Episode 6 The Chin Mission is coming

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The sky was overcast, and it was raining lightly. On the road outside the factory gates, more than 1,000 workers lined up in two columns, dejected and soaked, their feet in the mud, shivering, and occasionally reaching out to glance at the end of the road.

Behind them, dozens of soldiers in raincoats, with large guns in their arms, yawned, and gently stomped on the ground with their feet replaced, their eyes scanning the workers in front of them boredly. It was as if they were watching the workers, as if they were protecting someone.

At the farthest end of the two platoons, on the side of the road were a dozen pot-bellied officers. They were all in their forties and fifties, with fat faces and small eyes, and they were like pigs compared to the scrawny workers.

Behind each of them, there was a soldier holding an umbrella for them. The two soldiers carried a large plaque in their arms, which was wrapped in oilcloth, and it was impossible to see what was written.

From here to the factory gate, more than 100 meters away, the road is covered with a layer of tarpaulin, and the rainwater accumulates on it, shining brightly. This "tarpaulin road" extends all the way to the factory gate and leads inside.

Across the highway, carrying a huge silk banner with eight large nondescript characters embroidered with gold thread:

The emperor's grace is vast, and he is a grandmother

The following line of small print:

-- Greetings to Lord Chincha for inspecting Factory 0251

Among the dozen fat men, the eldest fat man, whose epaulettes were a lieutenant colonel, looked very anxious, but still maintained a friendly smile and kept looking at his pocket watch. The pocket watch was bright gold and yellow, and even on a rainy day, it was dazzling.

"Grandma, it's eleven o'clock," he finally couldn't laugh anymore, gasping and muttering, "The notice says it's nine o'clock, it's *** eleven o'clock." ”

A major next to him nodded cautiously, echoed two sentences of "yes", and then said tentatively:

"Captain, maybe it's a rainy day, and the road is not easy to walk...... There are too many potholes on the Jingbao Highway, and it is not easy for cars to drive normally, but now when it rains, the potholes are filled, and maybe the car of Lord Qincha is stuck in the potholes......"

The factory director returned to a kind smile on his face and nodded slightly.

The lieutenant colonel next to him smiled when he saw him, and everyone regained their harmony and continued to wait "patiently" in the rain.

The factory director has already scolded in his heart: There are many potholes on the mother's Jingbao Highway? There are few potholes on the Jingbao Highway! Now these new asphalt roads are not as good as the old dirt roads! The imperial court allocated funds to build the asphalt road, didn't it be cleaned layer by layer before I saw a single stone that time? It would be nice to have a quarter or a fifth left over for road repair.

Now these dilapidated roads are very bright when they are just repaired, and let the people beat gongs and drums, let the people kill pigs and sheep, and let the people raise money to repair the memorial arch...... As a result, it wasn't two or three months of his mother's time, and the archway was not half built, and it became potholes? Don't talk about big trucks and cars, it's an exaggeration, even the people's donkey carts will roll out the asphalt road out of big holes!

Now, because of these dilapidated roads, local governments have created a new way of making money: asking the common people to pay for repairing the roads every one or two months. Then symbolically fill two shovels of sand, and fill it up even if it is repaired. Then let the people pay for the celebration. Then, if it rains again, the road will naturally be "washed away by the torrential rain", and naturally you can collect money to repair the road.

……

The director listened to the sound of the raindrops above his head hitting the oilcloth, squinted his eyes, and thought about these infuriating things. …… Grandma's is really angry, why didn't Lao Tzu exercise in the first place. Now I spent a first-class price, but I got a third-class fat shortage. Although the arsenal is also short of fat, and the annual appropriation can also be intercepted by fifty or sixty percent, the arsenal is not trivial, there are too many points to be done up and down, and in the end, it is good to have an achievement in your own pocket......

After all, it's not as good as them building roads, and there is no risk, but it's hard to fish. And it is often broken and often repaired, and the silver is constantly in all seasons.

A junior officer ran over and whispered to the factory director:

"My lord, there's another fainting over there."

The director frowned and looked at the gold watch, it was already half past eleven. My stomach growled, too. He smacked his lips and complained:

"Grandma's, these workers too, where is the strength to ask for wages, quite a big man, standing in the middle of the morning and fainting? Didn't you eat wotou last night? I drank porridge this morning...... Let Lord Qincha see what it will look like...... Let them stand for a while, so be it, hold on until half past one, and if you don't come yet, I'll make the decision for everyone, and let everyone take turns to go in and drink hot water. ”

Soon, there was a loud shout from the workers' welcome queue:

"Hold on, it's rainy, it's not easy for Lord Qincha to come and see us! People are Lord Qincha, that is on behalf of the emperor, and seeing Lord Qincha is equivalent to seeing the emperor! Let you line up here for the emperor's errand, that is a blessing from the previous life! …… It's still not satisfied, pretending to be a bear...... Now even the factory chief and so many adults are standing here with you...... Hey, what, sneeze? Okay, if you have a sneeze, let's finish it now, don't wait for Lord Qincha to come and sneeze again...... I can't afford to eat ......."

At the gate of the factory, a tricycle rode out, along the "oilcloth road", in full view of two columns of workers, until it rode to the dozen officers, and then the rider tore off his raincoat and hat, and said with a flattering smile:

"My lord, hehe, the adults have worked hard, and it rains hard...... The kitchen burned a bucket of pig's trotters and ginger soup, and the adults drank a bowl to drive away the cold......"

"Well, ...... well"

"Hehehe, pig's trotter soup, not bad......"

A group of officials smiled and held their bellies, and asked the soldiers behind them to hold umbrellas and gather around to share the hot soup and drink.

……

Suddenly, a soldier shouted:

"It's coming, it's coming! …… My lord, the car team is coming! Lord-sama Chincha is here......"

More than a dozen officials threw down the bowls and spoons in a panic, and the factory director waved his hand and shouted:

"Quick, pull away! Pull away! ”

The cook jumped on the tricycle and pedaled towards the factory gate. The officers immediately stood in order, and the general was on his stomach and facing the direction from which the car had come. A junior officer hurriedly ran to the road, commanding and shouting, and the workers on both sides of the road squatted down, grabbed the tarpaulins on the road, and lifted them to both sides at the same time, revealing a brand-new red carpet on the entire road.

The carpet is thick, brand new, and as wide as the road, the whole asphalt road has become a "carpet road". This red carpet is embroidered with unicorns and beasts, phoenixes and birds, which are very exquisite, dazzling red, red as blood.

At the same time, two extra-long firecrackers, each more than 100 meters long, were held in the hands of two columns of workers. Two workers crouched at the end of the firecracker, ready to listen to the order to light the fire.

The junior officer of the "commander-in-chief" raised his arms and looked back at the chase-sama of the Chincha, looking at the opportunity, ready to give orders at any time.

…… Who knew that the Qincha convoy did not drive the red carpet all the time, but stopped at the end. A fat man in a brocade robe and a horse coat slowly squeezed out of the car, and immediately several umbrellas rushed to hit him on the top of his head.

That fat man is Chincha. He seemed ready to get out of the car and chat with the factory officials. …… The shelves don't look big.

It's just that the "firecracker commander-in-chief" here is depressed, and his two super-long firecrackers have been brought out early. It's very difficult. No one knew it was going to rain today. If you bring it out early, it will get wet and won't blow up; If you are late and miss the best time, there will be no effect of "firecrackers in the road to welcome the Qincha convoy".

He was so anxious that he ordered the workers to use their bodies to keep the firecrackers out of the rain. But the workers seemed happy to see the firecrackers go off, and they all gloated over the disaster.

Fortunately, Qin Cha didn't stay long, and got in the car again. The officers of the factory also gathered on both sides of the convoy and followed them to the factory. As if he had been granted amnesty, this "commander-in-chief" waved his hand, and two firecrackers exploded at the same time.

More than a dozen cars of Qincha drove on the red carpet, and the firecrackers on both sides exploded on both sides of Qincha's car, accompanied by flashes, crisp sounds, and green smoke, and workers on both sides shouted in unison:

"The Emperor's grace is immense! Regenerate grandma! …… The Emperor's grace is immense! Regenerate grandma! ……”

Although the voice is weak, it is quite neat, and I don't know how many times I have practiced it beforehand.

In the back cars, several photographers from the "Daqing Daily" came out with cameras, and special people behind them held umbrellas to take pictures of Lord Qincha.

……

Emperor Guangwu of the Qing Dynasty was quite dissatisfied with the national military production during this period, especially the output of aircraft, which lagged far behind the Southern Ming. Then, starting from May, he gave the Minister of Military Aircraft the title of Minister of Labor, and was sent by the emperor to inspect the entire industrial system.

After Mu Long's departure from Beijing, the first military base to be inspected was the Baoding Arsenal, codenamed No. 0251 Arsenal. It mainly produces all kinds of shells and bullets, and is the largest ammunition production base in the country.

Twice the convoy of Lord Chincha drove into the puddle. Fortunately, it's not a car, and it can be towed out with other cars. But Lord Chincha has long been angry. However, when I arrived at the place, I was obviously satisfied with the red carpet and long firecrackers. This means that this place has made up its mind to do everything in its power and to slap itself out of the blood.

As I thought, this national tour is destined to be a "wealth journey". This first place has a good start. Very good.

Mu Long'er entered the factory, surrounded by factory officials, and was directly welcomed to the "officer's canteen" without looking at the workshop or the production line. This is actually a luxury restaurant built by the arsenal itself, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, and the degree of luxury inside is not inferior to the high-end restaurants in Beijing and even in the downtown area of Nanjing.

"Lord Qincha for the country, the people, and the emperor, he has worked tirelessly, all the way, and poured heavy rain, he is really a model for my generation......"

The factory director flattered him, and then sneered:

"There is a way that the spring is cold, although it is entering May, but it is rainy, and the weather is still a little cold...... Xiaguan specially prepared a few flavored side dishes to dispel the cold, hehe...... It's all simple souvenirs, please try it, and also keep the cold for the ......Chincha-sama."

Mu Long hummed and smiled at the occasion, glancing at the expensive but common cold dishes on the banquet, and he was not interested at all. Why are the people here so ignorant, and they keep saying that they want to try it for Lord Ben?

He snorted coldly, and was about to brace his face, but then his eyes widened.

Several graceful women dressed in the Western Regions came up singing and dancing, and then, behind them were twelve strong men in Western Regions robes, carrying a huge wooden plate.

Lying on a wooden plate...... A camel.

The camel, which has been half a size, is two or three hundred catties, has been roasted to a brown and tender color, sprinkled with all kinds of condiments, green bay leaves, fragrant, mouth-watering.

"Hehe, my lord," said the director with a smirk, "compared to adults who don't often eat such souvenirs in Beijing...... Baoding is close to the Western Regions, but it is much closer than Beijing...... Roasted camel, this is also a special dish of the Western Regions, hehe...... My lord, this roasted camel was first hollowed out and washed, and a mouthful of pig was stuffed into the camel's belly. A lamb is stuffed in the belly of the pig, a chicken is stuffed in the belly of the lamb, a pigeon is stuffed in the belly of a pigeon, a fish is stuffed in the belly of the pigeon, and an egg is stuffed in the belly of the fish...... Oh, it's a fragrant smell, although it's a nourishing dish, you can eat the taste of a variety of dishes......"