Bringing System to Great Tang

Chapter 653: Return of the new technology of the dock (second more)

"Anchor! Throw the rope, set the pile."

At Bashui Wharf, a large ship docked. Accompanied by shouts, the ship anchored, the rope was thrown onto the shore, and the people on the shore were trapped on the piles.

The springboard immediately hit the dock and the boat gang, and people in canvas waistcoats, canvas cropped trousers and cloth shoes rushed up.

The hoodie slung on the shoulders, the things fell on the shoulders, and they ran over again on the trembling springboard.

This time they didn't run directly ashore, and put the goods on the flatbed trucks one by one from the pier.

Put a pile, the rope hanging on the flatbed was untied, and the wheels under the flatbed were stuck on two wooden tracks, sliding from the deliberately made **** to the shore.

There are fewer people coming and going from the dock to the shore, and there is no need to avoid people frequently when moving goods back and forth.

The cargo on the flatbed truck is loaded onto other vehicles, or the flatbed truck is directly pushed to the warehouse on the shore of the terminal.

The track stretched to there, and when one flatbed truck entered, another flatbed truck was pulled out.

After walking back and forth, the flatbed truck went to the dock again.

There is another track exit in the warehouse, and flatbed trucks need to be used to move the goods out.

The same is a back and forth, elliptical orbit.

"A good way, a good mind, yes, a good mind." A man in a third-grade official uniform stood on the dock, admiring.

"Song Shangshu, the proprietor has always been like this. He will always find a way to facilitate other people's work." This person's attendant said with a smile.

"If you want to call him Doctor Li, even if you say the proprietor, it should be the proprietor of Bashui Zhuangzi. How can the people next to Song Jing not understand the rules?"

The person claiming to be Song Jing sank his face and reprimanded the court's attendants.

"I know Song Shangshu." The attendant lowered his head and replied boredly.

Song Jing said to his classmates, and stepped towards the place where the crowd gathered. On the shore, a group of people got together and didn't know what they were doing.

"This is a shelf with a gentle slope. The flatbed truck coming from the pier can be mounted on the shelf under the influence of inertia. The height of the shelf is parallel to other vehicles, and a board is enough to carry the goods."

When Song Jing arrived, a young man wearing a big trousers and a big vest was telling the craftsmen that he was holding drawings.

"Okay, let's give it a try, Donglin, you know how to design and draw now, congratulations." A craftsman agreed.

They started making wooden shelves on site, each with a toolbox.

It didn't take long for a shelf with a gentle **** to be completed and docked with the track.

The wooden board on the other end is smooth, and the height of the cart is different from that of the cart, and there is an additional set of adjustable wooden supports.

If the car is high, the brace will be supported by a short one, which can bear it back.

The car is low, naturally the high brace breaks down.

As a result, the loading speed is also faster.

"Yeah! This method is also good." Song Jing saw the efficiency of Lijiazhuangzi. The craftsmen wore clothes marked by Lijiazhuangzi.

The word Ba on the chest of the clothes is the most conspicuous. The word Ba is as long as Bashui, but it only represents one place.

Song Jing felt that Li's Zhuangzi was a little overbearing, and the name of a village was crowned by the name of a water.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything. Only three days after he came back, all he heard was the voice of Bashui Lijiazhuangzi.

When he said something, everyone looked at him.

Fundamentally take one step forward: "This is my family Song Shangshu, whose name is Jing Jing, the Ministry of Punishment."

Everyone nodded, and continued to study the gentle slope. The book is still the book, it has nothing to do with us.

Song Jing: "..."

He finally admitted that what Yao Chong and others said was correct.

Yao Chong and others once said that the dealers of Lijiazhuangzi had no respect for officials, and the dealers believed that the proprietor’s officials were old enough, and he followed the second grade.

So Shangshu is the third grade, obviously small!

Zhao Donglin, who had just drawn the picture, took a close look at Song Jing, slowly moved out, and ran towards Zhuangzi.

"Proprietor, Song Jing, the newly appointed Minister of Criminal Affairs, is at the dock." Zhao Donglin reported.

"Song Jing? Ah, yes, he should have come back from Guangzhou. It's time for Lao Yao to go down, and finally help Lao Yao once. His personal morals are not good, but his ability is good."

Li Yi smiled upon hearing Song Jing's name.

He leaned forward to Zhao Donglin, whispered a few words, and waved in Zhao Donglin's surprised eyes.

Zhao Donglin left to arrange things.

He has never been an official, studying with Li Yi in Zhuangzi, and at the same time in charge of the affairs of 41 students in 20 counties.

Two quarters of an hour later, there were many more people at the pier, wearing a variety of clothes.

"Lijiazhuangzi established a litigation auxiliary fund. Some people have grievances, and the litigant cannot be found to help with the lawsuit. The Lijiazhuangzi Fund is responsible.

This is the first time the fund lottery is issued. As long as ten dollars, you can draw the prize once and you may win the jackpot. "

When the team of Lijiazhuangzi arrived, Song De was in charge of yelling, and there was a box in his hand.

The team had been in front of Song Jing, stopped, and Song De held the box and set it up.

"As long as you give ten dollars, you can reach into the box and grab a note, and write the prize on the note. Some are worth only one dollar, and some may be worth ten thousand dollars. It's all luck.

Lijiazhuangzi will release one thousand boxes, each with two thousand notes. "

Song De shouted again, looking around.

Song Jing frowned. He thought it might be a lie. If the box was filled with notes of one dollar, others would lose nine dollars for one purchase.

He couldn't help it, and asked Song De, "How can I know if you have more money in your box?"

"My Bashui Lijiazhuangzi said yes, and there is no. Besides, the money will be used to file complaints by the people of Chang'an for the time being."

Song De stood tall, and let Song Jing look at the character'Ba' on his chest. It was so tyrannical.

"Yes, Guan Song has come out, he said yes, who would dare not believe it?"

"There are still people who question the Li Family Zhuangzi, ha, who is the proprietor?"

"This official is newly transferred from another place, he doesn't understand anything."

"The proprietor of Lijiazhuang in Bashui farts, it's all a pit."

"Those pants shouldn't be broken?"

"Take off your pants and fart."

"Why are you swearing?"

Amidst the noise, a person stood up: "I'll give ten dollars, and see what I can touch?"

He handed it a five-cash exchange voucher, one two-cash and three one-cash.

Song De took it, and let the other party put his hand in the box.

This person waited more than ten breaths before he took out his hand, opened his hand, and there was a folded note in his palm.

He unfolded, looked around, and handed it to Song Jing: "I can't read, you can help me see, you are an official."

Song Jing glanced curiously, and read: "a piece of soap."

"Great, Lijiazhuang's soap now costs two hundred dollars a piece. Does anyone want it? I will sell it for one hundred and fifty dollars."

The person who touched the prize jumped up with joy, shouting loudly to sell soap.

"I'll come here. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Another person stepped forward, gave money and reached in, this time quickly, took out a folded note, and handed it to Song Jing as well.

Song Jingnian: "Ten pieces of fermented bean curd."

"Oh! I thought it was soap, Lijiazhuang's fermented bean curd costs only 20 yuan for ten yuan, okay, take it home to eat." This person looked unhappy.

The rest of the dock workers and people passing by were tempted, and neither of them compensated.

They wanted to pay for the prize, but suddenly they found that someone around them was shaking their heads at themselves.

When they were about to get angry, the person shaking their head lifted or untied the clothes outside, revealing the word "Ba" inside.

These people nodded, got it.

"Don't leave in a hurry for a while. I'll give you a bar of soap. You will have a share." The dealers said to the people who were blocked.

Those people all smiled, okay, you can get soap when watching the excitement.

(End of this chapter)