Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 145
It is true that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward.

The originally unattainable high-ranking official and rich salary suddenly had the hope of being touched, which really excited many craftsmen.

Looking at the black and white paper hanging in the hall, it seemed like an alarm bell was ringing in everyone's mind.

This is the only one in the prison, and the day of whoever wins the salted fish first will come back!
Even when Li Xian ordered to remove the one-meter-high wall in the cubicle, each of them ran faster than the other.

On the high platform, Old Wen bowed his body, squinted his eyes and looked at the busy people below the stage, admiringly.

"The old man usually asks them to reorganize the desk, and everyone has a sad face."

"The highly skilled Lao Luo is still complaining behind the scenes, saying that it's something extra, so it's worth not doing it."

"Look at the present, I'm afraid I'm not doing enough."

The figure standing beside him with his hands behind his back chuckled and kept his eyes fixed.

"No one pays for repairs in normal times. Of course, each is the master of its own business."

"It's different now. Everyone wants to be the first to sit on it, stroll around with their hands behind their backs, and enjoy the imperial food."

"Our handprint of Mr. Li is much better than you chasing after them and shouting."

The two discussed for a while, and the middlemen in the workshop had already packed up their utensils, and the three areas re-divided were all the boundaries of remuneration.

The semi-finished product area and the finished product area were subdivided properly, and then began to beating.

After the separation, the effect was immediate, at least there were no figures running around in the whole workshop.

Originally, one basket of horseshoes was produced in one day, but three baskets were produced before sunset, which made Wen Lao, who had his hands behind his back, stared straight at the eyes, and could not say a word for a long time.

A few senior craftsmen looked at the bamboo baskets and were also screaming, staring at the bull's eyes, not knowing whether it was surprise or joy.

"The same process, just adjusted the order, why is there such a result?"

"Although I can't believe it, even after a whole day, it seems that I am not as busy as before, but... But why is there such a big gap?"

"It's a miracle! It's unbelievable!"

The stable boy who received the goods stared straight and stuttered.

"Just one basket was produced yesterday, why are there three baskets today?"

"It's still Supervisor Li who has the means. The new official takes office three fires."

Old Wen, who was laughed at by the horseman in the past and would not have bothered to lead the horse to fetch it if it wasn't for His Majesty's urging, heard the words, and the old god was there, and he straightened up instantly.

Walking up to the horse officer with pride, he raised his fingers to show a 'six'.

"Old Jin, today you are optimistic."

"Three baskets are just half a day's work for us. Tomorrow, you'd better bring two carriages with you."

"We have to put the locks and close the doors at every moment here, so as not to affect our craftsmen's rest."

After hearing these words, the stable boy could put an egg in his mouth, changed his previous arrogance, and smiled apologetically.

"Where is the old man, we have been friends for several years, you open the lock and we can pretend."

"You let the gatekeeper stay a little later, a little later, hehe."

"This horse is freed, and it is uncertain when it will return to the pen, Haihan Haihan."

Elder Wen raised his head, held his mouth shut, and pulled Li Xian up to the hall of the Ministry of Industry.

"You guys, horse control is too loose."

"As far as the old man is concerned, I will ask Li Jianzheng to take a look at it for you every few hours, and try to improve the efficiency of the horse herding through assembly line operations."

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the groom scratched his head.

"What?"

"assembly line?"

……

Tai Chi Palace.

The sky is blue, and dawn has not yet broken.

Lao Jin, who was dressed in the uniform of a stable official, stood at the gate of the palace with a flustered expression, looking into the palace from time to time.

At this time, the court meeting has not yet been held, and the horse herder is thinking that he can stop the holy driver to complain before His Majesty enters the court.

In the past few days, the Ministry of Industry is still in a frenzy. A large number of piles of horseshoes have been transported back. The original 30 craftsmen who nailed the palms are obviously not enough. Thinking of the horseshoes piled up in the yard now, Lao Jin feels a needle in his heart.

Finally, when the first cock crowed, the soldiers in silver armor came into view, and Lao Jin knelt down in front of the Dongkai palace gate, trembling.

Until the sound of horseshoes gradually approached, a look of panic floated on Lao Jin's face, his head was buried lower, and the gravel on the ground could be counted in his magnified eyes.

"Who is in front, why is it in power?"

Lao Jin kowtowed tremblingly, and straightened up with his hands clasped.

"My minister is a horseman at the racecourse. I have something important to report to Your Majesty. I hope the sergeant can make it easier for me."

Li Shimin heard it clearly on the chariot, and felt very puzzled in his heart.

The stablekeeper has always been an idle job, managing the number of horses, feeding grass, when will he get up early in the morning and stop at the gate of the first palace?

Without waiting for the guard to reply, he slightly raised his big hand on his knee and said in a deep voice.

"Go ahead."

Hearing this, Lao Jin knelt down a few steps and hurriedly responded.

"His Majesty."

"Chen Zuo asks Your Majesty to deploy more manpower to help install the horseshoes."

Hearing this, the leading imperial sergeant raised his eyebrows angrily.

"You still need to inform His Majesty about such an important matter? Go to the Ministry of Industry to coordinate and help."

Lao Jin showed a look of embarrassment, and clasped his hands again.

"My humble minister... my humble minister..."

"Hey!"

Li Shimin was surprised, raised his eyebrows and looked over.

"A horseshoe maker is no better than a horseshoe maker?"

"Is it so difficult to make just a few iron rivets? Can it be more difficult than the Ministry of Industry from scratch?"

Faced with doubts, Lao Jin showed a look of embarrassment on his already distressed face, and his blush stretched to the back of his neck.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it's not that everyone in the racecourse is being lazy, it's just that the production of horseshoes has soared, which is completely beyond imagination."

"It's usually the limit to bring back one basket a day. Since Supervisor Li dispatched the work department, the number of horseshoes has increased sharply. The number of six baskets really makes it difficult for everyone in the racecourse to order them all."

"I heard from an old minister of the Ministry of Industry that the reform of the Ministry of Industry has come up with a strange strategy called 'assembly line operation'... There are indeed some craftsmen under Weichen who are really struggling."

Speaking of this, the old man's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he slightly raised his head to look at the contemplative figure on the walking chariot, hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth slowly.

"Horseshoes are originally iron objects, and I'm afraid that there will be a lot of rust spots, and I suffer from no one to help me, so I just... just reported it in a hurry."

hiss~
Li Shimin gasped.

It's the first time I've heard that this is not as good as Nail's palm!
At Li Xian's speed, wouldn't it be possible to replace the beast armor of the entire Tang Bu clan with iron armor in two or three years?

A smile appeared on his pensive face, Li Shimin lifted the corner of the curtain and waved slightly.

"Jun Xian, dispatch some soldiers to coordinate with the racecourse to place iron hooves."

"In addition, pass on my order to let Li Xian accompany me to watch a martial arts performance five days later."

"This kid is really weird. I'd like to see how he can make these craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry give birth to three heads and six arms."

Hearing this, Li Junxian reined in the horse's reins, cupped his hands and said.

"promise!"

As he rode his horse past the stablekeeper, Li Junxian neither squinted nor glanced at the stablekeeper, and said calmly.

"Fortunately, what you reported is related to Li Xian."

"If it weren't for this, I'm afraid you, a little stable boy, would have gone to hell by now."

(End of this chapter)