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Chapter 304 Money Bag

The air battle between the enemy and ourselves reached a stalemate again, and Wang Xuexin was finally at ease.

However, it is not leisure at all. As the battalion commander, he still has the Yuncheng defense line to manage, the research and development of military industry, the development of Wangxing Airport, and even the further training of pilots.

The commander was also quite helpless about this. He said to Wang Xuexin: "He who can do more work! It's not that I want to put so many things on you. The point is that no one in our army understands these things. If I don't leave it to you, I can still do it."

To whom?"

Wang Xuexin thought it was right. For example, the "Gaofo" and

So if Wang Xuexin doesn’t care, who else can?

Just when Wang Xuexin was drinking sweet potato porridge and signing documents, the guard came in and reported: "Batalion Commander, there is a man named Wu Weimin who says he is your old comrade and wants to meet you!"

"Wu Weimin?" Wang Xuexin felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

After a while, Wang Xuexin remembered that he was the director of the first branch of the hardware factory.

"Let him in!" Wang Xuexin ordered.

"yes!"

Then Hardware came in with a smile, holding a cotton bundle in his hand. As soon as he came up, he enthusiastically held Wang Xuexin's hand and said, "Comrade Wang Xuexin, long time no see!"

"Uncle Wu, aren't you in charge of the first branch factory?" Wang Xuexin asked strangely: "Why do you have time to come here today?"

In fact, Wang Xuexin’s question has a deeper meaning.

At this time, Wang Xuexin's headquarters had moved from Wanxian Airport to Yuanchang Airport... This was to facilitate the training of pilots. Yuanchang Airport was not far from Wangxing Airport, and the second was to facilitate the improvement of "High Fire" and X1.

So, at this time, Wang Xuexin's headquarters should not be known to the director of the first branch of the hardware factory.

He didn't want to think about hardware but replied: "Hey, you are a busy person. Of course you don't know that I have stopped working in the first branch factory a long time ago!"

"Uncle Wu is no longer in the first branch factory?" This made Wang Xuexin even more surprised. Hardware is very suitable to be the director of the first branch factory. If he is not there, where else can he go?

Hardware smiled and replied: "Yeah, it's not all thanks to you that you snatched a large number of machines from the Japanese, including textile machines and biscuit compressors. Because I have worked in a hardware factory before, and I am very familiar with these machines.

I am quite familiar with it, so the chief transferred me to be responsible for the production and operation of the three stores! This also includes the transportation of 'high fire'. No, this trip is to personally deliver a batch of 'high fire'. I heard Professor Su say

We also need to make a new batch of parts..."

Wang Xuexin understood after hearing this.

It is not surprising that the chief would make such an arrangement. The first branch factory has existed for many years and has already had skilled technicians. Anyone can take care of it.

However, textile machines, biscuit compressors, etc. are unheard of and unseen by others, so Hardware can only be responsible for them.

It can also be seen from this that the Eighth Route Army is so short of talents that many people have to hold multiple positions, and Wang Xuexin is one of them.

Hardware then put the package on the table, took out a few cans and compressed biscuits and handed them to Wang Xuexin, saying: "Come and try, we produce them ourselves!"

This actually made Wang Xuexin interested, and said: "Produced by yourself? I want to try this!"

Then he waved to the surrounding commanders and soldiers: "Comrades, come and try the cans and biscuits we produce!"

With a roar, the commanders and soldiers surrounded them and grabbed them regardless of their appearance.

Wang Xuexin tried canned and compressed biscuits respectively.

The cans are sealed with iron sheets and are rectangular...Wang Xuexin thinks this is for convenience of portability.

Use a knife to pry it open, and what's inside is the pickled cabbage head. It tastes salty and a bit like pickled mustard. It goes well with sweet potato porridge.

The compressed biscuits look a bit like pressed into a piece of fried noodles.

Wu Jin explained: "We don't have the raw materials or the formula, so we can't make it the same as the devil's, so we can only make it according to our own taste!"

While chewing, Wang Xuexin nodded and praised vaguely: "Well, it tastes pretty good! Not bad!"

Wang Xuexin is telling the truth. Having these things for the Eighth Route Army can be regarded as a luxury. Wang Xuexin also thinks so, because by this time, Kong Tiantian's sweet potato porridge already tastes like bird in his mouth, which is a bit edible.

My eyes were gleaming and I wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

Seeing that Wang Xuexin and others were eating with gusto, Wu Jin said happily: "Battal Commander, although our food is not as tasty as the Japanese food, we can really save a lot of food. Usually this vegetable is rotting in the ground...

...I won’t be able to finish it in a while, and it will be rotten when I take it home. It’s good now

, they were all sent to the factory to be canned. The same goes for the compressed biscuits. It will be inconvenient to store them in the future. Now they are all pressed into small pieces, which do not take up space and are not easy to break. Comrades, if you go

If you go to war, you can eat for three days with just one piece! What a good thing!"

Wang Xuexin nodded repeatedly, which was why he worked so hard to snatch these machines from the Japanese. The products produced by these machines could not only save food but also enhance the combat effectiveness and field survivability of the troops.

It's just...this compressed biscuit is a bit dry.

Wang Xuexin swallowed hard and asked: "Uncle Wu, how is the textile factory going?"

Hardware replied: "There are a total of eighty-seven textile machines, and I have organized them into two factories. They weave non-stop all day long, but it is a bit labor-intensive!"

"How do you say that?" Wang Xuexin sounded a little surprised. Textile machines are also labor-intensive?

Hardware said "Oh" and explained: "The cloth we weave is mainly sold to the stubborn army, so we have to hire workers to transport it. This is not a problem originally, the problem is that the stubborn army does not allow our cloth to be transported into their

Within the control area, once you are caught and the cloth is confiscated, it is only a trivial matter, and you will let the stubborn soldiers kill you!"

Talking about the hardware, he shook his head and sighed: "So this has become a life-threatening job. The commission is much higher. No one is willing to do it if it's not much! Then after all the calculations, let's sell the cloth to the stubborn army.

In fact, I didn’t make much money! It’s good that I didn’t lose any money!”

Wang Xuexin said "Oh", which was something he didn't expect.

However, it is not surprising that the stubborn army has implemented a blockade on the Eighth Route Army before, but now it is unwilling to relax.

Besides, most businesses in the areas controlled by the recalcitrant troops are in the hands of capitalists, and some are even in the hands of the Chongqing authorities. Of course, they are not willing to see the cheap cloth from the Eighth Route Army flowing into the areas under their control and impacting its prices.

Therefore, not only does this go against the purpose of cooperation in the war of resistance, it is actually an act of private use of public power... Treating the troops as their family's money bag to protect themselves.


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