The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

There are obviously fewer craftsmen here than outside.

Several huge long strips are placed in an orderly manner.

There are twenty or thirty people sitting on both sides of each belt.

At the front of the belt, a burly man was pedaling hard on a gear that looked like a bicycle wheel, causing the entire belt to rotate slowly.

On the conveyor belt are regular but irregularly shaped yellow copper sheets.

Every time the copper piece passed through someone's hands, that person would make a series of adjustments to the copper piece.

Then put it on the belt and pick up the next one that is sent from behind to continue.

As we go further, the copper sheet begins to take shape.

Some were loading it with gunpowder, others were weighing it with a small scale.

There are also those with bullet cones,

There are also those who install the warhead very carefully.

In less than a quarter of an hour,

A golden bullet appeared at the front and was counted and put into a box by a special person.

Because there are no machines nowadays, all data can only be mastered manually.

Li Qingfeng picked up a prepared bullet and examined it.

There are still traces of artificial polishing visible to the naked eye on the surface of the shell and the bullet.

But it feels very round to the touch.

Qingfeng Li nodded in satisfaction and looked at Sun Yun and asked,

"Uncle Sun, how many bullets can we produce every day?"

Sun Yu pinched his fingers and thought for a while and said,

"According to the instructions of the Peak Master, our bullets are manufactured here with external parts, and they are rotated every four hours."

"That means we're working non-stop for twelve hours every day."

Qingfeng Li nodded slightly.

Sun Yu continued,

"We currently have five production lines here. If we don't consider other impacts, we can produce about 500 rounds of ammunition a day."

Qingfeng Li frowned slightly.

This output is quite small indeed.

But considering that everything is done manually nowadays, this is pretty good.

It seems that we have to find a way to manufacture the machine.

However, I can't remember these things at the moment. I need to find a way to repel the court's first wave of attacks before I can develop with peace of mind.

Originally, in Li Qingfeng's plan, when the imperial army arrived, he would abandon his old nest and scatter across the country.

However, after learning about the background of this world, Qingfeng Li became more motivated to strive.

He nodded slowly, calculating silently in his mind.

Five hundred a day, and that’s without considering the yield rate.

That's only 15,000 per month, and even if they get ahead of the imperial army, they only have 30,000 to 50,000 rounds of bullets.

For Li Qingfeng, whose fear of insufficient firepower is ingrained in his genes, this small amount of stock makes him feel very insecure.

After thinking for a while, he looked at Sun Bo and asked,

"Our production is okay, but if war breaks out, this little bit of ammunition will be just a drop in the bucket."

"Can you see if you can add ten more production lines? Increase production?"

Sun Yu frowned and thought for a while before saying,

"If Peak Master wants to increase production capacity, there's no need to worry about manpower. The people in our village are all top-notch and only need a little training."

"but……"

Li Qingfeng said with a smile,

"Uncle Sun, if you have any difficulties, please feel free to speak up. Since this Peak Master has given you a task, he will naturally help you solve your difficulties."

Sun Yu showed his two big yellow teeth and said with a smile,

"The Peak Master really cares about us poor craftsmen."

Li Qingfeng smiled and shook his head and said,

"Uncle Sun, you are wrong! You are not just some lousy craftsmen."

"It is because of your hardworking hands that we can create all these beautiful things, so that our brothers can have powerful weapons when they go into battle and kill the enemy."

"If you have any trouble, just come to me."

Sun Yu said to Qingfeng Li gratefully,

"Thank you, Peak Master. If we want to increase the production capacity of bullets, it is indeed difficult."

Qingfeng Li raised his brows.

"Uncle Sun, please speak!"

Sun Yu nodded and said,