Division of labor? Standardized process?
The two terms mentioned by Lin En made Raphael and others frown. They could barely understand what the other party wanted to express, but they couldn't figure out why this allowed three people to make a musket within a month.
Without magic, just polishing and making the gun stock and barrel would take more than this amount of time.
"Lydia, if I asked you to teach an ordinary craftsman all the techniques for making muskets, how long would it take?" Linn asked.
"Maybe seven or eight days? No, it will take at least half a month!" Lydia said hesitantly. If you want to teach the other party, you have to make it again and familiarize yourself with the process.
Even so, the other party may not be able to learn it quickly and produce it independently.
After all, not everyone can look at the drawings and reproduce them the first time like her.
Thinking of this, Lidya puffed up her chest quite proudly.
"What if I just need him to learn how to make a fire sickle or a trigger?" Linn asked with a smile.
"Two or three hours at most!" Lydia hesitated. These two things are not difficult to make. Even a stupid craftsman should be able to learn them in three hours.
"Then why don't we just separate the various parts of the musket, find a group of people to make the barrel, a group of people to make the gun stock, another group of people to make the parts, and finally splice them together. Isn't this simple? Is it easy?"
As Lydia said just now, it takes at least half a month to teach someone to make an entire musket, but it only takes a few hours for them to learn how to make one of the parts. This greatly reduces the difficulty of training a qualified craftsman.
This is also the concept of modern industry. The work is divided into several steps, and some people complete one of the steps independently. The finer the division of labor, the higher the level of specialization.
Using this method can cultivate a group of skilled workers in a very short time, because they only have to do one thing every day, and practice makes perfect.
Is this still possible?
Lidya was stunned. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell.
"Wait a minute, Dean Lin En, if the production process is completely separated, what if the things produced cannot be spliced together?" Phillip couldn't help but asked.
You have to know that there are thousands of craftsmen. If you let them make different things separately, wouldn't it make things messy? For example, this person makes a larger gun barrel, and that person makes a smaller fire sickle spring...
Don't look at the slightest difference. Even if they are forcibly spliced together on a musket, there is still a risk of the barrel exploding.
"That's why we need to standardize and establish relevant standards!" Lin En said again. "For example, for a gun barrel, we specify its length and diameter, and then determine how much error is allowed. Only those that meet this standard are the finished products. In this way, anyone who makes a gun barrel can install it on the gun, as well as other parts. Same thing."
Although this is a bit troublesome at first, the benefits are obvious later. Even if a part of the gun is broken, the material can be directly replaced. Each worker will only know the craftsmanship he made and avoid the production method. spread.
Under Lin En's explanation, Philip and others suddenly understood the advantages of dividing labor and establishing relevant standards, and thought about whether this method could be extended to other places, such as for some alchemical items. Make.
"Orlando, let the Magic Daily publish two pieces of news tomorrow. First, Ietta is going to build a fusilier workshop and recruit 1,500 workers. Second, I am going to build a musketry team, and the goal is to Three thousand people." Linn handed the musket back to Lydia and said to Orlando on the side.
Now that the flintlock musket has been successfully built, it is time to consider establishing the first musketry team.
"But, Mr. Lynn, this will require the recruitment of another 4,500 people. What about farming and fishing this year?" Orlando said hesitantly. With the previous glass, paper and textile workshops, this is already Tens of thousands of people.
The entire Iyeta seaport adds up to only more than 50,000 people, which means that one-fifth of the people will be separated from the original production tasks.
Not to mention that this is only a preliminary plan. According to this trend, Orlando has no doubt that in a few months, everyone in the city will be working for the city lord.
"So you should work harder during this period, use internal combustion engine technology, and research several alchemy instruments that can automatically cultivate, sow, and harvest. This way, even if most people are separated from the land, food production will not be affected." Lin En said confidently, of course he had already planned this.
"Huh?" Orlando was dumbfounded.
Phillip and others also looked at Linn with strange expressions.
The alchemy internal combustion engine is a magical treasure, but you actually use it to plow the land?
And if there were alchemy instruments that could automatically cultivate, sow, and harvest, then why would the poor do anything? I’m afraid it’s not just a dream...
…
In the evening, in a village not far from the King of Hadrat Tower, an invisible airship landed silently in a manor.
This is one of the strongholds that William set up outside the royal capital for the convenience of hoarding and transporting goods.
After settling in Lauder and others and telling them not to run around, Cody took only a few confidants and rode a carriage into the city alone without stopping, and was quickly received.
The pudgy-looking William was sitting on a large chair in the secret room. His fat face looked a little distorted, and his eyes were squinted together.
"What happened, Cody? You better not tell me that something went wrong with the trade this year..."
William knew the time of each departure and return to the port. Normally, it would take at least forty days to complete a cross-sea trade. But now, only half a month later, Cody came back, which gave him some information. Bad guess.
"Reporting to your lord, this year's trade has been very smooth. We have brought a new batch of goods from Iyeta, which is something called glass and paper." Cody said excitedly, and then seemed to As if remembering something, he quickly added.
"By the way, sir, the person who is in charge of Iyetta Harbor now is an extremely young wizard. It is said that Master Hellram has unfortunately died while dealing with a civil strife."
"What did you say? Hellram is dead..." William's expression changed, and he stood up directly from his seat. The fat around him was shaking continuously, bringing an indescribable feeling. sense of oppression.
(End of chapter)
