Pioneering

Chapter 161 A Worker's Day

At nine o'clock in the morning, the red light of Lady Blood Moon completely dissipated in the sky, and the light under the blue corona began to slowly rise from the west.

All kinds of strange monsters that appear in the middle of the night will also disappear under the shining of the light without hiding.

And when the light appears and the dew falls, it is time for the workers to begin their work.

After Ange led his troops to other provinces to establish cement factories, Boot took over the cement factories in the central province as his successor.

As for the "Huangyangshan Cement Plant" which is closest to Chang'an, the capital of the kingdom, Boote even managed it himself. He moved to the cement plant and lived here.

Bout firmly believes that as long as he works hard, he will surely surpass that Myers, who only knows how to steal, rape and play tricks.

In this infrastructure rescue operation, to get more credit, to be promoted to the archbishop, to honor the ancestors, to show his loyalty to the God of Wealth, and to be worthy of his father's ardent expectations.

"Shhh-"

The sharp whistle echoed through the factories, waking up the workers who were changing shifts.

The workers opened their eyes tiredly. Although the work here was indeed hard and tiring, it was much better than the previous days when they could not eat enough.

There is food to eat and money to take, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

Therefore, except for some bold workers who cursed the factory manager and supervisors in a low voice, most of the workers would like to pray devoutly to the God of Machinery and Industry before getting up.

These workers dressed happily, walked to the cafeteria in twos and threes, and lined up in a neat line to receive their breakfast—three pieces of steamed buns, a bowl of oiled porridge, and a small plate of pickles.

Although the workers didn't know why the king called the white bread "mantou" in a weird way, they still liked this soft and delicious food from the bottom of their hearts.

"Everyone who eats white bread is a classy person." Under this universal concept, workers never thought that they would still be able to eat white bread.

After eating a big mouthful of steamed buns, with the comforting sweet and sour porridge, from time to time, I grab a pickle and stuff it into my mouth, savoring the salty taste that makes people reluctant to swallow it, eating with relish .

Sharp-eyed workers spotted Boot wearing a hard hat, hiding in a corner, eating breakfast.

The new factory manager gave them a lot of benefits.

If he hadn't come, the workers' porridge would not have the oil squeezed from these yellow star flowers.

I heard that there should have been oil and water in their porridge, but the fat pig factory manager and supervisor foreman who were captured before picked out a lot of things from the mouths of these bitter hahas.

As soon as Bout came, he looked at the hungry and staggering workers, and Dang even reported the matter to Ryan.

In less than half a day, the original factory manager and foremen had all entered the dungeon in a nearby city and never came out again.

Since then, workers have had more trouble.

In particular, Bout went to the front line to monitor the production in person, and he was not pretentious, and even the meals were only a bit too much, and there was nothing wrong with it.

So the workers love this lovely man, and everyone greeted him one after another:

"Morning, Director Bout."

"Master Priest, good morning."

"Good morning everyone, good morning everyone." Bout liked the feeling of being loved and waved to the workers.

The well-fed workers picked up their trousers, put on thick dust-proof clothing, earplugs, linen gloves and linen masks, and a small number of workers were even given a hard hat.

No way, rubber processing is not something that can be done in a short while.

Asshai is also the southernmost part of the southern province, and a few rubber trees can be seen near the Juiling Mountains.

Rubber tree, the world of Zoya was originally called "Zifangmu". In this world, Zifangmu has most of the characteristics of rubber trees. The only difference is that the color of the wood and the latex are both light purple.

On the way back from the Juiling Mountains, Zhong Ming accidentally discovered this kind of raw material suitable for the development of the rubber industry. Fortunately, he renamed it the rubber tree.

However, there is no hope of increasing the output in a while. This is a perennial plant. Even if Zhong Ming has arranged to plant rubber trees in the areas with the best water and heat conditions in the southern province, they will not be used in a short time.

At present, the only source of rubber is mainly from the soldiers who took turns hunting in the Jueling Mountains to pick up the rubber and paint with tools.

When the surrounding monsters are cleared out of an open space, maybe there will be workers who dare to work.

Therefore, only a few workers can get this hard hat, and even gloves and masks can only be made of linen.

The shift-changing workers walked into the workshop in full gear, from raw material crushing, fine grinding, calcination, fine grinding of finished cement to packaging and transportation of finished cement, all positions were changed.

The workers who were replaced were overjoyed, and after handing over the work to the shift changer, they ran to the cafeteria like a group of hungry beasts pounced on fat lambs.

It’s okay not to be fast, although the meals are all given a fixed portion, but there is no limit to the soup, water, and water. If you have it quickly, you may not be able to match the heat if you are slow.

Boot stood on a table, waving his hands from time to time, directing the collaboration between the workshops.

No way, the noisy environment made them all wear earplugs, coupled with the communication method basically relying on roaring, Bout's primitive command method was born.

The workers who hit the sledgehammer are the strongest. They carry the big hammer and try their best to smash the large limestone raw materials hit by the only remaining knights and old nobles;
Every once in a while, a worker pushing a cart pours the crushed stone powder into the cart and pushes it to the next workshop;
The workers in the next workshop poured all the gravel and dregs into a steel machine that looked like a grinding disc. Countless people chanted and pushed the bars to push the machine to finely grind these materials;

This is also a helpless matter. Although Zhong Ming successfully drew the drawings of the internal combustion engine and steam engine, he also successfully made them, but the smelting of oil and the mining of coal lumps all take time.

So for the time being, we can only use this backward manpower as a power source.

It is estimated that it will take ten days and a half months before the black smoke of industry will really appear in the Fang world.

The ground powder is sent to the calcination room, where the workers suffer the most, the turbulent dust and the hot working environment, from time to time, some workers quietly put down their masks to get rid of the anger in their hearts.

The most obvious manifestation is that the number of workers who appeared in the calcining room and were sent away by pneumoconiosis can be regarded as the most in the factory.

However, the fire magic stone really worked. Even if it can't be used as a power source for the time being, it can be used as a fire source. Putting two pieces in one furnace can greatly increase the temperature, which greatly saves a lot of fuel.

After calcination, it is sent to the next workshop, where it is finely ground, and then sent to the packing room, which is also the best job.

After working hard and sweating, before I knew it, it was time for brunch again.

With the sound of the whistle, the workers rushed out of the dusty factory building, took off their heavy clothes, rolled roughly to the river to soak for a while, and then ran to eat in a joyous manner.

Zhong Ming tried his best to bring some health regulations to Yaxia.

Boot was munching on steamed buns to roll thin slices of meat. As a leader, his greatest privilege was to be able to roll more thin and scary slices of meat, so that he wouldn't be willing to swallow a small piece after a long time like others.

He was thinking: "Can you add another shift to the two shifts? Then I will be able to overwhelm that cunning Myers, right?"

"But Your Majesty's teachings..."

"If I don't reduce the time for praying, shouldn't it be considered a violation of His Majesty's teaching?"

"Or, if the bonuses given to the supervisor and me are distributed to the workers, will they be willing to earn more?"

"If it doesn't work, ask for more supplies from the logistics side and give the workers some food. They will probably be happy."

Some people who are not greedy for money always love some bigger goals.

(End of this chapter)