A month later.

Canned food production area in Dianbai County.

Zhou Hai stayed at home with his family, closed the door and did not dare to go out.

The reason why I didn't dare to go out was not that pirates were coming, nor that there were any restrictions on the volunteers in Dianbai County, it was purely a natural disaster.

The southern region is affected by Pacific typhoons every year. Guangdong Province is hit by more than 10 typhoons every year, which is God's wrath, and no one has any choice but to stay at home and wait for the typhoon to pass.

Today, the factory canceled the production task, and Zhou Hai and his family hid in the house and did not dare to go out.

"Hehe, God was angry in the past! How much sin the family will suffer, now that the days are better, no matter how angry God is outside, it will be okay to hide in the house. ”

Mei Zizi drank a glass of rice wine, Zhou Hai sighed in his heart, because the house he bought was very late, and the houses behind him were all reinforced concrete, although the price was much higher than that of a brick house, at least it was raining heavily outside, and no matter how strong the wind blew, it had no effect on such a house.

The canned whale meat is fried before processing, and it is kept in the jar, and it can be eaten directly, and it can be heated if it is a little particular.

Now that the weather is bad outside, I don't need to heat up the food and eat it directly.

Hearing her husband's emotion, she was also full of gratitude to the city lord of Zhangjiacheng.

"No, last year, living in a thatched hut was useless, and the whole family almost froze to death."

In typhoon weather, how much shelter can be expected from the thatched hut must be the result of the whole family getting wet.

Compared with before, Zhou Hai is very satisfied with his current life, he is an honest farmer, and he does not seek to be rich and expensive in life, and his wife and children are already satisfied.

After working in the factory for a month, there are miscellaneous things, and the two of them have a combined income of seven or eight silver coins.

Originally, you could earn more by going to sea to fish, but Zhou Hai just didn't want to go to sea, you can say that he has no ambition to satisfy the little rich Xiao'an in front of him, but he is this kind of simple pursuit, you are not convinced.

Maybe after a while, seeing that others can earn a lot of silver coins, can tempt Zhou Hai to make money in his heart**.

"Hoohoo, hoohoo......"

The strong wind is blowing violently in the house, Zhou Hai is very comfortable in the house, the four children are sleeping in the room, and they have not been affected by the typhoon.

The next day.

Chen Zijian rushed over from Zhangjiacheng, Dianbai County is a key area, fortunately Zhangjiacheng has been preserving meat before, these days the typhoon has affected the sea, Zhangjiacheng's meat safety can be guaranteed.

With the stock of meat in Zhangjiacheng, even if there is no canned food in Dianbai County within a month, it can also ensure a stable supply of meat.

Standing on the beach, after two days of typhoons, the sea surface returned to calm.

The former thatched houses in Dianbai County basically collapsed in this typhoon, but fortunately, the damage caused by the typhoon was very small.

Dianbai County has been identified as a meat production base in Chen Zijian, and there are two types of housing structures here, one is a red brick house built in the early stage, and the other is a reinforced concrete house.

Before the arrival of the typhoon, the tiled houses increased the weight of bricks to prevent them from being blown away by typhoons, and the other reinforced concrete houses were not afraid of typhoons.

The people lived in these two types of houses, and although there was a strong typhoon outside, reaching the level of eight or nine typhoons in later generations, the people were very safe in their rooms.

The grass houses where the people used to live were all blown down by the typhoon because they were not reinforced by the people.

Chen Zijian received reports from various places that the typhoon did not have a great impact on Zhangjiacheng, and that the road was buried due to mudslides in some sections of the road.

The solution to the problem is very simple, just send people to clean it up, and in addition, the houses built before have been inspected, and very few of them have been directly blown down by the typhoon.

Chen Zijian has long known that there are typhoons in eastern Guangdong Province every year, and there is no problem with the quality of the houses built.

At the cannery, hundreds of people are cleaning up the garbage after the typhoon.

"Factory director, quick, come out, the city lord is here."

Wu Laozheng instructed everyone to clean up, and when he heard Chen Zijian coming, he threw away his crutches directly and trotted out.

The cannery is a key protection factory, and there are usually 20 volunteers armed with Minnie guns standing guard, and there is also a police station not far away.

Some people are looking for trouble with the cannery, and the attitude is bad, but the volunteers standing guard shoot directly, and this is a matter of meat safety in Zhangjiacheng, and whoever is looking for trouble will die.

When Wu Lao ran out, he saw that the city lord had already arrived outside the gate and had already dismounted and waited, followed by dozens of guards who also dismounted.

"Chief, how can I drive you here, there is something to report to you."

Wu Lao said very respectfully in the past.

Chen Zijian: "Old Wu, how is your life, I'll come over to see if there is any problem in the cannery." ”

Chen Zijian gave the horse rope to the guard next to him and walked into the cannery.

Wu Lao followed behind Chen Zijian, "The chief has filtered, Xiao Lao is asking everyone to clean up, and the fishing boats that go to sea today will be able to continue to produce canned food when they come back." ”

Chen Zijian went in to take a look, because the cannery is built with reinforced concrete, and the terrain is high, the typhoon has little impact on the cannery, that is, there are many trees in this section, and everyone is cleaning them up.

Because of the importance of the cannery, Chen Zijian didn't feel at ease to come and have a look.

Chen Zijian: "Wu Lao has done a good job, and you will supervise the rest of the things." ”

When Wu Lao heard that Chen Zijian attached so much importance to himself, he felt that his bones were a few taels lighter, and his whole body was comfortable.

"Don't worry, the chief can't see that there is a problem with the old man."

Chen Zijian nodded, and turned around to leave without any problems.

There is a naval base in Dianbai County, and Chen Zijian led people there.

The naval base is bustling with activity, and it has been affected by the typhoon and has suffered heavy damage.

Two battleships next to each other, a group of naval ** shoulders, counting artillery losses.

"Alas, a piece of artillery was found useless here, and a few people came over and dismantled it."

"It's miserable, our ship has nine guns useless, and we found another one, and we lost so many guns, how can we go to sea to find pirates when the time comes!"

"Don't talk about it, if the artillery was dismantled in the past, what else can I do, the ship will definitely have to go back to repair it for a while before it can come out, otherwise how can a battleship without artillery fight."

"You say, if the chief knew about the loss of so many artillery, would he blame the boss!"

"Oh, who knows, when the sky falls, there is a boss on top, and we can't blame it!"

"The losses are heavy, I haven't fought so badly before. Well, God is angry and has done us miserable. ”

"God is angry, we can only bear it, this is no way!"

A group of volunteers, as they spoke, cleaned up their weapons and repaired the damaged areas they saw. Of course, small repairs are fine, but if they are large repairs, they will not work.

Fortunately, the damage from the collision was not very serious, but there was artillery at the place of the collision, and the artillery was not much better.

Zhang Wu was unhappy at this time, very unhappy.

The losses reported by his subordinates have come out, because the waves are too big, and the ropes of the five battleships are not fished, and they are blown away by the typhoon, and I don't know where they sank.

The warships that were salvaged did not end well, and more than 10 of them collided, because of the collision between the warships, many guns were damaged, and more than 100 scrapped guns have been cleared.

Some time ago, the war with the whites was not so bad, and now a typhoon has directly reduced the combat effectiveness of the navy by two percent.

"Report."

"Come in!"

"Legion Commander, the Chief is here!"

Zhang Wu's head instantly became bigger, this is miserable, how to explain to the chief.

Zhang Wu's forehead was sweating, but he knew the task of the chief, and he was going to set off to Fujian to find trouble with Zheng Zhilong, and now the navy has suffered such a big loss, it is difficult to explain it.

Greet Chen Zijian head-on. Zhang Wu followed behind Chen Zijian with his neck chained.

"Why don't you speak, this typhoon problem is not your problem, what are you worried about."

In those days, there was no forecast, and only when a typhoon was found to be coming, did you know that the problem was serious.

After discovering the typhoon, with the speed of the navy, there was nothing to be done to avoid the typhoon, Chen Zijian heard the loss of the battleship, and did not mean to blame Zhang Wu.

This is a natural disaster, there is no way to predict it in advance, and no one can avoid it.

Zhang Wu: "Chief. ”

Chen Zijian patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, the lost battleship will be repaired soon, and the loss of the battleship will be lost, no one can do anything, the key is not the most important thing to lose brothers." ”

"I've got the shipyard ready. Fifty battleships have been completed, waiting for the final artillery installation, tomorrow the platoon brothers will come over to help, and the artillery will be installed and trained later. ”

Zhang Wu nodded seriously, this time it was really a disaster, fortunately Chen Zijian had no intention of blaming. I want to talk about "The Thief at the End of the Ming Dynasty" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~