"It doesn't matter what you and I say." Zhang Jiji snored while eating fried rice noodles and smiled.

Seeing Lin Xianming walking out of the cafeteria in despair before finishing the meal, Zhang Jiji felt a little proud - you Lin Xianming, you are so stupid when you become the leader of the clan! The most feared thing among Australians is the clan. You still want to make a big deal out of it.

Lin clan, for the sake of old friendship, I remind you, otherwise you will be confiscated and exterminated in the future!

While Zhang Jiji and Lin Xianming were having this conversation, Lu Youtian, Jiang Ye and others were eating at another table. According to convention, each factory usually has 2 to 3 veterans with professional knowledge working the night shift in the factory.

, to be ready to guide work and solve problems at any time. They usually live in a special "senior office", and theoretically have separate meals, but many people find it troublesome to wait for meals to be delivered from the senior canteen and cannot eat hot food.

Simply go directly to the staff canteen to eat. This invisibly shortens the distance between you and the indigenous workers.

Lu Youtian was wearing dark work clothes and was covered in sweat. There were furnaces, forgings, sand foundries and castings in the metalworking workshop. The indoor temperature was above 40C at any time. Lu Youtian ordered a large plate of vegetable and shrimp fried rice and was devouring it.

While chatting with Jiang Ye and others about work.

"Commander Wen said that the bottom of the ship should be covered with copper. How to make this copper? Do you use a hammer? Like gold foil?"

"With a rolling mill, it's not a problem to make copper sheets." Jiang Ye said, "I just haven't figured out how to wrap it up yet."

Lu Youtian still couldn't figure it out: "The bottom of the ship is so big, how big should the copper skin be?"

At this time, Zhang Jiji came over - with the elders present, he felt that he should come and say hello. The greetings were settled, and several people continued to discuss the craft of copper cladding on the bottom of the ship at the dinner table.

"I have seen Chief Wen's ship model. The copper sheets are small pieces nailed to the bottom of the ship. The edges are interlocked with each other." Zhang Ji said, "This should be fine."

Zhou Billy nodded: "So that's it! But the area at the bottom of the ship is not small. The consumption of copper must be indispensable."

"This is a matter of the Planning Institute. I think there is always some reserve of copper." Jiang Ye drank a bottle of frozen kvass in one gulp. "Besides, our rolling mill should be better than the British, and the copper plates rolled out will be better."
Chapter completed!