That morning, after playing several pieces for the True Creator as usual, Sno returned home. He went through the letters he had taken from the mailbox one by one before finally checking on Mr. Glory's progress.
Mr. Glory's strike had been highly successful. Surprisingly, he had won the workers a ten-hour workday and wages sufficient for an ordinary worker to support a family. Though there was still quite a gap before reaching an eight-hour workday and two days off per week, such conditions were undoubtedly exceptionally generous for sweatshops of this era.
Or rather, if they wanted anything better, changing only a few factories was impossible. That would raise those factories' costs to an unacceptable level. Even if the capitalists reluctantly accepted the terms, the factories would go bankrupt due to their lack of competitiveness.
Having obtained such knowledge from the Great Existence, Mr. Glory naturally would not drain the pond to catch the fish. He chose an option within the capitalists' range of acceptance, then prepared to spread the fruits of the revolution. He opened night classes to teach relevant knowledge to aspiring young people, while continuing during the day to visit other factory districts and dock areas, trying to make the ten-hour workday a benefit all workers deserved.
Only then, once the costs of all factories had been leveled again, would workers have the possibility of continuing to fight for their own interests.
Interestingly, during this process, those capitalists who had previously been forced by the strike to renegotiate contracts with their workers became the driving force behind the matter.
They could not be the only ones taking losses?
That was certainly part of the reason, but profit was the greater concern.
Only once the other factories became like theirs could they raise product prices to make up