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"Yes, young lady, this is the wool cloth that the weavers spent three months experimenting on. It is soft and soft like cashmere. The output is low and the price is expensive. The thicker one is wool, and it can be mass-produced now!"

"Young lady, can you hand over all the wool to Wanjia for purchase?"

Wan Guanshi was excited when he mentioned these woolen cloths.

The ingenious weaving ladies in the southeast can spin and weave cloth with wool no slower than cotton spindles.

The most important thing is the oversized clothes made of woolen cloth, which are lighter and warmer than cotton jackets, and the price is only [-]% of that of a mink fur cloak.

This kind of cheap and high-quality thick woolen cloth is very suitable for winter in the capital and the south.

As long as ordinary people have a few hundred pennies, they can buy a thick winter coat, which is tailor-made for ordinary people with a little money.

Thinking of one of the tens of thousands of residents in the capital, Wan Guanshi's blood boils and his heart surges.

This is a big business that can rewrite the family tree!
He just wants to quickly buy a large amount of wool on the grassland, preferably like fresh cattle and sheep, and let Wanjia monopolize it.

Song Liyun pondered with the woolen cloth in his hand. This kind of cloth is actually the most suitable for the army. The Zhenbei army wears armor in battle, and usually wears a layer of jacket under the armor plate.

But the iron armor is cold, and it is not warm in the ice and snow.

According to Zhao Tingduo, in fact, more soldiers suffered frostbite on the battlefield than died in battle.

The Di tribe wore leather robes to protect them from wind and cold, and they could move freely and not weak in battle.

This is also the reason why the bandits of the Di tribe always plunder in winter.

When Zhao Tingduo wears armor, he always has a layer of soft lambskin waistcoat so that he is not afraid of the cold. Of course, not everyone has this kind of configuration.

If the Zhenbei army can be equipped with woolen undershirts and armor pieces, the combat power will be instantly improved.

Seeing Song Liyun thoughtful, shopkeeper Wan suppressed his impatience and didn't rush, just served tea and drank slowly.

This was a major event, and he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. With the relationship between Wanjia and Song Liyun, he believed that he would not be disappointed.

Sure enough, Song Liyun only thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I can provide wool to Wanjia on behalf of Mida City!"

"But there is one condition, that is, the wool cloth can be bought back at a low price!"

"Repurchase? Why? Mida City needs woolen cloth? What kind of low price is it?"

Before Wan Guanshi could show the smile on his face, he asked a series of questions in amazement.

Does Song Liyun want to sell at a high price alone?

Wan Guanshi does not believe this.

He has known Song Liyun for several years, from the first few pieces of sheepskin and cowhide until now.

The girl in front of her is not a greedy person, she will always let several parties cooperate and participate in the form of dividends and shares, and everyone will share the soup and meat together.

It is said that this is a joint-stock cooperative system, and the ability to resist risks is greater than that of fighting alone.

There must be other plans now!
In fact, Song Liyun didn't think about the specific operation method, it was just an idea, and it involved Zhenbei Army, which was not something she could decide.

"Uncle Wan, I plan to sell the woolen cloth into the military camp, and the price will naturally not be too high. But you believe that the Wan family will definitely make a profit."

"Military camp?" Guan Shi was a little confused. He had been in business for half his life, but he never thought of the relationship between his woolen cloth and the army, and he didn't think about military resources at all.

He stammered, "Can a sergeant buy a cashmere coat?"

"Of course it's not a cashmere coat, Uncle Wan. It needs to be discussed with the garrison before making a decision. In addition, as long as the Zhenbei Army wants cashmere coats, I promise to win another silk business for the Wan family. It's also a one-off deal." Ten thousand sets of business!" Song Liyun said with a smile.

Wan Guanshi is completely stupid!
[-] sets of clothes in one breath, no need to set up a stall to sell one by one.

"Is this true? Young Madam, I'm not young and I can't stand the toss of strong winds and waves. Do you know this sentence, I won't be able to sleep for three days and three nights!"

Although Wan Guanshi was talking and joking with a calm face, his breathing became obviously short of breath.

"Uncle Wan, don't get excited, this is just my idea, it's too much!" Song Liyun can't make a random decision now, but if he doesn't say that, he can't explain that he wants to intervene in wool.

Wan Guanshi didn't believe it, Song Liyun hadn't lied in these years, what she wanted to do, she said it was almost the same.

There was something on his mind, and he was suddenly restless. Wan Guanshi couldn't sit still anymore. He got up and said, "I'm coming this time, and I'm going to wait until the slaughter season is over. I'm not in a hurry, you can discuss it slowly."

As he said that, he walked out, his footsteps were a little hurried, and as soon as he went out, he bumped into Zhao Tingduo who was walking in.

Just now Guanshi Wan was discussing business with Song Liyun, and he was chatting and drinking tea with Song Dekui and Lin Qingyuan in the study next to him, inquiring about outside news.

Zhao Tingduo didn't care much about various businesses, but only cared about the various dynamic changes of the grassland tribes.

In Song Liyun's words, I just need to build a stage for Ayun, and it would be great to give him a safe haven, and I don't have to do things that I am not good at or don't like.

Just now he heard from Lin Qingyuan that there were rumors among the people that the royal court of Dilu was delivering the letter of credence to the capital of the Wu Dynasty, and they wanted to be called a vassal state.

As we all know, Dilu has no country. Where did this letter of credence come from?

Although these rumors all come from the storyteller in the restaurant and teahouse, they are not enough to be trusted.

But there is always a reason for everything.

After hearing this, he hurried over to discuss with Song Liyun, not wanting to bump into Mr. Wan, who was in a hurry.

Wan Guanshi is already half a hundred people, how can he compete with Zhao Tingduo in his prime.

As soon as the two collided, Wan Guanshi fell back into the room, and Song Liyun stood up in shock: "Oh! Uncle Wan fell and broke it?"

Zhao Tingduo stepped forward embarrassedly and helped Guanshi Wan up: "I'm sorry, Guanshi Wan, I didn't pay attention! What's the matter with you leaving in a hurry?"

Wan Guanshi rubbed his waist and said with a wry smile: "City Lord, madam, you are welcome, it was me, the old man, who couldn't see the way, that bumped into the City Lord, it's all right!"

As he said that, he quickly walked out of the yard!
Zhao Tingduo was a little surprised. Wan Guanshi has always been very stable, but today is a little abnormal.

Song Liyun patted off the dust on his clothes that Guanshi Wan had made, and said with a smile, "Ashi, what are you doing here? What did Mr. Lin and Uncle Kui say to you?"

Zhao Tingduo said "Hi" and didn't mention his own business: "Guanshi Wan is an old fox, why are you in a panic?"

Song Liyun pulled him to sit down: "Ashi, I have something to discuss with you!"

Zhao Tingduo took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Song Liyun, hugged her shoulder and rubbed it, and said absent-mindedly: "Well, tell me! What's the matter?"

The two are now living in Mida City. Only the husband and wife live in the huge city lord's mansion, but the male and female masters are separated more and less, and they don't have much time to spend alone.

Whenever there is a chance, Zhao Tingduo will stick to others, but today he is holding Song Liyun in his arms, but his eyes are a little wandering.

"Ashi, this is the woolen cloth sent by Wan Guanshi, it's called woolen cloth, can you see if it can be made into an armor undercoat?"

Song Liyun opened the wooden box that Guanshi Wan brought over and showed it to Zhao Tingduo.

Hearing Song Liyun talk about the armor, Zhao Tingduo regained his composure and became serious: "What is it, let me see!"