Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 375 Hot Garment Factory
Looking at it from the perspective of later generations, He Ping naturally didn't think there was much difference between Yangzhou and the capital, but for Mao Chunhua, who was in contact with the capital and Yangzhou for the first time, the difference in temperament between the two was very obvious.

"Where are we going?" Mao Chunhua asked.

"Didn't I tell you that Brother Zhaokun and I set up a garment factory here? Let's go and have a look first, and then go to Nanshan after a few days in Yangzhou."

I haven't been here for half a year, and I don't know how the garment factory and laying hen breeding base are doing.

Although Han Zhaokun and Hong Qi were in charge, and they would call him to report the situation from time to time, but they never saw it with their own eyes.

When seeing Han Zhaokun again, He Ping was a little surprised by Han Zhaokun's change.

"Second brother, I said, have you taken fat-promoting drugs recently?"

"Can I compare with you, the hands-free shopkeeper? I'm not working for you. I wake up at midnight every day, and I can't even eat when I'm full. Can I not get fat if I eat too much?"

"Look at what you said, aren't you also the boss?"

Han Zhaokun is visibly fatter than when he was in Hantun for two months, and even fatter than when he came last year.

"Your weight is not important, look at my brother's outfit."

Han Zhaokun and He Ping showed off.

From He Ping's point of view, Han Zhaokun's suit is of course not good, especially with a bright red tie.

But from the perspective of this era, Han Zhaokun's clothes are still very eye-catching, the key is the brand.

Han Zhaokun lifted his collar to show He Ping, "Take a look, it's a famous brand, it's from abroad."

"Okay, don't show off, it's up to you." He Ping hit.

"Hey, I'm here to talk about business. People rely on clothes and gold clothes. Don't you know that if you wear this suit and go out to talk about things, the success rate is high."

He Ping is too lazy to care about Han Zhaokun's business talks, he is more concerned with the development of garment factories.

"Come on, I'll take the two of you to the place where you live first, and then I'll catch the wind for you."

"Waiting for the evening, take me to the garment factory after you put away your luggage. Don't you say it's developing fast now? Let me see what's going on."

"Don't worry, I will never let you down."

Han Zhaokun took He Ping and the others to the guest house opposite the No. [-] textile factory. After putting down his luggage, he planned to take He Ping to visit the garment factory.

"Will Chunhua go with you? If you are tired, you can rest in the room for a while." Han Zhaokun asked.

He Ping looked at Mao Chunhua and asked for her opinion.

Mao Chunhua was curious about what the garment factory He Ping was talking about looked like, "I'm not tired, let's take a look with you."

"Then let's go."

The garment factory is not far from here. It takes about 10 minutes to walk, and it is still the row of familiar houses.

"In order to expand the scale, I also rented out the house next to it. These houses in this area are all our sites." Han Zhaokun introduced.

He led He Ping to a residential house. The original furniture in the room had been emptied out long ago, and turned into sewing machines lined up in a line. Every house was like this. Fifty or sixty sewing machines were purchased.

The fabric doesn't even have a place to pile up, it just sits in the corner.The processed clothes are piled up into mountains.

"Hey, it's done too fast, I haven't had time to tidy up my clothes."

Han Zhaokun kicked the pile of clothes and said.

"How many people and machines do we have now?"

"So far, we have 180 sewing machines and 243 workers."

He Ping was curious, "Cutters and handymen don't need so many people, do they?"

Han Zhaokun explained: "Now our clothes are in short supply, and we have to work overtime at night. We don't take off work, and many people work overtime at night."

He Ping took a deep look at Han Zhaokun, a child can be taught, and after only half a year, he is well versed in capitalist routines.

Seeing that He Ping looked at him wrongly, Han Zhaokun said aggrievedly, "This matter has nothing to do with me, it's because they wanted to work overtime on their own initiative."

He approached He Ping and whispered: "Among us workers, those who are skilled can earn 40 to [-] yuan a day. They can work as much as they work in the factory for a month. Can they not be active? Some people work continuously They are not going to work anymore, so they come to work with us.”

"Really? You don't even want your job?" He Ping asked in surprise.

"Haven't you seen it? You've already said that you've got a permanent job. What's the point of being absent from work for a few days? You won't be fired."

He Ping entered into a misunderstanding of thinking, forgetting that the work units in this era are all real iron rice bowls.Don’t say that you are absent from work, even if you have a fight with the factory manager, the unit will not fire you. Many people have never even heard of the word dismissal.

He Ping carefully observed the performance of these female workers. They were indeed working very hard. Han Zhaokun brought people in for a visit, and did not distract their attention at all.

In early July, the daytime temperature in Yangzhou was over 30 degrees. The not-so-spacious dwellings were not only filled with machines, but also dozens of people. There were piles of fabrics and clothes, and the air was stuffy and turbid.

He Ping felt suffocated after staying in the room for a while, but the female workers could work here for a whole day.

"It's too hot in this room, why don't we get some fans?" He Ping asked.

Han Zhaokun smiled embarrassedly and said, "Aren't I thinking about saving some money? It costs a lot of money to buy a fan, and so does the electricity bill, which is quite expensive."

He Ping scolded with a smile: "What a big business you've done, what's the difference between three melons and two dates?"

Han Zhaokun didn't change his mind, "They are all here to work, not to enjoy themselves. Have you ever heard of any factory that distributes electric fans to workers?"

He Ping glared at him, "If you want the horse to run, why don't you give the horse more grass?"

Han Zhaokun was still a little hesitant, buying a fan for such a big place was not a small sum of money.

"Look at how you search! How about it, the money comes from my dividend."

"Look at what you said, isn't this slapping your second brother in the face? All right, all right, I'll go buy fans later, and match them with each house."

Only then was He Ping satisfied: "That's about the same. If you're doing big business, you have to look like you're doing big business. Don't search for it."

Han Zhaokun's heartache was written all over his face, "Got it."

"How about our production and sales?" He Ping asked.

"We still mainly focus on summer clothes, and our output is relatively high, and we can maintain more than [-] pieces every day. The markets in several surrounding provinces have already been opened by us, and the clothes we make every day will be sold out within the third day." It will be wholesaled by brothers to street stalls and shops in other provinces."

When it comes to making money, Han Zhaokun began to beam with joy, "He Ping, you don't know, we are really going to get rich this year. Let alone the two of us, just the little brothers under our hands are shaking one by one Now, from the beginning of the year to now, which one of them hasn't earned tens of thousands of dollars?"

(End of this chapter)