Everyone who missed out last time signed up, and this time no one was thinking of causing trouble anymore.
The registration site was packed with people.
The men could only stand by and watch with envy, since making clothes at home was mostly the responsibility of mothers and wives.
Men who can sew clothes are extremely rare. They might be able to sew a quilt, but making clothes is not the same as sewing a quilt.
The list was finalized quickly.
The total number of people reached 350.
There are only 25 men in total who can make clothes.
The remaining 325 are all women.
Even elderly women participated.
To be precise, ever since the last time I made quilts, I've seen every household carrying back white flour.
This time, everyone who can hold a needle signed up.
Of course, since there are strict quality requirements for making work clothes, a large number of people were eliminated in the final selection. After all, some seven- or eight-year-old girls were dragged by their own mothers to make clothes.
Once the list was finalized, Jiang Tiecheng still required everyone to work together, mainly because the goal of making clothes was to produce results quickly and well.
Even if the women in the family worked themselves to the bone, they couldn't make a single set of clothes in a day.
This is not the age of machines, so it would obviously be very difficult for most people to sew by hand.
Even if each person can make one set a day, the maximum number of sets made in a month would be no more than 10,000.
In three months, that's just over 30,000 units.
There is still a long way to go to reach 50,000 units.
Therefore, Jiang Tiecheng decided to divide the work and cooperate.
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