Chapter 567: Chapter 567 - 341: Factory and Training

The steam engine hummed softly, the furnace was not yet fully heated, eight weaving machines lined up in the workshop, and the air carried the scent of coal ash and lubricant.Dozens of craftsmen had already lined up neatly, standing in the spacious and bright weaving workshop.They all wore uniform gray-blue artisan robes, with the sun emblem of Red Tide sewn on the hems.Some looked excited, some looked around frequently, and some couldn't help but clench their hands."The Lord is here!" someone whispered.In an instant, the gaze of the entire factory turned towards the entrance.The next moment, the doors opened, and Louis walked in, wearing a gray casual garment with the sun emblem of Red Tide pinned to his chest.There was no pomp, only Bradley and Hamilton accompanied him, along with a few knights.No one had trained the workers on how to welcome, but the applause burst out naturally like a flood.Like waves, it passed from the front row to the back, then back to the front."Welcome, Lord!" someone shouted."It is Lord Louis!" an elderly artisan's eyes turned red, his voice choked with emotion.He raised his hand to signal for silence, but the applause burst out again, more enthusiastically than before.Louis did not adopt a majestic demeanor, he just smiled, a hint of helplessness in his wry smile.The next second, he slowly raised his hand, a slight ripple of magic power spreading out with his voice, sweeping through the factory like a gentle breeze: "I know you are very excited, I am too."The voice clearly reached everyone's ears, and only then did the applause gradually stop.He looked around, observing the rough yet determined faces, and his tone softened somewhat."Many of you, I remember. The first year, the second year, even when Red Tide City had no outer wall, you were there.Some started by moving stones, transporting materials in the wind and snow; some fired bricks and built tiles, working fourteen hours a day; some slept in the workshop for three months, just to calibrate the first batch of gears to precision.You paved roads, built aqueducts, installed fireplaces, and endured food shortages and winter work stoppages.Red Tide has what it has today not because of me, but because you supported this city."The factory was silent, the workers no longer applauded, instead their eyes reddened, subconsciously straightening their backs."And now, what I want you to do is weaving."Louis's tone suddenly tightened a bit, his eyes burning: "But it's not for clothes. He paused for a moment: "The wages and benefits here are among the best in Red Tide, and your status will rise along with your craftsmanship.I hope that in three months, the first batch of fabric for export can be woven here.