A car swayed and stopped in front of the factory gate. The guard at the door opened the iron gate listlessly. The heavy iron gate made a sharp creaking sound, which made people's hair stand on end.
A few soldiers jumped out of the cart, then took down the pieces of pork one by one and piled them on the cart that greeted them.
The pedestrians nearby swallowed their saliva. They had really not eaten meat for a long time, and the workers in this factory seemed to often get extra rations.
Yes, it's rationing. Neverwinter City has been implementing rationing for more than two months. Food must be rationed and sold according to the plan. Each person can only receive a small share every day.
However, some places are not within this scope: the city lord cannot control the big nobles and big businessmen in Neverwinter City. There is another place that the city lord dare not interfere with, and that is the "radar factory" opened by Pan Yiping.
This factory employs more than 3,000 workers and has the best lathe equipment in the Dorne Empire. The equipment in the factory is coveted, but unfortunately no one dares to take advantage of this factory.
"Hey! Pork! It seems that these workers are lucky again." The guards at the door became more energetic when they saw the pork, because they seemed to get some benefits.
Pan Yiping is a relatively easy-going boss. There are many benefits to working with this boss. The guards at the door are usually called arrogant and domineering, because they are the face of the factory and do not need to give face to the minions.
"I really envy you for having such a good job." The officer delivering the pork lit a cigarette and said with some envy.
His status in the army is high enough, but he does not receive this kind of treatment. He has not eaten meat for several days, but this factory can always get some meat and eggs from unknown channels.
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"Hey, don't be ridiculous." The guard smiled, and then made way for a few canteen workers who were carrying pork to enter.
The manager of the factory who followed him looked very respectable. He took out some cigarettes and chocolates from his pocket and handed them to the officers and soldiers who came to deliver the pork.
Suddenly, these officers and soldiers beamed: chocolates are high-end goods obtained from the Tang Dynasty, and they can be treated as real gold and silver and circulated on the black market. Not to mention cigarettes, which are the most rubbish civilian cigarettes in the Tang Empire.
Nowadays, they are treasures that cannot be found in Dorne.
"Thank you for your hard work." The officers and soldiers who are qualified to deliver things all have some connections, otherwise they wouldn't be able to get such a lucrative job, so the manager was very polite and handed a pocket in his hand to the leader.
's officer.
The officer reached out to take it, and his hand suddenly felt heavy. He subconsciously looked into his pocket, and was surprised to find that it was a pocket of cans.
Being able to get imported cans at this time is really a huge honor. And... in a ghost place like this, obviously food is the most precious.
For a moment, the leading officer even felt a little embarrassed. He was just here to deliver something, and he really didn't expect to get so many benefits.
Only then did he realize why the commander who gave him the order had such an expression: This was indeed a good job, and it was indeed worthy of his careful consideration.
The soldiers who had received the benefits worked hard, and soon another cart of pork was unloaded, piled together and pushed into the factory.
In order to ensure the production of radar, it is strictly forbidden to be disturbed here. If anyone comes close, they will be driven away, let alone the gangsters looking for trouble.
The military deployed a unit here, and the sentries were armed with live ammunition. The officers stationed here even received orders, and they even had the right to shoot if Pan Yiping's safety was endangered.
Therefore, there are two completely different worlds inside and outside the walls of the radar factory in Neverwinter. The inside is like heaven and the outside is like hell.
"Okay, no more." Looking at the empty carriage, the delivery officer no longer had the arrogant attitude he had just now. He was holding the bag with the cans in his hands, and his face was full of smiles.
On the way back, the officer sitting in the carriage suddenly slapped his thigh and said to his men: "Leave only half of everything! Brothers! It depends on this time whether we can keep this good job in our hands."
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The shocked soldiers immediately reacted. Everyone knew what was going on with those high-ranking officials. Someone immediately nodded in agreement and said: "Sir, the young men are not sensible, so they all listen to you. What should you do?
, let’s do what we do!”
"Yes! It's up to you!" the soldiers said one by one, touching the chocolate candies in their pockets.
"Whatever you say, we'll do it!" There were a lot of chatter, and some people followed suit.
"Give half of the things to the teacher as a filial piety. Next time you come to deliver things, it will definitely be our job! Every time we only keep half! The remaining half..." The officer felt something was wrong when he said this, and then changed his words: "
This half... I'm afraid it won't work either, let's only keep one third! The rest will be handed over to the division commander and regiment commander!"
At this point, he felt a pain in his body. The other party gave him six tin cans, all of which were from Tang Dynasty with good dates. If he followed what he said, he would have to hand over four cans.
Thinking of this, his heart bleeds: He is so unwilling. If given a choice, he really doesn't want to hand over to anyone.
Unfortunately, in order to get more benefits, he felt that he should firmly occupy this delivery position, and only by giving enough profit to the people above him could he have this opportunity.
The soldiers were very distressed when they heard this amount, but they also knew that this kind of thing would definitely not be possible without giving a big head to the people above, so they could only acquiesce.
In the factory, the workers in the canteen have begun to cut the pork and distribute the benefits given by the big boss to all the workers.
These workers all have special identity certificates, and most of them live in the apartment buildings of the Radar Factory after get off work, so they can safely take the pork home and share the fruits of their labor with their families.
This apartment complex is newly built and has quite high standards. It even has independent shops, a playground, and a dedicated kindergarten.
I heard that these are standards learned from the Tang Empire, which can stimulate workers' enthusiasm for work... No one knows whether this set of things is effective, but judging from the results, it is true that the Datang Empire did this
There is some truth to that.
The Dorne Empire was able to deploy 30 new large-scale radars in a short period of time, and installed small radars on many of its ME-262 fighter jets, giving them the ability to take off at night. Pan Yiping really contributed a lot!
