Time flies quickly, and it is almost the end of May in a blink of an eye, although it is still a few days and only a month, but this large area near the Haihe River to the east of the Aurora Dyeing Factory on Dongjie has already turned into a large construction site almost three miles long, with piles of sand, bricks, bluestones, and wood everywhere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than 600 masons hired around Tianjin, from the morning as soon as the sky is bright until the day is dark, not only six or seven miles long two people high bluestone courtyard wall has been built, the courtyard wall separated by brick walls seven or eight large courtyards have also begun to take shape, close to the east side of the dyeing factory courtyard in the five new factory buildings have been built, the dyeing factory backyard a three-story building dozens of meters wide has reached the second floor.

Opposite the dyeing factory, a three-story bank building made of large bluestone masonry and unusually square and sturdy is about to be topped out. Next to the bank, several courtyard houses and a long three-story brick apartment between an elementary school are also being put to the fore.

In the courtyard of a factory area with a large area in the new factory, although the construction of the plant has not yet been completed, the boiler room with a chimney seven or eight feet high erected behind the room has begun to operate, and bursts of smoke and dust continue to emerge from the top of the chimney, drifting directly across the other side of the Haihe River along the south wind.

Although it was the end of May, the weather in Tianjin was already very hot, but the British architect Henry, who led a few assistants to run around the construction site with drawings every day, still wore a suit and leather shoes meticulously, the only change was that he no longer wore a tie, the collar of the shirt was no longer tightly tied, but all untied, his skin was red from the sun, and people seemed to have searched a lot.

In short, the area east of the Aurora Dyeing Factory has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past month, and large areas of wasteland have been leveled and then fenced off into new factories. Even the original guard team standing guard at the gate of the Aurora Dyeing Factory is also very different from a month ago, not only the two guards Yan Ding are standing guard with a fast gun with a Xueliang bayonet on their hands, but they are also more energetic than before, each with their heads held high, and the military atmosphere is full.

Another change is that on this East Street and around the construction site, there are many more officials dressed in soap-colored short clothes, holding iron rulers or hanging waist knives.

In front of the gates of several new factories that have already built factories, two salters with guns stand at each door, indicating that the construction work here has basically ended.

The new factory on the east side is the most lively, not only the farmers who use carts to pull pigs into the factory, but also the traders who drive more than a dozen vegetable cattle on foot, under the command of the workers in blue uniforms in the factory, weigh the pigs and vegetable cattle in the yard, and then rush to the backyard through the small door separated by the brick wall, the farmers and traders who sold the pigs and vegetable cattle took the notes issued when the pigs and vegetable cattle passed the scales, and then happily went to the account room in the yard to receive the money, and drove the car to leave the factory door along the street or east or west with a small tune.

In the crowded yard, the neighing of livestock and the noise of people coming and going are chaotic. In this noisy and noisy sound, there was a faint howl like killing pigs from time to time in the backyard, and even a faint smell of blood could be smelled. This is the slaughterhouse in Qinchuan. The facilities and equipment of the slaughterhouse are the simplest, and the area is not large, so it was the first to be completed. It's just that the sign hasn't had time to hang up yet.

Next to the slaughterhouse, a larger courtyard is much cleaner, with only a handful of masons putting the finishing touches on it, and workers in blue overalls coming and going in and out of a new factory from time to time. Not only are there fewer people coming in and out here, but the yard is also clean, and the most eye-catching thing is that the floor of the yard is paved with shiny bluestone ground washed with water, which is the newly built canning factory in Qinchuan.

The equipment of the canning factory and the slaughterhouse was purchased by Qin Chuan with the royalty annuity of his BASF company as collateral, and Qin Chuan paid the agreed 15,000 marks before returning the equipment after arriving in Tianjin.

In addition to two rows of warehouses, there are four large brick houses with glass windows on the left and right, which are the resting and working places for the workers and the manager of the cannery, as well as the accounts. Facing the courtyard gate, is a courtyard almost cut off the cement surface of the factory, outside the main entrance of the factory, protruding a room almost equal to the height of the factory, a door closed tightly, people in and out will immediately close the door.

Through the closed glass window of the ear room, you can see that the workers who enter will change into rubber boots of the same standard, and then cover the outside with a white cloth gown, and then enter through a thick wooden door. This is the canning factory in Qinchuan.

This chaotic place has attracted a large group of high-nosed, deep-eyed, blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners for some reason.

Under the guidance of more than a dozen green tweed sedan chairs, dozens of rickshaws and dozens of errands followed closely behind, and the sedan chair drivers, coachmen and a large group of errands kept wiping their sweat, ignoring the red and spicy sun above their heads and the dust flying around, all the way to the gate of the slaughterhouse.

Yan Ding, who was already standing guard in front of the door, ran all the way in to report, and Qin Chuan, who happened to be inside, got the news, and welcomed the manager of the cannery, a middle-aged man in a muslin short coat, and a German in a suit and four teenage juniors to the gate.

The middle-aged man who came out with Qinchuan was called Ye Xilai, who was Ye Ziqi's distant brother, and had also worked in a foreign bank, and was recommended by Ye Ziqi to be the manager of the canning factory in Qinchuan.

The German man's name was Schneider, and he was a German engineer who came to install the equipment.

The four young people, the two headed are Chu Dazhu's apprentices Wu Mingren and Guo An, and the two younger ones are the apprentices of the two of them, the equipment of the canning factory and the slaughterhouse started from the installation, Wu Mingren and Guo An have been leading the two of them to follow Schneider in the installation and commissioning of the machine.

Qin Chuan came to the gate of the factory, and more than 30 foreigners who got off the sedan chair and rickshaw, under the guidance of Sheng Xuanhuai and Zhang Shiheng who were full of smiles, were walking with Qin Chuan. -

Qin Chuan is wearing a crisp salt-gray uniform today, black shiny riding boots with slightly bulging breeches on the outside of his thighs, and the upright large-brimmed hat belt on his head, which makes Qin Chuan, who is not short in height, feel even taller and more powerful, coupled with the shoulders, cuffs, and glittering copper buttons on his clothes and a gold-plated copper cockade composed of a five-pointed gold star and a war knife and rifle on his hat, the whole person looks energetic and radiant.