"Everyone should move faster, don't act like they haven't eaten..."
"They are all trash, losers... look what you are doing?"
"Ah? Let me ask you, what is this thing called?"
In a certain workshop of the Gongzheng Institute, Huang Gongzheng and Huang Zhongchang looked extremely ugly and cursed at the top of their lungs.
Inside the warehouse, a dozen workers were busy going back and forth, and sweat was already visible on their foreheads.
The subordinate officials beside Huang Zhongchang all hunched their waists and dared not breathe. The man standing opposite him had been scolded as a grandson.
Pointing at the official in front of him, Huang Zhongchang asked in a stern tone: "Wang Zhibin, tell me...does the warehouse management regulations say that items must be arranged neatly?"
"Is there any?" Huang Zhongchang was already scolding.
"have……"
"Since there is, why don't you execute it?" Huang Zhongchang became more and more severe, his eyes seeming to burst out of fire.
Wang Zhibin explained: "Sir, the palace has recently expanded its army to a great extent, and the requirements for the number of armors have increased sharply. In order to increase production..."
Huang Zhongchang became more and more angry: "I'm here to listen to your explanation? What's the use of explaining so much? Is this the reason for your dereliction of duty?"
"Hurry up and find more people to sort out these armors. They must be completed before the prince arrives!" Huang Zhong said coldly.
This warehouse is huge, and it would take less than half an hour to organize and standardize everything.
"I'll go right now and call everyone here!" Wang Zhibin turned around and left.
Huang Zhongchang became more and more impatient: "Call everyone here? Your Majesty will watch the making of armor soon. Do you want to call these craftsmen here too?"
"Yes, yes, I will arrange for someone to come as appropriate!"
After answering this, Wang Zhibin left as if he was pissed.
Looking at Wang Zhibin's back, Huang Zhongchang said coldly: "This Wang Zhibin does things without any rules and panics when things happen... He is simply a loser!"
Upon hearing this, several officials nearby had different expressions, but their mentality was similar.
Wang Zhibin also wanted to complete the production task, so he didn't bother to pay attention to whether things were neat and tidy. Even if it was useless, it was still hard work.
The officials present had similar status to Wang Zhibin. Huang Zhong scolded Wang Zhibin, which made them feel very unhappy.
At this moment, a clerk ran in from outside and reported: "My lords, the king has arrived at the front street!"
Coming so soon, Huang Zhongchang felt a little uneasy, but at this moment they could only go and greet him first.
He could only hope that Zhao Yanxun could stay elsewhere for a while, so that the warehouse could have time to put things away.
When everyone arrived at the gate of the workshop, they saw Zhao Yanxun's sedan appearing at the corner of the street, and the guards had put the street under security.
Huang Zhongchang led people to welcome Zhao Yanxun at the foot of the steps. When Zhao Yanxun's sedan landed, he immediately paid homage and said: "I will pay homage to Your Highness!"
Huo An lifted the curtain and saw Zhao Yanxun getting up from the sedan.
At this moment, he was not wearing a dragon robe, only a sapphire blue moire casual suit, but this did not diminish his majesty at all.
In fact, Zhao Yanxun's decision to come over for inspection today was an impromptu decision.
Recruitment in Yuanyang has ended, and soldiers are intensifying their training. Weapons and armor are a top priority. Zhao Yanxun has to see it in person to feel at ease.
After glancing at Huang Zhongchangdenren, Zhao Yanxun said calmly: "No courtesy!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yanxun walked up the steps, followed by Zhang Ziming, and Huang Zhongchang and others immediately followed.
Feeling the shortness of breath of the people behind him, Zhao Yanxun said slowly: "You don't have to be so restrained, I just came here to take a look today!"
"yes……"
Walking into the workshop, you will find the office here. Logically, there should be clerks here, but they were all taken away by Wang Zhibin.
"Your Highness, why don't you go to the workshop first?" Huang Zhongchang reminded carefully.
I just came here for a casual visit, so Zhao Yanxun didn't mind going there first.
The so-called workshop is actually a relatively large shed with no walls at both ends, so that the ventilation effect is better.
Inside, dozens of craftsmen are working. They need to weave strips into armor parts, which is a job that requires high skills.
Seeing Zhao Yanxun's arrival, all the craftsmen stopped what they were doing and stood up to salute him.
Being able to have close contact with Zhao Yanxun is a very rare opportunity for the craftsmen present.
It can be seen that the eyes of these people are shining, and their excitement can be said to be uncontrollable.
"Let them continue..." Zhao Yanxun waved his hand.
"Keep working!" Huang Zhongchang greeted.
Armor is made in parts and then assembled together, so some workstations produce different items.
Zhao Yanxun came to the workstation where the breastplate was made and observed it for a full two minutes before asking: "How long does it take to make such a breastplate?"
After a few breaths, seeing that the craftsman had not yet answered, Huang Zhongchang couldn't help but remind him: "His Highness is asking you something!"
The craftsman was already very nervous, but when he heard that Zhao Yanxun was asking him, he became even more nervous.
I saw this man getting up from his workstation, kneeling on the ground and answering tremblingly: "Reply...to my lord, a pair of breastplates...if you are skilled at it, it will take two seconds!"
Two quarters, that is, half an hour.
Zhao Yanxun said: "The breastplate makers here are fifteen, which means... they can make sixty pairs in one hour, and more than two hundred pairs in one day!"
"With the expansion of more than 2,000 people, equipment production can be completed here in ten days, which is quite fast!"
"Your Highness, fighting on the front line also consumes armor!"
"Yeah!" Zhao Yanxun didn't say much.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yanxun went to other work stations and asked about the inventory of this workshop.
Huang Zhongchang is a qualified official, and he has done enough research on the relevant data, so he can answer questions fluently in front of Zhao Yanxun.
After staying in the workshop for more than twenty minutes, Zhao Yanxun learned the detailed data, so he suggested going to the weapons workshop not far away.
Of course Huang Zhongchang responded quickly, because he was not sure whether it had been packed up in the warehouse.
But while he agreed, Huang Zhongchang glanced at an official accompanying him, who was in charge of the weapons workshop.
Seeing his subordinate's affirmative look, Huang Zhongchang felt completely relieved.
"Your Highness, please..."
Zhao Yanxun left, but Zhang Ziming was in no hurry to leave.
He stayed in the workshop and observed everything here carefully.
These busy craftsmen continue to produce the armor that the army urgently needs. This is the foundation of a strong army.
I heard from Zhao Yanxun that they not only have armor workshops, but also weapons workshops and other ordnance workshops.
"It's really amazing!" Zhang Ziming couldn't help but sigh.
He was so proud that he actually felt a trace of regret at this moment. He should have left with Huang Tianyan in the first place.
When Zhang Ziming regretted it, Wang Zhibin rushed out panting.
The warehouse has been packed up, but Zhao Yanxun and his party have already left.
I was scolded a lot just now, and I managed to clean up the warehouse, but it was of no use at all.
Of course, this incident also reminded Wang Zhibin that no matter how severe the production tasks are in the future, he must do the most basic work well.
Huang Zhongchang, the boss, does not think about his subordinate at all.