However, in today's Soviet Union, the majority of citizens rarely have the experience of tasting it. When people in the design bureau drank it, they instantly showed high combat effectiveness.
Not only because they lack tolerance to caffeine, but also because the coffee sent by Umov is of really high quality. Not only does it smell particularly fragrant and mellow, but the caffeine content is also gratifying.
Starfruit had already gone to bed, but even she only drank two sips. For someone like her who had basically no resistance to caffeine, two sips made her toss and turn until one o'clock in the morning. After all, she did not wait for her husband, because it was early in the morning, and her eyes were bloodshot.
The husband opened the door to his home.
She was woken up sleepily, and she was angry when she saw her husband changing clothes. She couldn't help complaining: "You... you should come back to sleep. Did you just sleep on the table in the office all night?"
"My dear, are you awake?" Yang Mingzhi turned around with a sullen face, "Do you think I am asleep?"
Star Tao saw her husband's black circle again and said angrily: "You are acting like an army headquarters. You are not commanding a war."
"It's not much different. If yesterday's work cannot be completed, it will be troublesome."
"So it's all done."
"Ah! It's done." Yang Mingzhi sighed and looked at his wife listlessly, "I really should thank Annie. After drinking coffee, I finally checked all the drawings. Next, I will give the drawings to the workers, and everything will go smoothly tomorrow.
Work has started. Alas, I think it is as busy as in the army now. You can sleep peacefully, I have to go to the factory now."
"Ah? Are you crazy? You will be exhausted." Yang Tao looked harsh.
"This is my life and my responsibility. After a few more days of busy work and stable factory production, I will really relax for a few days. Really, I don't seem to have any free time."
"I think so. I want to do something for you."
"You... then help Annie cook." Although Yang Mingzhi was very tired, he could feel his wife's feeling of debt at this time, so he ordered: "You can help cook for now. The rest of the time, read more books.
, improve your knowledge level. If you don't mind the trouble, just make me some more noodles. Now that it's cold, just put them outside to freeze. Do you understand that I will eat noodles every day in the future?!"
"Oh! Okay!" Yang Tao happily agreed. She could do something good for her husband, and she felt at ease again.
"Next..." Yang Mingzhi opened the cabinet again, and this time he found the coffee can without hesitation. He was happy to see that there was still a lot left in it, "Fortunately, I still have this treasure."
"Ah? You still want to drink?!" Star Tao asked in surprise, "Would it be bad to drink too much?"
"It's not good. But if I don't handle today's things well, there will be problems in the future work. This is a new production battle, I'm not kidding." After that, Yang Mingzhi put on the Cossack-style hat.
He held a coffee can in his left hand and his officer's large-brimmed hat under his right arm. He finally said: "The most critical work has begun. I hope I can finish the rest before nightfall."
It's a new day, and the fiery atmosphere of the factory lies behind the ice and snow.
After Umov left, he immediately started work arrangements. Yang Mingzhi himself had not slept a wink all night, and Umov's condition was also very bad.
After only four hours of sleep, Umov yawned and had to personally direct the work of his subordinates.
Did those trucks successfully deliver the materials? Did the required food arrive? Can the entire power system of the factory operate stably?
Everything must be debugged today.
Trucks pulled a large amount of metal bars straight to the 834 and 835 factories. They were pulling very heavy things, and the pressure of the wheels directly melted some of the snow, forming deep ruts.
All the workers in the factory dormitory were awakened by the violent noise early in the morning.
Everyone is now clearly aware that the attitude of the director of the design bureau is extremely resolute. He has a will of steel, so he started the final preparations early in the morning. By this time the next day, everyone will rush to the production line.
After drinking two more cups of freshly brewed bitter coffee, Yang Mingzhi felt that he was feeling better.
He couldn't control too much, and ordered the designers he wanted to take away, just like himself, no matter how bitter the "black water" was, they had to be poured into their stomachs.
As for the newly established factory to be put into operation quickly, Li Senko, president of the Academy of Sciences, is also very concerned about this matter.
Of course, Lysenko has the subjective initiative of an ordinary person when it comes to agricultural issues. After he got the inspiration for the "greenhouse" from Yang Mingzhi, he also established the project team at an extremely fast speed. In addition to serving as the team leader, he also
Manpower has been dispatched and personal connections have been used to raise all materials for the construction of the greenhouse, as well as crop seeds.
Lysenko provided the design bureau with two covered trucks and an additional car. These vehicles were loaned to the design bureau as a so-called special period of help.
"Haha, at least my people don't have to go there on sleds."
Yang Mingzhi accepted the sponsorship without hesitation, and then called on his entourage to get on the bus with all necessary luggage.
There was no delay or turning, a red flag was planted at the front of all the vehicles, and a mighty motorcade headed straight to the southwest of the city.
For most citizens, October 18th is a rare rest day.
Those who have relatively free work can finally be freed from their busy work today. What they want to do most is actually sleep at home.
Unfortunately, for many ordinary workers, their personal vacations have been basically cancelled.
When the order for nationwide mobilization was issued, cities across the Soviet Union obeyed Moscow's order, and the most critical industrial cities entered a state of emergency.
For a time, almost all workers in state-owned factories had their holidays cancelled, and everyone was required to work three hours of overtime. Naturally, such an order immediately encountered large-scale doubts, and the authorities often resorted to coercive measures as a last resort.
As the war situation rapidly worsened, it was meaningless to force workers to work overtime, because the people generally realized that if everyone slacked off, the war could burn from Eastern Europe to Siberia.
So even though today is Sunday, all the smoke in the city is still spewing thick smoke.
Whenever he saw the thick smoke, Yang Mingzhi had to sigh.
After all, in another era of China, what did the thick factory smoke represent? The first thing people think of is the root cause of the smog and the increasingly serious health threats to residents.
Today, it seems that thick smoke has completely covered the city of Novosibirsk like a shroud, which is a testament to her huge productivity.
The air is filled with a burnt smell, which is caused by burning coal and crude oil. Primary fuel without further processing is put directly into the furnace. Yang Mingzhi can estimate that the small smelting workshops in his factories are best equipped to use coal.
, however, based on the information I learned, I am afraid that I will have to burn oil to smelt it.
The convoy's journey went smoothly, but as we got closer to the factory, things quickly changed.
Yang Mingzhi noticed some suspicious-looking trucks. First of all, they were all Soviet-made trucks that imitated the American Ford. Their cabins were covered with canvas, and they obviously contained a lot of cargo.
These cargo trucks are not surprising. In the urban area of Novosibirsk, apart from the trams that are still in operation (all the snow on the tracks is pushed away by the on-board snow shields), these trucks are the busiest.
In a sense, the trucks passing through the city streets are like red blood cells. They carry out the most appropriate transportation of all kinds of materials needed by factories and various finished products.
Factory 834 and 835 are no exception.
Due to Yang Mingzhi's request, all production raw materials were piled in the warehouse of Factory 834 and distributed separately after the materials were transported.
As for how much stuff the logistics department will transport, Yang Mingzhi doesn't know.
After all, it was not a small number, but what he saw early this morning really scared Yang Mingzhi.
Why?
The reason is really very simple!
There were originally two relatively remote factory sites, but now there are long lines of trucks transporting goods.
"Ah, what are you doing? Does Umov think I can produce a thousand pieces a day?" Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but exclaimed.
Grishenko, who was driving, was not sure. He said casually: "Maybe Comrade Governor has great confidence in you."
"That's fine." Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but yawned, "I want to see what materials are there then."
An hour before Yang Mingzhi arrived, the unloading of materials had already begun. Here, Andreev, the director of the 834 Factory, felt that the task was so arduous that he ignored breakfast and ate a piece of dry bread before personally directing the unloading.
He also invited Antonov from Factory 835 to assist him in commanding.
The vast number of workers are also not idle. Whether they are men or women, everyone is involved in the unloading work.
The honking of the car attracted some people's attention. Precisely because of the noise in the unloading yard, the two factory directors did not know that the director had arrived.
"General, look, comrade the governor has sent you hundreds of porters?" Grishenko, who was driving, asked, tilting his neck.
"They should all be workers. Grishenko! When we see the small open space on your right, we will park the car there."
When the first car stopped, other cars stopped one after another. The designers, who were carrying a large number of drawings, opened the closed canvas of the carriage and stepped on the snow with their iron boxes.
Everyone was wearing cotton-padded jackets, a military cashmere coat, and traditional ear protection hats on their heads.
The attire of designers is indeed different from that of ordinary workers. After all, they are very important senior intellectuals working in the Academy of Sciences, and their clothing and salary are also very high.
They were wearing thick clothes and looked like polar bears, and their movements of carrying boxes were a little slow.
Yang Mingzhi got out of the car and immediately commanded: "All of you, please stay where you are. Grishenko!"
"arrive!"
"Follow me and check out the situation."
Yang Mingzhi patted his sleeves, took off his velvet hat, and put on his own large-brimmed military hat.
It was only then that Andreev and Antonov learned that the director had arrived after being reminded by their subordinates.
They were unloading goods! Now they are unloading wood!
Yang Mingzhi put on his glasses again, so he could see many details clearly, such as people who were obviously factory workers and professional porters wearing steel safety helmets who were carrying preliminarily cut logs.
Why do trucks transport so much wood? It must be to make gun butts!
Yang Mingzhi quickly met the two factory directors and immediately heard about the current situation.
"Report to Comrade Director!" Andreev reported happily, "The logistics unit has begun transporting production raw materials to our factory, as you can see."
"Is this wood? Is it used to make gun stocks?"
"Exactly. But there are many types of raw materials for production, look!" Andreev pointed to another busy site, "Copper ingots, steel rods and steel plates are actually transported there."
Antonov immediately added: "As for the arrival of all the raw materials, we took the photos and made written records on the spot."
"Oh? A written record? You did a great job! Now I want to see the record."
Yang Mingzhi had a sullen face, and soon saw the record files under statistics from the factory's paperwork.
The document is obviously still being recorded, and the list is quite extensive. The most core of these are four materials: steel, copper, high-quality coking coal, and logs.
A firearm with a butt is simply a mixture of steel and wood, and of course it also needs a little copper.
Among all the materials, Yang Mingzhi subconsciously felt that steel was of course the most critical. And this steel is divided into two types, one is a thin steel plate with a thickness of one centimeter, and the other is a steel rod with a diameter of five inches!
The documents are very clearly marked, and Umov provided these two very basic materials.
Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but frown. He thought to himself that the materials provided by Umov were too rough and needed to be further processed in his own hands. What if they had already been processed? For example, those steel plates were too rough.
Thick. Once the steel plate is in your hands, you have to heat it up and use a press to forge it, press it to a suitable thickness, and then use a press to press it into a suitable shape. This operation will increase the time cost of the factory.
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So, should we go and question him? No! No!
Yang Mingzhi thought about it again, that Umov, he didn't have a truck to pull the iron ore directly, he was afraid that he had done his best.
Whatever!
Yang Mingzhi's frown made the two factory directors worried.
Andreev asked kindly: "Comrade Director, you should give us an accurate time before coming so that we can receive you."
"I don't need red tape."
"Okay. Looking at your expression just now, are you not satisfied with our records?"
"Record documents?" Yang Mingzhi looked at Andreev's glasses, "You recorded very well. I'm just a little dissatisfied with the materials Umov shipped to us. Now we have many more processing tools. This is what I
Unexpected.”
"This is also the case." Andreev said sincerely, "Some old lathe masters have already explained this problem to me."
"Oh?" Yang Mingzhi asked, "What's their attitude?"
"They said there was no problem. The processing process may be a little more complicated, but there is no problem in completing the task."
"Haha, I obviously haven't seen the drawings yet." Yang Mingzhi tilted his head slightly, then raised it suddenly, "Let's not talk about that. What is the condition of these wood?"
"They are used to make gun stocks and other handguards." Andreev explained.
"I know this! Look at these logs, they actually have to be lifted with a small crane! Fortunately, both of our factories have such crane equipment. The wood has also been cut, and it seems that the diameter of each one..."
Yang Mingzhi widened his eyes and made an estimate. This estimate was incredible, because the report was very clear!