Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Imperial Craftsman

The next morning, under the leadership of Li Ye, Wei Hong went to the compound next door to forge sewing machine parts to inspect the work, and Wei Hong was very satisfied with the conscientious work attitude of the craftsmen, but when he saw the accessories they made, Wei Hong frowned again and again, and said that the parts made by the thirty so-called skilled craftsmen were sold to Wei Hong when scrap iron was said to be sold to Wei Hong.

Either the model is wrong, or the quality is too rough, anyway, they are all defective, and none of them are decent.

Although Li Ye is a bookkeeper, but for many years, the VIPs of Hongyuan Commercial Bank have been received by him, and his skills in observing words and expressions are very good, seeing that Wei Hong's face is a little unsightly, he hurriedly asked softly: "Don't you think there is something wrong with Gongzi?" ”

For the sake of the future cause, Wei Hong did not hide it, and said honestly: "These parts are all damaged, none of them can be used, to put it mildly, Mr. Li, these so-called skilled craftsmen you invited, some are not worthy of the name." ”

Not worthy of the name? These thirty craftsmen are all well-known skilled craftsmen in Hangzhou, if they are all called unworthy of the name, I am afraid that the entire city of Hangzhou will no longer be worthy of the name! Or is it so difficult to manufacture a sewing machine that even these thirty skilled craftsmen can't control?

"Childe, take a closer look, you really can't use one?" Li Ye asked the craftsmen to stop what they were doing, pointed to the parts placed on the stove, and asked worriedly, although the construction has just started, the cost of work has already been spent a lot, if a bunch of defective products that cannot be used are made, wouldn't it be a big loss?

Wei Hong knew that Li Ye was very sensitive to the financial expenditure of the Li Mansion, but this kind of thing was inevitable, just like when a recruit went to the battlefield, there was always a time to empty the gun, Wei Hong casually picked up a gear from the stove and turned it in his hand: "Not to mention the rest of the important parts, just this most basic gear, the model is generally small, if it is larger, we can change it, but if it is small, it needs to be re-forged, not to mention the consumption of iron, the salary alone is not cost-effective." ”

"So what shall we do now?" Li Ye frowned, looking more anxious than Wei Hong, after all, Li Xiehe went to Jinling, and he was in charge of the financial problems in Hangzhou, as the so-called power is great, and the pressure he is carrying now is unimaginable.

Wei Hong rubbed his chin, lowered his head and thought, and after a while, a glint flashed in Wei Hong's eyes, the last time he built a sewing machine, didn't he find the man who 'is not afraid of deep alleys with the fragrance of wine'? Although I don't know what his name is, the accessories of his first forging sewing machine perfectly meet Wei Hong's requirements, and if he is allowed to join the ranks of this work, he may be able to greatly reduce his losses.

"Mr. Li, you ask the craftsmen to stop their work for a while, and I'll go out and find someone, and I'll talk about everything when I come back." After saying that, Wei Hong left the compound, followed the route in his memory, and went straight to find the young craftsman.

Last time, Wei Hong sold 160 catties of scrap iron to the man at a low price, so that the man also made a small profit, and he was quite impressed by Wei Hong.

"Childe, what do you want to do this time? Striking iron? Or sell iron? After a few pleasantries, the man began to cut to the point.

Wei Hong didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Brother, what's your name?" ”

"Zhou Dali!"

Zhou Dali? It's really like his name, Wei Hong sighed secretly in his heart, and then said seriously: "Dali, I'll ask you something, and I ask you to answer truthfully." ”

"Childe, excuse me."

"How much money can you make in a month?"

Hearing this question, Zhou Dali couldn't help but be stunned, after all, no trader would tell his income, but looking at Wei Hong's slightly serious expression and the benefits that Wei Hong brought him last time, he still took a deep breath and came out of the tray: "When the business is good, it is six hundred wen a month, and when the business is bad, it is more than three hundred wen." ”

Wei Hong nodded, staring at Zhou Dali with his eyes, and his tone was sonorous and powerful: "Dali, I am very satisfied with the batch of parts you helped me make last time, and I want you to help me make them again!" ”

Zhou Dali waved his hand: "This is easy to say, I will make iron?" Or is it the same as last time? ”

Wei Hong smiled and shook his head, and said lightly: "Dali, you will be mistaken, I don't want to make parts in your workshop, but I want to spend a lot of money to hire you, so that you will no longer go to pick up scattered jobs, and from now on work exclusively for me!" In terms of money, it's easy to say, when your business is good now, it's only 600 yuan a month, as long as you follow me, I will give you two taels of silver every month! If the timing is right, wages will definitely rise! ”

Zhou Dali, who was talking and laughing just now, changed color in his face, Zhou Dali's family has a total of nine people, the top is the elderly parents, and the middle is the two elder brothers, a few years ago, the two brothers died on the battlefield, leaving behind two sisters-in-law and two nephews, and now in addition to the two elder brothers, there are still seven mouths that need to be supported by Zhou Dali, and the six hundred dollars earned per month are basically beyond their means.

"Childe, what you say is true!" Happiness came too suddenly, and Zhou Dali was a little incredulous.

In order to show sincerity, Wei Hong directly took out ten taels of silver from his arms and handed it to Zhou Dali's hand: "Advance your salary for five months first, you don't need to sign the contract or anything, since I dare to use you, I believe in your person!" From now on, you will be my royal craftsman! ”

Looking at the ten taels of silver in his hand, Zhou Dali thought that he was dreaming, and pinched his thigh fiercely, so painful that he screamed, knowing that pain was not a dream, Zhou Dali couldn't hold back his excitement anymore, and actually knelt down for Wei Hong, gritted his teeth, was ruthless, and said word by word: "Childe!" As long as you don't drive me away, from now on, I Zhou Dali will be your person! ”

Although this sounds awkward, Zhou Dali's simplicity makes Wei Hong appreciate it very much. Hurriedly pulled Zhou Dali up from the ground, patted off the dust on Zhou Dali's knees, and praised it very much: "Good boy, follow me to work hard in the future, I dare not promise you to be rich and rich, but let your family have no worries about food and clothing, I still have this confidence!" Explain to your family, then pack up your things and come with me, I'll be waiting for you to get started! ”

"Okay, son, wait a while, I'll come when I go!"

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