When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

#222 - Qiumu Island High-tech Industrial Zone

Having wandered through several blocks, Hohen was quickly recognized by the subjects of the Papal State.

Hohen didn't bother to hide, simply removing his hood and turning his incognito visit into a public one, promoting recruitment while also taking the opportunity to inquire about the people's sentiments.

Hohen delivered impromptu speeches in each of the ten newly built blocks, meeting with the heads of the lowest ten households.

As for the Papal State's subjects still living in ruins and tents, he randomly visited them, asking for their names and family situations, saying some encouraging platitudes.

This was an old trick that had been overused in Hohen's hometown, but it had a surprisingly effective result here.

Hohen hadn't even said two sentences before a bunch of old and young displaced people were moved to tears, causing some who hadn't originally planned to enlist to go and join the army.

After bidding farewell to a reluctant family of laborers, Hohen remounted his horse and looked at the several blocks lined up along the road, unable to help but sigh with emotion.

After he, the Papal Majesty, personally acknowledged the conscription policy, the original concerns were dispelled considerably.

The conscription that was originally expected to be completed in three days was estimated to be finished in less than two days, and even a lot of reserve soldiers were registered.

However, after the number of recruits and reserve soldiers was maxed out, there was still a part missing if they wanted to be able to officially go to the battlefield, that is, weapons and armor.

This problem could not be solved by the residential area they were currently in; they had to go to the high-tech industrial zone outside the town ruins.

Now, under Hohen's requirements, the town was planned by Witt into four areas: the residential area near the Para River, the high-tech industrial zone west of the residential area, the administrative area in the center of the town, and the commercial area at the eastern docks.

This is the first phase of the three-year plan, and the second phase of the five-year plan will need to add green areas and high-end residential areas.

The industrial zone is located downstream of the Para River, on the one hand to facilitate sewage discharge, and on the other hand to facilitate the movement of ships and delivery.

When Hohen arrived at the high-tech industrial zone, laborers had built a simple road on the original barren and muddy land.

In front of the industrial park, there was also a circle of waist-high fences, and in front of the fence stood a sign, indicating the ownership of this place - Industrial Park under the Holy Casting Department, outsiders are prohibited.

Speaking of the high-tech industrial park, but from the scene Hohen saw riding on the horse, it can only be regarded as extremely shabby.

The park was full of dilapidated brick-walled sheds, the small ones were only one or two hundred square meters, and the large ones covered only one mu(亩: unit of area, approximately 666.67 square meters).

There were only a few seven or eight people working in each shed, the only relatively large one was the textile workshop, with dozens of textile female workers stepping on wooden pedals to weave fabrics.

These wooden looms were wound with wool, and under the drive of the belt, they rotated with the continuous pedaling of the textile female workers.

After weaving the cloth, they put the cloth into the rattan baskets next to them without stopping, and soon someone would take the rattan baskets away and put an empty basket in the original place.

The woolen fabrics in those rattan baskets were placed on a long table made up of several tables, and from front to back, there were people cutting, sorting, sewing to the final garment.

This assembly line model was used when Hohen was still in the arduous march, and now it is just picked up again.

Standing at the door and watching for a while, Hohen found that the movements of the textile female workers seemed to be chaotic, and the error rate increased a lot, so he had to leave the door with a chuckle.

"Go and call the supervisor of the textile workshop," Hohen said to the child soldier next to him.

Standing in front of the workshop, Hohen looked around aimlessly.

The entire industrial park has a total of only 300 people, and there are four industries: furniture manufacturing, textile processing, alchemy industry and military manufacturing.

Among them, the alchemy industry is mainly the mortar workshop, such as peat production is placed in the foothills where the beastmen are located.

As for furniture manufacturing, it is to produce the most basic furniture for the subjects of the Papal State, that is, tables, chairs, beds, cabinets, doors, windows and floors.

This is a commodity with a large demand, and these four groups of thirty-five carpenters are in short supply from morning till night.

The furniture workshop actually relies on the sawmill built near the Wild Spider Forest, and the furniture workshop is also in short supply for the sawmill.

But according to the sentry post in the Wild Spider Forest, in the past two or three days, two more lumberjacks have been attacked by giant spiders, and if production is to be expanded, I am afraid that they will have to fight with the giant spiders first.

As for military manufacturing, it includes iron smelting, forging and assembling gun heads,orichalcum workshop, and clockwork gun assembly workshop several parts.

The number of people in the military workshop accounts for one-third of the entire industrial park, nearly one hundred people.

"Your Majesty..."

"Hez? What's wrong with your hand?" Hohen was stunned when he saw Hez in front of him with a missing left arm and left eye, "Are you the supervisor of the textile workshop?"

This Hez was one of the first ten household heads, and his status was similar to that of Jeshka Busak at that time.

However, his talent and character are average, and he has repeatedly made mistakes. Now Jeshka has become a high-level officer in the Salvation Army, and Busak has become a bishop. He is still a ten household head, and was promoted after the Battle of Chastity Fort.

"...Um." Hohen didn't know what to say, he stepped forward and patted Hez on the shoulder, "The past is dead, if you can do your job well now, you should be promoted and get a raise."

Hez nodded lightly, but his expression was gray and defeated, and he had less fighting spirit than before.

Seeing him like this, Hohen knew that he had lost his ambition. He probably just wanted to stay in this position and continue to work, not seeking merit but seeking no fault.

Personal choice, he can't interfere, and doesn't have the time and energy to interfere.

"I asked you to make 20 sets of Salvation Army standard military uniforms before, have you made them?"

Hez turned around and waved to the attendant behind him, and soon someone brought over four types of Salvation Army uniforms: super large, large, medium, and small.

Hohen then called a guard and asked him to put it on as a model to try it on.

This kind of military uniform is already very similar to the overcoat of later generations, with a lapel collar, open front, and spindle-shaped buttons.

The hem hangs down to above the knees, and the two wrist-length turn-up long sleeves can adjust the sleeve length.

A red shoulder strap is draped over the left shoulder, which fixes the slanting wide back strap for placing iron sand bullet wood tubes.

The bottom of the khaki linen breeches is firmly tied with leggings, tucking the trousers into long socks and cowhide short boots.

Before long, ten guards had changed into brown-black military uniforms and stood in a row in front of Hohen.

These veteran battalion soldiers were neatly lined up, and their eyes had a fierce aura of killing people, coupled with the black and red color, just standing there made people shudder.

"Damn goats, this is too majestic." Duvaron, who was following Hohen, murmured.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"Not bad." Hohen reached out and touched the fabric of the military uniform. This kind of coarse woolen cloth felt a little rough and heavy, but it was just right for soldiers training in winter and spring.

"How about this, I will allocate 200 people to you, can you produce 4,000 sets in a month and a half?"

"4,000 sets?" Even Hez in a lying flat state was taken aback, "Your Majesty, our daily output is only 10 to 20 sets, and this is on the basis of having ready-made woolen cloth.

Even if we add 200 people, and also bring new textile cloth, at most double it to 40 sets, 45 days can't even make 2,000 sets."

Hohen didn't speak after hearing this, but just took out a patent leather notebook and wrote two strokes: "It doesn't matter, you first try your best to organize production, how to increase production, I will find a way."

After explaining the work matters of the textile female workers to Hez, Hohen put away the patent leather notebook, but out of the corner of his eye he saw several people walking towards the end of the road.

"Okay, the appetizer is finished, it's time to see the main course." Turning around, facing Haimotin and Pasrick, Hohen smiled.