"Then he won't take me on a tour." After the pixy girl Dudong said this, she couldn't wait to take the human girl to the factory. As she walked, she asked the reason, and she criticized and educated her from time to time.

The human girl, who was seven or eight times smaller than herself, was respectful and looked like she was being taught.

Nicole explained with practical actions what it means to be 16 centimeters tall and 18 meters aura.

Zalanda explained on the side: "Miss Nicole's role there is indeed irreplaceable in a short time. She is not only responsible for maintaining the equipment, but is also further improving and debugging. It is said that she is studying a worsted spinning machine. By then, the output

Not only is it higher, the yarn produced is not only thinner, but also stronger."

"That's all the help he can provide. How much help he can provide depends on her." Gavin spread his legs helplessly.

As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts, but I am really not good at that area.

Providing some simple ideas and future directions is the limit of what he can do. The rest is left to professionals like Nicole who are capable and thoughtful in this area.

Zalanda nodded in deep agreement and said, "The same goes for him. The only thing he can do now is to provide her with whatever she needs."

As soon as I stepped into the huge factory building, the rhythmic sound of mechanical impact echoed in my ears. The clicking sound was very rhythmic.

The entire factory is in the shape of a long and narrow strip, because it must rely on water canals as the driving force. More than a dozen huge wood-iron mixing machines are lined up side by side. Countless workers are surrounding it, busy working nervously. Countless fluffy cottons are produced very quickly.

Soon it turned into clean red cotton threads and was rolled into liquid cotton yarn.

If it were placed on the earth, that kind of small and medium-sized enterprises would be larger than a private workshop at best.

But if they are placed in Faerûn, there are definitely very few large-scale factories. They exist across the entire continent, and there are too many of them. Even if they exist, 80% of them are magic factories, not the kind of factories run by ordinary people.

Before Gavin could speak, Zalanda took the initiative to explain: "That factory is definitely a masterpiece that transcends the times. It will have a fatal impact on the entire textile industry. It has eighteen machines and more than a hundred people."

The factory produces enough cotton yarn to support the original work of 20,000 people, working non-stop on moonlit nights.

Because it not only realizes mechanized textiles, but also replaces most of the manpower with water-driven machinery for cleaning debris, removing seeds, and elasticizing cotton. It is completely done, cotton enters the factory, and cotton yarn leaves the factory.”

"Now that the cost has come, I can appropriately increase the purchase price of Yidong cotton. As long as the price comes, the economic blockade of those warlords and nobles will be broken." Even if there is no information-based modernity, I want to do it.

Economic blockade is not an easy task, let alone information transmission.

As long as the temptation to seek profit is strong enough, there will be nothing that businessmen dare not do or cannot do.

"That one is already doing it. The market price of cotton they are now offering is double that of other areas. As early as tomorrow, he has just sent away a wave of envoys from the Saradas family. They condemned them for disrupting the entire

Cotton market." Zalanda sneered, "What is a normal market for cotton? Does it have to be carried out according to the price they set? All profits must be squeezed out of the legs of those farmers? Will he ask to see it?

, apart from condemning that move, they could probably do something outrageous and resentful."

Now Zalanda's mentality is a little different from before Gavin returned.

At that time, even if she had the support of the goddess of strategy behind her, she was still trembling, walking on thin ice, mistreating those warlords and nobles, and it was difficult to be completely tough.

After all, gods are not omnipotent, especially when the livelihood of hundreds of thousands of people is involved, the assistance they can provide is quite limited.

But it's different now. What Gavin brought not only made up for her shortcomings, but even developed into her strengths, her brand new weapons.

Don’t we want to fight an economic war? Let’s first taste the impact of new textile technology.
Chapter completed!