Two days later in the early morning.
The sky started to drizzle, making the already cold winter even more bone-chilling.
Standing on the balcony, Lynn glanced at the density of the rain outside the window.
Minus two degrees, plus the rain that can soak a person through in about half an hour, the whole body would be frozen stiff.
Lynn directly ordered the guards to issue a command.
Wait for the rain to stop, then proceed with outdoor labor.
The development of the territory is indeed somewhat urgent, but compared to a large number of townsmen getting sick or injured, which would cause the territoryâs posts to be completely paralyzed and unable to develop later,
he would rather keep these townsmen in the town.
However.
Resting is certainly out of the question.
The nine-to-five work schedule is enough to keep them excited.
Lynn reassigned all the townsmen who needed to work outdoors to the various workshops.
Now every workshop is rushing production, which happens to make up for the labor shortage in the short term.
Retracting his gaze, Lynn stepped towards the first floor of the hall.
As he arrived at the entrance of the castle, Red somehow fetched two black hooded cloaks and draped them over him.
Red placed the hood on Lynnâs head and reminded him, "Master, itâs raining a bit."
Smelling the faint oily scent on the hooded cloak, Lynn responded.
"Alright."
Fully dressed, Lynn stepped out of the castle.
Red, also wearing a hooded cloak, closely followed behind.
A little while later.
Lynn arrived at the Handicraft Workshop District.
Entering the textile workshop, there were at least three to four hundred townsmen inside!
Former textile workers plus one or two hundred people assigned here due to the rain...
Although it seemed a bit crowded, under Yiminiâs arrangement, they were working in an orderly fashion.
They wouldnât use the spinning wheel, so Yimini had them perform transportation tasks or assist the textile workers.
Yimini, who was patrolling the workshop, saw Lynn at the door and quickly stepped up to greet him.
Reaching Lynnâs side, Yimini bent slightly and respectfully called, "Master."
Lynn nodded, "Has the linen cloth and coarse wool been utilized?"
Yimini didnât hesitate, "Itâs about seventy to eighty percent done; according to your instructions, Master, the two thousand sets of coarse wool robes that were finished first have already been handed over to Steward Kuisi and distributed to the townsmen."
"The linen cloth and coarse wool bedding are also about to be completed."
"Iâve estimated that it should meet the demand for bedding for about seven thousand people."
Lynn gave Yimini a satisfied glance, "Well done."
Yimini showed a slight smile, "Master, you flatter me."
Lynn continued, "After this batch of bedding is completed, the working direction of the textile workshop will change. Did the new Rachel tell you?"
As he spoke, Lynnâs gaze shifted to look behind Yimini.
Rachel was striding quickly towards them.
Noticing Lynnâs gaze, Yimini turned slightly and took a look.
Seeing it was Rachel, Yimini replied, "Master, Rachel told me that during the idle time in the textile workshop, they will do the weaving of armor plates."
At this moment, Rachel happened to reach Yiminiâs side; she didnât interrupt Yimini but bowed to show respect.
Lynn responded, "Right, later the textile workshop needs to do the weaving of armor plates. As for the specifics, Deputy Rachel will assist you."
Both Yimini and Rachel bowed and answered, "Yes, Master."
Lynn, with the two following him, took a tour around the textile workshop before stepping out.
Walking on the red brick road in the workshop district, because of the rain, there were few silhouettes on the street.
Even if there were, they were hurriedly passing townsmen.
After all, it was simply too cold.
A few minutes later.
Lynn arrived at the Blacksmith Workshop, with at least eight to nine hundred people across the three workshops!
Seeing Ehrelo standing on a workbench, loudly assigning tasks to the townsmen, which made his face red and neck bulge,
Lynn couldnât help but shake his head.
Lynn and Redâs different attire naturally immediately caught Ehreloâs attention.
He leaped off the workbench and came to Lynnâs side, calling, "Master."
Seeing Ehrelo panting slightly, Lynn spoke, "It seems the Blacksmith Workshop doesnât need this much labor force."
Ehreloâs eyebrows instantly twitched, and he quickly spoke, "Master, how could it be unnecessary?"
"Even if these people donât have the slightest forging skills, even if they are just temporarily helping, they can still improve the workshopâs production efficiency!"
"They can completely help us transport anthracite, transport iron ore, and if not, sweeping the workshop clean isnât bad either!"
Lynn shifted the topic, "The armor production in the Blacksmith Workshop needs some changes."
Ehreloâs expression became serious, waiting for Lynnâs instructions.
Lynn continued, "The performance of the standard plate armor is not very good, with obvious drawbacks."
Ehrelo nodded.
Although he hadnât worn standard plate armor, each plate armor component was forged by blacksmiths.
He naturally knew at least the pros and cons of standard plate armor.
"Standard plate armor, except for the chest armor which is cast using a sand box, the other components are all woven together with iron plates."
"Simply put, itâs a combination of plate armor and padded armor."
Ehreloâs eyebrows slightly raised, "A combination of plate armor and padded armor?"
"Master, if itâs just a single casting of the chest plate and forging of padded armor iron plates, it will surely greatly improve the Blacksmith Workshopâs work efficiency."