"And the weaving mill?" Sun Yuanhua asked.

"Yes. Would you like to go and see it? Wang Rui replied very happily. Anyway, he let him see the spinning mill, and then look at the weaving mill, it doesn't hurt.

The matter of large-scale industrial production, you look simple, but to really play the scene of Fushan Bay, I don't know how many gaps there are that cannot be crossed.

In the past, in order to discharge a reasonable production process, Wang Rui, the factory owner of later generations, and Ma Ju, the "chief engineer" who was proficient in woodworking machinery manufacturing, had no less toss.

"In this way, the old man will be disturbed!" Such an eye-opening opportunity, of course, Sun Yuanhua will not miss it easily.

The size of the workshop of the weaving mill is the same as that of the spinning mill, and there are countless "Beijia looms" neatly arranged in it. Female workers are operating the machines in a nervous and orderly manner.

Except for the receiver and the manager in charge of handing over the items, almost no one could make a sound. Everyone was silently and attentively busy with the task at hand.

In the whole factory, there is only a deep rumbling sound of machine running. This strange sound made Sun Yuanhua scared and surprised.

It is a magical sound, the sound of great industrial production that hides great power. Sun Yuanhua, who was in fact, suddenly felt that he was so small in the face of this power.

"Brother Chuyang, that's the girl from Beijia! The girl from Beijia is also the wife of the loyal uncle, and the old husband is still their witness. Liu Zhilun suddenly pointed to Zhang Beijia, who was busy in front of a machine, and said.

A foot away, several women were looking around a machine, and one of them was obviously dressed differently from everyone else.

She wore a beautiful bun and a blue brocade skirt. Concentrate on unloading a part of the machine. Presumably this is the wife of the Beijia girl and the loyal uncle that Liu Zhilun said.

When Sun Yuanhua and the other three approached, the woman also saw the comer. She stopped what she was doing, and rushed over and hugged Wang Rui's arm with a look of surprise: "Brother, you came just in time, come and help me repair this machine!" ”

This little girl doesn't pay attention to the impact! Wang Rui's old face turned red, patted her hand and said, "Okay!" Come and meet the two bosses! ”

"The little woman Zhang Beijia is the director of this weaving factory. I've seen two adults, and my adults are healthy! Zhang Beijia blushed and bent down to say a thousand blessings.

"Why don't you get busy! The old man just looks at it......" Sun Yuanhua waved his hand. This little woman is sweating so hard that she can't delay others.

As a person who is keen on Western learning, Sun Yuanhua is also very interested in these novel machines. Moreover, he was also very childlike to see if this loyal uncle could really repair this machine.

Over there, Wang Rui had already rolled up his sleeves and walked to the side of the machine. This loom was invented and designed by him and Ma Ju together, and of course it was difficult for him.

Three times five divided by two, Wang Rui explained, while dismantling the old parts that were broken, and replacing them with new parts in Zhang Beijia's hands.

Zhang Beijia smiled and looked at Wang Rui with the eyes of a fan, as if he was not listening carefully. Sun Yuanhua concluded that this little woman didn't know how to repair the machine, but just asked her husband to be a little coquettish by repairing the machine.

After repairing the machine, Zhang Beijia accompanied the three of them to the door of the workshop.

When she walked to the door, she hugged Wang Rui's arm coquettishly: "Brother, why don't you invite the two adults to eat at the factory?" I asked Sister Xiaofang to come over too. Let the kitchen fry two more dishes for us! ”

"Nonsense! How can two old men eat with you and other little women? Wang Rui lovingly scratched her Qiong's nose and laughed.

"Haha, is the loyal uncle reluctant to give up this meal? The old man really wants to have a meal in this factory. Can Brother Yuan Cheng be intentional? Sun Yuanhua also pulled Liu Zhilun together, and he had to eat in this weaving factory.

Hehe, this old guy, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as just having a meal, right? Do you still want to perform a people-friendly drama in front of Ben Shuai, Lao Tzu has even seen the actor who looks up at the starry sky in later generations.

"Hehe, the old man agreed." Zhang Beijia was very proud.

Immediately, she turned her head and instructed a pink-clothed girl who had been following: "Bing'er, go and tell the kitchen to cook two more dishes, which will be counted in the official reception." Then I went and invited the eldest lady to the weaving factory to dinner. ”

"Uncle Zhong, this lady is very capable!" Sun Yuanhua praised with a smile.

Well, a bit like a supervisor and manager in a factory in later generations. Wang Rui couldn't help but praise in his heart.

"Lord Futai doesn't know, the last general and several wives eat in their respective places, and sometimes they may not be able to get together for a meal for a few days." Wang Rui explained.

"When, when, when!" Soon, the gong for the end of work sounded.

The female workers began to line up and walked out of the huge factory. Within Sun Yuanhua's reach, he estimated that there might be no less than 3,000 people.

By the time Sun Yuanhua and the others walked into the huge canteen under the leadership of Zhang Beijia, there were already eight long queues in the canteen. The female workers chattered happily, waiting to go to the window to get food.

After the four of them sat down in a neat hut next to the kitchen, Li Xiaofang also rushed over from the spinning factory.

"There's an extra dish, right? Beijia. Li Xiaofang asked. Anyway, these two old guys are also first- and second-class civil officials and dignified ministers, so they can't be too contemptuous.

"I added two dishes, and they were counted in my official reception account." Zhang Beijia replied proudly.

"The old man is a rough man, why do the two husbands need to work so hard? Just as you usually are, you will come up. Sun Yuanhua said with a smile.

However, he is not a rough mouthman. The guys of the Donglin Party are all particular about not getting tired of eating and not getting tired of being fine. He just wanted to see what Wang Rui's food arrangements were for the workers in this factory.

The first thing that was served was really the usual food of the factory...... A bowl of sliced noodles with pickled vegetables. A large bowl full of barely much soup, with pickles and slices of meat in between.

It may be that the person who served the rice thought that there were several adults who came to eat, and all the meat slices were lean meat.

"Do the female workers in this factory usually eat such meals?" Sun Yuanhua picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but stopped and asked.

"Yes, that's usually the case. It's just that the flowers are different for each meal, and they are roughly the same. Li Xiaofang responded.

"Adults think this meal is ......" Li Xiaofang and Zhang Beijia both looked at Sun Yuanhua, does this old man think this meal is not good?

"Very good, let's eat them all!" Sun Yuanhua smiled embarrassedly. In fact, he felt that this kind of food was too luxurious.

According to Sun Yuanhua's usual life experience, in ordinary rural places, a small landlord's family may not be able to eat like this every day. No, I'm going to finish it and go out and see what these women are eating. Sun Yuanhua said secretly in his heart.

There are thousands of workers, and it can't be all of them eating like this, right? How much does it cost!?