Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty Nine
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 called 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 directly asked, "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 any introduction from Sun Xian, 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 a thumbs up to Sun Xian with satisfaction.
Of course, Sun Xian knew that his husband was praising him, but an awkward smile appeared on his face, "Well, the thing is made, but I don't know whether it will become a student or not."
"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 treadle sewing machine cannot move, isn't it useless? No wonder Han Du became nervous.
"It 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 such a question, and Han Du was stunned.
Then he shook his head vigorously and said, "Neither do 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.
Needless to say, when Sun Xian heard what his husband said, he really thought he would. Now that Han Du blocked him, he laughed awkwardly and asked hesitantly, "What should we do now?"
What should I do? Of course, find a tailor to try it!
Tailors are easy to find, just spend some money to pick one up on the street.
But the tailor had never seen a pedal sewing machine, and his whole body would twist and turn when he sat on it, not to mention having 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, my whole life's skills have been in these hands, but my feet really can't be controlled~"
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 Zhen for two times.
In other words, as long as it doesn't embarrass him, it doesn't matter if he is scolded. He can even brag about it to his old friends without changing his expression. After all, how many people have the chance to be scolded by the Duke of Zhenguo?
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 and said, "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 up his robe and sat down in front of the pedal sewing machine. He reinstalled the thread on the bobbin and pulled the thread through the needle hole.
"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 piece of cloth to the tailor and said, "Take a good look at it and see if it is different 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 he just took a look at the cloth and was shocked.
I saw that the densely packed stitches are not only fine, but also even. If you pull hard, you won't be able to pull even an inch, and the stitching is tight.
"Okay! Great!" The tailor was more excited than anyone else, because only he who has been in this industry for a lifetime can understand more clearly what this means.
"The stitches are so dense and the speed is so fast. This is really true." The tailor obviously wanted to express something, but with his little-experienced mind, he was at a loss for words!
Sun Xian suddenly laughed and smiled at Han Du
He 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 machines had a simple structure and were quickly copied.
As a result, the profits of the workshop continue to decline. .??.
Although he made some money 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 railway lines, so naturally no one will buy locomotives.
Now it's better. 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 tailor who was still excited, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, jokingly saying, "Why are you excited? You don't know how to use it. I advise you to learn it quickly, otherwise you will suffer from 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 back to his senses. This pedal sewing machine sewed clothes too fast. In the time it took him to make one piece of clothing, this thing could make ten or even dozens of pieces.
If he cannot 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 to his senses at this question. He suddenly looked sad and took his old wife's arm and said, "There is no way to survive. Our family is going to 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'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, why can't it
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 it."
An old wife is better than a tailor
Positively, he 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. If a noble person like Zhen Guogong can learn something, why can't the master still not be able to learn it after working all his life?"
The tailor was speechless. Yes, this is what he relied on for survival. 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. The pedal sewing machine was so simple that it only had a wooden board and a pedal, but fortunately, at least the pedal was made movable.
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There is no airtight wall in the world.
Ever since the pedal sewing machine was manufactured, a rumor began to circulate in the market. Especially those who opened tailor shops in the capital paid special attention to this news.
At the beginning, these people didn't care because they thought the rumors were false. Isn't that piece of clothing in this world mended with stitches? Where is there something that can instantly increase efficiency dozens of times?
A good tailor can sew neat stitches after a long period of time? How can a random person do it better than an experienced tailor?
But as time went by, the rumors became more and more detailed, and even the ones with noses and eyes seemed as if he had seen it in person.
"Let me tell you, this pedal sewing machine was made by Master Sun Xiansun under the guidance of Duke 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 gulp 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 it is well-known 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 divided all the money equally among all the participants, 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 even my classmates who were officials jealous.
These are the things that the common people like to talk about most. Even 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.