Sun Xian did what he said, but on the third day he sent someone to inform Han Du that the pedal sewing machine was ready.
Han Du couldn't even wait for his meal. He immediately put down his bowls and chopsticks and asked Zhao Wenqing to prepare his horse and go to the machine workshop.
Arriving at the workshop, Sun Xian greeted him with a smile on his face.
Before he could speak, Han Du asked directly: "The pedal sewing machine is ready? Where is it?"
Sun Xian was stunned. He didn't expect that his husband would be so impatient. He quickly extended his hand to lead the way, "This way, sir, please."
Following Sun Xian to a room, without Sun Xian's introduction, Han Du was sure that this was the pedal sewing machine he needed the first time he saw the thing.
"It's really happened? It's only been three days, you're really good." Han Du gave Sun Xian a thumbs up with satisfaction.
Of course Sun Xian knew that his husband was praising him, but an awkward smile appeared on his face: "Well, the thing has been made, but whether it is successful or not... the students don't know."
"What do you mean?" Han Du suddenly turned cold, glanced at the pedal sewing machine, and then looked at Sun Xian: "You mean, this thing can't be moved?"
If a pedal sewing machine cannot move, isn’t it useless? No wonder Han Du became nervous.
"You can move." Sun Xian nodded fiercely to dispel Han Du's concerns.
Then he said hesitantly: "Yes, but I don't know how to use it..."
It turned out that Sun Xian just didn't know how to use it, and it wasn't a problem with the pedal sewing machine, so Han Du felt relieved.
"Can you use it, sir?"
Sun Xian suddenly asked Han Du this question, and Han Du was stunned.
Then he shook his head vigorously: "Neither can I."
The skill of tailoring belongs to female celebrities. Whether in the past life or in this life, Han Du has never learned the skill of tailoring.
"What? Do you think I can?" Seeing Sun Xian looking at him longingly, Han Du asked back.
Don't tell me, when Sun Xian heard what his husband said, he really thought he could. Now being blocked by Han Du, he suddenly laughed awkwardly and asked hesitantly: "What should we do now?"
what to do? Of course I need to find a tailor to try it out!
Tailors are easy to find, just spend some money to pick one up on the street.
But the tailor had never seen a foot-operated sewing machine. When he sat on it, his whole body squirmed, not to mention that he had to pay attention to the movements of his hands while stepping on the pedal.
After trying several times, it didn't work. The tailor didn't dare to get angry. He could only look at Han Du aggrievedly, "Master, I... I have spent my whole life's skills on these hands. These feet are indeed... You don’t obey orders~”
Han Du glared at him dissatisfied, "Trash!"
"Yes, yes, little waste, little waste..." The tailor didn't care about being scolded by the Duke of Zhenguo, as long as it didn't embarrass him. He didn't care if he was scolded, and he could even brag about it to his old friends without changing his expression. After all, how many people would have the chance to be scolded by the Duke of Zhen?
Seeing that the tailor's hands and feet were completely uncoordinated, Han Du knew that it would be useless to force him.
He changed his words: "You know how to cut cloth, right?"
"Yes! Don't worry, sir, the little one is eating this bowl of rice. I guarantee there will be no problem." The tailor quickly bowed with joy.
After saying that, he immediately picked up the scissors and cut out a piece of cloth with a few swipes.
"Master, look at this." The tailor asked Han Du holding the cloth.
Han Du lifted his robe and sat down in front of the pedal sewing machine. Rethread the bobbin and pull the thread through the needle eye.
"Give me the cloth." Han Du waved to the tailor.
The tailor quickly handed the cut cloth to Han Du.
Han Du overlapped the two pieces of cloth, looked at the tailor and asked, "Just sew them together along the edges?"
"Exactly, exactly..." The tailor nodded repeatedly, but he didn't know how this machine could sew the cloth.
Han Du pressed the two overlapping pieces of cloth under the crochet hook, and then stepped on the pedal.
The crochet hook immediately begins to move up and down, and swings back and forth a little.
The dull sound of bang bang bang kept coming. Han Du pressed the cloth with both hands and began to move along the edge. In just a moment, a section of about one meter was sewn out.
Han Du stopped, took out the cloth, took a look at it, frowned and said to himself: "The sewing is too dense, it must be because the speed is too slow."
Then he threw the cloth to the tailor and said, "Take a good look at the difference from what you sewed stitch by stitch."
The moment the tailor started moving the sewing machine, his eyes never left Han Du's hands. But after all, he didn't understand the principle, so he didn't know whether this would work.
Now holding the cloth and just looking at it, he was suddenly shocked.
I saw that the densely packed stitches were not only fine, but also even. Even if you pull hard, you won't be able to pull it even an inch, and the stitches are tight.
"Okay! Great!" The tailor was more excited than anyone else, because only he who has been in this business for a lifetime can understand more clearly what this means.
"The stitches are so dense and the speed is so fast. This... this is really..." The tailor obviously wanted to express something, but with his little-experienced mind, he was at a loss for words. !
Sun Xian laughed immediately, smiled at Han Du and said, "Sir, it seems we are done."
Han Du nodded with a smile and said: "According to this standard, we will fully produce pedal sewing machines from now on."
"Yes." Sun Xian perked up, his whole body tense and erect.
Mechanical workshops originally relied on steam engines and spinning machines to make profits, but after all, few people could buy steam engines. The spinning machine had a simple structure and was quickly copied.
As a result, the workshop's profits continue to decline.
Although he made a fortune later by manufacturing locomotives, fewer of them were built, only a dozen or so, and all of them were used by Handu on the railway tracks from Beijing to Shanghai County.
Anyway, so far, no one wants to build other rail lines, so naturally no one will buy locomotives.
It's better now. With the pedal sewing machine, the workshop has another way to make money. It can also make Sun Xian and others feel better when they receive their monthly salary.
Otherwise, he would feel a little guilty because he had never been able to make money for the workshop, while he and his disciples were receiving high monthly salaries.
After the explanation, Han Du saw the still excited tailor, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, joking: "Why are you excited? You don't know how to use it. I advise you to learn it quickly, otherwise you will eat it for the rest of your life. I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat this bowl of rice.”
The tailor's face fell, and then he came to his senses. This pedal sewing machine sews clothes so fast. In the time it takes him to make one piece of clothing, this thing can make ten or even dozens of pieces.
If he can't learn to use this pedal sewing machine, how can he do business in the future?
...
The tailor returned home in despair. When his old wife saw his appearance, she immediately asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you, Master?"
The tailor came back to his senses after being asked this question. He suddenly looked sad and took his old wife's arm and said: "There is no way to survive. Our family will have no way to survive..."
The old wife's heart suddenly tightened. There was no way to survive. Will the whole family be starved to death?
"What...what's going on? What happened?"
As the tailor slowly told the story, the old wife's nervous expression gradually relaxed. After the tailor finished speaking, the old wife suddenly said loudly: "Master, since you already know this, this pedal sewing machine is so powerful, then why? Can't you learn to use it? Obviously no one knows about this now. If the master can learn how to use it in advance, wouldn't he be able to take advantage of it in the future? This is a great thing!"
The tailor looked at his old wife and said hesitantly, "But I can't learn..."
The old wife was more active than the tailor. She immediately stood up and said, "But the master has already seen that thing. If we can't learn it once, let's learn it twice. It's something that a noble man like the Duke of Zhen can master. Is it possible that the master has been doing a lifetime of work?" Still can’t learn it?”
The tailor was speechless. Yes, this was his life dependence. How could he just give up?
"But...we can't learn it even if we want to. We don't have that thing." The tailor pointed to the pedal sewing machine.
The old wife disagreed, "You've seen that thing before, right? Let's make something that is somewhat interesting. You just need to practice it anyway, right?"
The two of them couldn't sleep, so they immediately called their children and built a simple pedal sewing machine based on the tailor's memories. This pedal sewing machine is so simple that it only has a wooden board and a pedal, but fortunately, at least the pedal is movable.
There is no airtight wall in the world.
Ever since the pedal sewing machine was invented, a rumor began to circulate in the market. Especially those who opened tailor shops in the capital were particularly concerned about this news.
At first, these people didn't care because they thought the rumors were false. Isn’t that piece of clothing in this world made up of stitches? Where can I find something that can instantly increase efficiency dozens of times?
A good tailor can sew neat stitches after a long period of time? How is it possible that just any person can do a better job than an old tailor?
But as time went by, the rumors became more and more detailed, and even the ones with noses and eyes seemed like he saw them in person.
"Let me tell you, this pedal sewing machine was made by Master Sun Xiansun under the guidance of Lord Zhen Guo."
"Have you heard of Master Sun's name?"
In the wine shop, a man with open clothes was bragging loudly. While others were listening in rapt attention, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip of light wine.
"I've heard of it, I've heard of it..." Everyone agreed.
Sun Xian's reputation may not be apparent in the court, but he is a household name among the people. Sun Xian's family background was not good, and he did not enter the court as an official after passing the Jinshi examination.
But he built a steam engine and directly received a reward of 100,000 yuan. Although he distributed all the money equally to everyone who participated, the money he received was enough for him to buy a five-in house in the capital.
What's more, after coming to the machinery workshop, the monthly salary was enough to make the classmates who were officials jealous.
These are the things that people like to talk about the most. Every time they look at their son, they can't help but compare him with Sun Xian and beat him up if they don't like him.
