"Zishan, I think you have the temperament of a landlord." Wen Desi chuckled, "Everyone has the temperament of a bastard, but you have the power of a landlord."
"Maybe our ancestors were landowners. My dream has always been to have a large manor, grow vegetables and raise chickens, build a grape trellis, put a wicker chair underneath, and drink tea slowly with a teapot..."
"It's so enjoyable, but can't we do it now?" Wen Desi said slowly, "We have made a lot of money, your dream is trivial."
"It's a pity that the wormhole will disappear one day." Xiao Zishan stretched his muscles and bones, "I feel there are obvious energy fluctuations this time."
"It would be great if it were a random door for Doraemon." Mr. Wen laughed.
Xiao Zishan laughed: "I haven't finished what I said. There are a few cool beauties fanning and peeling lychees next to them. A mature woman, a royal sister, a little loli..." He thought for a moment, "In fact, Colgate is Loli is a good girl."
"That girl," Wen Desi lay on the sand and peeled off a lychee, "is not Gao Qing's daughter at all."
"Well, the DNA difference is quite big." Xiao Zishan began to register the pile of dishes and porcelain. Every time he traveled back through time, he was responsible for registering the trade items and income. Mr. Wang went to work in his small machinery factory again. Recently, he was very enthusiastic about going to work, so much that it surprised Mr. Wen and Xiao Zishan. Not only did he work overtime all day long, but he was also very excited when he came back.
"There is absolutely no genetic characteristics from her father in appearance, and she is slightly similar to her brother. And that height."
"Mr. Wen, are you attracted to this long-legged little lolita?"
"You have to put it aside first. There are too many serious things to do. Let's see what we are going to do first."
"Of course we are recruiting troops."
After completing the third cross-travel trade, they already had more than 20 million in cash, and the conditions for material preparation had been met.
To recruit troops, the first task is to choose a suitable assembly point - a special place is needed to receive those who will report in the future. Guangzhou is obviously not a suitable place. According to Wen Desi's idea, this location should be relatively remote, close to the location of the future crossing, with sufficient living facilities to accommodate hundreds of people for food and accommodation, and a large open space, preferably a playground.
"What do you want a playground for?" Xiao Zishan was confused.
"Exercise your body," Wen Desi looked at his arms and Xiao Zishan's belly, "Not to mention, when you want to escape for your life, you must at least outrun the natives of the Ming Dynasty."
The troops were now divided into three groups. Because Xiao Zishan had worked as a salesperson and was familiar with the cities along the Guangdong coast, it was up to him to find a base. Wang Luobin continued to work in his machinery factory. Wen Desi stayed in Guangzhou to prepare for the next cross-trading trade, and at the same time hosted online discussions on the guestbook and discovered those professionals. The first batch of invitation lists has been drawn up.
The fourth person to join the committee is not from the Internet, which is somewhat unexpected.
Wen Desi had just read the discussion board that night and was thinking about who he would have a private interview with next. Suddenly he saw Wang Luobin walking in, wearing a greasy work clothes and sitting down on the sofa indifferently. on his face, his face full of excitement.
"Wang Gong, why do you come to work so excitedly every day?" Wen Desi was very curious.
"Mr. Wen, I want you to meet someone."
"Who is it?" Wen Desi secretly wondered. Wang Gong usually doesn't like to talk and doesn't socialize much. Moreover, he is not a local. Why did he suddenly want to introduce someone to him?
"My boss." Seeing that Wen Desi didn't respond, he added, "He's the boss of where I work. His surname is Zhan."
"Um?"
"I told him about time travel——"
"What?!" Wen Desi almost jumped up.
"Old Wen, don't be excited, don't be excited," Wang Luobin said, "His surname is Zhan, and his name is Zhan Wuya. He is a technician with very good skills. He is proficient in turning, pliers, planing and milling..."
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business. Didn't he treat you as a psychopath or a liar?"
"That's not true. He still wants to participate."
"Participate?" Wen Desi couldn't think of anything for a while and asked again, "Does he want to go too?"
"Yes, when I made a hand-cranked Gatling gun with him that day..."
"What!?" Wen Desi really jumped up this time, "Wang Gong!!"
He quickly lowered his voice - although the sound insulation of this room was very good.
"You are crazy! You will go to jail for making a black gun!"
"It's nothing. After all, we have to make guns when we get to the Ming Dynasty. Practice your skills first." Wang Luobin looked indifferent. "It doesn't matter if we make two guns with machinery. Little Japan has already made the 92 infantry cannon."
"Let's not talk about little Japan's 92 guns. What's the matter with your boss?"
"He particularly appreciates your idea and said that the machining aspect has been left to him. He is planning to move his entire factory there."
Zhan Wuya is not the greasy old worker that Mr. Wen imagined, but he looks like he is in his early thirties. He is wearing a T-shirt, his hair is neatly combed, and his hands are very large and have rough skin. the nature of his profession.
Due to the nature of his work, Mr. Wen usually has a lot of contact with such small outsourcing processing factories. After chatting, the two people quickly discussed in depth some machining technical issues. The common language shortened the distance between the two parties, and they soon talked about everything.
"Mr. Wen, let's put it this way, we are in the machinery business and there is never anything we can't make." Zhan Wuya's speech was full of working class pride, "It's just my small factory. We can't make tanks." Dare I say, building some mortars and machine guns is a piece of cake. When I was in technical school..."
He talked for five minutes about how he made a mortar as his graduation project, and then discussed the gun-making problem with Wang Luobin - only later did he find out why Wang Luobin and Boss Zhan established the relationship so quickly. The main reason why they formed a strong friendship is that both of them are avid gun enthusiasts - Wen Desi quickly stopped the two men's talk to prevent others from thinking that this was a brewing black gun gang.
He introduced the main equipment in his factory: 2 shears, 8ot1 bending machines, 63t1 punches, 5t1 punches, 2 lathes, 1 planer, 1 radial drilling machine, 3 bench drills, and cutting machines 1 set, 5 electric welding machines, 1 spot welding machine, 1 sawing machine, 1 crane, 1 grinder, 2 grinders, 1 set of oxygen welding, 1 set of air compressor, and 1 set of baking and paint room facilities.
"Actually, it's a bit more difficult. You have three major machines and you can work together." Zhan Wuya said, "When I was studying, I liked to read military industry memoirs. At that time, those who were engaged in military industry were all talented people, so they only needed a lathe and a vise. , can also make guns, cannons, and machine tools." He thought for a moment, "But materials are very important. Without good materials, the things you make will be compromised, and some may even be unable to be processed. In particular, you must have suitable materials. Steel.”
Wang Luobin said: "We want to establish a metallurgical industry, making iron and steel."
"I don't understand this aspect. If the material problem can be solved, in addition to being able to manufacture various professional equipment, the biggest advantage of machine tools is that they can reproduce themselves, and the production scale can be continuously expanded without fear of loss. It can be regarded as sustainable development."
"Indeed, no matter how much reserves you bring, there will be a day when they are all used up."
"Yes, but you still need to bring enough things, such as turning tools, which are usually made of alloy steel or sintered ceramics. We can't make them at the beginning. There are also grinding wheels for grinding, which require special materials and sintering techniques. In addition, grease I don’t know if I can use substitutes, there are quite a few types…”
"We can solve these problems one by one." Wen Desi said energetically, "Lao Zhan, you should be responsible for the preparation of the industry first."
"No problem!" Zhan Wuya's mood has never been so passionate. It has been almost ten years since I started my own business after working in a factory. Although I have achieved a small success, my life has become boring. Tired of dealing with customers every day, at this moment, an unprecedented new world appeared before his eyes. He was high-spirited and decided to fight in this new world.
The Industrial Section of the Crossing Committee was established on this day, and as a customary name, it was called Industrial Port. A few days later, another member of the Industrial Port also reported for duty. This was Ma Qianzhu, who later fiercely competed with Zhan Wuya for the title of Father of Time Travel Industry in his memoirs.
Ma Qianzhu was originally from the same family as Xiao Zishan and the others, so they were somewhat familiar with each other. However, he did not participate in the wormhole traversal discussion at the beginning. Instead, he was obsessed with the overhead design of his fully mechanical computing center system - named Gear Type 5 - in another post. At first, he thought that Mr. Wen's wormhole was just like his mechanical computer, which was purely fictitious. Later, when he found out that this group of people was really preparing to go to the Ming Dynasty, he quickly found an acquaintance to sign up. As for his motivation, it is not surprising at all: only by creating a pure new world without chips and becoming a powerful person can he realize his ideal: covering an area of 6,000 acres, 80,000 horsepower, and computing per second. A luxurious mechanical computing center with 20,000 operations - this huge machine made his heart shudder when he thought about it.
Generally speaking, Ma Qianzhu's hobbies are basically steampunk, keywords: multi-rivet steampunk. There are many chimneys and roaring boilers: the black smoke when coal is burning, the thick steam emitted by the boiler, the huge roar when steel collides, a huge steam turbine train is running on the ground, and in the sky are multiple turrets, hard shells, and countless compartments. Helium flying gunship... This is his ideal world.
After receiving the phone invitation from Wen Desi, he packed his luggage without hesitation, quit his job of drawing frighteningly dense highway design drawings, and set off on the train to Guangdong.
He went not to Guangzhou, but to a county-level city he had never heard of. After getting off the train, you have to transfer to a long-distance bus. This place is the base that Xiao Zishan found. The time travelers will join forces here and prepare themselves to embark on the road of conquering the parallel world from which they will never return.
