The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Zhu Hou Zhao smiled very happy.

Is it still human if you have money?

These days weaving clothes, this hand is almost weaving waste.

He couldn't help saying: "How much a catty of this yarn is he planning to sell?"

Fang Jifan said: "It's much cheaper than Pizi. We are mass-produced. The cost of manpower is low. At the time of acquisition, because of the large scale, the price is much lower than that of ordinary people. The wool thread is 80%. Jin, so, an ordinary person woven it out, but only need two catty wool, a garment, one hundred and sixty, this is comparable to leather clothing, and even not much different than the price of many cloths. "

"So cheap?" Zhu Houzhao stunned.

"This is the benefit of scale. The larger the scale, the lower the cost, and the continuous production of our textile machinery, all we need is rapid shipment, and then purchase a large amount of raw materials, a pound of wool, even if it is to earn three or five The net profit of the article is enough. The most important thing is the shipment. "

"Of course, what's the point of buying and selling in the township government if it's just making money? You have to have a good reputation. This reputation and signboard are often more valuable than silver. Let's talk about Your Royal Highness. Your Royal Highness' reputation is bad and badly needed. To improve, instead of raising the price, selling less, selling more a pound of thread. It is better to rely on quantity and scale to earn. After all, this spinning method will be learned by someone sooner or later. This is not a secret recipe. The government wants to take the lead, relying on the scale of good quality and low price. Furthermore, if the price is not expensive, everyone has something to warm, are they still grateful to His Highness in their hearts? "

Zhu Houzhao nodded and nodded: "You said what to do, what should we do tomorrow? Let's go to sell sweaters?"

"It's not a sale, it's a display." Fang Jifan smiled: "The purpose of the display is wool."

Zhu Houzhao nodded his head and said: "Also, later, bring a few catties of wool back to the palace. The palace has to weave clothes for the sister and mother and the great-grandmother. Other people woven, and the palace feels that they are not well woven. It ’s too bad, the needles are uneven, and this palace needs to be done by hand. ”

Zhu Houzhao seemed very satisfied. The striped wool like a prisoner's jacket was worn on the body. It was very warm and gradually, and he got used to it, feeling that his body began to adapt, and the discomfort began to disappear: "Fine, tomorrow ... You go to sell ready-made clothes. "

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Zhu Houzhao is dreaming of getting rich. He is too eager to earn money. Perhaps for him, the amount of money is not important, but what is important is that he urgently needs to prove himself to others.

Of course you, he still needs a lot of big things to do, which is also very expensive.

As for Fang Jifan, after parting ways with Zhu Houzhao, Meizizi went to the workshop at the southern foot of the West Mountain. ..

Workshop is newly built.

Produced seven or eight textile machines. Dozens of trained craftsmen have started production. Right now is the beginning. Fang Jifan does not rush to increase production, but trains a group of backbones first.

However, it is not easy to recruit craftsmen, especially women in textiles. It is not a person. They all want their mother-in-law to show their heads. In the eyes of many people, the mother-in-law should stay at home and be honest.

Even if Fang Jifan is willing to pay a lot of money, there are very few people willing to come.

Fortunately, there are a lot of households in Xishan, and the households trust each other Jifan. They regard Fang Jifan as an emperor. Engong said that in this workshop, no men are allowed to enter or leave, and the female workers must go back to work. Dedicated people, let them work together, in short, there will be no surprises, which makes people feel relieved.

Otherwise, Fang Jifan was really going to die.

This ... is the power of word of mouth.

It is rare that everyone has such a good personality. Everyone trusts themselves and treats these trusts. Fang Jifan naturally has to be careful. If the women workers have a little accident, the problem is not small.

Fortunately, in this workshop, Fang Jifan is a man who can come in and out. After all, he is an emperor and has a reputation, which is equivalent to being certified by the dental defense team.

When the women saw Fang Jifan came, they looked familiar while spinning the yarn.

Here, whether it is spinning, carrying raw materials, loading orders, or even carrying the goods to the warehouse, are women.

When the goods arrive at the warehouse, a day is limited to two hours, men are allowed to move the goods out of the workshop. During this time, women will not go in and out of the warehouse. At other times, men are not allowed to enter or leave.

It can be said that for these old customs, Fang Jifan can be said to have broken his heart.

The women have already mastered the loom skillfully, and the leader of this workshop is called Liu Sanniang. As for the specific name, Fang Jifan does not know. When recruiting female workers, Fang Jifan looked at the list, then his face was Green, because most of the above names are 'Wu Liuniang', 'Zhang Deng's,' Yang Jiang's ',' Qian Erniang ',' Zhou Liu's, etc.

Fang Jifan asked about their real names, and as a result, Fang Jifan found that the women here, because most of them were born in poverty, had only a small name, and even had no official name. After marriage, the roots were not known, and they were often named by their husbands Behind is the surname of his natal family, the first name ... does not exist.

Okay, Fang Jifan can only recognize by holding his nose.

To a certain extent, Fang Jifan did not like the romance novels of his last life. He was always a man with a crown like a jade. He was loved by a small family jasper or a young lady. In this era, women do not have the slightest subjective consciousness. They are in love with you, risking being dipped in a pig cage, and not worrying about being completely out of place. You think you are Ximen Qing. Pan Jinlian?

You should know that in this era, even a blandishment is enough to make a clean woman have to hang herself to her death to maintain her reputation. Do not say that it is a kiss of the skin, that is, to talk casually with men, you may want to Human life.

Want a woman, you can, go find someone's father and mother to go, say after six rites, only married after the door, love and love, non-existent, how big your face? Do n’t say it ’s everyone ’s boudoir, but the peasants of ordinary farmers. They dare not cross Leichi. Otherwise, how could the ancient blue houses be so lively, and even popular, the younger brothers really have no chance at all.

Whatever your affair is, it ’s not that you have married a wife and a concubine through the door, or that you have passed through the house, and they sold it to you directly, or went to the blue house to buy laughs. Whoever cares about you like a crown jade, is tall Badou, find a man!

Even when Fang Jifan came in, he was very careful. He must be accompanied by several old grandma, who would be afraid of being tongued out by the population. This is not harmful to himself. This is also his own character. Anyone laughs and scolds, although he usually laughs at himself. The character is good, but deep down, Fang Jifan still has this understanding.

The person who wants to hang cantilever beams into the well, this is really too big.

Liu Sanniang is a widow, and she doesn't seem to intend to set up a chapel of chastity. Therefore, the ordinary women should be more open. The vast majority of people, Fang Jifan asked them.

Liu Sanniang is also a person with some knowledge, but Fang Jifan knows that she is a serious person, and she would never go out of the house unless she saved some money for her children.

"Master, now, the efficiency has improved a lot. The thread produced today has already reached nearly a thousand pounds, and in some days, I am afraid that the number will increase."

Fang Jifan nodded: "Is there any problem with the loom? If there are any problems, write them down, and then I will make people improve."

Liu Sanniang and Fang Jifan kept a certain distance, but the other party was not guarded, saying: "Remember, the shuttle, there are a few places where it is easy to go offline, and there are pedals, which are not reliable. A few seats are easy Backache, back pain, and ... "

She said a big pass.

It is difficult at the beginning of everything, and after all this, all the female workers are proficient and it will be fine.

As for the loom, it must be improved. Liu Sanniang is a shrewd person. She is the master and Zhang Luo inside and out. It is said that when she was a girl, she was actually a woman of a big family, so she wrote Will count. The married husband is also a face-to-face person. It's just a pity that the husband died early, as in many places in Daming, the husband died, the family had no dependence, the uncles, or the husband and relatives of the same family, they would inevitably bully her orphan and widow, and eventually ... the fields are gone.

Liu Sanniang is very attentive. She has a good-looking face, and she is also resolute in her work, or she is the only one who pulls up a child ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

Fang Jifan said: "In a few days, some women may be sent. You will teach these people first, and then make some looms. The output will continue to increase. Today is a catty, and tomorrow will continue to increase. Anyway , The goods can not be broken. In addition, there can be no Mars here, you have to remember this. "

"Please rest assured, young master, the slave will look after this at any time, and no accident will happen."

Fang Jifan wanted to laugh, but after thinking about it, forget it, he didn't laugh anymore, hey, what the **** is this rule, you have to be careful when you smile, so as not to be looked at, Fang Jifan said with a straight face: "There is labor, bother . "

Almost seemed to escape. He went out of the workshop and patted his head. He usually stayed in the house for a long time. He always thought he was right, and now ... I really realized the power of the famous teaching.

Take care of him, take your time.

Sell ​​wool first.

He carried his hands on his back and went home.

Saw Xiaoxiangxiang, who was busy getting a charcoal pot for him, and it was hot, and he was freezing a bit.

Fang Jifan frowned: "Why didn't you just burn charcoal?"

"It's expensive to burn charcoal. You have to save money. Yang Guanshi confessed that no one except the young master in the government should burn charcoal for no reason. They must not misuse the money in the host's house. They won't burn until the master returns.

Fang Jifan suddenly thought of something, and looked at Xiao Xiangxiang deeply: "Xiang ... forget it ..." Fang Jifan whistled stubbornly and casually: "Also, tell the surname Yang that bastard, Our Jifan, some are silver, close to the upper and lower houses, nothing else, this carbon, just burn it, our Jifan, there are mines! "