With the railroad as the dividing line, directly south of the mercenaries in the Eastern District, that is, the eastern part of the Southern District, and the place adjacent to the central business district, is the place known as the Artisan District, although it still looks dilapidated, it is full of all kinds of small gun workshops, and black smoke rises everywhere.

As mentioned earlier, Pingzhou City is an industrial city dominated by automobile production, and most of the city's residents are workers, but anyone who has some ability is doing the work of producing firearms.

However, in modern industry, most of them are assembly line projects, and the young workers are not as strong as the older ones, so the old workers over 40 years old are the main ones who do this business.

Guan Guoping lives in this district, a street full of coal ash, this street, because of the large number of these clay kilns, earth furnaces, smelting steel, making parts, no matter how clean this street is, the ground becomes darker and darker over time.

It is conceivable that people living in such an environment can have a better time, and there is a smell of coal in their breath.

At this time, it is early in the morning, the surrounding iron shops are still preparing, there is no official start of construction, it is a rare time of the day to have good air, Guan Guoping's son Guan Jun went out early, now although the city wall is built on a large scale, there is a shortage of workers everywhere, but it is better to work in the east city wall than to go to the west city wall far away from home, and there are many anti-bag people in the east of the southern district.

I grabbed a job in the East District, and I gave out lunch at noon, and I could bring it back to my father to eat.

Guan Guoping looked at his son, who was getting thinner and thinner, and felt that although his son did not inherit his own mechanical design, he was also a smart child, and he was the main force of the school basketball team during college. Even if he left school and did some management, he was a man who was sought after by girls everywhere in the company. But look at it now, because he, a crippled father, not only has to work hard every day to support him, and his body is already unbearable, but the girl who is about to get married, after reuniting a while ago, was also dumped because of her despondent livelihood, this world is so realistic.

You can't even fill your belly, and you still hope for love.

Guan Guoping is inspecting the workpieces in his hands one by one, although he does not have the ability to open a firearms workshop, but his forty years of experience is not thrown in vain, several of his former apprentices, now they are in their forties, opened a firearms workshop, in order to sell weapons without being smashed in the shop, they need strict quality inspection, this job, they all trust the master.

Originally, he didn't want to accept the charity of a few apprentices for the sake of face, but seeing his son's hard work, he really couldn't bear it, and he could earn a little bit.

There are a lot of plastic boxes in the courtyard, which are full of workpieces, and the names of the people to whom they belong are written on them, some of them are stamped with qualified labels, and some are stamped with unqualified labels, but because they are not sent by an apprentice, there is still competition between them, and he must be detailed in classifying, and there are many more complicated things.

Near noon, the small workshops and blacksmith shops everywhere have begun to work, and several apprentices have come to pick up the inspection workpieces one after another.

"Xiao Peng, you are the workpiece of three guns, the hardness of the shell hook is not enough, although you can't follow the specifications of the standard, but you can't deal with it, use some good steel, this kind of steel shell hook is up to twenty times to pull the bolt, and it will break."

"I understand the master, these are some simple single-shot rifles, my technology is limited, only this kind of steel, when the time comes, make a few more, remind the customer to use instead." A man in his mid-forties carried his suitcase and said, "The other parts are fine." ”

"According to the past, they were all substandard things, but now, I can only say that the guns assembled from these things should not shoot more than 100 rounds, and not more than 20 rounds at a time, otherwise it will definitely blow up the chamber and injure the user."

"That's okay, now this kind of home-made firearm, whoever dares to use it for life, is careful to use it."

"Xiao Zheng, you're here too, come here, you have problems with these ten guns."

Seeing a bright middle-aged man smiling at the door, Guan Guoping beckoned.

"Eh, old man Guan, what's wrong with my things?"

Guan Guoping pointed to the workpiece in a box on the ground and said: "The firing needle spring is not tough enough, it will be deformed in five shots at most, the trigger buckle is too short, it is easy to hook empty, and the inside of the barrel is uneven. ”

"Eh, hey, old man, I'll just give you food, where are you talking so much, if it weren't for the fact that you are crippled and take care of your business, my Zheng Yuanyi's things will be tested for you, and you will get your meal ticket with a qualified stamp!"

Guan Guoping's face was a little ugly, this Zheng Yuanyi didn't give him face at all, so he couldn't hang up if he said this.

"Lao Zheng! How to speak! ”

"Zheng Yuanyi! That's the master! ”

The few people who came in couldn't bear it and spoke up.

"Don't talk nonsense there, look at you, one by one, it's good to have a business of three or five guns a month, I, Zheng Yuanyi, have a business of twenty guns a month, do you know the Jiujiang mercenary group? As much as I do, they want as much as they want! How righteous and awe-inspiring they are one by one, aren't they jealous of my business, I sue you, you are destined to be a poor ghost for the rest of your life! Acquaintances give me honesty, don't know the like, believe it or not, you have no business to do! ”

One by one is dumb fire, like Zheng Yuanyi said, they are a person with three or two pieces of land, build a clay kiln to make their own guns, the output is only two or three rods a month, remove labor costs, they earn just to support their families, Zheng Yuanyi is different, it is a big factory with a machine tool and a model machine, and twenty rods a month is stable.

It's really not that hard to eat them.

Now no one dares to open their mouths.

Zheng Yuanyi is a villain, and when he saw that the people around him didn't speak, he sneered at Guan Guoping.

"You said you, half-dead and then these dogs, fooled the past, really take yourself seriously, sue you, the business will be gone in the future! I won't do the test of my twenty guns for you, old thing, wait to starve to death! ”

"Say it again!"

A young man rushed in with a big wrench in his hand, with bruises on his forehead, and pointed at Zheng Yuanyi with a big wrench.

"Eh, who should I be, little junior brother, you don't resist what half of the garlic is packed here, if you have the ability, you can move me to try, I have more than a dozen apprentices under my hands!"

But just when Guan Juntian was entangled, rational and angry at the same time, a flying foot was raised and kicked in Zheng Yuanyi's chest, and Li Yang walked in with Zheng Xiaobin, and that kick was kicked by Li Yang.

"I moved you, you bit me."