"Uncle Zhu, the meat you want is weighed." A swarthy middle-aged man shouted loudly at the door of the courtyard wall with a few taels of pork belly in his hand. A pungent smell of oil permeated the low courtyard walls in the distance. The middle-aged man spat on the ground.

"You kid, you're in your thirties, and you're still like a hairy child, if you don't please a mother-in-law, you'll be a bachelor for the rest of your life." Father Zhu scolded in a low voice, since this middle-aged man died five years ago, he didn't even leave an heir, and he has been single since then. But it's not too bad, in this troubled world, it's good to be able to live a life and not go hungry.

"With the current conditions of my family, who wants to marry and suffer crimes, if you can't please your mother-in-law, you will be like Uncle Zhu, and you will stay in this oil factory for the rest of your life." The middle-aged man said hesitantly.

"Staying in the oil mill for the rest of your life? I'm afraid not, this oil factory has been transferred out, and the new owner doesn't know if it's good to get along, and if it doesn't work, I'll have to sweep it out. Uncle Zhu took out a cigarette stick, knocked the ash in the smoke pot clean, loaded it with some tobacco and lit the fire, and said in a foggy manner.

"What, who is this new owner, even an old man like Uncle Zhu has to sweep the floor out, this is too unusual." The middle-aged man exclaimed, Yanchang Oil Factory has been running for so many years, although the benefits have not been too good, these workers inside can be maintained, if all the workers inside are disbanded, I really don't know what to do to make a living in the future.

"I heard that it was from Lanzhou, who knows what kind of character the owner is." Uncle Zhu spat out a puff of smoke and shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"That's not going to drive everyone in the factory away. They turned the factory down. Don't you want to do it anymore? ”

The two were talking. At this time, there were already a large number of carriages and horses arriving at the nearest Zhaojia Village, most of them were carriages, and many of them were big steel men who made a sound when they swished, no horses were needed, but they were full of things, and only one person sat on it, turning a disc-like thing with his hand, and some of them were still Western ghosts. In this remote place in northern Shaanxi, it is rare to see such Western whites. Not to mention the steel monster with a sound and a cart of things and four wheels. In the words of Zhou Xiucai, the most knowledgeable person in the village, Zhaojia Village is open this time.

These four rollers are naturally the Mark AC bulldog tractors imported by Jiang Li from the United States, and there are cars in places like Shaanxi Province, but they are not common, but tractors are definitely rare goods compared to the entire Republic of China, and rich people will buy cars to show their status. And those who don't have the money, who would be ashamed to buy a tractor to pull crops? But a tractor is not as expensive as a car. Concrete roads can run, and mud roads can run. Even on rainy days. There are many more things to pull and easy to maintain. Cartloads of equipment were pulled from above, and if they could be horse-drawn carriages, it would inevitably be much more troublesome. This time, in order to better develop the Yanchang oil mine and facilitate the construction of the factory here, Jiang Li directly transferred 30 bulldog tractors to the new factory.

"At present, the proven reserves are about 217 million tons, which belong to medium and large oil mines, but most of the Yanchang oil mines are low-permeability and low-yield oil fields, and the estimated output of a drilling well is only about one-seventh to one-eighth of the average of the major powers. If you want to increase production, you need to increase the number of wells drilled. The Yanchang oil mill now produces only about a few hundred tons a year, mainly because the current mining methods are too primitive and almost all rely on manpower, which is not only time-consuming, but also ineffective. How many drilling materials did Director Qian bring from the United States this time? ”

Although Li Siguang had taken a bath at this time, he drilled into the wasteland all day long, surveying the general scope of the oil field, whether it was suitable for exploitation or not, and there was also a faint smell of oil on his body. He still had gauze tied to his hand, and he had been bitten by a coyote, and if it hadn't been for the soldiers who had been guarding him in time to shoot the wolf away, he might have lost his life.

Wandering in the field all day long, although there are people taking care of food and clothing, but people have also lost weight. It's just that Li Siguang didn't care either, and the whole person looked unusually spiritual. Enthusiastically introduced the situation of the oil field to Qian Bufei.

"With this psychological preparation, our country's oil production is not high now, even if the situation is a little more difficult, as long as the problem of existence can be solved, it is worth meeting the needs of the Northwest Industrial Factory. The equipment brought here this time is enough to drill 207 wells, and there are only 200 wells on the order, and 7 of them are second-hand goods that I have brought over from soft grinding and hard foaming. Damn, the Yankees are really not things, I have worked for them for so many years, and the efficiency of the factory is not good, and the layoffs start with us Chinese. ”

Qian Bufei said with a smile. Qian Bufei was originally a Chinese in the United States, and he also worked in an oil mine, but when he caught up with the economic crisis, the efficiency of the oil mine failed to improve, and Qian Bufei naturally lost his job. However, just in time for Jiang Lida to build the northwest, Qian Bufei was found by the students in the United States, under the sign of industrial salvation, Qian Bufei had the attitude of trying it out, but he didn't expect to come to the right place, and he bought so much oil production equipment at one time, if it weren't for the fact that the conditions of the oilfield were not good, these equipment alone could mine hundreds of thousands of tons a year.

"The material of more than 200 wells, conservatively, can extract 50,000 tons of crude oil a year, and optimistically estimates that it can reach about 65,000 tons." Li Siguang nodded, and his heart was quite excited, in any case, once a large amount of oil production was produced in this Yanchang Oilfield, which seemed to have a very good prospect in China, it was the crystallization of his hard work, and it was also an affirmation of what he had learned in his life, and it was no longer like staying on paper in Nanjing. "When will the refining technicians arrive?"

"The American uncles you mentioned, they are now resting in Xi'an, saying that they are traveling long distances, driving all the way, there are famines and poor people all the way, and they finally see a decent place, and they refuse to leave when they rest, I can't do it, I can't do it, come and take a look first, but to be honest, this oil mill looks really desolate, and if you don't solve some material conditions, it's not easy to expect those American uncles to do practical things." When it comes to white Americans, Qian Bufei's tone is not very good.

"Foreigners have never taken us seriously, and the commander also said that only his own people can be relied on, and when he has cultivated talents, he doesn't need to look at people's faces. There is no way now, compared with the Anti-Japanese War, it is worth looking at the faces of these foreign technicians. Li Siguang also sighed and said. (To be continued.) )