Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1239: Wealth Is Compelling

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He became a foreman, and his salary tripled.

Liu Ernv looked at Mammy in disbelief.

But this nanny said with a smile, "With a new owner, the rules are still the rules of our Xishan cotton spinning workshop. Don't worry, shopkeeper Wang follows Qi Guogong's intention and has already made it clear to others that this cotton spinning workshop, You have to follow the rules, so you don't have to worry, you just need to teach the newly recruited girls in the early stage, and when they are officially put into production, they will lead everyone to work, what is yours is yours, not only that, this Xishan’s books are still taught. When you have free time, you can still come to read. Sometimes you can buy a few books by yourself and read them when you are busy. Reading... is useful.”

"Yes, yes..." Ernv Liu nodded like a chick pecking at rice, weeping with joy.

Now, a large number of workshops are preparing for construction, and many merchants have already figured out that this new machine has a large output, can minimize labor, make small profits and sell quickly, and the market in Daming is extremely broad. Now... whoever rushes into production can expect to be rich in the future.

It was even heard that the Siyang Trading Company seemed to be preparing to purchase such cloth.

The Siyang Commercial Bank has begun to expand slowly in the Western Ocean. They have their offices in various places. Their main business is maritime trade. Because they have monopolized the foreign trade privileges of the Ming Dynasty, and they have a lot of money, they wantonly recruited people. The price of this cloth is low, and the output is high. As long as there are enough ships to ship it to sea, it can still compete with the homespun cloth of other countries.

With such huge benefits, customizing machines, building factories, recruiting skilled workers, and training newcomers... has become a top priority.

This first cotton spinning workshop, with hundreds of female workers, has been in production for more than a month.

They are already familiar with every production link.

For merchants, the salary is affordable. As long as the future profits can be expected, not to mention three times the salary, five times or ten times, it is not a problem. What they are most afraid of is that there will be problems after production. After all, this is a new thing. How to arrange shifts, how to prepare materials, how to put in warehouses, how to deal with problems encountered during the production process, how to arrange each section, these... But Both are big problems.

Therefore, the female workers of the No. 1 Cotton Spinning Workshop, including those responsible for machine maintenance and repairs, have now become popular.

The nun called many names again.

Almost these hundreds of female workers have arrangements.

Whether they go or not is another matter.

A workshop requires dozens of foremen, as well as small shopkeepers and big shopkeepers.

However, most cotton spinning workshops can only recruit women.

If not, if men are recruited, no one will be willing to work.

Liu Ernv was dizzy, it seemed that fate pushed her to the cusp of the storm all of a sudden.

It's not just her. In this workshop, there are seven or eight sisters recruited by the No. 1 Cotton Spinning Workshop, and most of them are foremen or shopkeepers. In this way, even if they go to an unfamiliar environment, they will be taken care of. .

The nanny announced one by one, her mouth was dry, and she finally said, "Tomorrow, you guys will go your separate ways, but in the future, no matter which workshop you go to, you guys will be in the No. 1 Cotton Spinning Workshop. Those who come out must take care of each other."

Mammy looked excited.

She was originally an ordinary woman, but unexpectedly, she joined a cotton spinning workshop. Now, a new workshop has asked her to be the shopkeeper, fifty taels of silver per month, not counting other rewards.

That night, there was a banquet, and after eating, each went back to the dormitory to pack up. In the early morning of the next day, as expected... a lot of carriages and horses came outside, all from various commercial firms.

All the girls got into the car one after another. These commercial firms could only wish to treat these people as their ancestors.

Liu Ernv only carried a burden on her back and held her chest up. At this moment... it seemed that she had confidence.

She got in the car, opened the curtain, and saw the quiet No. 1 Cotton Spinning Workshop.

Without the roar of the machines, without the thick smoke billowing from the chimney, this workshop stands alone.

Liu Ernv was in a trance.

But suddenly, she saw two familiar voices.

The man named Zhu Xiucai, people said he was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but Ernv Liu didn't think so, because the Crown Prince shouldn't be like this, would the Crown Prince be carrying a big bag shirtless and screaming? Will the prince take out a wrench with him?

Today, Zhu Xiucai was not shirtless. He was wearing a beautiful shirt, with his hands behind his back, standing there with Qi Guogong, looking at the chariots and horses from a distance.

Liu Ernv was immersed in joy.

But in an instant, these countless memories flashed across my mind like a revolving lantern.

In an instant, her eyes were red, and tears flowed down like a spring.

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Zhu Houzhao stabbed Fang Jifan in the waist. ,

Fang Jifan sternly said, "What are you doing?"

Zhu Houzhao said, "Old Fang..." He took a breath and looked at the women who boarded the car one after another.

We have been together day and night for more than a month.

Even Liu Jin, that bastard, I have been with him for a long time, and I still have feelings for him.

Zhu Houzhao said, "Will they be bullied when they go to other places? Could there be a man like Ben Gong rushing in in the workshop, shirtless, with malicious intentions?"

"No way." Fang Jifan comforted Zhu Houzhao; "Ordinary people, they want face."

Zhu Houzhao

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