"Impossible!" This was Professor Li Xuebin's first reaction.
Wang Ping did not refute, but replied confidently: "If Professor Li doesn't believe it, I can take you to see something!"
The Logistics Department of the Military Region has now built a chicken farm, but because the time was too short, the scale is not large. There are only five chicken houses with a capacity of 1,000 chickens, and the chickens are still very small and do not meet the requirements for egg production.
However, these one thousand chickens still gave Li Xuebin an unprecedented shock.
"How is that possible? This is a chicken farm. But, Director Wang, if your Eighth Route Army doesn't even have enough military rations, how come you still have food to raise chickens!"
Li Xuebin stared at Wang Ping and asked, wanting an explanation.
"Let's go, Professor Li, I'll take you to see another place!" Wang Ping said directly.
Soon, the earthworm pond appeared in front of Professor Li.
I saw several injured soldiers plucking the densely packed earthworms out of the pond, then putting them in a basin, mincing them, and finally boiling them in two huge iron pots!
Professor Li Xuebin must be a patient with trypophobia. His scalp went numb and he asked with a look of confusion on his face: "Director Wang, why do you raise so many earthworms?"
"Feed the chickens! Feed the chickens cooked earthworm meat with vegetable leaves. It is more nutritious than grain. It only takes three months for the chickens to lay eggs!"
Li Xuebin seemed to have heard a big joke, with a look of disbelief, and then subconsciously exclaimed: "Impossible, this must not be true!"
"They will go back to feed the chickens in a while. You will know in a moment whether what I just said is true or false!" Wang Ping said with confidence.
In less than ten minutes, the cooked earthworms were picked up by the workers, and then mixed with the vegetable leaves that had been chopped nearby, and began to stir. The ratio was about three to seven. After finishing, these things seemed to Professor Li
The very disgusting food was put into basins and sent to the chicken coop!
Seeing the scene of one or two hundred chickens competing for these foods like crazy, Professor Li finally believed it.
He opened his mouth and was stunned for a full minute before he reacted. Then he stared at Wang Ping and asked, "Director Wang, how did you do it? How did you know that earthworms can be fed to chickens?"
"Confidential!" Wang Ping answered directly.
Then he continued to introduce: "In addition to chicken farms, we have now built pig farms and sheep farms, and we are also cultivating vegetable fields and wasteland ourselves. You must know that rotten leaves treated with earthworm ponds are the best
Fertilizer, use it to increase grain production, and the yield can be increased by at least 10%!"
"Also, some places in our military region have begun to promote this chicken-raising technology to the people in the base areas, so that the people can become rich together with us and reduce the burden on the people!"
"I believe that under the influence of these policies, our Eighth Route Army will get better and better. Among other things, there is no problem in ensuring that the soldiers have enough food and good food."
"As long as Professor Li is willing to join the arsenal, he can enjoy the political treatment of Level 10 technology, which is the political treatment of a battalion commander in the army. There will definitely be no problem in supporting his family!"
"Of course, Professor Li, if your family is also educated and skilled, they can also join the arsenal or work in the military region!"
After some painful and difficult hesitation, Li Xuebin stared at Wang Ping and asked: "Director Wang, are you sure what you just said is true and you are not trying to trick me!"
"I'm sure!" Wang Ping replied firmly.
"Professor Li, you can choose to stay here for half a year. After half a year, if you don't cook as I just said, you can choose to leave at any time."
"Okay! I'll stay with you in the Eighth Route Army for the time being! Doesn't the arsenal urgently need a few sets of the most basic mechanical processing equipment? I will take the students to start working on it tomorrow. I hope Director Wang can provide us with a venue. Also, the manufacturing equipment
There will definitely be a lot of parts that we need to make ourselves, so I need ten or at least five skilled blacksmiths!" Professor Li did not hesitate and made the decision readily.
Wang Ping looked happy and answered happily: "Okay, I will give you whatever you want. We in the Eighth Route Army don't have it, so I will snatch it from the Japanese! As for the craftsmen, I will report to you tomorrow morning. In addition, I will ask the military region for instructions.
You are temporarily appointed as the deputy director of the arsenal that specializes in manufacturing and maintaining equipment, and you will enjoy the political treatment of a regular battalion until the level is determined!"
The confidence on Li Xuebin's face convinced Wang Ping that it wouldn't take long for stamping machines, lathes, drilling machines, grinders and other mechanical base machines for processing original parts to appear in front of him.
With these mechanical base machines, they can process various parts themselves and then assemble them into new machine tools to produce weapons and ammunition.
Even if there are no conditions for the production of new machine tools, these industrial mother machines can also process and produce weapon parts, plus the barrels of scrapped weapons, to assemble rifles!
Professor Li was given the task of transforming the industrial machine. Wang Ping was very relieved, and then began to think about the specific development direction of the arsenal after its official establishment!
It is certainly unrealistic to directly manufacture weapons and ammunition.
Not to mention that the arsenal currently does not have any equipment that can make weapons. Even if it is finally obtained, the raw materials will be a big problem.
Especially for the materials used to make gun barrels, if you want to ensure that the barrel and the rifling inside the barrel are durable, the raw materials must be strong enough. With the current foundation of the Eighth Route Army, it will definitely not be able to produce steel specifically for the production of gun barrels.
Of course, historically, the Eighth Route Army finally adopted a compromise method and used solid rails to make gun barrels.
It is very feasible, but even if the barrel is made and the rifling is carved... there are many problems that cannot be solved immediately by the arsenal.
The most critical problem is that the arsenal has no technicians or engineers who can make rifles.
Without people, even if there are equipment and raw materials, the rifle cannot be made.
After much deliberation, Wang Ping finally decided to reload bullets, make grenades, and repair damaged weapons and ammunition on the battlefield!
In a word, first accumulate experience and a sufficient number of mechanics through these things, and then step by step start producing bullets, artillery shells, rifles, and finally machine guns, heavy machine guns, and even artillery.
Reloading bullets, such arsenals and technologies existed during the Red Army period.
You only need to confirm the warhead, primer, and reloading bullets, and there will be no problem at all!
Although Li Xuebin is a professor of mechanics, because Wang Ping has everyone in his hands, he can only come to him for discussion!
"Director Wang, the production of bullet primers is a chemical problem. I know a person who went to the same school as me. At that time, we went south together, and were eventually captured by the Japanese together. I was assigned to Guangtouling Coal Mine, and he seemed to be assigned
We arrived at a copper mine and instructed the Japanese to refine copper ore into copper pads. If we can find him, we can definitely solve the problem of bullet primers."
"As for the bullets, the material is copper, which is very soft. As long as we make some molds on the stamping machine, we can easily press out tens of thousands of bullets in a day!"
"Do you know the specific location of the copper mine?" Wang Ping's eyes lit up and he asked after Li Xuebin.
"I don't like to know the specific location. As far as I know, our generation seems to have only one copper mine. If you, Director Wang, plan to mass-produce bullets, you'd better control this copper mine!"
"Yes, how could I have forgotten this? Pain is not just iron or coal, it is everywhere! Professor Li, thank you. If we can really rescue Professor Zhou as you said, we will need your help to persuade him to join us.
Arsenal!" Wang Ping shouted happily, as if he had eaten honey, his face was as happy as a flower!