Several pipes extending from the boiler lead to several steam engines. Some of these steam engines are responsible for blowing the boiler, while others push the largest shaft in the workshop. Amid the rumbling sound of mechanical equipment, the rotating shaft drives the continuous rotation of the lines above the large pot of boiling silkworm cocoons through some transmission gears and belts.

The silk cocoons in the big pot spread out from the silk head. After the worker picked out one, he wrapped the silk head around a thread that had been collected and rolled on it. As the automatically rotated thread rolled, the silk thread became thicker and thicker on it. After reaching a certain level, it would be taken off and taken away.

When rolling towards the thread that seemed to never stop, Liu Chong couldn't help but want to look at it for a while. It was an indescribable feeling, as if part of himself was rolling up with the drawn thread, wrapped around the line. With this indescribable feeling, Liu Chong felt that there seemed to be a small insect crawling on his forehead, and his body was a little itchy. He touched his forehead with his hands, and the tentacles were wet. He took off his palm and saw a layer of water on his hands.

Bang! Someone patted Liu Chong's shoulder, and Liu Chong was shocked. He finally found that he had hallucinations. He turned his head and saw that he was the workshop director. He saw that the director had fatigue and a hint of impatientness on his face. There were not a very small number of guys like Liu Chong. Many people were inexplicably fascinated and hallucinated by the entire equipment system, and thus stopped their work.

Although Liu Chong was a little unhappy, he had not lost his mind yet. The requirement to fully understand the factory work was proposed by Liu Chong himself. Although he would definitely feel unhappy when he was forced to work. But this cannot be blamed on the workshop director. In such a rotating workshop, everyone's job is to follow the endless line and roll and keep busy.

Before the two of them could speak, there was a sound of ringing bells outside. All the people in the workshop who seemed to sleepwalking and not sleepwalking woke up. Even Liu Chong felt his mood shake like a bird, and he couldn't help but want to walk outside the workshop like a sauna.

Walking out of the workshop, Liu Chong felt that the sky was blue outside, the wind was gentle, and the air was filled with the fragrance of green plants. Looking back at the workshop, there was no special building that made Liu Chong feel indescribable disgust. The door hole seemed to swallow a person's big mouth, and the window looked at people coldly with a square and strange eyes.

This is his own prejudice, Liu Chong knew clearly. But even if he knew clearly that this was prejudice, Liu Chong still couldn't help himself not to develop prejudice. This pair of Liu Chong was extremely rare. Looking around, Liu Chong saw that the expressions of the men and women around him were similar to those of him. In tutoring, Liu Chong learned that the fact that others were not well cultivated and could not be regarded as a reason for him not to cultivate. However, the feeling of "I am not alone" made Liu Chong feel much better. He is not the only one who lacks cultivation.

"Get this week's salary." The workshop director shouted. With this shout, everyone's attention was attracted, but that was all.

"Secretary Liu, you have worked for a week and go and get your salary with everyone." The workshop director continued.

It was finally time to rest, but Liu Chong didn't want to move. But the training of the soldiers made him move naturally. In the army, there were many times when everyone was unwilling to move. Whether they were willing to move was his own business, and he had to move when it was time to move.

When he entered the accounting room, he saw the accountant pulling out a piece from a stack of income and expenditure orders and handing it to Liu Chong. Liu Chong looked at it and found that he had completed the meter reading of the raw silk every day during this week. A shift here is three hours, and the meter reading records the number of raw silks completed by Liu Chong. The accountant pointed to the total accounting volume at the bottom and said to Liu Chong: "Do you want to calculate it yourself?"

Liu Chong wanted to calculate it very much, but he felt that as the section chief, he was so stingy in such matters. With a little uneasy, Liu Chong replied in a refreshing voice: "No need to forget it."

The accountant immediately said, "I always have sixteen articles. You count it. Here is the details, please keep it." After that, he handed a paper bag to Liu Chong.

"This..." Liu Chong was shocked. The amount of salary was really beyond his imagination. The public units in the Song Dynasty implemented a daily routine of five or one per five days. Although the big month was 30 days and the small month was 29 days, the overall situation could still be considered to be five weeks per month. If the intern could get about one per month, a month would be five cents. In this Jinan city, many officials and cadres of the government could not get this amount of money.

"Are you not wrong?" Liu Chong asked afterwards.

The accountant raised his eyes from the account book and looked at Liu Chong, raised his finger and pointed to the payroll in front of Liu Chong, "It is written clearly. If you don't believe it, you can apply for a check record after get off work."

After the accountant mentioned the original record, Liu Chong remembered that there was indeed such a thing. After each class, it would record it and it would be signed and confirmed. When someone was talking so seriously, Liu Chong knew that it would make no sense to say more. He opened a paper bag, took out a consistent handover, and poured out a copper coin. After counting, it was indeed sixteen. He signed the account book receipt, Liu Chong put the money into his pocket and walked out of the accounting room.

The weather outside is still good, and the air outside is also good. Liu Chong found that his mood was inexplicably better. Looking at the workshop again, although he did not feel intimate, he was not as bored as before. He always could do a lot of things, and he could do more in Jinan City than in Lin'an.

Recalling the excitement of getting a salary for the first time, Liu Chong felt that money was really a good thing.

It was similar to what Liu Chong thought. After this experience, the temporary employees of the silk reel factory were in a much better mood. In the evening, the workshop director specially invited Liu Chong to have a meal after finishing work in the evening.

The workshop director toasted Liu Chong with a glass of wine and continued, "Secretary Liu, you will not participate in the factory work next week. You have helped me a lot this week."

Liu Chong drank the wine in one go, then smiled and said, "This salary is worthy of me."

I thought this would make the workshop director happy, but unexpectedly the director sighed and asked with a frown: "Secretary Liu, who do you think this silk reeling workshop is more difficult than the army?"

This problem was very surprising. Liu Chong made a judgment in his heart and found that the army was undoubtedly much harder than the silk reel workshop in terms of danger, the knowledge and skills required, and the requirements for personal purposes. However, he still couldn't help but want to choose a silk reel workshop to work harder.

Looking at Liu Chong's embarrassing expression, the workshop director sighed: "I know, I know. Many people hate silk reeling workshops even more. This time, many people have already suggested that they don't want to do it, or that they want to go home to rest and then come back to do it. I have also been a soldier. Some people can't stand it when we were in the army, but there are far less than that."

"What do you think is the problem?" Liu Chong asked. In addition to not wanting to directly answer questions that would make the other party more embarrassed, Liu Chong was actually quite curious about this. The income from silk reeling is not low, but Liu Chong just couldn't like this job.

"I think many people are tired of this job. If it wasn't so hot, not so trendy, not so much noise, maybe everyone would feel better." The workshop director sighed.

Liu Chong felt that the director’s words made sense. When he thought about it, he smiled and said, “When I was in the army, the training site of the recruits was in Jiangxi. The lakeside of Poyang was also tide and hot. At that time, we did not use the method of wearing less, but instead used the method of wearing more. At that time, the instructor said that if the temperature outside was higher than the temperature of the human body, then wear thicker, which would keep the heat outside. There were more mosquitoes there, so we tied the cuffs, collars, and trousers tightly..."

In the next few days, Liu Chong, who had decided to leave, did not leave the workshop. It was not Liu Chong's personality to escape at the last minute. Since he was involved in one thing, he naturally hoped to solve it before leaving.

Some of the trial workers left, and Liu Chong chose to make up for the money at home. Maybe these people were short of money, or maybe some of the ways to make everyone feel better were effective. After another week, the number of people leaving was greatly reduced. Not only that, some of the people who had originally left came back.

The effect this week was excellent, and Liu Chong and the others helped him the greatest help was a 35-year-old female worker who Liu Chong felt that he had to be called "Auntie". This person gave Liu Chong a very dull feeling, that is, the kind of person who seemed to have no feelings about the surrounding environment being hot or cold. The workshop director privately told Liu Chong that Liu Chong had always been a model worker in the first week, and the aunt got more than 0,500 texts in the first week. In the second week, she got more than 2,030 texts.

The dull aunt saw that Liu Chong was indeed improving the equipment for them, so she enthusiastically made suggestions. Every conversation was very serious. Not only did she point out the effective areas, but she also pointed out the invalid design. After discussions among these backbones, a consensus was finally reached. A kind of clothing that was specially provided to workers was necessary. If it was a clothing that treats headaches and feet, it would definitely not be able to completely solve the problem.

Just when Liu Chong decided to continue working, the Intelligence Department issued an order to ask Liu Chong to prepare to return to the front line immediately. Now he had to return to the Intelligence Department first.

When he entered the director's office, he saw his colleagues trying on military uniforms. When the director saw Liu Chong come in, he threw the cloak in his hand to Liu Chong with a smile. Liu Chong raised his hand to catch it in the air, and immediately felt that the weight of the hand was heavy. When he opened it, he saw that although the color was not as good as that of mulberry silk, the thickness and texture were far better than that of mulberry silk cloak.

"Go out and try it." The director said loudly.

When we arrived at the yard of the Intelligence Office, a archer hung up the cloak and shot several arrows more than thirty meters away with a steel arm crossbow. Seeing that the crossbow shot accurately hit the cloak, everyone rushed up. However, although the crossbow nailed the cloak to the wooden board as a target, it did not penetrate it. Everyone pulled the cloak and pulled the crossbow out of the wooden board with force. Looking at the tussaurus silk cloak, there was only a small mouth on it, and it was still a considerable distance from being completely destroyed by the arrow.
Chapter completed!