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"Young master, I just said, that person is a liar, you see, it's been several days, and I haven't seen that person come over!"

Once again, Xiao Lian felt heartbroken when she thought that the young master had been coaxed ten taels of silver again.

"It's just a few taels of silver..."

Shi Yiwen, holding a folding fan in his hand, looked no different from the scholars of this era, and laughed while walking.

But it's only ten taels of silver.

And if you want to persevere, you must be patient first.

In Shi Yiwen's opinion, that person would never give up the opportunity now. He must be waiting.

Let's wait a moment now.

"Just buy some fun, sell a few more soap."

The young master's words made Xiao Lian suddenly become a mute. The family's investment was too much, so naturally there was no shortage of that little money.

If we talk about the sixth year of Wanli, what was the most popular product in Nanjing?

I'm afraid it's still necessary to count soap. Although this soap became popular, it was immediately sought after by women.

From washing clothes, bathing and cleaning, to shampooing, the development of many new uses has made the soap increasingly popular. Compared with the rising demand, the production of soap is always limited.

Not only is there a shortage of supply, it has even reached a point where there is no market price!

Not only are ordinary shops unable to supply goods, even the Song family's own business has to be sold in limited quantities. Each person is limited to two yuan, and even if it is a bit like that, it may not be available every day.

"The boss, Manager Zhao sent someone to urge him again and asked when the goods will be delivered."

As soon as he entered the factory, Li Mingdong, the head of the soap factory, said to Shi Yiwen.

"There is still a batch in this warehouse that has been in stock for 13 days. I think the quality is almost the same, otherwise..."

"no!"

Shi Yiwen vetoed without hesitation.

"We don't have enough time to mature, so we definitely can't leave the factory. We can't smash our own sign!"

The soap needs to be saponified for a period of time. Only when the soap is fully saponified will it be more delicate. If you can't wait and use the soap in a short time, it will soon turn into a sticky ball of rice porridge.

Maturation is a necessary process, otherwise you will definitely smash your signature.

"What the boss said is very much, but I was too impatient and almost made a big mistake."

Li Mingdong hurriedly bowed.

"Well, the time of maturation is not the key, the key is to increase production and expand production."

When I entered the production workshop, I watched the workers standing above the iron pot and stirring the soap liquid constantly. Now the iron pots have been replaced by Shi Yiwen to iron buckets. The capacity of the pot of the same diameter has doubled, but even so, the output is still very limited.

"The key is to increase the number of pots. Now there are sixteen pots. If you increase the number of pots, you need to increase the number of workers..."

Staring at the workers who stood in front of the stove and tripped the grease with suspended push rods. This was the improvement made by the workers themselves. At first, it was just the workers who stumbled with bamboo poles, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive. Later, a worker learned from the push rods and stone mills that grind soy milk, turned the grinder into a stirring rod, and then pushed the push rod to complete the circumferential trip, which saved most of the manpower. However, even so, it was still manpower.

"What if you use hydraulic power?"

Thinking of Qinhuai River beside him, Shi Yiwen's eyes lit up and he immediately ordered Li Mingdong.

"Master Li, are there any craftsmen who can build waterwheels here?"

Waterwheels are very common in the south and are easy to find craftsmen. However, in just one day, a waterwheel was made by several carpenters. The real complexity is not a wooden waterwheel, but the entire transmission system. Although it can be replaced by wood, Shi Yiwen deliberately got a complete set of bearings from the space, which is actually the bearings of several public bicycles, and designed a transmission system.

The components of the traditional system were not completed until the next night, and at this time, the water truck had been installed by the river. Under Shi Yiwen's command, the transmission device, which seemed a bit complicated but was actually extremely simple, was quickly installed.

"Dongjia Shi, your steel shaft is really a good thing!"

Once again, Zhao Laosi looked at the steel bearings on the waterwheel and exclaimed.

"When the test drive was yesterday, the water truck was flying, and such a delicate thing was the skill of the shop."

When asked this question, Zhao Laosi's seemingly honest eyes flashed with his cunning eyes. The bearing that was turning like a speed in his hand was really surprised. As a craftsman, he could see at a glance that the thing was of great use, so he wanted to find out where it was made.

"It's definitely not something that ordinary people can create."

Shi Yiwen smiled.

"And it's expensive, but there are other simpler bearings. Otherwise, I'll draw a picture, and you can make it according to the drawings."

"Mr. Shi, this...is this serious?"

Zhao Laosi looked at Shi Yiwen in surprise.

"This, I'm afraid this is not suitable."

"What's wrong with this? If it is created, it may benefit the people of the world, right?"

As for whether it can be made, it's hard to say.

"This, this...if that's the case, I'll really thank Mr. Shi."

When Zhao Laosi thanked him, the water-drawing gate was opened. After the river flowed into the gate, it immediately drove the water wheel to rotate. The water wheel rotated very quickly. The river water hit the leaves of the truck and splashed the water. As the water wheel rotated, the sky shaft in the production workshop drove the mixing rod to rotate under the drive shaft. The workers in the production workshop were all dumbfounded at the mixing rods.

Looking at the stirring rod that was rotating on their own, most of their expressions seemed a little complicated. Zhang Yu murmured to himself.

"Xu, Brother Xu, we, we shouldn't have no work to do it!"

Zhang Yu's words made the workers in the workshop stunned. For these workers who just earned two taels of silver a month with just one effort, the wages may not be much, but they are also a living.

Why is the strength in the body completely useless all of a sudden?

"Zhao Ming, go to the boss and ask, what are we doing now?"

"Yes, Brother Zhao, when you made the mixing rod, the boss rewarded you with ten taels of silver. Go and ask the boss, if you use a water truck, will the factory want us?"

The mixing rod used in the factory was invented by Zhao Ming, and he also received a bonus of ten taels, which is why everyone is looking for him.

At this time, looking at the production workshop of "water conservancy", although Shi Yiwen's expression seemed calm, he was extremely excited in his heart.

Because to a certain extent, the difference between factories and workshops is often the driving force for production. If before that, this factory was just a slightly larger workshop, then it has now evolved into a veritable factory.

Factory, industry, and then...what will be next?

Just when my mood became a little ups and downs, a worker came over.

Faced with the persuasion of the workers, Zhao Ming had to bite the bullet and walk to the boss and express his concerns.

"...The boss, if the factory doesn't want us anymore, I'll ask the boss to say that I can go out to find a job, right?"

Looking at Zhao Ming who was in a panic, Shi Yiwen came to his senses and said. He did not consider the workers' ideas before. No wonder they were worried about unemployment. After all, with water trucks, many manpower would be replaced, just like in another time and space in history. In the early days of the Industrial Revolution, was the action of workers to destroy machines. Is it also out of concern for unemployment?

"This is my mistake, let everyone come over, I have something to say to everyone."

Let the workers' apprentices stand in a row, Shi Yiwen said to stand in front.

Fifty-eight workers, of different ages, but most of them are teenagers of sixteen or seventeen years old. Although their complexion is rosy and there is no malnutrition at all, they often have some patches on their clothes, and it is obvious that their lives are not easy.

Shi Yiwen was not nervous in front of everyone and said loudly.

"Everyone, Brother Zhao came here just now and expressed his concerns. He was worried that if he used a water truck, would you fire you? So how could this happen? The supply of soap is in short supply in the market, so the production of our soap factory needs to be expanded and more workers are needed. You are skilled workers. Not only will you not be fired, but your wages will also increase. From next month, the monthly money will be added to half a month. I wonder if you are satisfied with my answer!"

The workers who were worried that they would lose their jobs because of the water trucks replied:

"Satisfied! The boss is kind!"

"The boss is kind and righteous..."

For a moment, everyone praised his kindness and kindness.

Listening to everyone's compliments, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"As long as everyone works hard, the soap factory will be expanded and recruit new people in the future. Everyone can be the foreman, and the monthly money will be more! Remember one thing, as long as the factory has good efficiency, everyone's salary will naturally be higher, and everyone's life will only get better and better..."

Amid the workers' gratitude, Shi Yiwen naturally thought of what Wu Cai said to him that day.

But if these workers are grateful, will they still betray themselves?

When this thought emerged in his heart, Shi Yiwen suddenly laughed and said to himself,
Chapter completed!