Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

While walking, Fang Zheng said, "I imagine many of you don't know what I've invited you all here to do."

"So, I'll be blunt. The reason I brought you to visit this textile factory today is to discuss a partnership."

"Although our Banshan Textile Factory has a factory, we don't have a store. Selling our goods on the market will naturally require your help."

Before Fang Zheng could finish speaking, a merchant immediately cupped his hands and said, "Lord Fang, why did you bother making this trip? You could have just informed us! If you need any help, even climbing mountains of knives or diving into pots of boiling oil, I will do my best!"

As soon as he said this, the other merchants echoed his sentiments.

But in their hearts, they were all secretly cursing.

Where did this bootlicking bastard come from! Showing off now, are you?

Isn't it just helping him sell some goods? Just give his goods a spot in the store, right? What are you trying to prove!

But what if he really produces a pile of garbage?

We can't put a bunch of inferior goods on the counter, can we? He wouldn't make us buy them at high prices, would he?

Thinking this, the merchants began to feel uneasy, and some even started to regret coming on this trip.

Fang Zheng chuckled and gave the "bootlicker" an appreciative look.

What a talent! So good at reading the room, I'll help him raise the purchase price later!

The other merchants clearly had anxiety hidden in their eyes, looking like they were afraid of being forced to buy something they didn't want.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng said loudly, "You'll all know when you see it later. Since I said I came to cooperate, then success or failure is all within reason! Don't have any burdens in your hearts."

The merchants nodded in agreement.

Since Fang Zheng said so, everyone still believed him. After all, this master didn't have any history of "harming" merchants.

As they spoke, Fang Zheng led the group to the interior of the textile factory.

At this moment, hundreds of foot-powered, five-spindle spinning machines were working simultaneously inside the textile factory.

The mechanical sound of the spinning machines echoed throughout the factory.

The merchants were still craning their necks, looking around at Fang Zheng, their eyes full of surprise.

To be honest, they had never seen such a scene before.

They didn't have such a formal and large-scale factory.

Even the largest cloth shops were decentralized, with small workshops concentrated to supply goods.

"Everyone, you are now free to visit. I'll be waiting for you at the back. Take your time to look, look carefully!"

With that, Fang Zheng stepped away from the textile area.

When the merchants saw him leave, they were no longer so restrained. They swarmed to the other spinning machines.

Seeing the five-spindle spinning machines in front of them, they were greatly shocked.

Stumbling, they said to the female worker working seriously beside them, "This... is this a spinning machine? How much can it spin at once?"

Chen Xiaoman was originally startled by the rushing merchants!

But she quickly recovered.

She could say that she had been very satisfied in the past month.

She had breakfast early in the morning, and the female workers around her were all like-minded women. Everyone got together and had endless common topics to talk about.

At noon, she could also eat oily food, and every day! The children were also taken care of.

Because of the long overtime hours, working six hours a day, the factory even added dinner, equivalent to three meals a day!

Three meals a day, she had never eaten so luxuriously in her life.

Most importantly, the wages were paid every half month. The first thing she did when she got her wages was to buy a pair of overalls made in the factory for her man.

Watching her man wear the newly bought overalls, singing and dancing happily like a child, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

She would buy a pair of overalls for her child in the future!

It would be great if life could continue like this!

Through continuous efforts, she is now the leader of the seventh group, and the model worker selection will be held soon at the end of the month.

The selection is based on production volume. Just now, being delayed by strangers made Chen Xiaoman feel distressed, fearing that the production volume would be surpassed by other groups.

So she started to frantically speed up the movements in her hands.

The merchant saw that she ignored him and asked again, "I was invited by Lord Fang! What kind of spinning machine is this? How much can it spin at once?"

Hearing him ask this, Chen Xiaoman slowly opened her mouth and said, "This is called a five-spindle spinning machine, which can spin five spindles at a time."

"The speed of weaving cloth is about twenty times faster than ordinary looms."

Twenty times!

The merchant was dumbfounded, staring at the cloth output position without moving his eyes.

Watching the cloth being woven out little by little, he swallowed hard.

He had seen many looms, but he had never seen such a speed!

There are hundreds of such machines in this factory, doesn't that mean that thousands of people are weaving cloth here?!

My God, then all the cloth shops in the capital don't have to work! Your textile factory will take care of everything!

"Finished cloth, where is the finished cloth?" The merchant then asked.

Chen Xiaoman felt annoyed.

Why does this person talk so much, delaying production!

But he was Lord Fang's guest and could not not answer, so she could only raise her head and point a direction with her chin.

The merchant followed the direction she pointed, and piles of cloth were piled up at the corner of the factory.

People kept taking it away with small trolleys.

The merchant quickly ran to the corner, and several other people also ran to the storage place of finished cloth.

One of them picked up a bolt of cloth and looked at it back and forth.

Making a tsk tsk sound of admiration in his mouth: "Good cloth! Good cloth! Although the material is ordinary, the weaving is excellent, the stitches are fine and neat!"

"If dyed with a good pattern, this bolt of cloth should be able to sell for one tael!"

"If Lord Fang wants to sell this kind of cloth, then there is absolutely no problem! I just don't know what the purchase price is?"

Someone looked back at the female worker who was still spinning and said, "It shouldn't be too expensive! This spinning efficiency is so terrifying!"

"Lord Fang didn't hide this kind of good thing, do you think it is possible that he will sell these looms?"

One of them smiled, his expression a little mysterious, and leaned into the crowd and pretended to be profound: "It's not impossible."

"Some of you should not know, this kind of loom already exists in the South!"

"I heard that Lord Fang auctioned it off in Jianjiang."

"A few of my friends there sent messages back to me and told me that the average auction price at that time seemed to be three thousand taels per unit!"

The quick-witted one immediately asked: "Three thousand taels! That's too expensive! This loom is not made of gold, is it?"

"Since it already exists on the market, hasn't anyone copied it?"

The man shook his head: "Even if this kind of good thing is copied, it will not be leaked out, how can it be so generous to make it out!"

Everyone was silent.

Indeed, anyone would hide this kind of thing.

As long as you have it, and have enough time, you can almost be invincible in the market.

All opponents are insignificant under such efficiency!

Then... what did Fang Zheng call us here for? To show off his strength?

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