The New Year is a very happy thing. Even Erpang knows that the annual New Year will make it happier.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Feng began to write couplets at home, mainly because there were not many people who knew how to read nearby, but there was hope for life this year, so they also hoped that they could post a couplet on their door.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, Li Feng felt that it was very fair to exchange for a pair of couplets for wages used as shoes, so every household could have some couplets.

In addition, Li Feng also gave the word "Fu" to the common people, which immediately won a lot of praise.

In the past few days, the people have gradually put aside their work and are preparing to clean their homes and outs to welcome this New Year.

Li Feng also asked his sister to help clean his house, and if he wanted to go to the farm to check it out, he heard that the pigs there have been raised recently and fresh braised pork can be eaten during the Chinese New Year. Li Feng felt that it was necessary to slaughter a few...

Who says pandas only eat bamboo? This kind of rumor is wrong. Erpang eats meat, and his favorite food is meat dumplings, which can be eaten in a large plate of food!

This time, Erpang came to the farm to get it back to its animal nature. It’s not okay to be cute all day long like a pet, at least it must be a little wild.

It is obvious that Li Feng's approach has no effect at all. The biggest difference between Erpang and Xiao Jin is that one is a reckless man and the other is a coward.

You don’t need to guess that Xiao Jin must be a reckless man, a combat power group, Erpang must be a coward, and now he can’t even beat a dog.

Originally, when he lost weight in the first half of the year, he was able to torture Deng Xing's stupid dog, but because he was on a business trip, Erpang became much fatter again. In the end, he was unable to move and was defeated by the black dog again.

There are many animals in their farms, such as cattle and sheep, as well as some wild boars, chickens, ducks and geese. They are preparing to slaughter them these days.

"Captain, this is what we raise on our farm. Because we haven't been here for a long time, we raise not many livestock. Except for these poultry that can be killed, I think it's necessary to raise the rest."

Seeing some chickens and ducks chirping at him, Li Feng pointed at one of the old hens and shouted:

“Stir it with it tonight!”

Hou Yao felt that the boss didn't seem to understand what he meant, so he repeated again:

"Boss, let's talk about what to do with those pigs, cattle and sheep? You won't be really ready to slaughter them all, are you?"

"That won't be. But now it's the Chinese New Year. What's the point of eating some bacon all day long? You slaughter all the chickens and ducks first. As for the big livestock there, let's keep them first. They all look thin and not a few taels of meat. Let's continue to raise them for a few months."

One day, Hou Yao let go of the pigs, cattle and sheep, and finally smiled a little more on his face. He was afraid that Li Feng would slaughter these livestock.

You should know that the troops have been fighting recently and have snatched back a lot of things, including some living livestock.

Originally, Li Feng was thinking about returning it to the public. After all, these things were snatched back by the Japanese from the hands of the people, and it was normal for them to be given to them. Maybe they could have a good relationship with the people.

But the news he received later made Li Feng very angry because the Japanese actually slaughtered the village. Except for a small number of cattle and sheep, the rest were all on the Eighth Route Army side, and I thought I could not find anyone.

The farm’s harvest this year is not very good, mainly because of the conversion of the resident. If they were still in the southern part of Shanxi, the harvest would definitely be more than ten times more than now.

The farm in southern Shanxi has now been cheaper than the brigade commander Dachen. Many of the livestock inside had not had time to take away before. I wonder if he had entered the belly of the brigade commander Dachen now.

After inspecting the farm, Li Feng took Erpang to the arsenal. Erpang didn't like this place very much because it was particularly dangerous. Its instinct as an animal has not completely faded, and he knew that there was a killing weapon in this place.

Zhang Guoqiang is no longer like anyone else. His face is covered with black dust. He doesn't know how many years have you been washing his clothes. He can smell a smell from afar. Even Erpang, an animal, can't stand it.

"I said Lao Zhang, do you want to work so hard?"

Zhang Guoqiang looked back and saw a vague fat face appearing in his career. He wiped his glasses with the very dirty rag in his hand. After putting it on again, he could see Li Feng's face clearly.

"It's the captain, why are you free to come to me today?"

The little fat man rolled his eyes, then looked at it again, and said something unhappy:

"The New Year will be in two days. Am I here to see what you need?"

"Ah? The New Year is coming so soon. What day is it today?" Old Zhang was confused and even forgot what day it was today.

Li Feng felt that he was likely to find another arsenal manager so that he could take over Lao Zhang's stint.

If he continues to work hard as he is now, in a few years, Lao Zhang’s grave grass will definitely have three high grasses.

"You can rest first. No war is needed recently. Your work can slow down a little. After all, your importance is higher than those weapons."

"No, we finally got a higher-strength striker and strengthened the barrel. Maybe we will be able to make qualified guns in a while."

Lao Zhang is a qualified and passionate young man. He was fooled into the army with passionate speeches on the street, and then used his own knowledge to make some contributions to the army.

The Eighth Route Army was very poor before, so their research funding was pitifully small. In that case, he did not give up, let alone the time to produce results is almost time.

"Are you moving so fast? We can build a gun now?" Li Feng stood up in surprise, kicked Erpang, who was sitting on the blanket, and signaled Lao Zhang to sit there.

Lao Zhang helped his glasses again and said to Li Feng very excitedly:

"I'll tell you that we can produce rifles in at most two months. Although the quality is incomparable to those of European and American countries, we can definitely reach a level of qualification.

The crooked dates we produced before were much stronger, at least there would be no explosion. Moreover, the bullets you mentioned made of steel have been put into experiments, and I can study them for you in at most half a year.

But now we lack a lot of supplies, especially metals such as copper, lead, and tungsten. You can find a way to get some for me first."

"There is no problem with this. I have asked someone to go to Henan to buy it before. The Central Army there does not pay attention to this, so as long as you have money, it should be easy to buy these supplies from them.

Among them, tungsten is a little troublesome. This kind of thing is a control material. Even Chongqing knows its importance, so I can only get you a small amount of tungsten."

"It's okay, as long as you have it." Old Zhang patted his chest, not knowing whether it was because he didn't eat well or was too tired, his cheeks were much thinner.

"I said to Lao Zhang, let everyone have a holiday in the past few days, or just relax. You must not be as nervous as you are now. You are all treasures and you cannot make any mistakes."

"Not afraid, let's sweat a little more, and we can die fewer people on the battlefield. It's okay!"
Chapter completed!