Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

Over the past few years, the territory of the concession has been expanding. For example, Ping An Middle School, where it was located was not originally a concession, but now it belongs to the concession.

The hospital that Fu Yun'an wants to build, and the orphanage that Huo Ershao wants to build are all located near Ping'an Middle School, on the edge of the concession.

Of course, Huo Ershao's factory was built outside the concession. After all, building a factory requires a large piece of land, and buying such a large piece of land in the concession requires a lot of money.

Wei Ting took Mu Qiong and ten students who signed up for work-study programs and got on the tram together.

Mu Qiong never took a bus in modern times, but he has seen pictures of crowded buses, and the trams at this time are far more crowded than modern buses.

No way, there are too few means of transportation at this time.

They crowded the tram for half an hour, walked for more than ten minutes, and arrived at Huo Ershao's factory.

The outside of the factory has been surrounded by walls, and there are soldiers with live ammunition standing guard at the gate. The ten students were surprised and excited when they saw this scene.

These soldiers asked Mu Qiong and others about their identities, and some people ran in. After a while, a man in his forties in a long gown came out, saying that he was the manager here, and then personally brought Mu Qiong. Wait for someone to go in.

As soon as he entered, Mu Qiong saw that a whole row of bungalows had been built around the huge wall. There were clothes hanging on the front, back and roof of these bungalows, which should be used as dormitories.

The middle-aged steward really introduced: "These are dormitories for workers. There are not many workers recruited now, only more than 200 people. In the future, more workers will be recruited here, and another row of dormitories will be built! "

"Second Master Huo has done a great good deed by opening this factory." Wei Ting said, among other things, he said that Second Master Huo was willing to recruit so many workers, so that many people had a chance to survive.

"Our second young master is the most kind-hearted." The middle-aged steward smiled.

Wei Ting nodded in agreement: "Indeed! Speaking of which, I misunderstood Er Shao before." Although Huo Er Shao had a good reputation in the business field before, everyone said that he was always unwilling to suffer losses No kindness.

It now appears that they had misunderstood him before.

"Those workers are helping build the house during the day, but they are empty at night. According to what the second young master wants, we will ask someone to teach them how to read and count at night." The middle-aged manager said again: "I don't want them to learn more Well, just hope they don't know how to count."

"Second Young Master is thoughtful, let them learn to read, and maybe in the future, they can cultivate some people who can be independent." Wei Ting chatted with the middle-aged manager all the way, and the group soon came to the factory building. place.

There are countless... child laborers here?

If Mu Qiong had seen such a scene before crossing, he would definitely call the police and arrest the boss who hired child labor, but at this time... Huo Ying's willingness to recruit child labor may be considered a good deed.

Because of the lack of nutrition, men from families with poor conditions at this time rarely exceed 1.7 meters, or even 1.5 meters, and women are even shorter.

These people in front of them have not fully grown up yet, they are all short and thin, with dark faces, and they look pitiful in oversized overalls.

But they themselves don't seem to feel sorry for themselves, and they all have smiles on their faces.

Cheng Dahai is the one who is smiling.

When they build a factory building, they don't build bricks directly on top of each other. After all, it takes a lot of bricks to build them.

They put the bricks vertically and horizontally to form a crisscross grid and build them up.The walls built in this way are all hollow, and the largest side of the bricks can be seen from the outside.

And building walls like this requires technology.

When they were brought here to watch the master build the wall, Cheng Dahai didn't understand at all, but Song Yanqiu understood it, and used the bricks next to him to show him and teach him, and then they could all do the relatively easy wall-building work , instead of moving bricks and pulling cement.

Skillfully scooped up some cement from the cement bucket with an iron sheet with a handle, spread it on the bricks, pressed it to the wall, and tapped it a few times with the iron sheet... Cheng Dahai asked Song Yanqiu next to him while doing it: " Brother, what do you think we will have for dinner tonight?"

"Rice, pickled vegetable soup." Song Yanqiu said, swallowing after speaking.

Cheng Dahai said: "I was at home before, and I have never eaten so openly. The rice is so delicious."

Song Yanqiu also thought the rice was delicious, and if he added some soup to the rice, it would be even more delicious.

He doesn't even need to chew, he can pour it directly into his mouth, and he can pour down several bowls at a time.

Cheng Dahai said again: "Our boss is too generous. He let us eat like this before the factory opened. Isn't he afraid of being eaten up?"

"He is rich." Song Yanqiu said.He didn't know what kind of factory the boss was going to open in the future, but he saw that the people standing at the door had guns in their hands... He thought that what the boss was going to open might be an arsenal.

In this case, it makes sense to find young people like them to work.

Poor people in the countryside work too much, and those who are a little older have thick hands and cannot do fine work.

Let’s just talk about needlework. It’s okay for a woman in the country to sew and mend to make clothes, but it’s hard for her to learn how to embroider if a woman who does farm work all the year round asks her to do embroidery.

Her rough hands can't handle too thin needles and threads, and she touches the silk with chapped hands, and maybe the silk will be scratched.

These young people are different, their hands are not very thick, so there is no problem at all for them to install parts and so on.

Thinking of this, Song Yanqiu swallowed again.

He wants to have dinner too.

Coincidentally, just as he thought about it, someone came over and called them: "It's time to eat!"

They were all excited, but they didn't rush to eat. Instead, they put the tools in their hands away first, and then formed several lines and walked towards the cafeteria together.

This is what the soldiers in charge of them taught them when they first came.

"These workers eat in the cafeteria, where there is unlimited rice." The middle-aged manager who brought Wei Ting and Mu Qiong in looked at Wei Ting with a smile: "Mr. Wei, you haven't eaten dinner yet, have you? Don't mind, let's go to the cafeteria to eat?"

"Okay." Wei Ting said.

They soon came to the cafeteria.

The canteen was very large and divided into two rooms. All the workers crowded into the big canteen, but Mu Qiong and others were taken to the small canteen.

They sat separately at the two Eight Immortals tables, and after a while, someone brought the food.

Pork with pickled vegetables, scrambled eggs with leeks, braised fish, and salted pig's head are four meaty dishes that look decent once they are placed on the table, and a few more vegetarian dishes are served soon.

The dishes can't be called delicious, but they can make people full, and the level is not much worse than Zhu Wanwan.

During the dinner, the middle-aged steward praised the second young master Huo again.

However, when they were about to finish eating, there was a commotion outside.

The middle-aged steward's expression changed, and he immediately said: "Everyone, take your time, I'll go out and have a look."

He went out soon, Wei Ting said: "Let's go and have a look too."

They came here this time to see the factory environment, so of course they had to go out to have a look at this time.

When the group went out, they saw a group of teenagers wrestling at the entrance of the cafeteria.

And the middle-aged manager who went downstairs first, shouted: "Stop it! If you beat me again, I will drive you back!"

He yelled loudly, but his yelling was useless...

Mu Qiong was wondering when he heard a young man in the voice-changing period yelling in a dialect he didn't quite understand, it should be the same words as the middle-aged manager.

All those fighting stopped immediately.

They didn't stop before, probably because they didn't understand what the middle-aged steward said.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged steward asked angrily.

These youngsters understood a little this time, and they kept talking, and as they talked, they all blushed and were about to fight.

Of course, they didn't really fight, they just kept arguing, and Mu Qiong and the others didn't really understand what they said during the quarrel.

The face of the middle-aged manager became more and more ugly, and at this time, the boy who had translated for him before said: "Sir, it's like this..."

The boy's clothes were neat and tidy, and he obviously didn't participate in the fight. At the same time, what he said was relatively to the point.

This time the fight was for a bite to eat.

These teenagers have enough rice to eat, and the food is basically pickled vegetable tofu soup every time.

And this pickled vegetable tofu soup is cooked with lard.

Every day in the kitchen, they buy a few sets of lard oil wrapped in the intestines and liver, and boil the lard for them to cook, and they also throw the boiled oil residue into the soup for cooking.

Pork oil produces less oil, but more oil residue, and this oil residue is a rare delicacy for these teenagers

And the cause of this incident was that a boy robbed another boy of the oil residue in his bowl...

Although these teenagers are all from Lu County, Lu County includes many different villages and towns. They have assembled some small groups according to villages. At first, it was just two teenagers fighting, but it soon evolved into two groups fighting.

You think I'm grabbing food, and I think you're lazy because you don't work hard enough.

You think I snore while I sleep, and I think you grind your teeth while sleeping.

The friction of all kinds of trivial things is added together, isn't it about to fight?

This can be regarded as a tragedy caused by a piece of oil residue.

"This kind of thing will happen again in the future! You don't want to eat oil residue in the vegetables! I would rather feed the dogs than give you food!" the middle-aged man roared.

The boy who had translated for him immediately helped with the translation.

The middle-aged steward said again: "I think you are just free! You still have the strength to fight! Don't think about being free at night!"

Song Yanqiu was the one who helped with the translation. He still translated the words to his companions, and at the same time, he was in a state of agitation—are they going to work at night?

Those teenagers were as worried as Song Yanqiu, and all of them had bitter faces.

They are already very tired from working all day during the day. They basically go back to wash up a little at night and fall asleep. Now they have to work at night. How can they bear it?