Yang Mingzhi was touched by Umov's generosity. Not long after his visit, he went back to the design bureau and ate a bowl of sauerkraut noodles made by his wife Yang Tao herself.
"Are you still so busy that you go to the factory immediately after eating noodles?" Yang Tao leaned at the door of her restaurant, her look was extremely sweet.
Yang Mingzhi licked the chopsticks made of pine branches clean with unfinished intention. Looking at his wife's appearance, he was really worried.
"Sorry, I'm under a lot of pressure recently. I have to supervise the work of those workers in the factory."
"If that's the case, how about I come over too? I...I won't be a big bother. I just need to take care of your daily life."
"No need." Yang Mingzhi shook his head directly.
In fact, it was not that he had not thought about taking his wife over first. Thinking about it later, he was the director of the design bureau after all, not the director of the 834 or 835 factory. It was a special period for him to supervise and manage the production of the two factories.
As long as the factory's production becomes stable, he doesn't have to go into battle personally.
Judging from the current situation, there are still some minor problems in the operation of the factory. After a while, I can let them go.
Yang Mingzhi stood up and approached his wife, stroked her forehead and comforted her: "In a while, I won't continue to be so busy. I will try my best to come back to accompany you. Anyway, the two places are only ten kilometers away."
"That's twenty miles away! Is it really far away?"
"Very far?" Yang Mingzhi thought it was ridiculous, "When you were not pregnant, you could run ten kilometers in an hour with firearms and ammunition, but now it's far."
"Hehe, isn't this... I'm not pregnant with your child." Yang Tao smiled shyly.
"Okay, then I'll stay tonight. I'll call the factory and tell them to save the small stuff and call me tomorrow morning. If there's anything big, call me right away."
"Okay. You...it's best if you stay. Are you hungry? Or I'll cook you another bowl of noodles."
"Okay! What my wife cooks is delicious, much better than the Russian food made in the factory cafeteria."
Yang Mingzhi has been looking forward to the daily production in the factory for a long time. His mind is full of the output of firearms, how long it will take to complete the superior target, and the quantity that can be exceeded.
He called the factory and stayed in the design bureau's office until ten o'clock in the evening.
He stayed with his wife all night, and had to go back to intense work early the next morning.
What if this life becomes normal?
Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling came to mind. Because he had been living like this before time travel. At that time, as the leader of a lower-level department, he shouldered heavy production responsibilities. The reality forced him to stay in the workplace for a long time.
He was very young and wealthy before he dared to do so. However, during the quarterly vacation that he was looking forward to, an adventure happened and he ended up in this situation.
An adventure? It was a really complicated adventure. It was really thrilling and more interesting than working overtime and being on duty all day long.
Now I have a beautiful woman in another dimension, and I will soon be a father. A traditional man’s dream of having a wife and children on the bed has come true.
Moreover, during the daily commute to and from get off work, this period of time resumes in a strange way.
Yang Mingzhi returned to Factory 834 at eight o'clock in the morning. There was a ball of noodles wrapped in gauze in a basket in the back seat of the car. It was the masterpiece of star fruit. Noodles are best made by boiling them in boiling water and mixing them with canned sauerkraut. They are very good.
The noodles are also an excellent delicacy that can be enjoyed during the swamp period.
When he came back, it was right at the end of breakfast time. There was a strange and alluring smell hanging around the cafeteria.
"Hey, it seems Umov didn't break his promise."
He then walked into the office of the director of Factory 834, where he was on daily duty, to listen to what Andreev had to say about last night's production.
"Everything went well last night? What is the firearms production capacity?" he asked.
Andreev looked like he was waiting for the reward, and he proudly took out a document and reported: "Good news, plus the night shift that just ended, in the six days of this week, we have completed 520."
"So many?!" Yang Mingzhi was pleasantly surprised.
"The document is here, please read it with confidence."
They will not falsify production issues for no reason, because no one dares to disobey Stalin's direct order. The "ab42 assault rifle with wooden stock" marked on the document will produce 520 units on Saturday working days, and it is authentic.
"Well done, comrade!"
"Hey, there's something else. The superiors will soon send people to take away all the firearms we have in stock. They will be sent to the military shooting range for verification."
"I know about this. I went to the governor yesterday to learn about this situation."
Andreev nodded happily: "They will be fine soon. Also, your promise to us has been fulfilled."
"Is that the beef?"
"Yes! It's beef. At five o'clock in the morning, a truck from the city's meat factory drove over to deliver meat to us. The driver said that he would deliver 50 kilograms of fresh beef to us every day."
Only fifty kilograms?
Yang Mingzhi originally thought that Umov could generously give one hundred kilograms a day, but it seems that he broke his promise. Anyway, the burden on the old man's shoulders was too heavy, and he had to consider the food supply of the entire state to maintain stability and order amid tension.
, he is willing to provide fifty kilograms of meat, which is better than nothing.
Yang Mingzhi didn't ask too much. He already knew that all the meat was mixed with a large amount of dried vegetables, potatoes, and a bunch of sauerkraut to make pots of sauerkraut and beef soup into the workers' stomachs. Of course, the beef had to be eaten in one day.
It needs to be divided into four meals, namely breakfast, lunch and dinner and a midnight snack. Each meal consumes exactly ten kilograms of fresh beef.
When it comes to food, the factory must pursue egalitarianism so that workers won't complain much.
Want to eat more food? Of course you can.
To exceed the planned tasks, set up one, two, and three, and the top three producers in each department will get together to share an additional ten kilograms of beef rations. Or adopt other reward mechanisms to allow them to get more potatoes and beef, quantity
Although it is not much, it is natural to increase production enthusiasm.
"Today is Sunday. As usual, everyone has to take a rest. I saw that all the chimneys are still smoking." Yang Mingzhi was asking questions knowingly. Single holidays basically do not exist in the Soviet Union today.
"Yes. They are working overtime." Andreev said proudly, "This is a moment of crisis for the alliance. Who dares to say that they want to take a rest? For the sake of their own honor, no worker will back down. Everyone knows that they are working overtime."
Work for victory, and the sooner you win, the sooner you stop suffering..."
Andreev wanted to say more ambitious words, but Yang Mingzhi quickly interrupted him.
"Based on the current situation, about 500 pills per day is the current upper limit of production capacity. We cannot force more. I have informed the governor of the current combined production status of our two factories, and we can produce up to 4,000 pills a week."
"But didn't the superior ask for 30,000 guns?"
"That is a requirement for the entire city of Novosibirsk. Of course, it would be better if we could complete the target ourselves, because the firearms will be shipped to our brothers for use."
"It's for frontline soldiers, I understand."
"No!" Yang Mingzhi shook his head with a sullen face, "It's for my old subordinates. They will need it soon. Just come here."
Umov walked into Yang Mingzhi: "Is there a new order?"
"Four thousand a week, start implementing this new plan next week. I know the success of this plan will be difficult, don't worry, I will find some manpower for you."
"This..." Umov was a little confused. "Did you get more worker quotas from the governor yesterday? If so, more workers can indeed bring greater results."
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi made a decision with a slap on his thigh.
"It's true that more workers are needed. I will order some comrades from the design bureau to come over. I have learned that for most parts production, we go from production capacity very quickly. The key lies in the final assembly. This work requires a certain amount of work."
The technical content also requires the most working hours. Many comrades in the design bureau are indeed very busy at work all day long, but as the director, I have the power to temporarily second them to you. Let them personally participate in the final assembly. This group of vocational school graduates
What students lack most is experience at the grassroots level. I can at least recruit 30 people and let them work in the assembly workshop for at least a month, which will solve my urgent needs now."
"Ah! This...this is so good."
"Okay, I'll make a call right now, and I'll ask Popov to say hello to them first. Tomorrow, I'll bring you at least thirty young people."