remember where I am from, Mom, I didn't remember.

It's gone long ago..." Hu Changyi said.

"Ah... they are all miserable people! Okay, the buns are here, and Erniu will pour some vinegar!" Fan Debiao put a bowl of eight-treasure porridge for Hu Changyi and added a head of garlic to the side.

"Thank you, comrades, I'll eat it first!" Hu Changyi was not polite, picked up a bun and took it open, and directly scooped half a spoon of vinegar into the bun.

"It smells good..." Hu Changyi, who was so hungry, sipped a big steamed bun, stuffing his stomach with buns.

After having enough food, Hu Changyi came to the yard of the accommodation. At this time, the soldiers in the military workshop had already gotten off work, and the soldiers who were training stopped training and returned.

"Changyi...Deputy Captain..." Everyone hurriedly greeted Hu Changyi.

"Hello everyone, hurry up and have a meal! Captain, what's going on with these boxes?" Hu Changyi asked.

"This little Cui sent it! It's said yes..." Zhao Fengnian told Hu Changyi what Cui Dingyue said.

"I said... Can Old Xi of Yan be so kind? But it seems like he is here to live again!" Hu Changyi said.

"How is it? You're fine here, right?" Xing Dezheng asked.

"What can I have a problem? The drawings are almost done... In this way, you will eliminate Chunsheng and Qiusheng's training tasks tomorrow, and they have something to do! And Lao Ma will also have some changes!" Hu Changyi

Said.

"Chunsheng and Qiusheng aren't it? Okay, I won't let them train tomorrow, so I'll follow you! By the way, the gun repair work is too big, and the apprentice you are taking to do something else. Minister Zhang asked if he would like to find some for you again.

Helper?" Xing Dezheng asked.

"Yes! The more people, the better. It is best to be a younger person who has read books and can read and be younger!" Hu Changyi said.

"Then there is no problem!" Xing Dezheng said.

"Okay, that's it. I'll draw some drawings again, I'll use them tomorrow!" Hu Changyi turned around and left, Xing Dezheng and Zhao Fengnian were relatively speechless...

Early the next morning...

"Chunsheng, Qiusheng, you two brothers come here!" Hu Changyi shouted.

"What's the matter with the captain?" Liu Chunsheng brought Liu Qiusheng over.

"How is your woodworking skills? What is the level of craftsmanship?" Hu Changyi asked.

"This... I have been crafted for more than ten years, and I don't know what level it is! Anyway, the furniture such as tables, chairs, cabinets, stools in my home can be made!" Liu Chunsheng said.

"Okay, this technique is very good! Take it, this is a drawing I have drawn in the past two days. You can make the things according to this drawing!" Hu Changyi drew the complete set of drawings of the Edward wooden rifling machine he drew himself.

Take it out.

"What is this? What... Dehua, Mudun... What machine..." Liu Chunsheng looked at the first line of words and said with acknowledgement and guessing.

"It's Edward's wooden rifling cutting machine! This is not important. What is important is the size and drawings of the parts. Can you understand this? If you don't understand it, please tell Fu Yunpeng to you that he is a mechanical person and understand this!"

Hu Changyi said.

"That student child brought by Minister Zhang?" Liu Chunsheng asked.

"Yes, it's him, Fu Yunpeng, who has studied mechanical engineering in Germany. He is a professional talent who comes back to serve the country!" Hu Changyi said.

"Okay, it's easy to say if there are anyone who knows drawings. We can make them!" Liu Chunsheng looked through the drawings and said.

"Well, I will talk to Minister Zhang later and let Fu Yunpeng be transferred to the military workshop!" Hu Changyi said.

"What? Do you want Xiaofu to enter your guerrilla organization?" Zhang Wanhe was stunned when he heard Hu Changyi's words.

"Yes, isn't Fu Yunpeng a steward under your hands? How good is it to follow me to do machinery?" Hu Changyi said naturally.

"Okay, as long as Xiaofu has no objection, he will be transferred to your guerrillas! No, you guys haven't said you want to make something? Have you been holding it in two days and putting it in good things?" Zhang Wanhe asked.

"Didn't Mencius say: If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools! Even if we want to build a gun, we must first drill deep holes and rifle machines, right? So, I want to

I thought about the things passed down from our family, so I drew them!" Hu Changyi said lies without blushing when he opened his eyes.

"Oh, what Mencius said makes some sense..." Zhang Wanhe didn't know what a rifle cutting machine was, but he knew how important rifle was to a gun, so he stopped talking about anything.

After searching Zhang Wanhe, Hu Changyi took the drawings and found Ma Quanyou who was directing the work of the person: "Old Ma, this, the new mold! You made ten thousand high-explosive grenade shells as you looked like this.

Come out! There is also the pattern of this pipe, so try to cast a few for you!”

Hu Changyi gave Ma Quanyou two drawings.

"What is this? Why are there so many grooves?" Ma Quanyou asked looking at the drawings.
Chapter completed!