Water Margin farming to become powerful

Chapter 135 Sun Family Village Establishes Industrial Port
Sun Xin himself tested the effect of this spinning machine and was sure that it could work smoothly, but Mrs. Lezhang, who was using it for the first time, was really a little flustered.

In the past, spinning with a small spinning wheel only needed to control one spindle, but now more than 30 spindles are spinning on one spinning machine at the same time. The sand ingots on it have all broken their heads, and they can't be connected even if they want to.

Sun Xin hurriedly told Xie Zhen to stop the machine, and took a look at the imitation of some hemp yarn on the spindle. Obviously, the efficiency was there, but it took a lot of thinking to catch up with the speed of the machine.

No way, he had never worked in a textile factory in his previous life, and he only had a rough understanding of the principle. The spinning machine in front of him must be very simple. He remembered that even in the age without electronic machines, a female worker looked at Hundreds of spindles are also normal. Sun Xin doesn't know how to do it, but there must be a corresponding method.

He could only ask Mrs. Le Zhang who was still dazed by the speed of the machine: "Can one person manage such a fast spinning machine?"

Sun Xin originally thought that she would say that she couldn't do it, but she didn't expect Le Zhang to think about it, then raised her head firmly and nodded her head and said: "It can be done, but you need some handy tools, otherwise the joints will be too big when the hemp yarn breaks." It’s too slow, and the machine is running so fast, we need to find a way to splice in advance before the cotton yarn breaks.”

Sun Xin was also happy to see that Mrs. Le Zhang said so confidently. It is impossible for him to solve all problems. If Mrs. Le Zhang can really solve that problem, the previous spinning mill would have no technical backbone.

Wen Yiwan said that she should stop thinking about it at the spinning machine, so Wen Yi left Sun Xin to accompany you and start the machine for you.

Taking Zou Run and Xie Zhen back to work outside the field for an afternoon, Sun Jiazhuang and Sun Xin ran over happily as soon as they sat down for a lunch break.

"You have found a way, and now you can't see a machine by yourself."

Xie Bao went to the front of the machine to check the quality of the imitated yarn, and then smiled at Wen Yiwan to sister-in-law, how about being the leader of your spinning factory now?

Wen Yi was the last one, and followed Sun Jiazhuang to the outside of the factory as soon as nothing happened.

Sun Xin also nodded and said, "Sister-in-law is really good. After studying for an afternoon, she can show a machine."

In late spring, the sun was still bright and low at noon, but a cloud drifted across the sky, and it began to rain in the middle of the morning.

"It's broken if it's so slow?" Wen Yi was really not surprised, and looked at Sun Xin.

The cotton yarn mixed with straw cotton and hemp fiber that Jiebao can provide is not bad spinning, but Sunjiazhuang has not been very familiar with the operation before practicing all afternoon, and often rescues it in time when the thread is about to break. A basket of hemp yarn The increase is at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the eyes are dazzled just by looking at the operation of Sunjiazhuang.

At that time, I was afraid that Xie Bao would let you work outside the factory, even if Wen Yi told you that you could only have one day off every other day and let you go back to Sunjiazhuang once.

That day, Xie Bao organized Le Zhang's stewards to hold a banquet together.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the heads of the village looked at the drizzle with smiles on their faces.

A few baskets of hemp yarn to be spun have not been broken under this workstation. After sitting in the spinning machine, Sun Jiazhuang connected all the joints to the eighty or so sand ingots in a strange way. Sun Xin went down and turned on the machine, and spun The machine rotates slowly.

Zou Yuan, we were originally sitting at the table of the Supervisory Committee, but before we finished drinking, we naturally ran around all over the place.

A few days ago, under Wenyi's Zhuangzi, a new department was established: Textile Industry Port.

I secretly feel that it really has to be a man to handle the bad work. Many women in those days couldn't move so slowly and flustered. At least I must change myself to sit in the current position of Sunjiazhuang. Like Zhang Fei embroidering, if he has no strength, he knows where to use it.

The sky suddenly turned white, and then there was the sound of rain hitting the leaves, and when it turned on again, everything in the world was shrouded in a mist.

I suddenly raised my cup and said to Lehe: "Brother Lehe, his sister-in-law came to work in our Wenyiwan a few days ago. Does that mean that they want their husband and wife to live apart? How can that be bad?"

It's just that Sunjiazhuang used up two catties of hemp yarn in just one stick of incense. Seeing that I was fine, Xie Bao nodded and told Sun Xin to stop the machine.

Sun Jiazhuang was also full of joy. In an afternoon, you solved the technical problem of how to slowly add hemp yarn to the spinning machine. In the process, you and Wen Yi found Tang Long's blacksmith's shop and made some used ones. big tool.

Wen Yiwan never went out to work in his life, and at home he was always in an atmosphere where women were weak and men were strong. Before he solved the problem by himself for the first time, he felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never experienced before.

Xie Bao saw that Sun Jiazhuang was busy but calmly observing the situation of each spindle, and when the time came, he would replace the yarn that was about to break in time.

Lehe beside you is also drinking, Xie Bao thought to himself that that person is also a talent, there are not many reckless men in Liangshan, which is of no use to me, but someone like Lehe is definitely a capable person, a harmonious one A bad hand, Le Zhang is in need of a little housekeeper.

At that time, the earliest textile industry was just a group composed of more than a dozen male workers selected by Sunjiazhuang and a few farmers who planted jute. Even fewer people.

All the people from the newly established textile industry came, and Xie Bao specially opened a table for us.

The rain in spring is also so violent, the drizzle is like ox hair and the most moist. The cattle in the village love rain, and they are willing to go back to the shed after eating the grass. The bamboo hats and coir raincoats were sent to the field; several old people sat on the eaves watching the fire in the stove, saw the rain dripping from the eaves of the thatched roof, so tremblingly climbed under the chairs, trying to fix the leaking water in the thatched roof. The place was blocked to prevent the firewood from getting wet--that was actually bad news, because the farmer of Wenyiwan could not afford to support the old man who was out of production.

At that time, the special people used the big spinning wheel to spin two or eight catties of flax thread a day, but the output of their own spinning wheel should be able to reach a hundred catties a day.

Xie Bao looked at the table of his current industrial talents, Tao Zongwang, Tang Long, and Sunjiazhuang who was serving food for the children before sitting at the table. As a housewife, it was the first time in your life that you were insulted like that. I couldn't help but smile.

At this time, no one realizes how small an organization that is independent of the Supervisory Council will become in the future.

Sun Jiazhuang said with joy on his face: "The machine spinning yarn is really slow. A pound of hemp yarn can be spun out in a blink of an eye. If you keep it outside your home, you will have to spin this yarn all afternoon."

(End of this chapter)