Chapter 170 A Deeply Scheming Mind That Raised You into This Thousand-Year-Old Demon...
Sun Qingyuan and three others began their technical exchange life at Feiyan Textile Factory.
Sun Qingyuan, Rong Zhijian, and Liao Yumei, the three of them, got together to improve and upgrade the existing machinery and equipment at Feiyan Textile Factory.
Sun Qingyuan exclaimed in surprise, "Your factory has a good foundation, and the workers are skilled too."
"Of course, we used to make high-count yarn."
Ordinary cotton mills have rough technology, and most of their cotton is medium and short-count cotton. They don't have much experience in processing long filaments, so their techniques are crude. In contrast, Feiyan Textile Factory has become very skilled in producing high-count yarn, and its workers are more meticulous.
In addition, since Feiyan Textile Factory had mostly new workers, Qin Xiangxiang implemented a policy of reporting errors by holding up signs from the beginning. As a result, the workers did not adopt the habit of the older workers banging on the machines, and everyone was relatively civilized in their production.
The type of factory manager determines the type of employees they produce. Most workers are trained to be patient and meticulous, and they are not overly rushed in their work.
Poplin is prone to defects when rushed, and defects are truly heartbreaking. Feiyan Textile Factory and silk mills have similar logic. Because textiles are precious, they emphasize avoiding defects more than rushing production, unlike ordinary cotton mills.
"The workers are very meticulous." Sun Qingyuan nodded. Only now did he realize that the situation was not so dire. The employees of Feiyan Textile Factory were of good quality, and the machines were also of good quality, much better than he had imagined.
"Your factory's technology doesn't match its rudimentary appearance. No wonder you can get millions of dollars in foreign trade orders."
Quality Inspector Rong: "Sigh, it's all because this factory is newly built and its facilities are incomplete."
“We brought a twisting machine, as well as some heddles, reeds… Silk processing is different from cotton processing; it requires spinning and twisting…” After visiting the existing equipment at Feiyan Textile Factory, Sun Qingyuan’s expression relaxed considerably. He began to introduce the obsolete equipment he and his team had brought to the people at Feiyan Textile Factory, such as the twisting machine.
He also introduced the silk craftsmanship to several master craftsmen and workers.
Including subsequent steps such as degumming, dyeing, and sand washing, Sun Qingyuan, being an academic, has a very solid grasp of these essential knowledge points.
Sun Qingyuan smiled slightly: "Don't underestimate me just because I'm a cultured person. I'm being polite first and then tough on you. I'm extremely picky about data, so don't give up once I get serious."
Rong, the quality inspector, raised her eyebrows and whispered to Master Liao, "I want to see just how strict and annoying this guy is. Let my daughter-in-law come and meet him. Is there anyone more nitpicky than me?"
Master Liao: "..."
After making those harsh remarks, Sun Qingyuan took the workers to debug the equipment, torturing them to the point of near death in the name of so-called accuracy.
However, Sun Qingyuan discovered that the workers at Feiyan Textile Factory were quite patient.
"This technician, Mr. Sun, is quite capable, isn't he?"
"At least this technician, Mr. Sun, presented the facts and data."
"Yes, unlike Master Rong, it's all about feel."
Sun Qingyuan: "???"
He discovered that he was actually receiving positive feedback at Feiyan Textile Factory.
Yang Qian, on the other hand, discussed silk production and processing techniques with Yang Zhixia and "Dream Dadan" and others.
Yang Qian said incredulously, "Your textile factory has so many natural dyes, madder... all this madder..."
Yang Qian is a descendant of the Suzhou Textile Bureau. She doesn't like chemical dyes and has a special fondness for traditional natural dyes. At Feiyan Textile Factory, she actually saw many natural dyes that she was familiar with.
Qin Xiangxiang followed Yang Qian and listened to her introduce the traditional silk weaving techniques, and also heard many historical stories.
Yang Qian's family has a long history and possesses many ancient secret recipes. For example, her family has many unique plant-dyed silk techniques and hammering techniques, etc.
After introducing the characteristics of silk, Yang Qian arrogantly said, "Chemical fibers can never imitate the characteristics of silk."
"No matter how similar they look, they're still fake!"
Research on imitation silk began in China in the early 1960s. The first generation mainly imitated the appearance of mulberry silk, including high-twist and false-twist processing techniques, as well as products with alkali reduction treatment. The second generation thoroughly pursued the style of silk and "cationic dyeable polyester" emerged.
Although Yang Qian said she absolutely did not approve of "simulated silk technology," there is an old saying—the one who knows you best is often your enemy.
Yang Qian dislikes imitation silk, but she is very familiar with the current technological research progress of imitation silk.
In the past, imitation silk polyester was made by reducing the amount of alkali used to mimic the appearance of real silk.
The third generation of research began in 1973, exploring the development of fine denier yarn and blended fiber technology.
"Technician Yang, I completely agree with you. I think imitation silk can never compare to real mulberry silk!" Qin Xiangxiang sincerely praised Yang Qian. She thought to herself, if you had money, who wouldn't want to wear real silk clothes? You can wear them twice and then throw them away. What are the problems with real silk?
The only downside to silk is that it's expensive!
Yang Qian noticed Qin Xiangxiang's expression and realized that the other person's words were extremely sincere, which made her feel comfortable.
"Of course, silk has many advantages."
Qin Xiangxiang sincerely said, "Technician Yang, no matter how much you talk, it's better to let us try it ourselves. I haven't worn many silk clothes yet. I hope to wear silk clothes made by you personally, Technician Yang, so that I can personally experience the wonders of silk."
Yang Qian was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, as the factory director, you should experience it firsthand."
Qin Xiangxiang revealed a victorious smile.
Su Huihong, a veteran skilled worker, was always laughing and joking around the Feiyan Textile Factory. She was always ready to help when there were problems with the process, and she preferred to wander around the factory.
"You even dug an air-raid shelter here? To prepare for typhoons? Isn't it damp down there?"
"Oh, is that the arts and literature room over there?"
"Your factory hospital was only recently completed, wasn't it?"
...
Su Huihong wandered around aimlessly, while Xue Xiaochuan became enamored with the canteen of Feiyan Textile Factory, finding breakfast, lunch, and dinner delicious.
"Wow, this braised meat smells amazing!" Xue Xiaochuan touched his nose. "This is the best cafeteria food I've ever eaten in my life."
"The chicken bone noodles and shredded chicken noodles here are both delicious."
"The soup made by the master chef using bean sprouts is really delicious."
Xue Xiaochuan: "The borscht here is just as good as the borscht in Shanghai's canteens!"
As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for people. After eating in the canteen at Feiyan Textile Factory every day, the naive Xue Xiaochuan began to think that staying at Feiyan Textile Factory was not a bad idea.
"Sister Su, I won't be the only one left at Feiyan Textile Factory in the end, will I?" Xue Xiaochuan seemed to have already accepted this reality. "I heard they're renovating the arts rehearsal hall with spruce wood, and they're also going to hire someone to make musical instruments. In the future, the children of the employees can learn piano and violin for free..."
"Actually, staying here isn't so bad."
Su Huihong: "??????"
Chen Shulan calculated the days and called Qin Xiangxiang, "Daughter, how is it?"
"Mom, you really are my mom! All the things you send are excellent employees." Qin Xiangxiang was very excited because she had finally received the silk pajamas she wanted.
Hehehe ah ah ho ho hehe! ! !
Get it for free.
The silk pajamas in her hands were called experimental items, and she was the tester who experienced the silk clothing.
Take him home tonight, and go back to study him carefully with that deadbeat man, and experience it firsthand... to spend a wonderful night.
Chen Shulan was dumbfounded: "Outstanding employee? Yang Qian admitted to using imitation silk? She taught you how to make imitation silk? Don't let her old-fashioned and conservative nature fool you, she's actually the one who knows the most about imitation silk technology, and you found out?"
Qin Xiangxiang: "Huh?!?!"
Would you call this a ruthless person self-destructing?
Chen Shulan: "What are you 'ah'ing about? What are you getting so excited about over there? Have you guys figured out the technology?"
Qin Xiangxiang clutched her silk pajamas, feeling a little guilty. It seemed that she, the lazy factory manager, was completely different from Chen Shulan, who was more concerned about the research progress than anyone else.
"Oh... this is still under research." Qin Xiangxiang had been slacking off comfortably. Now that she was familiar with the silkworm silk process and the imitation silk process, she was going to just copy the answer and try it out.
A small test of a military-grade improved formula!
Chen Shulan asked doubtfully, "Really?"
"Uh-huh."
Chen Shulan: "The Autumn Canton Fair is coming soon. What new technologies has your factory prepared?"
Qin Xiangxiang: "Does our factory still accept foreign exchange orders?"
Feiyan Textile Factory no longer has suitable cotton to make poplin shirts; at most, it can only make some wave yarn. I guess many silk printing factories have also learned the Mawangdui patterns.
She didn't feel in a hurry. Her factory had already completed enough foreign exchange orders this year, not to mention that they had also completed a batch of sandal orders. They were already the leading foreign exchange earners in the province, so it was time to take a break.
Besides, doesn't research on imitation silk and silk blending technology take time?
"You're still pretending with me. Is there a secret in your factory? You scheming little girl."
Qin Xiangxiang: "Huh?!"
"You sounded so excited on the phone just now, why are you pretending now? If it weren't for a technological breakthrough, what would you be so excited about?"
Qin Xiangxiang was dumbfounded: "This... I... actually..."
She held the silk nightgown in her hand, finding it difficult to speak.
Chen Shulan: "My daughter is indeed very shrewd and meticulous. You are a rare example of maturity for a young person like you."
"You're only in your twenties, right? I'm really curious what your mother looks like, raising you to look like a thousand-year-old witch."
“A hothead like Xue Xiaochuan can’t keep a secret at all.”
Qin Xiangxiang: "..."
But I didn't hide anything at all.
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