Traveling through 1942 with space

Chapter 314 Crazy Freeloader 1

"what!"

Saliva has been eating well in the space recently and has almost forgotten the hard life outside. When she heard Hou Xiaoge asked her to teach the factory how to make black bread, she was stunned.

However, when she saw the thousands of white breads in front of her, she realized that the bread was really too good and the Russians were really not worthy of eating it.

Next, Saliva began to teach everyone how to add sawdust, bran, rice bran, straw powder, and grass powder.

In short, as long as it is not fatal, you can add it to black bread, with the main purpose of reducing costs.

"Okay! Just do it this way. The bread should be baked as dry as possible, preferably hard enough to break bricks, so that it is easier to preserve. Otherwise, the bread will go bad before it is shipped to Russia." Hou Xiaoge suggested.

"Okay, I understand, leader."

Most people in this space have suffered and even eaten half a tree bark, so they were not surprised by Hou Xiaoge's arrangement.

It's a famine! As long as I can fill my stomach and not starve to death, it's fine.

After giving instructions to the bakery, Hou Xiaoge came to the noodle factory. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw that more than ten acres of open space were filled with white noodles.

In Hou Xiaoge's opinion, this thing is much more reliable than black bread, has a long shelf life, is easy to transport, and is easy to eat.

However, relying solely on drying is too slow. We need to get a few engineers or professors in to make an all-in-one baking machine. This will greatly increase production efficiency and reduce waste of space and land.

"Alliance leader, the noodle factory can now produce 20 tons of noodles a day." The person in charge of the noodle factory reported.

"It's too little. We'll transfer a group of people to your factory later. According to the order volume, you'll need at least 50 tons a day in the future." Hou Xiao said after calculating his needs.

The space can handle 20 tons a day, which is equivalent to 40 tons a day in the outside world due to the time difference. It is still quite tight to provide 10,000 tons of goods to Zhang Aiguo by the end of the month.

After giving the instructions, Hou Xiaoge inspected the biscuit factory again. It could produce 20 tons a day in two shifts.

After all, it is a high-end food, and the egg production limit is already very good.

The last factory we visited was the most important oil tea factory, which was actually a fried noodle factory.

This thing is the simplest, all you need is a wok and some ingredients, and it is also the most convenient food for marching and fighting.

"Can fry 200 tons a day? There is not enough salt, peanuts and oil. It can only produce for one month." Hou Xiaoge was also stunned after hearing the report.

This was the first one that was produced in limited quantities due to insufficient materials, which really confused him.

"If you don't have enough peanuts and oil, just dry-fry them until cooked. Don't mix wheat flour, sorghum flour, corn flour, or soybeans.

As for salt, I will provide it to you within this month, so you don't have to worry about the materials." Hou Xiaoge said with a wave of his hand.

With the space to produce 6,000 tons of fried noodles a month, Hou Xiaoge no longer has to worry.

The construction in the space had taken shape, and Hou Xiaoge felt more at ease. He was no longer in a hurry to go to the front line, and flew directly to the salt lake in Siberia.

People don’t care much about the salt they eat these days, but there are no additives and most of it is taken directly from the salt lake.

Even in the 1980s and 1990s, herdsmen in the Qinghai Salt Mountain area would dig salt directly from the salt mountain with a pickaxe.

The plane arrived at an uninhabited area near the salt lake, and Hou Xiaoge started flying directly.

Because they are particles, unlike large solids that can be directly collected using spatial force, Hou Xiaoge tried it and found that he could only collect one or two tons at a time.

But this is enough. If the mental power is used up at one time, it can be collected thirty times, which is directly fifty or sixty tons.

As Hou Xiaoge focused his attention on the salt layer on the shore of the salt lake, a pit more than one meter deep appeared in an instant, and the salt disappeared.

In this way, Hou Xiaoge began to collect his energy in this deserted place. Even when his mental energy was exhausted, he was reluctant to use the spiritual spring water to replenish it. He just drank a little and went to sleep directly.

Three days later, a small salt mountain covering an area of two acres appeared directly in the space, with a storage capacity of at least tens of thousands of tons.

Although this amount is large, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the vast salt lake.

"Lao Luo, the salt from the fried noodle factory that Datou is in charge of has been brought back. It's in the warehouse by the river.

We got 500 tons this time, but most of it is not filtered. If our children eat it, we need to filter it again, but not for food." Hou Xiaoge instructed.

"Alliance leader, just spoil those guys! The salt we ate when we were young was not as clean as it is now. It was considered good if it didn't have any stones in it." Luo Yonghao said with a smile.

"Diseases come from the mouth, so you should eat salt cleanly, otherwise you will easily get sick." Hou Xiaoge threw a cigarette over and said.

"Hey! Leader, your cigarettes are the best." Luo Yonghao took the refreshing cigarette and held it to his ear, reluctant to smoke.

"Work hard, and if you meet the production target this semester, you'll be rewarded with a box of deluxe edition." Hou Xiaoge made a promise directly.

"Just wait and see! I will keep an eye on them every day."

"You old man, don't skin the week for a pack of cigarettes, let the workers and children eat well, drink well and rest well.

Especially children, those under six are not allowed to work, and those older than six can only work for two hours a day." Hou Xiaoge warned with a smile.

"Of course I know that, of course I know that!"

There is a shortage of manpower in the space now, and a factory has been built suddenly, so there is no way to bring these children in to work and study.

After arranging the factory, Hou Xiaoge went straight to the Ukrainian front.

A person is indeed free. He can ride a horse all the way. If someone stops him, he can hide in the space if he is in a good mood. If he is in a bad mood, he will be harvested directly.

"Stop, stop! You are not allowed to enter the combat zone. Where are you from? You are not a Prussian scout!" Hou Xiaoge was galloping on his horse when a group of soldiers fired their guns to stop him.

"Fuck it, I came from the inland and am still hundreds of kilometers away from the front line. How could I see that he was an enemy scout?" Hou Xiaoge complained in his heart.

However, after complaining in his heart, Hou Xiaoge was still prepared to show his respect and ask them to let him go. He didn't want to kill people casually, as it was not good for his state of mind for cultivation.

The best way to treat soldiers is of course to provide them with cigarettes and alcohol. Hou Xiaoge took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to them.

"Your horse is good, keep it! There is a bicycle over there for you to ride." The leading Russian officer said with envy as he stared at the shiny black horse.

"Ok?"

Hou Xiaoge looked over where the other person was pointing his finger. Damn, the front wheel of the bicycle was bent. How could he ride it? This animal was playing with itself.

Hou Xiaoge pretended to be angry and looked at the Russian officer, but the other party had a playful expression on his face, and it was obvious that he was just teasing him.

"Fuck, you're looking for death!"

There were only about twenty people on the opposite side, two tanks, a car, and two horses. Hou Xiaoge felt sorry for them because many of them were injured, but now he saw no need to keep them.

He was so close that he didn't even bother to touch his pockets. More than twenty iron nails appeared in his hands and he threw them at the animals.

"Forehead!"

"what!"

With more than twenty low screams, the entire team of soldiers fell to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang!" At this time, a man came out from the machine gun compartment on the tank and fired at Hou Xiaoge with a machine gun.

"My darn thing!"

Fortunately, Hou Xiaoge activated the power of space within a five-meter radius around his body, so all the bullets entered the space. Otherwise, with Hou Xiaoge's physical training, he would have been killed by a machine gun bullet as thick as a finger.

In fact, it was also Hou Xiaoge's fault for being careless and not using his mental power to detect the tank.

As an iron nail flew out, the tank machine gunner more than 20 meters away also successfully died in the northwest.

He threw the job of searching corpses to Ling'er and turned all these people into space fertilizer.

This T34 weighs more than tons, and Hou Xiaoge can only load tons at most. He can't load them all at once, which makes him very troubled.

"Young master, you can stop here after you eat this piece of spiritual angelica." Ling'er pulled a spiritual medicine from the spiritual field on the top of the mountain and handed it to Hou Xiaoge.

"This expands mental power?" Hou Xiaoge asked as he smelled the medicinal fragrance of the angelica roots.

"No, it can only be treated as a consumable!"

"Damn, two tanks are worth it!" Hou Xiaoge put the whisker into his mouth, then used his mental power to collect the tanks.

"I can't take it anymore!" As the second tank was put into the space, Hou Xiaoge followed it back and fainted from exhaustion.

After working for a whole day and night, Hou Xiaoge finally woke up.

I endured the fatigue and drank a bowl of spiritual spring water before I felt relieved.

"Hey shhh!"

"Ling'er, how can I increase my mental power?" Hou Xiaoge asked helplessly, rubbing his temple.

"I've looked up a lot of information, and the Taoist meditation method in the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine is effective, but it requires long-term persistence." Ling'er replied.

"Sure. By now most of the Taoists in Yunnan Province should have gathered together. I will go back and learn from these old Taoists." Hou Xiaoge's eyes lit up when he heard this.