"Brother Li, to tell you the truth, when I was the director of the repair shop in Taiyuan, I bought a large amount of explosives, enough to make 60,000 hand grenades! If you really want it, I will sell you 50,000

This is the price..."

"The price is easy to talk about! How about I give you one yuan each? We know that your grenade is lightweight, but the materials used are definitely better than the Gong-made grenades! The Gong-made hand grenades cost 9 cents and 2 cents, I will give you one yuan!"

Mr. Li is not a businessman. He directly mentioned the base price before Hu Yizhou finished speaking, and the price for buying things is based on performance. However, there seems to be nothing wrong with this.

"Brother Li is so happy, how can I have the nerve to make money from him? I mean, just give me the cost price! It's all for fighting the Japanese and killing the enemy. I have so many grenades in my hand that I can't throw them all, isn't it? Where am I?

I’ll keep about 10,000 for personal use and the remaining 50,000, just give me 90 cents each! If I didn’t buy explosives or something like that, there’s no problem in giving them to you!”

Hu Yizhou calculated the costs and decided to earn less. Ninety cents is the lowest price, and he can earn thirty cents! If it is any cheaper, it will cause trouble for people, so he cannot do this! In addition, if transportation becomes difficult in the future, this cost

It will increase a lot! (Information: Army Rabbit black powder grenade costs 5 cents)

In addition, it’s not possible if you don’t make money. There are so many people to support, so you can’t have fun without money!

"Okay! Enjoy it!" Commander Li glanced at Commander Li and agreed after getting a hint of agreement.

Only a fool would disagree, right? They have already lowered the price by a dime. The grenade is still light and has strong explosive power. I am satisfied! It’s not like I didn’t build an arsenal back then, but I didn’t build such a good hand grenade. If I hadn’t put out

I have brought all my family wealth back then, so I really don’t know what to do with the Japanese.

Furthermore, what is the most expensive thing during a war? Arms are the most expensive! It’s good if you can buy them, but who dares to negotiate the price?

But speaking of it, a lot of people know about Hu Yizhou's arsenal, but not many people know how big the arsenal is! Well, people in Jiuzhaigou don't count!

Outside, the only person who knows the scale of his own arsenal is his uncle Cui Geng. Maybe the directors of the Ordnance Industry Department and the Munitions Department will know a little bit, but they are just guesses! As for others, they really don’t know much! After all, the military

Whether it's the Works Department or the Munitions Department, what they did with the Iron Fist rocket launcher was a little unreasonable, and it's really hard to publicize it!

But even Cui Geng only knew how much equipment Hu Yizhou had sent to him. He only knew that the arsenal was in the mountain, but he didn't know the details. The transportation team only sent the equipment and materials to Hujiacun.

What people outside know the most is that the security team can make some grenades! Well, they are easier to use though!

Fifty thousand hand grenades are delivered before the Chinese New Year, and the business is considered over!

Jiuzhai's production capacity has been improving. If all the young women in the village were mobilized to produce, it would be easy to produce 10,000 militia-style grenades a day, so Hu Yizhou agreed happily.

However, there are only about ten tons of explosives left at home, which is a bit stretched. If the explosives factory had not started production, and the grenades also added black powder and nitrated starch, these explosives would not be used at all.

Hu Yizhou has recently been thinking about setting up a small acid factory for Jiuzhaigou! This is what Boss Hou was asked to do! With an acid factory, it will be much more convenient to produce explosives...

"There is still a lack of talents who can take the lead on their own!" Hu Yizhou sighed secretly while socializing with everyone.

While eating and drinking, the band on the stage also changed several songs. Now it stopped and the curtain was pulled up. It was time to change the program.

As the curtain was opened again, the soldiers in the audience finally saw the Yaomei girls again, and they immediately started to whistle boldly. However, a figure wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket who walked out from one side of the stage was missing.

The soldiers were quieted down.

Just because this Yaomei'er carries a small backpack on her back, and this small backpack carries too many childhood memories of the soldiers. Who hasn't been carried everywhere by her mother in a backpack when she was a child?

Been there?

The melodious music sounded again, no longer so exciting, but soft with a touch of nostalgia.

The small backpack is swinging

Amid laughter, my mother carried me down the stilted building.

Tasting wild fruits in the deep mountains for the first time

For the first time, I washed my hands by the clear stream.

It was my first time to visit the big world in the mountains.

The first time I went to the river beach, I watched a dragon boat race.

Yoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

My childhood years are unforgettable, my mother’s little backpack

………………

As the song sounded, the soldiers fell silent again, and even the greedy ones put down their chopsticks. As the song continued, their thoughts drifted back to their hometown and to the small town.

The small mountain village floated in front of my mother...

When did I start remembering things? I can’t remember. I just remember that I was carried up the mountains and fields, and down the river by my mother every day... It seemed that I spent day after day in a small swinging basket on my back...

Small round basket

During the song, my mother carried me down the stilted building.

How many times have grandma cooked glutinous rice cakes at her house?

How many times have I heard folk songs sung at the bridge?

How many times have I wet my mother’s back while sleeping in a carrier?

How many times have I climbed out of my backpack and walked barefoot?

Yoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

My childhood years are unforgettable, my mother’s little backpack

How much joy, how much love

How much yearning, how much love

Mom’s smiling face when she looks back

It’s still sweet in my heart

Sweet in my heart

………………

The soldiers cried, but they cried with a faint smile on their lips... It seemed that this song was writing about their childhood! The glutinous rice cakes at grandma's house, the sister singing on the bridge... so many childhood memories came to me all at once.

It got into the hearts of the soldiers.

But the last thing that freezes is my mother’s smile when she looks back! It’s a smile that exudes deep love! Even if my mother is out of breath due to the long and narrow mountain road, no matter how tired she is, she can still look back at her.

Always with a smile...

I didn’t understand it when I was a kid, but now I understand that there is love and compassion for myself in that smile, and there is also hope for the future...

How long has it been since you last saw your mother’s smiling face? And since when did your mother’s back no longer look so straight, and her face became full of wrinkles?

I really want to go home and see my mother’s smiling face again!

But, the damn devils are coming! This is a national war. If we don’t carry guns to fight the devils, who will protect the mother at home?

"Mom..." I don't know who shouted slightly.

"Mom..." The surrounding soldiers also shouted...

The sudden shout made the student girl who had just finished singing on the stage stunned for a moment, then she covered her face and ran backstage, forgetting even the curtain call... Well, Hu Yizhou found this girl from among the many student girls.

Sichuan girl is shy...
Chapter completed!