After receiving Yang Jie's affirmative reply, the boys' eyes instantly lit up and their backs straightened up.
Some people even couldn't help but cheer in a low voice.
Early the next morning, when Yang Jie and others drove to the house on the outskirts of the city, Maggie, Matthew and others were already there.
Look at the time, six forty.
These people were a lot ahead of schedule.
Yang Jie raised his head with satisfaction and looked at the gangsters.
Most of them were squatting by the wall, laughing, chatting and playing, and they no longer looked dejected as they did yesterday.
Seeing Yang Jie's car arriving, the gangsters quickly stood up and surrounded them like a group of headless flies.
Seeing Yang Jie get out of the car, they took the initiative to make way and followed Yang Jie to the gate.
Yang Jie took out the key, unlocked the door, turned his head and looked at the young men around him, nodded and said:
"Go first to collect your own tools and steel pipes. After collecting them, gather in the cafeteria and work quickly after breakfast."
"And breakfast!?"
The half-grown boy shouted in surprise. Before he could say anything else, his companion tightly covered his mouth and dragged him to the back of the team.
Yang Jie glanced at them and said nothing else, letting them handle it themselves.
Yang Jie did have a plan to make the gangsters like him with a meal, but he did not expect that the effect of this meal seemed to be too good.
In other words, although Yang Jie already knew something about it, he still underestimated how "powerful" a small blood-replenishing tablet could be at this special point in time.
When the gangsters realized that as long as they worked conscientiously, they could have two meals a day of white bread and bacon, and take a blood-replenishing tablet, their enthusiasm for work obviously increased.
The next day, by nine o'clock in the evening, everyone was done.
Although this is partly because they worked earlier today, the overall working time was two hours shorter than yesterday.
On the third day, when everyone began to become more proficient, Yang Jie discovered that these guys had almost finished their work before dinner, but they still took half an hour to finish the rest after dinner. The work is finished.
Such little thoughts made Yang Jie want to laugh.
He doesn't care about the price of a meal. The main thing is that these people are willing to follow him from the bottom of their hearts. The money doesn't matter at all.
When everyone starts working enthusiastically, the little production cost is nothing compared to the increased efficiency - provided that your product can really hit the market.
So starting from the fourth day, Yang Jie divided the twenty people into several groups, responsible for cutting and grinding steel pipes, assembling launch tubes, and assembling grenade propellant and primers.
The equipment is no longer those simple hacksaws and steel files, but has all been replaced by power tools.
The loading of propellant can be regarded as the most dangerous of all processes, so Yang Jie specially gave them a demonstration.
"What's this?"
Yang Jie held a piece of nitroglycerin the size of a fingernail and asked the two "unlucky guys" in front of him who were assigned to the installation team.
"Propellant, you told us."
Mikey replied.
Yes, Mikey is one of these two "unlucky guys".
Yang Jie really didn't choose him on purpose, it was Mai Qi who was rushing to do it.
Compared with other processes, the work of placing propellant and primer is indeed easy - but what this silly boy doesn't know is that this thing is quite dangerous.
Yang Jie nodded, placed the propellant on the concrete floor, and picked up a small hammer from the side.
He raised his head, looked at the two people with doubtful expressions, and grinned.
"Keep an eye on it."
As he spoke, he raised the hammer and knocked it lightly on the propellant.
"Poof!"
The moment the hammer fell, the piece of nitrate the size of a fingernail exploded instantly, bursting out with a small wave of fire and making a violent sound.
The sudden loud noise startled Mikey and another friend.
"see that?"
Yang Jie stood up, looked at the two boys in a daze, and tirelessly warned:
“This thing is very sensitive, so be careful when installing it.
Like I said - no violent collisions, no exposure to sunlight, and no exposure to open flames. "
Yang Jie said this and continued in a serious tone:
"Otherwise, getting your hands blown to bits is just a trivial matter. If it gets serious, your life will be lost."
The two nodded desperately, turned around and looked at the box of nitrates in the corner, their eyes becoming a little scared.
Just now, Mikey was still congratulating himself on getting the easiest job, but he didn't expect that it would turn out like this in the blink of an eye.
Why is it always you who is unlucky...
Mikey was crying, thinking this in his heart.
However, the task had been assigned, and Mai Qi did not dare to go to Yang Jie to replace him, so he had to bite the bullet and start working.
After swallowing a gulp of saliva, Mikey walked carefully to the nitroglycerin, gently opened the box, took out a piece of propellant powder from inside with his fingers, and put the propellant powder into the bearing steel according to Yang Jie's instructions.
Mikey took the bearing steel a little further, pressed the katanogan with his thumb, closed his eyes and turned his head, not daring to look any further.
Use your thumb slightly and press down to fix the propellant in the bearing steel.
The imagined explosion did not happen. Mikey breathed a sigh of relief, put the bearing steel aside and continued his work.
In Yang Jie's opinion, the two people's movements were actually a bit too careful, and their movements were actually a bit slow.
But just slow down, safety first.
After the "safety education" was completed, Yang Jie stopped caring about these boys and took the single-selected Abe and Matthew back to the garage.
As he thought, these two boys were indeed the most talented among them. Matthew was hard-working and never complained even on the first day. Every time he worked, he was the fastest.
As for Abe, who was young and naturally much weaker, he was the first to master the skills.
Yang Jie decided to teach them something more "technical".
Welding.
In fact, Yang Jie also wanted to teach them reading, writing and arithmetic, but time is a little tight now, so these things have to be put aside for a later time.
After giving a demonstration to the two children, Yang Jie removed the welder mask from his hand and turned to look at the two children.
"Maybe you understand?"
Matthew and Abe nodded in understanding.
"You need to have a steady hand, don't be anxious, and keep moving at a constant speed, so that you can weld evenly and not fall off."
Yang Jie pointed to the beautiful weld on the steel plate that looked like fish scales.
Before time travel, Yang Jie had only taken a few welding internship classes, so he had a certain understanding of welding, but he definitely did not have such skills.
But with the support of the system, Yang Jie is now very familiar with welding knowledge and can use it with ease.
"Let's practice with the steel plate first."
The two children nodded and followed Yang Jie's instructions.
Once he got busy, Yang Jie felt that time flew by quickly. In the next week, while Yang Jie was managing the work of the gang of gangsters, he also had to return to the garage to perform essential modification work.
Fortunately, the two children, Matthew and Abe, are very clever and have basically mastered the welding skills in a few days, and can start to help Yang Jie share some of the work.
Three weeks later, various materials purchased with more than 15,000 silver coins were finally turned into more than 600 grenade launchers and a huge number of low-speed modified grenades through everyone's efforts.
On the other side, a rumor about a grenade launcher slowly spread among the wasteland walker circles in Old Port.
