Lowering his head, he saw that the young man was wearing a pair of extraordinarily large breeches.
The young man sniffled. In his oily hand, there was actually a lump of dirty booger. He rubbed it against the large breeches with familiarity. Zhang Feng was so disgusted that he almost threw up his dinner from last night.
He let out a long sigh and looked at the other people who had caught up. They were the newly recruited workers, and their situation did not seem to be much better than the young man's.
Zhang Feng turned around and looked at Zhang Shan. "Pass down the order. Make a new set of clothes for every worker. Hurry … "
Zhang Shan hesitated for a moment, but swallowed the words he wanted to say and nodded. In his opinion, Zhang Feng was too benevolent, too benevolent. This was not a good thing for such a big family, but after all, this was Zhang Feng's own family matter. It was not good for him to interfere.
It was also not good for him to say anything. At this moment, the young man heard that he had new clothes to wear. I finally have my own clothes. In this era, he did not have any concept of new clothes. That thing seemed to only appear when his mother saw him getting married. To most people, clothes did not exist. He resisted the urge to make a sound.
Zhang Feng could not bear to see such a poor person crying. He could not help but have the urge to curse. Zhang Feng turned around and walked away, hypnotizing himself as he walked.
Lao Tzu was here to do business and earn money, not to do good deeds.
After he finished speaking, he led the two girls away. The young man was stunned, lying on the ground like a dog. He only reacted when Zhang Feng was a distance away. Suddenly, tears burst out from his red and swollen eyes. Then, he quickly kowtowed and shouted, "Thank you for the clothes, thank you for the clothes, I will be a cow or a horse for the rest of my life."
His head hit the cold rock on the ground. Red blood splattered, dyeing the sparkling marble red. Zhang Feng could vaguely hear the young man's words. His heart twitched, and he did not know what to say.
After a long time, he whispered, "When will this group of people who want to cheat for food and drink disappear?"
Although he was cursing, he did not know that a warm current had formed in the depths of his heart. Lao Tzu was going to fall!
"| …"
Zhang Feng returned to his residence and met up with Zhang Shan and the others. They chatted for a while, and there was even some unpleasantness because of this ordinary matter. According to Zhang Feng, he wanted Zhang Feng to find an old butler himself.
Having an old man at home was like having a treasure. Zhang Feng recommended several candidates, but Zhang Shan rejected them all. Under Zhang San's inquiry, Zhang Feng said that he wanted to have the old village chief take over the house, but was strongly opposed by Zhang Shan.
He was not related to them by blood. If such a huge family property was handed over to him, who would dare to be at ease?
In the end, they were in a deadlock and the matter was left unsettled.
Zhang Feng was too lazy to care about these trivial matters. After giving full authority to Zhang Shan, he left the mansion and walked up the mountain.
This time, Zhang Feng bought some rare materials when he went down the mountain, especially those rare ores. At this time, he had to ask for them to prepare for the operation, such as the rubber infusion tube, the glass infusion bottle, and so on. These things were indispensable. It was impossible to use fish intestines and other things all the time, right?
This thing was really too unsightly, and who knew how many germs it carried?
The most important thing was still the needle. He found some strange things in the treasure room at home, and then walked around the streets. After that, Zhang Feng hired a carriage and quickly went up the mountain. At this time, the smelting factory had already entered into a regular operation. Basically, it could produce about 300 jin of steel every day.
However, this was under the condition that there was not enough coal. If there was enough coal, it should not be a problem to produce 500 jin a day.
By the time Zhang Feng arrived, the sky had already darkened. Everyone was extinguishing their fires and preparing to rest. Arjinnon strolled leisurely to the entrance of the workshop. As he looked at the sky, he saw a lantern slowly approaching. Just as he was wondering who it was, Zhang Feng coughed. Arjinnon was shocked and hurried to greet him. "Mr. Dean, why are you here at this time? “
Zhang Feng did not say anything and asked, "Is Mokeado in?"
"Yes."
"Well, ask him to come out. I have something to discuss with the two of you. Let's go to my cabin."
While talking, Zhang Feng left with the lantern. When Zhang Feng returned to the cabin, before the lantern was lit, he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw two dusty barbarians standing at the door. They were Arjinnon and Mokeado, who had just finished work. After witnessing Zhang Feng and Arjinnon enter the cabin, Arjinnon poured out some of the things he bought from the cowhide bag on the table and said, "I need something good now, but I don't know if the two of you can make it."
When the two heard this, they were really not sure about this thing.
They quickly asked, "Are you talking about the embroidery needle? Or something else? "
Zhang Feng nodded, "Yes, it is similar to the embroidery needle, but there must be a hole in the middle where water can drip out. Can you make it?"
"…"
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