Iron-blooded dictator
14 . chores

Lin Sen

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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another month had passed. Little River Town was still as busy as ever. There were workers who were busy producing, students who were busy learning, soldiers who were busy training, farmers who were busy harvesting rice, and all kinds of people were busy with their own things. Little River Town was like a huge machine, and the people of Little River Town were working hard to make it work better.

The current Xiaohe Town had made great progress compared to the one a month ago. The steel factory, the machinery manufacturing factory, and the airplane manufacturing factory had been established. The first two factories had been put into production. Although the output was still very low, it was a good start. The following things would be smoother. After what happened last time, the fat county magistrate could hardly go out. Additionally, the security forces around him had been strengthened. He had indeed done what he was asked to do. On the fourth day, he sent someone to visit Lin Xing at Hei Longshan. Lin Xing also showed his "muscles", which scared the fat county head and his son-in-law. He said that he would have to rely on Lin Xing in Panzhi County in the future. Naturally, Lin Xing also expressed his goodwill, which also made the fat county head slightly relieved. He was afraid that the bandits would attack the county on a hot day. Fortunately, he heard that Lin Xing did not have such intentions from his words. Otherwise, the fat county head could only resign and run away.

After a month of training, the newly recruited 10000 soldiers had completed their training. At this moment, the soldiers who had finished their training were gathering in the canteen to eat. The canteen, which could accommodate 2000 people at the same time, was very lively at this moment. They could talk while eating as long as they did not make a loud noise. The canteen's military chef also tried to improve the food for these soldiers every day. After all, the nutrition should be reasonable. They could not eat meat every meal. They had to eat all kinds of meat and vegetables. The standard of the food in the canteen was very high. There were four dishes, one soup, one fruit, and one military energy drink. The four dishes were two meat and two vegetables. Because the soldiers were not very strong before joining the army, and their endurance was not very good, the canteen focused on improving the soldiers 'health in the first half of the month, so the standard of food was three meat and one vegetable. After half a month, the soldiers were a little tired, so they changed to half. He did not want his soldiers to be fat.

At this moment, the soldiers at each table were discussing the military training in the morning, except for one table. The four people at this table had experienced famine, so they had been discussing the food in the canteen for the past month. This was the strangest table. Because of this, the four of them were nicknamed by their comrades, the "Four Good-For-Nothing Swordsmen". This was because these four people were not only always discussing food, but their training results were also very good.

However, every time the other soldiers made fun of them, they would reply," That's because you haven't experienced the days of famine, the days of eating tree bark, filling your stomachs with soil, and the days of starving to death. If you had experienced it, you wouldn't say that." Every time, they would embarrass their comrades. After all, in this world, even if they were slightly better than the four of them, how much better could they be? In that era, they didn't need you to give them any advanced ideas. All they wanted was to fill their stomachs, but in this era, most people couldn't do that.

"Hey, Buttface, if we eat like this, how many cows and sheep do we have to eat every day? How much money do we have to eat? Will we make Lin Shuai poor? The food we eat every day is enough for the other armies to eat more than ten meals. Also, we have to shoot 100 bullets every day. These 10000 people have to shoot 1 million bullets every day. How much money do we have to spend? The instructor once said that the army of the warlords imported bullets at 80 yuan per thousand bullets."If we calculate it, we'll have to spend 80000 yuan a day. My goodness, we won't make Lin Shuai poor if we use it like this, right?" A bald man with a full beard said to the other three, his face full of admiration when he mentioned Lin Xin.

In the hearts of all the soldiers, Lin Xin was already a god-like existence. This bald man was called Zhang Shitou, and like the other three, he was a lucky survivor of the famine. When the people who recruited the refugees found the four of them, they were almost dead, but they were still rescued in the end. After living here for a few months, they were shocked every day.

Here, as long as you were hardworking and willing to work, you would definitely be able to live a good life. There was no oppression, no harsh taxes that made it impossible for people to live, and it was simply a life like heaven. This made the four of them worship the creator of all this, Lin Xin, to the extreme. Finally, after a strict and cruel selection, the four of them stood out and became members of Lin Xin's army. They wanted to use this method to repay Lin Xin for everything he had done for them, and the facts proved that they were all talents. The four of them were among the best in their usual training.

"Damn bald donkey, how many times have I told you? Don't call me Buttface. I'm Zhang Dingshan now. Did you hear that, you bald man? Look at the factories at the back of the mountain. The bullets produced every day are enough for us to shoot hundreds of bullets every day, and they even made Lin Shuai poor. Do you think Lin Shuai is as brainless as you? "Your brain must be broken. I don't even know where you've heard what the instructor usually said," Zhang Dingshan said to Zhang Shitou in disappointment. The other two, Zhang Shu and Zhang Lin, covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Usually, these two liked to bicker. They were used to it. Every time, the smarter Zhang Dingshan won. This time was no exception. Although these four bicker every day, they actually had a good relationship. This was a relationship cultivated by famine.

"Big Brother is right. Stone, you're a fake monk. Didn't you get chased out of Buddha's place to listen to the scriptures? "Hahaha!" Zhang Lin also laughed. Zhang Shu and Zhang Lin were blood brothers. At this moment, he couldn't help but tease Zhang Shitou, whose face was already red. Although Zhang Shitou didn't like others calling him monk, these three were his brothers, so he could only hold it in.

" That's right. If you want to be a monk, go ahead. No one is stopping you," Zhang Dingshan added fuel to the fire.

At the same time, Lin Xin was having a meeting in the conference room of the administrative building, reviewing the progress of the past eight months. This meeting would be held once a month to summarize the progress of the past month and the work arrangements for the next month.

"This month, the production of the steel plant, the machinery plant, and the construction of the aircraft plant are all doing very well. I hope that the aircraft plant will be built within the next five months, the machines will be debugged within a year, and the aircraft plant will be put into production within two years.

"Also, we must pay attention to a few factories in the light industry. We must walk on two legs and try our best to develop private investment in the light industry. We must support as many talented private businessmen as possible and let them join the construction of the light industry. We must support them in terms of technology. Also, every company must build a research laboratory and explain the pros and cons to those businessmen. We can't wait for our technology input. We can only provide technical assistance in the early stages of construction." After they mastered it, they had to remove all technical input and let them develop their own technology. Only then could they develop. "Right now, we still have plenty of time. There's no need to rush," Lin Xin said.

"Our personnel on the other side of the ocean have been stabilized. Several companies that have been established there have entered stable development. It is expected that the first batch of crude oil, machines, and weapons will be shipped back in the next year.”Lin Yun said.

"Well, they did a good job. The crude oil and machinery were shipped to that port. How many weapons were there?”Lin Xin asked. Because the few officials here were all part of the system, Lin Xin wasn't afraid of any leaks. The locals were still training, and only one native had entered the middle and upper levels, and he was the deputy director of the Education Department.

" There are 5000 M1903s and 1 million bullets," Lin Yun replied. This batch of weapons was naturally not bought by Lin Xin for himself, but for his compatriots in Nanyang. Although their internal strife might make Lin Xin hate iron for not being able to live up to his expectations, it was the only thing he could do to give his compatriots some self-protection power.

"Don't expose our identities. We can't go on stage yet, at least not for the next 10 years. Try to let the people from those countries enter a higher position.”Lin Xin said, looking at the busy crowd outside the window.

"Yes, boss." As if he knew that Lin Xin was a bit depressed, Lin Yun answered with confidence.

Feeling Lin Yun's tone, Lin Xin laughed at himself for being too sentimental, forgetting his original confidence. He secretly warned himself that he could not let the work these days wear away his character.

" Well, it's good that you know. You've done very well these months. Now that the people under you are not experienced enough, you should bear more burden. After a while, you should be able to relax a little. Xiaoyue, give them the tea that Elder Li gave me later. Just leave one or two for me. Hahaha, I don't know anything about tea. It's a waste to leave such good tea with me. I have to leave it with you to bring out its value." She felt that her character had been worn out by the busy work recently. Lin Xin adjusted himself in time.

"Sure, Boss, I've been thinking about your tea for a long time, but Old Li only has one tael. We're in luck today, hahaha!" The few people in the conference room had recovered from the serious scene just now, and when they heard that Lin Xin was going to give them Old Li's tea, their eyes lit up. It was no wonder that they lost their composure. To these tea addict, this kind of tea was more attractive than beautiful women, but this kind of tea was too rare. This was given to Lin Xin by the Deputy Director of the Education Department, Mr. Li Min. They couldn't ask for it from the boss, so they could only go to Lin Xin's place to get a cup each time.

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