Chapter 675? The ghost is here!

Summer of the ninth year of Tianli.

In the steam room of the Shanghai Jiangnan Silk Factory, Friedrich's fingertips shrank back as soon as he touched the boiler shell. The cast iron surface was so hot that it could fry eggs.

"How much coal is burned every day?" he asked the operator.

The little worker with a coal ash on his face raised three fingers: "A shift change in three hours, each shift consumes 800 kilograms of coal." As he said that, he lifted up his clothes to wipe his sweat, revealing the inscription "Entering the Factory in the Third Year of Tianli" on his waist. "But the newly installed condensation back to the steam pipe in the factory can save 20% of the coal consumption!"

Moore bent down and stared at the faded seal on the gearbox. The words "Maintenance on the 7th day of the 9th year of Tianli" made him frown: "Do you use the Tianli record equipment of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom to maintain it?"

"The Tianli is not better than the foreign Gregorian?" Hu Guangyong, who accompanied him, knocked on the pipe with an ivory handle folding fan. "Last year, the boiler exploded in Suzhou Lunhua Silk Factory, but the foreign manager calculated the wrong calculations of the leap month, one by one, where is the 30th day of the second month of the Gregorian calendar?"

Bai Siwen sneered as he twisted the goat's beard and said, "The Tianli is not very accurate, right?"

"That was the early years, and the current Tianli is already very accurate." Luo Yaoguo did not be angry with this "Runren", but said with a smile, "The current Tianli has been adjusted to 365 days a year, with one Run year every four years, but Run is at the end of the year and not February. In addition, the solar terms of Tianli are fixed, which is most suitable for arranging various farming affairs.

It also includes raising silk."

In the silk-binding workshop, three hundred cars were buzzing like a tide. The female workers wore white cloth gloves and their fingertips were nimble in the nest basin where boiling water gushed. Friedrich noticed that each car was equipped with two side-by-side porcelain grooves, and the silkworm cocoons were alternately drawn between the left and right grooves.

"This is the double-trough wire winder invented by Chen A'e." Hu Guangyong led everyone to the workshop's honor wall, and the gold-plated model was displayed in the glass cover. "Originally, a single-trough wire had to be stopped for seven minutes every time a slot was replaced. Now, the double-trough rotor can save 30% of the working hours."

There were dozens of wooden boxes piled under the wall of honor, and there were red paint seals "ordered by Yu Luo Royal Family" on the lid. Luo Yaoguo opened a box casually and twisted a piece of raw silk to face the sunshine: "Twenty-one cocoon silk can be made into a thread, which can weave silk with a warp and weft density of 400, and then this kind of silk can be mass-produced and exported to Europe in large quantities."

Friedrich took the raw silk and pulled it gently, the thread stretched straight as a bowstring: "This toughness...\n:... Have you improved the cocoon cooking recipe?"

"The time for the silkworm cocoon to boiling water is reduced from three quarters to two and a half minutes." Luo Yaoguo smiled and pointed to the giant copper pot in the corner of the workshop. "The laboratory of Shanghai Chaosi Factory found that adding some material to the boiling water of the silk can soften the serous adhesive and not damage the fibers. This is a secret recipe that was tried with a thousand kilograms of cocoons."

The specific formula is of course confidential...::

Passing through the staff canteen with rice fragrance, everyone came to the staff school made of red bricks. More than thirty female workers were learning arithmetic under the guidance of an old master, all of which were very simple primary school mathematics.

"Most of the workers just want to be blind," Luo Yaoguo smiled, "But sometimes some geniuses are discovered. Chen A'e, who invented the double-trough winder, is. She has excellent mathematics and has entered Jiangnan University with the knowledge she learned from her staff's school. Almost all the researchers in the laboratory of Shanghai Silk Factory are going to the workers' schools first and then to the workers of Jiangnan University."

Moore and Friedrich both nodded gently. It is obvious that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's method of improving the knowledge level of workers through universal education and improving the productivity of workers is very correct!

In contrast, the UK is a bit too ignorant of education...

"But improving the knowledge level of workers does not improve their enthusiasm for labor," Friedrich noted that the workers in the Shanghai Silk Factory all have high enthusiasm for labor. "What can you do to make workers have such high enthusiasm for labor?"

"Employee Stock Ownership." Hu Guangyong, general manager of Shanghai Silk Factory, said with a smile.

"Hold shares?" Friedrich asked, "How to hold it?"

"The dividends are divided according to the service life." Hu Guangyong opened the account book, "The annual salary of an apprentice worker is three cents, the mature worker is five cents, and the technician is one cent...::.\n. A senior technician like Chen A'e received 200 silver dollars in dividends last year."

Bai Siwen suddenly laughed: "Send so much money to the weaver woman, aren't you afraid that they will use the money to redeem themselves as good people?"

"Mr. Bai is kidding. They are not slave workers, so how can they talk about redeem themselves?" Luo Yaoguo opened the back window of the classroom, revealing the new factory building that is being expanded. "Last year, the Suzhou branch recruited workers, and 300 places came to take the exam. Next year, the primary school of the employees' children of the Shanghai Chaosi Factory will be opened. All workers and children can enroll for free. In the future, employees can still get pensions after retirement when they are old!"

Friedrich noticed a chalk word written on a blackboard: Stockholding formula = (basic stock × seniority coefficient) + (innovation stock × profit coefficient)

"Can these stocks be transferred?" Moore inquired again.

"No, nor can they inherit, those stocks belong to the working workers. When they leave, the employee's shareholding association will repurchase shares, and new entrants can receive initial shares for three years." Hu Guangyong's folding fan passed the account book, "In addition, the funds for the pension come from three parts: the employee's shareholding association has not granted dividends from shares, compound interest in the surplus over the years,

There are also subsidies allocated from pre-tax profits of the factory."

Luo Yaoguo smiled and said, "Shanghai Silk Factory is a pilot project, and all Shengku Holdings companies will implement it in the future."

At the end of the visit, Moore suddenly stopped at the factory gate. He saw several farmers carrying silkworm cocoon baskets arguing with the doorman, and the white cocoons in the basket were already yellow.

"These are cocoon dealers from Jiading," Hu Guangyong explained. "The thick silk of handmade nest silk cannot be sold at a price. Last year, I could exchange one tael of silver for each load, but this year I was pressed to seven cents for the factory silk. So I could only sell cocoons. However, cocoons are also good or bad. Some Dasangyuan has adopted new technologies invented by Taiping University in the past two years, and the cocoons they brought out are much better..."

Friedrich picked up a fallen calluse and shattered it with a slight pinch: "How much is the cost of the steam engine's silk less than manual work?"

"Each load of coal is consumed by 400 kilograms per load of the factory wire, and the labor is 30 hours." Hu Guangyong replied, "The same output,

Handmade silk takes 200 working days, not to mention that factory silk can be sold at a higher price.”

Bai Siwen suddenly sneered: "This is silkworm eating people! The UK has set up cotton textile mills and wool textile mills, and I don't know how many small producers have been destroyed. Fortunately, the UK has a small population and so many colonies that can absorb excess labor. China has a population of 40 million...\n.\n.\n.

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On the return carriage, Moore stared at the gas street lights passing through the window and suddenly spoke: "The distribution model of Shanghai Silk Factory is indeed of progressive significance. It may be the best way for the state-owned factory in competition."

"But in the long run, it is hard to say whether Shanghai's Silk Factory can survive the fierce competition," Friedry pointed to the wire factory lined up outside the car window, and the spinning mill said. "Shanghai's Silk Factory is not comparable to Xuzhou Steel Factory and Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau and Pharmaceutical Bureau. As long as there is a few thousand pounds of capital, it can be done... and the fierce competition will make factory owners try their best to reduce costs. In the end, Shanghai's Silk Factory will fall in the competition!"

The carriage fell silent. The sound of the evening class bell from the workers' school was vaguely heard from the whistle of the silk factory in the distance.

The workers who worked for a day rushed out of the factory gate in groups. All the stores outside the factory gate were prosperous and they were full of vitality.::::

West Coast, San Francisco Bay.

In the busy port in the past, there are only a few half-unloaded cargo ships left. They are lying on the anchorage like stranded whales. One by one, the strike has lasted for the seventh day, and the San Francisco port seems to be dead.

Hong Renzheng stood on the second floor of Zhenyou Bank and looked through the monoculars: On the dock, a picket team mixed with Chinese workers and Irish workers were distributing corn cakes. Behind them, the wheat ear shovel flag and the Irish harp flag were inserted side by side on the abandoned winch, and were ripped by the sea breeze.

"Bissary," Huang Shiren approached with the account book, "Sacramento flour rose to twelve dollars per barrel, and cotton cloth was one dollar and twenty cents per yard..."

"It's not enough!" Hong Renzheng's telescope turned to the Kinmen Strait, where a merchant ship with a rice-shaped flag was turning around. "Tell Stanford that mining tools will be cut off tomorrow! Let the gold diggers who do not want to participate in the strike stop!"

Lei Laohu suddenly pushed the door and clasped his fists at Hong Renzheng: "Bissar, are you looking for me?"

Hong Renzheng raised his hand and pointed to the red flag outside the window, "Tiger, what's going on?" He took out another "Declaration" and waved it.

"Don't worry, bishop, Chinese workers will never be able to jump out of our palms!" Lei Laohu smiled, "We have not only the union, but also the farmers' association...:::. The supply of the entire West Coast is in our hands! Without the rice and eggs distributed by the church in the real-time church, they will have to be cut off.

Hong Renzheng's telescope suddenly turned toward the city. In the direction of Chinatown, a huge parade was approaching the city hall with torches and red flags...

"Tell Hong Renke," Hong Renzhen suddenly said, "All farms must be more vigilant... The farm workers must keep the guns away, and all valuable things must be collected into the fortress!"

Sacramento, Crocker Bank Building Rooftop.

Xianfeng (Zhao Si) held a silver-plated telescope, and the mirror reflected the wonder of the state parliament square: Three thousand white miners waved iron pickaxes, with red cloth strips tied to the pickaxes, confronting the state militia holding the star-striped banner. Their placards said, "Chinese workers grab jobs, the governor is a bastard, they all get out of here." The "Declaration" is printed

The flyer was flying in the wind, "It's wonderful!" Su Shun grabbed the flyer and scattered it into the air, "Anti-Chinese parade spreads the revolutionary flyer, Weiler, this idiot, is afraid that he will pee his pants!"

Zeng Jia Linshu suddenly pointed to the corner of the street: "Look at that grocery store!"

Through the telescope, Xianfeng saw a Jewish shopkeeper with a mustache reinforcement of the window with iron bars. A new price list was posted on the glass: the price of ham is five dollars per pound, and it was crossed off by a red pen to change it to seven dollars. There was a blackboard hanging below, and the chalk words scribbled "Eggs will arrive tomorrow, purchase two pieces are limited to purchase, one dollar."

"boom!"

A sudden explosion came from the Parliament Square. Three drunken men pushed down the kerosene lamp and lit the California Workers' newspaper piled up in the middle of the street. In the flames, several Irish young men jumped onto the mailbox and shouted in Irish: "California workers want bread and gunpowder!"

Xianfeng suddenly put away his telescope: "It's time to go out of the cavalry team of militias in one state."
Chapter completed!