1855 United States Tycoon

The Seine passes through Paris and continues westward into Eure, where it flows into the turbulent Atlantic Ocean all the year round. Not far from the mouth of the Seine, there is a small town called La Rivière Saint-Sauveur. This is a beautiful town. Looking west from the mounds near the town, when the weather is good, you can see the wide entrance of the Seine into the English Channel.

This is also a peaceful town. The town is very small, with only more than a hundred households, even if it is the elderly, women, children, etc., there are only less than a thousand people. As for adult men, there are only two to three hundred people, so that the people in the small town are quite familiar with each other. When people meet, they can not only call each other's name, but also in many cases, they can also tell each other. Stinky things when I was a kid.

The Seine is a busy river with well-developed transportation and shipping, but it is quite deserted on the pier in this small town. This is because when the river flows here, it is supported by the tide and the speed of the current changes. Very slowly, a large amount of sediment will be deposited. Here the river surface has become very wide, but the depth of the river has become shallow as a result, so that the navigation is affected a bit, but it is not as convenient as the upstream. In addition, there are no prosperous cities nearby, and there are a large number of goods that need to be landed here and transported by land. Naturally, there are a lot fewer people here. So that when the world is constantly changing at an astonishing speed, this small town seems to have been forgotten by the times.

But this silence was quickly broken. A few months ago, a huge pig farm started work near this small town. This is a large-scale pig farm covering an area of ​​more than two hundred acres. According to the plan, when the pig farm is put into use, hundreds of thousands of pigs will be sent to various markets from here every year, and A cannery and a feed factory are also being built not far away.

Of course, a company of this size needs employees, and local residents in small towns are certainly the most convenient source of workers. So the residents of the small town became workers in these factories.

Pig raising is not new to the residents of the small town. Isn’t it just raising pigs? Put it in the pigpen, and when it's time for the children to pick up some hogweed and throw it in the pigpen. Or what kind of sweet potato vines, rotten vegetable leaves, etc. Who has never raised pigs?

However, the method of raising pigs in this company called the "Seine Pig Farm" is completely different from that familiar to the residents of the small town. Before I officially go to work, I actually have to carry out the so-called "technology job training", isn't it just raising a pig? As for?

But now that you have taken the money from others, you have to submit to them. So although workers disagree with "technology job training", they still have to listen honestly.

Argon walked into the temporary classroom for "technology position" training. According to the arrangement, he will be responsible for feeding the pigs in the future. His neighbor Farat is also responsible for feeding the pigs just like him.

"Farat, why do you say that these people in the city are so boring? Isn't it just raising pigs? Isn't it enough to feed the pigs on time? What more training? Is it necessary to learn such simple things?"

"Argon, they are the boss. If you want to do what you want, you can just do it honestly?" Farat didn't have so many doubts, and he sat down on the chair honestly, with a pair of calluses. Crossed his hands on the table in front of him.

At this time, the door of the classroom opened, and a young man in a white coat walked in. He walked directly to the front podium and started the first class.

"Hello everyone, my name is Matt, and I am your skill training teacher. I am responsible for teaching you some technology requirements for feeding pigs..."

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"Argon! What are you doing!" Supervisor Sergey cursed, "Is it this way to wash your hands? Is it this way? Did you fall asleep during the training? Didn't you learn the rules? Damn idiot! Farat! Come over and show him, let him open his eyes and learn!"

"I know what to do." Argon mumbled disapprovingly. "Isn't it just the'seven-step handwashing'? What is'wet hands with running water, apply soap, palms facing each other, and fingers together and rubbing each other'? Is it so troublesome to wash your hands? Besides, my hands are very clean."

"Damn it! I'm telling you, Argon! If you don't want to do it anymore, go home by yourself! Don't bother me! If the guys above see you washing your hands like this, I will be expelled with you! Don't hurry up and wash it again!" Sergey roared.

Sergey and Argonne are neighbours. Because they performed well in the previous training, they were promoted to be a small supervisor, responsible for supervising the various disinfection of the workers before entering the breeding area. This job seemed simple, and the income was higher than that of ordinary workers, but when it was really done, Sergey discovered that this job is not easy. Because the farmers didn’t put the process taught in the training to put in one’s eyes, and often be lazy to do a few less actions, such as the seven-step hand-washing method. Many guys didn’t even do the first step at the beginning.

Sergey didn’t want to scold anyone, but just two days ago, an employee was be lazy while washing his hands. The neighbor who was a supervisor turned a blind eye. As a result, he was discovered by the manager above and the two were fired together. . So Sergey also had to make a face of his neighbor.

"All right, Sergey, I'll have to go and wash again." Argon replied reluctantly.

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"Mr. Luther, I said long ago, don't directly recruit workers from local farmers for cheap. Our pig farm is not a farm, it is a factory! We should go directly to the workers' quarters of Paris to recruit workers, not here. Locally recruit those farmers! Those guys lack the basic skills to be workers. They don’t know how to observe discipline at all! This will seriously reduce our efficiency and cause cost ascending!" The factory’s technology director and a joint venturer 'S representative George is speaking to the farm chief Luther in a not fluent French.

"I am not to blame." Luther replied, "This farm is placed here by the people above you who chose it yourself. At the beginning, I hoped to set up a factory near Paris."

"The land price in Paris is not cheap, besides, it is closer to the grain-producing areas, and the freight is relatively cheap." George said.

"But you want Paris workers to come to work in such a country? Then they won't be willing. You have to know that as long as a Frenchman enters Paris, he will die and he will not go to another province. Unless you want to Give more money." Luther explained.

"That won't work!" George immediately denied the proposal. "We are here to make money, not to do charity! If the conventional teaching can't make them obedient, then use the whip to teach them to obey! Is it your nursery team? Furnishings? Don’t stop them as soon as you find that they have violated the rules in the future, but wait for them to violate the rules and let them touch the feed or something, then catch them, beat them, and let them compensate for their losses! In addition, we must find a way to divide them. A factory where the workers are all from the same township. This is too troublesome. Send some people to the feed factory and meat processing factory, and transfer some workers from other regions from there. Those farmers are a role model. I don’t believe that while they watch people get their full wages, they will continue to be deducted from their wages, even to the extent that they owe them, and they don’t have a long memory."

"Okay, let's try it like this."

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