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Chapter 935 Each has its own position ([-])

"Okay, you guys came here together, what do you want to talk to me about?" Qi Ke didn't exchange any pleasantries, and went straight back to the topic.

The three big men immediately changed their expressions, and they all looked like they had secrets.

"Recently there is a rumor in the county." Lao Fang rubbed his hands together with a smile. He was worthy of his name, plus he was fat and had a Maitreya face with a square head and big ears. He looked the most friendly and easy to talk to.

"Oh? What rumor?" Qi Ke nodded, with an innocent face and a little curiosity, as if she really didn't know.

"I heard that Bai Jiajun recently got a batch of lint?" Lao Fang asked first, with a little nervousness in his voice.

Qi Ke raised his eyebrows, "You guys are well-informed."

It's not surprising that there are gossips on the street. Almost everyone in the Thousand Households Institute knows that Bai Qing didn't deliberately ask for secrecy, which means letting the news spread and ferment.

The little bit of tension disappeared immediately with Qi Ke's words, and the three big men relaxed their sitting postures, and their shoulders were no longer so tense.

"There is lint, and the quality is high, but the quantity is not much. Bai Jiajun doesn't have enough for himself, and there is no surplus for private merchants."

"Can't you spare a little more?" Lint cotton is a commodity that is in short supply in the market right now, and it can be sold for money. Qi Ke said no, so Lao Fang and the three of them naturally did not give up.

"This batch is really not good. You all know that the imperial court has to charge [-]% tax on goods from overseas. The owner of the goods can't negotiate the price to make money. After adding the two ends, you will have no profit. Bai Jiajun is here It’s stuck here, private merchants can’t get first-hand goods, it’s not that I don’t help you, but it’s really not worth it.”

"Wait a minute!" Contrary to Lao Fang, Lao Song, who looked more serious, suddenly reacted and caught a hint in Qi Ke's previous words, "You just said 'this batch is not good'? Is there going to be another batch? !"

"Bai Jiajun came forward to talk." Qi Ke did not deny it, "The quality of the other party's lint is high-quality, and it is a high-quality cotton seed. We hope this transaction goes well so that the other party will come again next time."

"Eh? Then next time?!" The three men's eyes lit up, hopeful!
"Fifty percent tax, forgot?"

"Hi...!" The men slapped their thighs, their shoulders slumped, and they were very disappointed.

"If the source of goods is overseas cotton, you really can't afford the cotton business, but if you think about it differently, can you do the cotton yarn business? Is there a market?"

"Cotton yarn? How can there be cotton yarn? The merchant ship brought cotton yarn?!" The men who had been lost for a while sat up straight again as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Cotton yarn is naturally produced by us." Qi Ke winked his eyes, "As long as the negotiation goes well and the supply of merchant ships is stable, there will be no worries about the supply of goods in the future. Do you three intend to get involved in the textile industry?"

The three men met each other with six eyes, and gradually came back to their senses.

"Are you involved in the textile industry?"

"The yarn farms have been built. If you have no market, the Bai family army will eat them all by themselves. There will always be some men and women who can weave in the hundreds of thousands of military households."

"Yes, there is, there is a market!" Lao Gu wiped his face with a fierce look, "If there is no one, we must have it!"

"Old Gu, don't be in a hurry." Lao Song patted Lao Gu's shoulder and held him down. This guy is the most impatient and the most aggressive. He never misses any chance. The current situation just suits him temper.

(End of this chapter)