She never expected that she wanted the Ye family to go further, but she didn't expect such a result.
Having said that, with her hard work, she has indeed achieved her initial goal.
As long as this new year's cloth order can be completed, the next year's cloth will also be fully represented by Ye's Cloth Company.
At least within the next five years, their Ye family's wealth can be increased several times. Even dozens of times.
Since the Jing Dynasty was defeated in a battle with the Khitan Kingdom a year ago, it has begun to surrender and pay tribute. Year-old cloth is one of the tribute items.
With the current national and military power of the Jing Dynasty, I am afraid that within ten years, it will not be able to change the status quo of being a vassal.
Although the profit margin of year-old cloth is not large, due to the large volume, the profit is also considerable.
With their high-quality fabrics and colors, Ye received orders for year-old cloth.
Just when Ye Ziyan was about to show off her ambitions, the Huang family stabbed her in the back, which almost plunged her into a point of no return.
The delivery time was only one month. Although Ye's workshop produced nearly half of the original cloth, it was still far from enough to complete the order.
Those cooperating weaving workshops did not dare to sell raw cloth to the Ye family because of the threat from the Huang family. Now the Ye family's weaving workshop has been destroyed again. The Ye family was almost in dire straits.
If someone can repair the loom and rush the work, the order can still be completed within a month, but the key is that no one dares to help repair it.
"Miss, let's go back. You haven't slept for two days and two nights. If you continue like this, you will collapse. If you continue like this, you can't think of a way. It's better to go back and have a good sleep first, and then talk about it when you wake up. Bar."
The maid behind her looked at Ye Ziyan's figure distressedly, her face full of worry.
"Xiao Tao, I want to sleep too, but... can I do anything if I wake up? This time, our Ye family may be in doom!"
Ye Ziyan sighed, her face full of unwillingness and helplessness. At this moment, Yunze stepped into the weaving workshop where there were only two masters and servants.
Looking at Ye Ziyan with a haggard face, he smiled slightly and said: "There is no escape, but that may not be..."
In the memory of his predecessor, he and Ye Ziyan were childhood sweethearts, but as Yunze grew up and turned into a playboy, the two never had much interaction with each other.
Even if there was, it was when Ye Ziyan met Yunze and his younger brother having fun.
At that time, the two would fight each other when they met. Anyway, it didn't leave a good impression on the other party.
Ye Ziyan felt that Yunze was uneducated and was leading his younger brother to evil. Yunze, on the other hand, is a little afraid of this neighbor sister who is more than a year older than him.
Because Yunze grew slowly when he was a child and looked smaller than Ye Ziyan. Therefore, he was often beaten by Ye Ziyan as he was naughty since he was a child.
"It's you... What are you doing here, looking at my jokes? If you've seen enough, get out right away... Otherwise, I don't mind making your head explode."
Seeing Yunze with a smile on his face, Ye Ziyan, who was originally angry, suddenly became furious. She waved the loom parts in her hand, pretending to hit Yun Ze.
She was already worried, but Yunze, a handsome man, suddenly appeared with a smile on his face. She thought Yunze was here to see a joke.
"Don't...speak carefully if you have something to say..."
Yunze waved his hand and quickly smiled at Ye Ziyan and said: "Sister Ziyan, although your current situation is very troublesome, I can help you..."
His words "Sister Ziyan" made Ye Ziyan stunned.
It seems that Yunze has not been called Yunze for many years. Ever since Yunze reached the age of thirteen or fourteen, the two of them have been strangers to each other for some time.
When Yunze meets her, he either calls her a man-in-law or an old girl who can't get married.
The words "Sister Ziyan" reminded Ye Ziyan of her childhood memories, and her eyes softened a bit. But he still didn't give Yunze a good look.
"Help me, you are a prodigal dude who only knows gambling... Save it... If you want to borrow money, you should give up as soon as possible. No money..."
Ye Ziyan glanced at Yunze coldly, with a bit of disdain in her eyes.
Her current situation, which she couldn't even handle herself, made her believe that a playboy could solve it?
Just kidding, her first reaction was that Yunze was here to cheat money.
Hearing this, Yunze touched his nose with a wry smile. His previous appearance was truly speechless. Wherever you go, people hate you and ghosts hate you.
He sighed and didn't bother to talk nonsense to Ye Ziyan. Actions prove everything. It's better to speak with facts.
He walked straight to a loom nearby, looked at the tools next to him, picked them up, and started tinkering with them.
Ye Ziyan wanted to come over and drive Yunze away, but when she saw Yunze holding the tools skillfully, as if he was repairing the loom, she was stunned for a moment.
When she came to her senses, Yunze had actually repaired a loom into a decent shape. The technique is comparable to that of a master repairing loom.
Even the old masters in the workshop who were poached by the Huang family seemed to lack Yunze's aura of being possessed by a craftsman god.
Ye Ziyan quietly watched Yunze repairing the loom. Anyway, we have reached this situation. Yunze can do whatever he wants. There is nothing worse than this.
Time passed little by little, and after about a quarter of an hour, Yunze put down the tools in his hands and tried the repaired loom. He smiled at Ye Ziyan again.
Without saying anything else, Yunze familiarly took the thread and threaded it on the loom, and started weaving under Ye Ziyan's astonished eyes.
These looms seemed to be severely damaged, but they were only damaged in a few important places on the ground. As long as the problems can be seen, they are quite simple to repair.
"You..." Ye Ziyan came back to her senses and pointed at Yun Ze as if she had seen a ghost. Only the word "you" came out of his mouth, and the rest of the words could not be said.
The maid Xiao Tao on the side also opened her mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
They never imagined that a prodigal son who only knew gambling in their minds would not only repair the loom, but also know how to weave. They must be dazzled.
Ye Ziyan pinched herself hard, trying to make sure she was dreaming.
Seeing Ye Ziyan's movements, Yunze stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Ye Ziyan with a smile and said, "Sister Ziyan! Now, do you think I can help you solve your dilemma?"
Hearing this, Ye Ziyan looked at Yunze with burning eyes, a glimmer of hope igniting in her eyes that Yunze could repair the loom. Then she still has hope of completing the order.
"Quick... Xiaoze, help me fix all these, and I'll give you money..."
Ye Ziyan came back to her senses and quickly took Yunze's hand, her eyes full of pleading.
Yunze looked at the other person holding his hand, with a look of embarrassment on his face. This kind of contact was really a bit intimate.
