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Between the start of the war with Gabriel and the completion of the construction of the power plant, time flew quickly, and it was already nightfall.

I can't say a few specific points.

More than twenty people were still standing in place, guarding the generator here on Luo San's orders.

In the distance, two figures slowly walked over.

More than 20 people stood guarded.

It wasn't until it got closer and closer that I let my guard down.

His eyes flashed with worship for the comer.

"Your Excellency. ”

More than two dozen people knelt on one knee as a sign of respect.

Luo San waved his hand.

"Ah Biao. ”

As soon as Ah Biao heard Luo San's paging, he hurriedly quickened his pace and stood in front of Luo San.

Luo San: "I'll leave it to you here." From this day forward, your job is to stay here and ensure the safety of the generators. ”

More than twenty people looked at each other, a little incredulous.

You know, they're all vindictive, and they've been sent to watch the gate, and they're guarding a very strong big iron box?

Luo San: "This thing is the foundation of the development of the Du family. ”

"There is no room for negligence. ”

Ah Biao arched his hand: "Yes, my lord." ”

Luo San nodded.

I don't blame them.

Where do they know the importance of generators?

Do you know what a film is?

Know what Maria is?

Luo San took pity on them, so he shook his head and turned to leave.

Don't blame them for being too simple.

It's just that they're not real men.

Looking at Luo San who was walking away, several people sweated wildly and looked at Ah Biao in confusion.

Biao: "Listen, this is about a mile away, starting tomorrow, all the houses will be built here, and in the future, there may be more machines like this here." ”

Everyone nodded.

A thin-faced man jumped out: "My lord, why is this?

Ah Biao was a little angry.

"I tell you, this is the time for us to do our work. ”

Nothing was said all night.

It took more than 20 people one night to dig out the foundation of the house.

As for completely covering, it will take a while.

Early morning.

Luo San hurriedly ate breakfast and left the Du Mansion without looking back.

Du Xuefei looked particularly haggard in her eyes, she called the maid Xiaohua and ordered her to investigate the situation in Dechunlou and other places......

Let the Buddha go, an Infernal Affairs has begun.

Luo San ran wildly with the blue fat man, and he didn't bother to look at the street scene on the side of the road.

The main thing is that there are too many fans and I can't parry.

As soon as I went out, it was a sensation.

Although Luo San enjoyed it, he felt that his fan base was too popular......

Up to the screaming to be fed, down to the seventy old lady.

In this regard, Luo San collapsed.

Without saying a word all the way, he galloped dozens of kilometers in a carriage and stopped at about one town.

It was unusually quiet, and the people on the street expressed their indifference to Luo San's appearance.

This made Luo San very uncomfortable.

But there is no way, in this era of news blockage, even if someone knows that Luo San is a big star, no one knows what he looks like.

Thinking of this, Luo San's mood was not beautiful for a moment.

"My lord, this is it. ”

Zeng Xiaoba, the new subordinate, is also the second-in-command of Dujia Bufang in Yangshan Town.

Luo San raised his head and looked at the huge signboard, and couldn't help but tremble.

Two columns rise from the ground, as thick as two people's arms, and above the stone pillars, there is a large plaque, which is actually outlined in gold wire.

The font is vigorous and powerful――

Du Umbilicus!

Luo San muttered.

Zeng Xiaoba was embarrassed, "Big brother, it's Yan Qi Dufang." ”

Luo San's face turned red.

He forgot to read it from the right......

"IQ. The blue fat man sighed, straddled his two long legs to the ground, and got out of the carriage.

Luo San sweated wildly, and didn't say much.

Just a dry cough.

Cloth shops are different from others in that they generally need to enter the market, unlike shops.

The cloth mill is a place where cloth is produced, and the site is naturally very large. Therefore, placing it in a distant place is more conducive to development.

Under the leadership of Zeng Xiaoba, Luo San walked into the cloth workshop.

The first thing to enter is a secret room, and the huge factory building is difficult to see at a glance.

Halfway up the house, that is, overhead, there are stairs and passageways.

Inside the room, hundreds of large dye vats are arranged.

Luo San walked in the aisle of the mezzanine, and looked down, some of the dye vat were red, some were blue, and some were black, which was particularly eye-catching.

Above each dye vat, there is a roller and stand similar to the ancient well water, and under the rope, white silk is tied.

"These, which are good silks, are generally the first choice of the wealthy. Zeng Xiaoba introduced.

The workers stood by, not daring to speak.

Luo San is used to it.

His current identity is the head of the Du family.

It's like saying it's a big leader.

But Luo San still has to behave very close to the people.

So, he stepped forward and shook hands with every worker.

The workers burst into tears of gratitude.

Finally, there was one person who couldn't help it and shouted.

"My lord, why do you have to hold it alone? She's my daughter-in-law!"

Luo San's face turned red, and he walked a few steps awkwardly.

He walked through a huge yard where dyed cloth was dried.

In the sun, it looks extraordinarily distinctive.

Luo San had never been involved in this industry, and he was a little curious when he first watched it, but after a while, he felt numb.

In the operation room, there are thousands of looms, which makes Luo San seem to have returned to the Anti-Japanese War period, and even the Qing Dynasty.

The loom made of wood also needs to have hands and feet to step on the weaving sticks, and to tighten the weft with a knife, which looks very lame.

Luo San tried twice, and then gave up completely.

Zeng Xiaoba smiled, as if he was mocking. Weaving cloth is very familiar to people of this era.

"How many meters of cloth can be woven on this day?"

Zeng Xiaoba said proudly: "Back to my lord, these more than 1,320 units are about 7,000 meters a day. ”

Luo San was still happy, but after thinking about it carefully, the total number was gratifying, but if it was counted separately, it would be very unworkable.

If you calculate carefully, one is less than six meters a day?

Luo San has a simple understanding of looms, on the earth, a machine can reach 167 meters a day without stopping.

What is this gap? A world of difference.

Luo San fell into deep thought!

If you buy 10 machines to weave fabrics, you can complete 1,000 machines here, which is equal to the workload of 1,000 people.

Think about this to feel the speed of industrialization.

"That'...... How many of these workshops do we have?" Luo San asked again.

"About ...... About 30,000 thousand, after all, our cloth and Gabai tribes are the main monopoly suppliers to Rock Creek County and the towns below. But it still can't catch up with the use of the market. Often it is unaffordable. ”

Luo San took a breath.

But if you think about it carefully, clothes, every year, have to be replaced and consumed all the time.

Is there more than 30,000? Not at all.

Take the earth as an example, on weekends, on weekdays, during the New Year's holidays, when the seasons change, who doesn't buy a few sets of clothes?

In Luo San's country, there are countless large and small workshops.

After having a brief understanding of these, Luo San also began to think deeply.

The industry here does not have many varieties of fabrics, mainly cotton, linen and leather for civilian use. There are also high-end silk and other items.

Compared to the earth, there is indeed a lot less material.

"Let's go meet your boss. ”

Luo Sandao.