"Mr. Lin, what should we do?"
Wei Qing asked impatiently.
"First of all, you have to tell everyone about this and the benefits of establishing an industry association, and at the same time contact more people. Not only Weijia Village, not even just Sangye Town, anyone who is a sericulture farmer can join."
"We are all ordinary silkworm farmers. If we want to fight against those officials, we can only have more guards."
"This alone is not enough. I will write a tabloid later. You can send someone to copy it. If it can be printed better, print more as much as possible and distribute it to every street and alley in Jiangzhou City overnight. I want it early tomorrow morning Everyone in Jiangzhou City knows the fact that silkworm farmers are being exploited."
"Three days. The deadline given by the three major cloth villages is three days. If this is the case, then we will set it on the third day to go to Sangye Town to publicly announce the establishment of the Sericulture Farmers Association."
"..."
Lin Bai explained it point by point.
The eyes of Wei Jin brother and sister were bright. They didn't have much hope at first, but now their hearts were a little throbbing. Maybe it would really work.
“Dear folks, as long as the industry association is established, we will no longer be bound by anyone.”
A large group of people surrounded the Wei family ancestral hall.
"This is a fight with those officials. How can we win?"
"Afraid of him, the officials won't let us live."
"That's right! It doesn't matter if you fail, but what if you succeed? This talented person is using his own future to stand up for us, and we are afraid of making a mistake!"
"Yes! Fuck him!"
"..."
The crowd was roaring and excited.
Wei Jin said loudly: "Everyone, this is not only a major event that concerns us, but also a major event that concerns our silkworm farmers for generations to come."
"We had no choice before, but it's different now. Mr. Lin's advice for us and standing up for us are our best opportunities."
"Furthermore, Mr. Lin also said that once an industry association is established, prices will not fall, but may even rise."
"..."
"Wei Jin, you don't need to say anything. This guy is not a fool. Mr. Lin is a good man. Just tell us what we can do!"
"Yes! Mr. Lin is from Wenquxing who came to earth to help us. We all listen to Mr. Lin."
"..."
There are nearly three hundred households in Weijia Village. Everyone was busy that night, and many elderly and children participated.
And Lin Bai also completed the first third-rate tabloid in another world.
"Three major cloth shops have joined forces to lower prices. Where is the hope for silkworm farmers?"
"With layers of exploitation, who can make the decision for the people?"
"Sad! Our soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but died in..."
"..."
When this tabloid appeared in the streets of Jiangzhou the next day, it immediately caused a great sensation.
Because many people here were born as silkworm farmers.
They can appreciate the hardships involved.
"The three major cloth shops are so abominable. Their consciences have been eaten by dogs. They are steamed buns made with human blood."
"Who says it's not the case? They are attacking other cloth merchants and squeezing silkworm farmers at the same time. The real situation is probably even worse than this."
"All the officials are blind."
"..."
Naturally, the three major clothing stores also saw this tabloid immediately.
"That's unreasonable!"
Zhou Guangan was furious, "Whoever did this has made it clear that he has a problem with our three major cloth shops."
Feng Shaoqing said: "I heard that the Su family's uncle went to Sangye Town."
Opposite the two of them was a well-dressed middle-aged man, Zhao Sanduo, the head of the Zhao family. He squinted slightly, looked at the tabloid in his hand, and said: "As expected of a great talent, his actions are indeed extraordinary."
"Boss Zhao, do you still have the heart to make sarcastic remarks?" Zhou Guangan snorted.
Zhao Sanduo chuckled, "Brother Zhou, don't worry. This tabloid superficially accuses the three major cloth shops, but anyone with a discerning eye will know what's going on."
"good!"
Feng Shaoqing replied, "There are people who are more anxious than us. If the matter is revealed, it may not be a bad thing for us."
Zhao Sanduo nodded, "We don't need to take action. There are plenty of people to deal with that kid now. The Su family's cloth village is over, and the scholar business is angry. Do you want to change the current situation with a tabloid? It's a fool's errand!"
Feng Shaoqing smiled: "You are just a newborn calf after all. The reputation of a great talent makes people inflated, but you don't know the dangers of officialdom."
at the same time.
Song Qianqian also received the news.
"It's terrible, it's terrible, your lover is in trouble again."
Qin Ke said angrily: "Lang Hoozi, what are you talking nonsense about? What kind of lover?"
"Read this tabloid first."
Song Qianqian chuckled and handed over the tabloid.
Qin Ke didn't know why, but he still took it, "Hey! This handwriting, this style of painting..."
The simple gongbi painting, with just a few strokes, outlines a picture of the hard work of silkworm farmers, and the refreshing layout is refreshing.
Just as he browsed, Qin Kexin's face became more and more ugly.
"Where did this come from?"
Song Qianqian gestured, "Look at the last poem, who do you think it was written by?"
Entered the city yesterday,
Returned with tears in my eyes.
The land is full of garish things,
Not a sericulture farmer.
"Is it him?" Qin Ke's beautiful eyes moved.
Song Qianqian nodded, "Early this morning, such tabloids were scattered in the streets and alleys of Jiangzhou. Then I sent people to check and found out that he went to Sangye Town."
"And I also know that he plans to establish a silkworm farmers association..."
Song Qianqian explained in detail what she had found out, even about the operation, functions and responsibilities of the association.
Although Qin Kexin was a talented woman, she didn't know much about business, so she asked, "Can he really help silkworm farmers by doing this?"
"I asked my dad, do you know what my dad said?" Song Qianqian chuckled, "He asked me to go to Su's house and ask if the engagement contract can be transferred or not, and it doesn't matter how much it costs."
Qin Kexin's beautiful eyes widened, "Seriously."
"I've always been serious."
Song Qianqian stuck out her pink tongue and said hehe, "My dad said that guy is a genius. If the association is established, the silkworm farmers will benefit a lot, and the entire sericulture market will change and become more large-scale, which will also lead to competition in Jiangzhou's cloth industry." Your strength will also increase greatly."
"but……"
"But what?" Qin Ke asked anxiously.
"My dad said he couldn't do it." Song Qianqian said a little frustrated.
"Why?"
Qin Kexin asked.
"My eldest lady, do you know how many officials benefit from this? Let's not talk about Sangye Town. At least half of the officials in Jiangzhou can get some benefits from it."
"It's just that the Yamen doesn't know it was him. Otherwise, they might have arrested him."
"He himself knows that he can't succeed, so he has these tabloids. He is building momentum and taking advantage of it, but this is a double-edged sword. One is not good..."
Qin Kexin's face changed slightly. She naturally knew the consequences. It would be unreasonable for the government to just accuse her of sedition. If nothing else, the imperial examination would be completely hopeless.
Even the qualification to participate will be deprived, so why take the exam?
"Knowing this, why would he do this?" Qin Kexin asked puzzled.
For the Su family?
But wouldn’t it be better to take the imperial examination that way?
"Qianqian, tell me, are the things in this tabloid true?"
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