Chapter 165 Jurong Weaving Courtyard

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Jurong County Government.

Luo Shao, the householder, felt no pressure at all as he watched the money and grain being moved out continuously. The 20,000 guan of food and grain came into his account, which filled the county treasury as never before. With this money as a foundation, spending several thousand guan of money and grain was nothing.

However, Luo Shao was still a little frightened.

Since the beginning of October, the county magistrate has recruited a group of craftsmen to build bunk beds, stirrups, slingshots, spinning wheels, looms and other items day and night. He even spent money and food to purchase cotton and textile related items directly from people's homes.

In just ten days, the Jurong Weaving Compound has begun to take shape. Private cotton has begun to be purchased in large quantities. The plan to recruit 1,000 people has also reached more than 700 people, and cotton textile manufacturing has begun to operate.

Jurong Weaving Courtyard.

Gu Zhengchen directed the people behind him: "Cut down the threshold and transform it into a ramp. All the shabby cobblestone roads will be paved with bluestone slabs. From now on, push the cart straight and don't have a group of people walking around carrying supplies. And that A long corridor, very winding, was torn down and straightened, and all the steps were changed into gentle slopes!"

"That's a residential area. There aren't enough clothes drying racks, so we drove stakes, pulled ropes, planted cacti on the walls, dug traps at the base of the walls, and arranged clamps! Lin Si, I'll leave it to you to arrange the place, so you can deal with the beasts in the mountains. How to arrange it! As for the watermen here, five are not enough, add ten more, and we can’t be careless about fire prevention!"

"This is a warehouse. All the roofs have been inspected. There must be no leaks! The feet of the shelves are not high enough and must be at least three inches above the ground. Once there is water in the house, the goods must not be damaged. The windows here have been changed to bolts to prevent wind and rain from blowing. open……"

When Gu Zhengchen saw something he was dissatisfied with, he raised it. Lin Shan, the scribe behind him, recorded it one by one, and everyone agreed one after another.

Sun Niang and Mrs. Wu looked at the serious Gu Zhengchen and looked at each other, full of relief.

Gu Zhengchen ordered Sun Niang and Mrs. Wu to summon all the women in the compound to speak in the open space in the backyard.

This was originally a garden of the Guo family, but the flowers were gone and a few ugly stones were sold by Gu Zhengchen, leaving only this empty space.

After everyone arrived, Gu Zhengchen climbed up to a high platform, looked at a group of women, and shouted solemnly: "This is the Jurong Weaving Courtyard. I am Gu Zhengchen, the magistrate of Jurong. I won't say any polite words. The county clerk will draw up the standards for working hours, amount of work, distribution of money and food, and the more rewards for more work, and post them at the entrances everywhere. If you are not literate, you can find a literate person, an elder, or a gentleman to read them. "

"I will only talk about three things today. The first thing is that if Jurong wants to do a good job in cotton textiles and beat Songjiang Prefecture, the only way is to improve production efficiency. Anything that affects the progress of the work will be cut and changed. Just change it, open up all links, and connect them closely to save time as much as possible.”

"Anyone of you, and I mean anyone, can make suggestions if you think there are areas that need to be improved to make work more convenient and faster. As long as the suggestions are adopted and proven to be truly effective, the county government will consider the effect of the suggestions and give Rewards, the minimum reward is one pound of money, the maximum reward is ten dollars!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly became excited.

Ten guan of money is a huge amount of money for an ordinary family, enough to feed a family of five for two years!

Many people have worked hard all their lives and have no more than ten thousand dollars in savings.

With this money, life will be much easier in the next two years.

Gu Zhengchen raised his hand, stopped the noise, and continued: "You know the name of Huang Daopo better than I do. It is because of this person that Songjiang Prefecture has been able to develop rapidly. Until now, it has become a famous Ming Dynasty. A famous cotton spinning center! However, I believe that although Songjiang Prefecture’s cotton textile industry is strong, it is too scattered, and the technology is still that of Huang Daopo’s period, with little improvement.”

"Today, the Weaving Courtyard has completed the improvement of new mixers and new slingshots. Some of you have already used them. The work speed is obviously better than in the past. This all shows that there is no end to the improvement of craft utensils!"

"You are all experts in cotton spinning. If any of you, like Huang Daopo, improves a certain process, such as transforming a three-spindle pedal cotton spinning wheel into a four-spindle pedal cotton spinning wheel or even a five-spindle pedal cotton spinning wheel, Or if you are faster and better in weaving, the county government will reward you with 20 to 100 guan of money depending on the improvement effect!"

Everyone was in an uproar again.

Gu Zhengchen took the gong handed over by the clerk, banged it twice, and said sternly: "I tell you, I will never be stingy with rewards for anyone who improves the cotton textile process and process! As for the third thing , it is a safety issue. In the weaving compound, except for the kitchen and living quarters, no open fire is allowed, and no fire is allowed with you! Anyone who violates this will be asked to leave the weaving compound directly. No tolerance will be tolerated, and there will be no second chance! "

After finishing speaking, Gu Zhengchen left the weaving compound without stopping. The subsequent transformation and optimization can be left to Sun Niang, Wu and others to keep an eye on. As for whether these people will actually tinker with something, That depends on their experience and wisdom.

Although the improvement of ancient craftsmanship is very slow, the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated. They just lacked incentives and motivation to improve. They were accustomed to following the steps and being conservative, and rarely changed.

Now, Gu Zhengchen gave them a push to improve and innovate, and then quietly waited for the flowers to bloom.

Outside the county government office.

Gu Zhengchen looked towards the direction of the bridge and saw Guo Xu from the County Academy standing at the end of the bridge looking at him, as if hesitating whether to step forward. Gu Zhengchen thought for a while and looked to Zhang Pei aside: "Invite him to the second hall. "

Zhang Pei agreed.

Seeing Gu Zhengchen's return, Zhao Qian from the Chengfa House hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, there are documents from the imperial court. In addition, someone also sent a letter."

Gu Zhengchen took the document bag, pinched it, and found that there seemed to be more than one copy inside. With a smile on his lips, he took the letter. When he saw the words "My son Zhengchen personally writes" on the envelope, he was immediately startled and asked quickly: "Where's the messenger?"

Zhao Qian said with a smile: "The person who sent the letter claimed to be the county magistrate's friend in Jinling. His surname is Hu. I asked him to come into the hall to rest for a while. Letters from home are rare."

Gu Zhengchen nodded solemnly and hurriedly walked to the foyer. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Hu Dashan. He walked forward quickly, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Hu, it's been a long time!"

Hu Dashan quickly saluted: "The common people have seen Gu Zhixian."

Gu Zhengchen stepped forward to help Hu Dashan: "There is no need for these red tapes between you and me. We say goodbye to Jinling and miss you very much. Looking at Brother Hu's expression, it seems that the journey north went smoothly."

Hu Dashan laughed heartily: "No matter how smooth it goes, it can't compare to Gu Zhixian. Less than two months after taking office, the reputation of Zhihu Zhixian has spread throughout Jinling, and everyone knows how powerful it is!"

Gu Zhengchen smiled bitterly.

Although the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them, but if you don't show your wisdom and ability when doing things under Lao Zhu's hands, even a sapling will not survive when the wind comes.

With Lao Zhu's approval, even if he goes a little too far, at least his head will not be chopped off, such as Jie Jin who made several nitpicks. However, Mr. Jie was only four years old at this time and could not fully recognize the characters...

"Is this family letter written from Jinling or Teng County?"

Gu Zhengchen exchanged a few pleasantries and asked quickly.

Hu Dashan stopped his smile and said seriously: "Jinling!"

Gu Zhengchen's eyes lit up, his mother and sister were finally here!

A hundred miles away is not that far.

After the winter government office is sealed, he does not need to return to Teng County, but goes directly to Jinling, or takes his mother and sister to Jurong to reunite.

Relatives are so important.

If possible, Gu Zhengchen is willing to keep them by his side. Always and forever.