If he were to tell others this, Li Yunlong, with his bragging personality, would not be able to finish it in three days and three nights.
But at this time, the person sitting opposite was Chu Yunfei, and Li Yunlong knew the truth of "talking too much will lead to mistakes".
He laughed aloud and said, "Brother Chu, if we really talk about it, we'll have to talk until the bag is torn. The Eighth Route Army always talks less and does more, unlike you..."
As he said this, he said "hehe" twice and stopped talking.
But Chu Yunfei understood it clearly, and his face turned red and white.
After the Battle of Taiyuan, the Jinsui Army did not fight any decent battles in the past few years. If it did, it was the incident and blockade against the Eighth Route Army.
Compared with the Eighth Route Army, which organized a hundred-regiment battle not long ago, Chu Yunfei felt a little ashamed.
In fact, it was not just the Jinsui Army, but also the stubborn army at this time. They concentrated about 300,000 troops and stood firm in the Zhongtiao Mountain area. It was obvious that they were sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers and tigers.
"Let's not talk more about these nonsense!" Li Yunlong said proudly: "If Brother Chu wants to hear this, let's cook a few dishes and warm a pot of wine another day, and you and I will have a good talk. Today, we will also
We have to talk about business. In a word, brother, I tried my best to convince the chief to agree to this deal. What do you think, brother Chu? Should I change it or not?"
"Brother Yunlong is really good at joking!" Chu Yunfei said: "Of course Mr. Chu is determined to do this business, otherwise, he would not come here to be ridiculed by Brother Yunlong!"
Li Yunlong smiled "hehe" and said: "That's easy to handle. What are the conditions for the chief?"
As he spoke, Li Yunlong turned his attention to Wang Xuexin.
Wang Xuexin understood and took over the words: "Commander Chu, the leader has the following requirements: First, the bullet production line used for exchange can produce at least 10,000 rounds of bullets per day!"
Wang Xuexin had done his homework before coming here.
In the past, the Taiyuan Arsenal could not only produce guns, bullets, artillery and other munitions, but its subsidiary Yucai Machinery Factory could also imitate production lines.
Not only can it be copied, but the Jin manufacturing production line has also been improved to double the output of the original version, reaching a daily output of 20,000 rounds of ammunition.
It's a pity that Yan Laoxi'er only had time to move out 2% of the machines and equipment during the Taiyuan Battle, so he no longer has this ability.
Now Wang Xuexin requires a daily production of 10,000 rounds. In fact, he requires that the production line should not be too old.
Chu Yunfei cast an unexpected look at Wang Xuexin.
He secretly said that although this guy didn't look amazing, he was capable of both literary and military skills and a careful mind. No wonder Li Yunlong would bring him here for negotiation!
"Acceptable!" Chu Yunfei nodded slightly and said, "What else?"
"Trial operation for one month!" Wang Xuexin said: "And provide technical personnel for maintenance and upkeep, and the maintenance process must not avoid our personnel!"
If it can be produced for a month without any problem, it means that this production line can still be used.
Chu Yunfei smiled and said: "Captain Wang, what we are trading is a production line, not including bullets, trial production for one month...Does your army provide raw materials?"
"Of course!" Wang Xuexin agreed immediately.
This surprised Chu Yunfei. He originally thought that the Eighth Route Army did not have enough raw materials to produce trial production at all, so he readily agreed to the first condition...
If the Eighth Route Army cannot continue production due to lack of raw materials, who knows whether the production line can produce 10,000 rounds per day.
But now it seems that the Eighth Route Army has no shortage of raw materials.
Chu Yunfei didn't know where the Eighth Route Army got its raw materials, but right before his eyes, it hit Chu Yunfei's Achilles' heel.
In this way, wouldn’t the previous idea of trapping the Eighth Route Army become impossible to realize?
After hesitating for a while, Chu Yunfei nodded slowly and said: "No problem, what about the third point?"
"Provide necessary replacement parts!" Wang Xuexin said: "Otherwise, it will break down at every turn. Commander Chu can't justify it, right?"
Although Chu Yunfei was very embarrassed in his heart, there was nothing unusual about it on the surface. He agreed generously: "It's reasonable! Do you have any other requirements?"
Li Yunlong immediately answered: "Yes! Brother Chu, you see, this month is trial production. Since it is trial production, it cannot be regarded as a sale, right? That one production line requires at least a hundred workers..."
Chu Yunfei was displeased and snorted: "Brother Yunlong, aren't there just a hundred or so workers? I'll take care of the wages, brother!"
"That's great!" Li Yunlong added: "But for such an important thing, I have to send a company to protect it, right? In addition, we also need transportation, electricity, factory buildings, etc..."
"Brother Yunlong!" Chu Yunfei's face darkened, and he interrupted Li Yunlong: "You might as well let Chu raise the Eighth Route Army!"
Of course, Li Yunlong knew that Chu Yunfei was sarcastic, but his face was thicker than the city wall. He didn't care about this indifferent sarcasm. He followed these words and said with a smile: "That's great! We are not
The Eighth Route Army? You are supposed to be given food and wages, but you have been owed for several months! There is a saying that "the father's debt must be paid by the son." If Brother Chu is willing to pay off this debt for the old guy, I will kneel down for you, brother.
Got it!"
Chu Yunfei was speechless and speechless, and then he understood a truth. He had nothing to say to Li Yunlong. This guy could make sense of anything, and he could also create his own idioms.
Li Yunlong didn't care about so much, and then he made a plan: "For the sake of our two brothers, I won't charge more wages, but we can't let their family go hungry because of the production line, right?
We have to collect some food money! Counting 300 people, each person has a family of five or six, even if there are... 2,000 people, and each person has two kilograms of food per day, that is... 120,000 kilograms of food per month! Plus shipping costs,
Let’s put together the electricity bill and miscellaneous expenses, 200,000 kilograms of food!”
Wang Xuexin's jaw almost dropped when he heard this. What else could he calculate?
However, Wang Xuexin understood Li Yunlong's approach.
This is Li Yunlong's usual style. When he usually lacks equipment, he would occupy points here and there. Now that the base area is short of food, he has begun to take advantage of the food.
In his words, "If you don't take advantage of something, you are a bastard."
These hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain are just drizzle to Chu Yunfei, but for the base area, it may be enough to keep many people alive.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Xuexin nodded: "Yes, that's it!"
Chu Yunfei snorted: "Then, Chu will tell me my conditions. Chu's request is very simple. Within this month, I will teach our military technicians to make rockets and successfully test-fire them. Is that no problem?"
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"Is it okay?" Li Yunlong turned his attention to Wang Xuexin.
He was a little worried because he didn't know what Wang Xuexin was doing secretly.