Siheyuan: From Being Called Shazhu

Standing aside, looking at He Yuzhu who was absorbed in the moment, the eldest grandson couldn't help but speak out.

He Yuzhu subconsciously wanted to say no.

But after thinking about it, he nodded.

"Yes, I have seen it with my master's comrades before."

"Your master is..."

Da Sun didn’t know, but Old Liu next to him knew.

He quickly pulled his eldest grandson aside and whispered to him.

He Yuzhu smiled and didn't care.

Anyway, they are all from a big company, so they can't hide it even if they want to.

"Brother Liu, Brother Sun, I regard this gun as my service gun. Please keep a record of it so that you don't get it wrong."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu unbuckled his belt and put on the holster.

However, when he fastened his belt and tidied his clothes, He Yuzhu also opened the leather buckle of the holster.

Anyway, there is a gun ring on the handle of TT33, which can be tied with a rope to the belt, so there is no need to worry about it falling off.

"It's okay, they're just minor issues."

It's just a pistol, neither Lao Liu nor Da Sun cares about it.

Moreover, he took the initiative to talk about the bullets.

"Oh, Zhuzi, wait a minute, I'll go get you some bullets. We keep the guns and bullets separately here."

Da Sun said something and turned to go to another small room in another warehouse.

He Yuzhu gave Master Liu a thumbs up.

"That's great, Brother Liu."

"Hey, what's the big deal? It's safe."

Master Liu didn't care either.

While they were talking, the eldest grandson came back.

He also brought several boxes of bullets.

"Zhu Zi, I brought you 100 rounds. If it's not enough, you can get more next time. We don't count the bullets."

"this..."

He Yuzhu didn't expect that Dasun was so honest and directly took back 100 bullets.

You should know that the TT33 has a capacity of 8 rounds. Even if you load the pistol first and then put another round into the magazine, that's only nine rounds.

(In order to get it right in the future, I sometimes subconsciously write it as 54. Here, I apologize in advance.)

Even if there is a spare magazine with eight rounds on the holster, plus two magazines, each of which can hold 20 rounds, that's only 57 rounds.

At most, including the eight rounds from the two ammunition bridges, there are only 73 rounds.

This time there are 100 extra rounds out of 27 rounds.

However, when He Yuzhu thought that he had the pistol now and would definitely practice with it in the future, he accepted it.

He loaded the bullets one by one and put the remaining 28 bullets into the shoulder bag.

(That’s right. You can’t follow the old soldiers’ example and always keep the bullet loaded and use a cigarette or a stick to block the hammer.)

"Thank you, Brother Sun."

He Yuzhu patted the shoulder bag on the holster on his right waist with satisfaction.

"Don't be polite, we are all brothers."

The eldest grandson waved his hand nonchalantly.

Next, the three of them continued to walk inside.

60 mortars, heavy machine guns, and even boxes of wooden-handled grenades are all here.

After checking the accounts, He Yuzhu found that the light weapons were almost the same and the heavy firepower was not bad at all, so he didn't say anything.

After returning to his workstation in the front hall, He Yuzhu distributed another cigarette to each person and then lit one for himself.

Sitting at his own desk, He Yuzhu was smoking a cigarette while writing a gun application.

no way.

Even though He Yuzhu is an ordnance manager, he has the right to issue gun licenses.

However, He Yuzhu can only issue temporary gun licenses.

In other words, He Yuzhu now only has the right to use the official seal, but not the right to use the steel stamp.

If you want the steel stamp, you have to go find Master Sun.

Who makes their unit special?

People like Lao Liu and Da Sun are also firearms officers and can also be issued gun licenses.

They don't have to ask their superiors for the seal.

They can handle it themselves.

As long as they report the number and numbers of permanent gun licenses with this kind of stamp by the end of the month, they will be able to do so.

oh~~~

There is no use being envious, just write your application honestly.

Anyway, He Yuzhu didn't think his gun license would be approved.

If it really wasn't approved, He Yuzhu would have to let Xiao Yushui become Master Sun.

After spending the whole morning filling out the application form, He Yuzhu chatted with Lao Liu and Dasun, and watched them handle the business for the drivers and purchasing agents who came to get guns and temporary gun licenses. The time passed quickly.

"Zhu Zi, you don't have to come back so early in the afternoon. Just arrive before 2 o'clock."

It was almost time for lunch. Because He Yuzhu, Dasun and Lao Liu did not eat in the same cafeteria, Lao Liu was kind enough to tell He Yuzhu that it was time for a lunch break.

Seeing that the lunch break time was clearly written on the wall as "11:45 to 12:45", He Yuzhu was very tactful and did not have any objection.

"Okay, Brother Liu."

After leaving the armory, He Yuzhu came to the cafeteria in the hot rolling mill.

After showing my work ID, I ordered two full lunch boxes of food without saying a word.

Even then, the chef who served the food kindly said, "Young man, you should eat more. If it's not enough, come over and get more. There's more."

See, this is the benefit of the supply system.

Like Lao Liu and Dasun, their factory canteen also provides lunch.

However, they need to pay for meal tickets.

Moreover, they have a fixed amount of meal tickets each month.

The amount of meal tickets you are given is based on the number of days you work.

Once they run out of meal tickets, they can only go to the union to buy them or borrow them from colleagues.

But why is the rain column not used?

He now needs to show his work ID to prove he is eligible to eat at the "big stove".

After a few days, He Yuzhu became familiar with the masters and didn't even need a work permit. He could just come and eat.

However, He Yuzhu's current rank is still a bit low, and he can only eat from the big pot.

Like Master Sun, no matter his rank or position in the factory, he is qualified to eat a la carte in the "special kitchen".

As for other section chiefs, although they cannot eat the "special kitchen" like Master Sun, it is still no problem for them to eat the "medium kitchen" stir-fry.

This is the “big, medium and small kitchens” of the supply system.

While eating the fried leeks with eggs that Master Sun had ordered, He Yuzhu vowed that he would reach the top step by step, and he would become... uh... someone who eats special food.

"Zhu Zi, how are you doing? Are you getting used to it after a morning?"

Master Sun had been sitting aside smoking his pipe, happily looking at He Yuzhu, who had already eaten two lunch boxes and was still not satisfied, so he opened another one and kicked the delicious food away.

"Ok?"

He Yuzhu, who was eating hard, raised his head when he heard the voice.

He didn't chew the food carefully and just swallowed it roughly.

"By the way, Master, I found a gun. Please give me a gun license with a stamp of steel stamp later."

He Yuzhu said this and took out the application from his bag.

"Hurry up, come back to my office with me later and I'll give it to you directly."

Master Sun took the application with a smile and placed it on the table nearby.

Seeing that there was nothing to worry about, He Yuzhu started to eat hard again.

There were three lunch boxes, and including the one I got from Master Sun, I ate a total of three and a half boxes.

He Yuzhu drank another half bowl of soup and burped with satisfaction.

She took out a "white cigarette" from her bag and smoked one of them happily.

"You know what, Master, the chef in our factory is pretty good at cooking. He can almost catch up with me."

He Yuzhu is not modest at all.

"It's true. Compared to what you did, it's actually worse."

Master Sun also nodded in agreement.

"By the way, since you haven't started school yet, please make me some smoked sauce these two days. Otherwise, I won't have anything to eat when I go out for drinks."

Well, He Yuzhu is just looking for work for himself.

Followed Master Sun back to his office.

He Yuzhu stood aside waiting for Master Sun to write him a gun license.

When Master Sun opened the drawer and took out the stamp, He Yuzhu was stunned.

What did He Yuzhu see?

He saw the military mail.

Although He Yuzhu of later generations did not collect stamps or collect things.

However, He Yuzhu still knew the value of "military mail", which was a must in novels of the period.

And now, in Master Sun’s drawer, there are not only the "yellow military stamps" and "purple military stamps" which have lower value in later generations.

Master Sun even has a lot of "Blue Army Postage", which is said to be able to exchange a single piece of paper for an apartment.

Sent.

Now He Yuzhu’s mind is full of “getting rich”.

But then I became sad.

What excuse would he have to come over?

If it's just one or two pieces, it's easy to deal with.

He Yuzhu asked for it as soon as he opened his mouth, no problem at all.

But now, even with He Yuzhu's rough glance just now, there must be no less than a hundred of them.

It's a bit difficult to handle.

But, no matter how difficult it is, we have to do it.

After all, this thing could be a family treasure that could be passed down.

"Pillar, pillar?"

Just when He Yuzhu was still looking for an excuse, Master Sun touched He Yuzhu and woke him up.

"What's wrong, Master?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? I've asked you several times, what is your gun? Why are you just standing there in a daze?"

After Master Sun said this, He Yuzhu remembered that he was still applying for a gun license.

"Oh, it's the Russian TT33."

As he spoke, He Yuzhu pulled out a pistol from the holster and let Master Sun take a look.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Master Sun watched He Yuzhu tie the pistol to his belt with a leash and nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't be bothered. Make sure to tie the gun rope properly next time."

"click"

With the stamp of the steel, He Yuzhu's gun license was completed.

"Not these days. Be careful when you carry a gun and don't load it. Wait until next month. There will be training at the guard company next month. When you have nothing to do during the day, go and practice with them for a few days."

Master Sun shook and blew on the newly obtained gun license, then handed it to He Yuzhu and gave He Yuzhu some instructions.

"Yes, okay, I understand, Master."

He Yuzhu took the gun license, but his eyes were always fixed on the "military mail" in the drawer.

"What, do you want it?"

Before He Yuzhu could find a good excuse, Master Sun spoke first.

"If you want it, bring the stamps here to exchange."

As he spoke, Master Sun smacked his lips.

"I really don't know what's wrong with you kids. At the beginning of the month, when the stamps were first distributed, you didn't care about them one by one. But now that they're collected, you're jumping up and down to look for them one by one."

"Ok?"

He Yuzhu couldn't believe his ears.

He didn't expect that pie would really fall from the sky!!!