"Okay, I've taken your suggestion!"

Zhu Daolin nodded, showing a knowing smile: "If there are any difficulties in life, don't hide them, and go to Li Kuanji generously...... He is an old man from Dongchang, and now he is the acting commander of the Nanjing Firearms Bureau, and he is responsible for the explosives and guns of Dongchang, Jinyiwei and Nanjing Yulinwei. ”

"Humble, remember!"

Yao Binglun nodded with a smile, followed Zhu Daolin and continued to walk inside, a warmth that had never been felt before filled his chest, and he was grateful for Zhu Daolin's sincere care and new appointment, which strengthened his determination to serve Zhu Daolin.

Li Kuanji and Fu Yinglong, a thousand households in Dongchang, had already strode up at this time, and saluted Zhu Daolin respectfully.

Under the wooden shed in front, the four masters and apprentices of Lao Zhangtou, the technical director of the gun and ammunition factory, and the two sons of Lao Nie Tou had already knelt down and saluted.

Zhu Daolin hurriedly went up, helped up the old man in his sixties with gray hair and beard, and then waved his hand to order everyone to get up, and then bent down and patted the dust under the robe for the old man with flushed eyes, and his tone was slightly reproachful:

"Oh, how many times have I said it, don't kneel down as soon as you meet...... The army abolished the kneeling salute as early as a year ago, and the major workshops practiced it the same, but your gunpowder factory and gun and ammunition factory always did not change, listen up! If anyone dares to kneel down to me again, Lao Tzu will deduct his salary and do what he says. ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Lao Zhangtou wiped away the old tears, held Zhu Daolin's hand tightly, and sighed with emotion: "The general's great kindness, the little old man remembers it from the bottom of his heart!" If it weren't for the general snatching the little Lao'er family and a few unsuccessful apprentices back from the Ministry of Industry, where would we have the stable and prosperous days that we dare not think of in eight lifetimes today? ”

"I don't care what the big workshops think, I only know that the 2,000 craftsmen in this Gushan Iron City and the more than 6,000 old and young people behind him. They all regard you as a god and bodhisattva who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, and the little old man kneels lightly, what is it! ”

Zhu Daolin sighed, patted Lao Zhangtou's hand, and said, "But...... If your old man kneels again, it will be a break in my life, do you know? I have received your heart. In the future, just meet and give it up. I would like to take this opportunity to ask you something, why are you reluctant to go to the research institute? ”

"You and Nie Lao are the great heroes of our army, and they are also the only new master craftsmen who have been unanimously approved by the 225 master craftsmen and 64 large and small directors of the research institute this year!"

"When you get old to the research institute, the working conditions will be better, and you can also take your heavy apprentice with you as an assistant, what new techniques and new formulas need to be studied, and you only need to make a report to get enough funds, manpower, and material support, why are you always reluctant to go?"

Li Kuanji, Fu Yinglong, and Yao Binglun were very surprised when they heard this.

The 225 master craftsmen of the institute are all top masters in various industries. Everyone enjoyed a small western-style house and the highest salary, had huge decision-making power and inexhaustible research funds in the industry, and was respected by tens of thousands of apprentice craftsmen and soldiers of the army, and had a much higher status than the heads of the major workshops.

However, the old man in front of him was unwilling to go, why didn't everyone be stunned?

Lao Zhangtou trembled for a long time, and finally said the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Little Lao'er, like Lao Nie, is reluctant to leave the old guy who has been with him for decades!" ”

"Since coming to this solid mountain iron city. More than 8,000 people of all ages lived in spacious brick houses and received high salaries every month. Children don't have to spend a penny to study, and when they are sick or injured, they can get free medical treatment immediately, which is a good day that they never dreamed of before......"

"Xiao Lao'er and Lao Nie, a few lowly foremen, have won the preferential treatment of the general and Admiral Li, and live in a luxurious and comfortable courtyard that is not much better than the fairy nest, and the two sons have become stewards with a few hands and three-legged cats. The monthly salary of up to 40 taels of silver has never stopped, so that the little old man keeps trembling every time he gets it back, and he is afraid that he will live up to the general's great kindness and high hopes! ”

"Although the copper-shelled shell shell shell has been made now, isn't there a bigger shell that has not been made? Xiao Lao'er's body is quite tough, and he can work for a few years. When these four unsuccessful apprentices come out, the little old man will retire and go home to hug his grandson, and there will be nothing to regret in this life! ”

Zhu Daolin sighed, and instructed Li Kuanji: "Kuanji, you are responsible for arranging that the two old men Zhang and Nie will not move to the Longtan Gun Factory with the craftsmen and their families of the gun factory for the time being, and leave the houses of the two old men in the military residential area under Qixia Mountain, let the sons who are the workshop supervisors live in, and continue to keep the Gushan Iron City Research Room......"

"The two old men have the qualifications of the master craftsman, and they must strictly follow the treatment of the master craftsman, and you can provide whatever you need, and you don't need to set a research deadline for the two old men."

"Subordinates remember!" Li Kuanji replied loudly.

Seeing that the tearful old man wanted to kneel down again, Zhu Daolin hurriedly stepped forward to support him and instructed a few apprentices around him to take care of the old man.

Zhu Daolin talked to Lao Nie Tou's two sons for a while, walked to the wooden table where five single-shot rifles and bullets were neatly placed, grabbed a handful of bullets in the wooden box, examined them carefully, and began today's most critical test firing.

Fu Yinglong, Li Kuanji and others hurriedly walked to the long table, took out the telescope that Zhu Daolin had privately gifted, and Lao Nie Tou's two sons picked up the telescope and the charcoal on the table, ready to record.

Lao Zhangtou wiped away his tears, and with the support of several apprentices, he stood on the other side of the long table, nervously looking at the five humanoid targets erected fifty paces in front of him.

The exquisitely crafted bolt-action single-shot rifle was as light as a toy in Zhu Daolin's hand, he skillfully pulled the bolt, carefully checked the bolt and the chamber, carefully stuffed the first bullet, closed the bolt, slightly adjusted the ruler above the chamber, picked up the gun and aimed at the center target about 75 meters in front of him, and pulled the trigger unhurriedly.

"Smack-"

THE FLAME OF THE MUZZLE WAS FLEETING, AND THE CONICAL LEAD BULLET HAD ALREADY SHOT OUT THE 11MM CALIBER BARREL BEFORE THE BLACK SMOKE ROSE, ACCURATELY HITTING THE CENTERED TARGET IN FRONT.

"The seven rings are down!"

Lao Nie Tou's thirty-six-year-old eldest son and Li Kuanji reported at the same time, and after putting down the binoculars and looking at each other, they knew at a glance that it was a tacit understanding formed by months of experiments.

Zhu Daolin nodded with satisfaction, pulled the bolt to complete the shell throwing, continued to pick up a bullet and stuffed it into the chamber, closed the bolt and quickly aimed and pulled the trigger, and reported the results of the nine rings after the gun sounded.

Zhu Daolin quickly became familiar with the rifle in his hand, and when he gave the order to pay attention to the record, he fired twenty-five bullets in a row without stopping.

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PS: Thank you Shan Qingying, I haven't found a big reward yet, thank you book friends for 20100322 big monthly pass! It's already late February, and Xiaohuo is asking for subscriptions, tips, referral tickets, and monthly pass encouragement! (To be continued.) )