The two nouns mentioned by Lin En made Raphael and others frown. They could barely understand what the other party wanted to express, but they couldn't understand why three people could make a musket within a month.

Without magic, it would take more time just to polish and make the buttstock and barrel.

"Lydiya, if I ask you to teach an ordinary craftsman all the techniques to make a musket, how long will it take?" Lynn asked.

"Maybe seven or eight days? No, it will take at least half a month!" Lydia said hesitantly. If she wanted to teach the other party, she had to guide him through the production process and familiarize him with the process.

Even so, the other party may not be able to learn it quickly and produce it independently.

After all, not everyone can be like her, who can look at the drawing and replicate it the first time.

Thinking of this, Lydia puffed out her chest with pride.

"What if I only need him to learn how to make a flint or a trigger?" Lynn asked with a smile.

"Two or three hours at most!" Lydia hesitated. These two things were not difficult to make. Even the dumbest craftsman should be able to learn how to make them in three hours.

"Then why don't we just separate the parts of the musket, find a group of people to make the barrel, another group to make the stock, and another group to make the parts, and finally put them together. Wouldn't that be simple and easy?"

Just as Lydia said, it takes at least half a month to teach someone how to make a whole musket, but it only takes a few hours for them to learn how to make one of the parts, which greatly reduces the difficulty of training a qualified craftsman.

This is also the concept of modern industry, dividing the work into several steps, and having a group of people complete one of the steps individually. The finer the division of labor, the higher the level of specialization.

Using this method, a group of skilled workers can be trained in a very short time, because they only have to do one thing every day, and they will naturally become proficient as practice makes perfect.

Is this still possible? Lidya was completely stunned. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put it into words.

"Wait, Dean Lin, if we separate all the production processes, what if the things we make can't be put together?" Philip couldn't help but ask.

You have to know that there are thousands of craftsmen. If you ask them to make different things, wouldn't it make things a mess? For example, one person makes a bigger gun barrel, and another person makes a smaller flint spring...

Don't underestimate such a tiny difference. Even if you force them together on a musket, there is still a risk of the barrel exploding.

"That's why we need to standardize and establish relevant standards!" Lin En said again. "For example, for a gun barrel, we specify its length and diameter, and then determine the tolerance. Only those that meet this standard are finished products. In this way, anyone who makes a gun barrel can install it on a musket, and the same goes for other parts."

Although this approach is a bit troublesome at first, the benefits later are obvious. Even if a part of the musket is broken, you can directly find materials to replace it. Each worker will only know the process of his own production, thus preventing the production method from being spread.

After listening to Lynn's explanation, Philip and others suddenly felt their eyes light up, and they quickly understood the advantages of division of labor and establishing relevant standards. They also wondered whether such methods could be extended to other places, such as for the production of some alchemical items.

"Orlando, let the Magic Daily release two pieces of news tomorrow. First, Yieta is going to build a flintlock workshop and recruit 1,500 workers. Second, I plan to establish a musket team, and the target will be set at 3,000 people." Lynn returned the musket in his hand to Lydia and said to Orlando beside him.

"But, Lord Lin, this will require the recruitment of another 4,500 people. What about farming and fishing this year?" Orlando said hesitantly. Together with the previous glass, paper and textile workshops, this would already be over 10,000 people.

The entire Yieta seaport has a total population of no more than 50,000 people, which means that one-fifth of the people will be separated from their original production tasks.

Not to mention that this is just a preliminary plan. Following this trend, Orlando has no doubt that in a few months, everyone in the city will be working for the city lord.

"So you have to work harder during this period. Use the internal combustion engine technology to develop some alchemical instruments that can automatically farm, sow, and harvest. This way, even if most people leave the land, it will not affect food production." Lin En said confidently. He had naturally planned for this a long time ago.

"Ah?" Orlando was completely dumbfounded.

Philip and the others also looked at Lynn with strange expressions.

The alchemical internal combustion engine is a magical treasure, but you actually used it to plow the land?

Moreover, if there were alchemical equipment that could automatically cultivate, sow, and harvest, what would the poor need to do? This is probably just a dream...

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In the evening, in a village not far from the capital of Hadrata, an invisible airship landed silently in a manor.

This is one of the bases William established outside the royal capital to facilitate the storage and transportation of goods.

After settling Lord and others and telling them not to run around, Cody took only a few trusted people and rode into the city alone in a carriage, where he was soon received.

William, a short and fat man, was sitting on a large chair in the secret room. His face, covered with fat, looked a little distorted, and his eyes were squinted.

"What happened, Cody? You better not tell me something went wrong with the trade this year..."

William was very clear about the time of leaving and returning to the port each time. Normally, it would take at least forty days to complete a sea trade. But now, only half a month had passed and Cody was back, which made him have some bad guesses.

"Reporting to the lord, the trade this year is very smooth. We have brought a batch of new goods from Yieta, something called glass and paper." Cody said excitedly, and then as if he remembered something, he hurriedly added.

"By the way, my lord, the one currently in charge of the Yieta Harbor is a very young male wizard. It is said that Master Hellram has unfortunately died while dealing with a civil strife."

"What did you say? Helram is dead..." William's expression changed, and he stood up from his seat. The fat around his body shook continuously, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

(End of this chapter)