Chapter 186: Tailor Du Dian

"If it is improved seriously, even one or two hundred will be no problem, right?" Fulin has a keen eye, and sees the core key of this new type of textile machine. If the machine is large enough, it can fully accommodate hundreds of spindles, improving the efficiency of spinning. It is absolutely a miracle to increase it hundreds of times. It is equivalent to the workload of one person, which is worth hundreds of people. It can improve the overall textile efficiency in the giant wall to an appalling level.

Du Di'an said: "If you want to accommodate 200 spindles, you need to build a new textile machine. This old-fashioned textile machine can't afford it, and it takes too much time to build a new one. It takes at least ten days for one to be completed. The basic version of the improved textile machine can increase the number of spindles to 20, which is also the limit of this textile machine." After speaking, he squatted down and continued to rebuild.

Fulin said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to have such a talent. If you have a big consortium to cultivate it well, you will definitely become a high-ranking person." Speaking of this, there is some regret in his tone.

Du Di'an said while transforming: "If you are really capable, cultivate yourself and don't need to rely on other wings to grow."

Fulin was startled and smiled bitterly: "What you said seems to make some sense."

Sandro next to him heard his words and bowed his head angrily, knowing that he meant something else.

Du Dian asked: "How is the order?"

"Today I went to all the textile mills and some textile chambers of commerce, and talked about a lot of orders." Fulin said with emotion: "I thought it would be a backlog, but now I see your new and improved textile machine, I am confident that it can be It's all done."

Du Di'an frowned slightly and said, "Continue to pick up tomorrow, and pick up everything that can be received."

"You still need to pick up?" Fulin was stunned for a moment, and continued: "The orders received today, even if you use your new textile machine, will take a long time to do. If you want to pick them up again, if the backlog is in your hand and you don't hand them in on time. Goods, we're going to lose money."

"No, trust me." Du Dian said firmly.

Flynn and Sandro looked at each other, a little dazed, wondering where Du Dian's confidence came from. Could this new textile machine be changed again?

"Okay, I'll try my best." Fulin couldn't beat Du Di'an, so he could only agree.

The night is getting darker.

After all, Fulin was very old. After staying here for a while, he went back to rest first, leaving his third son Sandro to accompany Du Dian here.

Du Di'an immersed himself in the transformation,

Sandro stood aside, not knowing how to talk, and wanted to sit down and rest, but seeing Du Dian working so hard, he felt rude and could only stand next to him, his legs were sore.

After Du Dian completed the transformation of the sixth textile machine, he glanced back at Sandro and said, "Take a rest when you are tired."

Sandro was already drowsy, and when he heard the words, he reacted with a jolt, and quickly said: "No, it's fine." Others in the family treated Du Di'an as a hunter attracted by Fulin, although they were polite, but It is entirely because Du Di'an is the main financial source of the Ryan family at present. However, Sandro, who is regarded by Fulin as the next patriarch, is very clear that this consortium is completely planned by Du Di'an, and the young man in front of him is behind the consortium. The real master, the Ryan family is just a cover up on the surface.

Seeing this, Du Dian didn't say much, and continued to work hard.

The night passed.

Du Di'an has improved twenty-three textile machines and has been able to put them into work.

As soon as it was dawn, Du Dian asked Sandro, who was already exhausted next to him, to call the tailor and prepare to start work, while he continued to improve the remaining more than 20 textile machines. The sooner they were improved, the sooner able to put into work.

Soon, more than 30 tailors recruited by the Ryan Consortium entered the factory under the leadership of Sandro.

Most of these tailors are around 20 to 30 years old, and seven or eight of them are old men with white hair. When they came to the factory, they immediately saw strange textile machines in front of them. A spindle stands there, very eye-catching.

"Huh?" An experienced middle-aged tailor was a little surprised. He stepped forward and looked at it carefully. The look of surprise on his face was getting heavier and heavier. He tried to push the spinning wheel. After a while, the spinning wheel pulled twenty spindles dribbling. Turn, twenty cotton threads hiss.

"This..." Not only the middle-aged tailor was stunned, but other people who saw this scene were also completely stunned.

Seeing the astonishment on their faces, Sandro couldn't help thinking of the shocking mood he and his father had felt last night. With a solemn expression, he clapped his palms, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said solemnly: "This is made by our family. From now on, you must follow the stipulations in the contract, and you must not leak the information about the textile machine without permission!”

These tailors were stunned, and then they understood why the contract requirements were so strange.

"What if I want to go home?" whispered one of the tailors.

Sandro said coldly: "The contract is very clear. Your contract period is half a year. After half a year, you will naturally be allowed to go home."

"Can I go home in half a year?" There was some commotion in the crowd.

Sandro frowned and said indifferently: "If you behave well, you can get the opportunity to write a letter to the family."

Hearing this, the people present gradually calmed down. Although half a year is long, it is still acceptable to be able to write a letter, and the other party is a noble, so they can't afford to provoke them, so they can only accept it.

Next, under Sandro's arrangement, everyone entered their respective textile machines and began to work.

Materials such as cotton thread and cloth were consigned by carriage and sent to the factory.

"Who is this?" A young tailor was puzzled when he saw Du Dian, who was digging into the textile machine.

Sandro came over and scolded: "This is not what you should ask, do your job well!"

"Yes, yes." The young man was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head to weave. After Sandro left, he secretly looked at Du Dian, and suddenly found that this young man, who was a few years younger than himself, was actually improving the textile machine.

Others also noticed this and were greatly surprised. They didn't know where this young man was the talented tailor hired by the Lane family.

One day passed quickly, and all the textile machines were improved by Du Dian.

He left the textile factory and dragged his "sick" body back to the old castle bed to recuperate.

Fulin came in with the middle-aged maid, who brought some food and gently placed it on the table beside the bed.

After the middle-aged maid left, Du Dian immediately grabbed the food and ate it. He was improving the textile machine all day and night, and he didn't have time to eat.

"You're working too hard." Fulin saw Du Dian's devoured appearance, and said, "Eat slowly, is it enough?"

Du Di'an said vaguely while chewing: "What about today's newspaper, show me."

Fulin handed him the newspaper in his arms and said, "The Mellon consortium has noticed our movement, but at present, they have not taken any measures, they should know that with our textile efficiency, it cannot be completed. Those orders will only lose money then." (To be continued.)