Mr. Xiang's mouth was a little dry, he licked his lips and asked, "Did you knit all of these?"
"Of course! These are all knitted by the sisters stitch by stitch."
"It's really made of the best material. It feels so soft to the touch. Come and take a look."
Wei Qing didn't believe it when he heard this.
He came from a poor family, and even after becoming an official, he was known to be poor.
The only piece of clothing I can get is probably the blue shirt and Confucian robe on my body.
Therefore, he doesn't pay much attention to clothes and doesn't understand the rules.
Naturally, I don't understand Mr. Xiang's surprise.
However, when he stepped forward and saw the dazzling array of cloths, he was stunned for a moment.
Then he subconsciously reached out and touched her.
hiss!
This feels!
Such texture!
This color!
It’s really hard to put down.
If such cloth could be made into clothes and worn on the body, it would definitely be extremely comfortable.
At this time, look at the green Confucian robe on his body.
For the first time, this Daigan Zaisu felt a little disgusted with his own clothes.
After all, he is also the prime minister of Daqian, the head of the civil service, symbolizing the face of Daqian. No matter what, he can't dress too shabbily, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing to the Holy Emperor? To embarrass Da Gan?
"Auntie, how do you sell your cloth?"
"Dear guest, we are a workshop and a factory. We are only responsible for producing cloth, not selling it."
"If you want to buy it, you can go to Shen Ji Clothing Store in the city."
"Our goods will be shipped to Yuan Shen for sale."
"understood."
"Auntie, why don't you take me to see how you weave?" Master Xiang said.
Hearing this, Aunt Zhang was a little hesitant.
Their weaving process involves some commercial secrets, and it would not be good if it were spread.
Seemingly sensing her doubts, Mr. Xiang took the initiative and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I just want to be fresh and see how this silky satin is made. I have no intention of coveting it."
"That's right, my husband is a mine seller. How can he get involved in your cloth business?" Wei Qing also supported.
"Aunt Zhang, let the distinguished guests take a look. We are all here." Li Laoer said at the right time.
After hearing this, Aunt Zhang reacted instantly.
Yes, there are so many people watching at the scene. Even if these people want to steal, what can they steal?
Instead of hiding it and being called petty, why not be more generous? So what if you show it to him?
"Since you want to see what your distinguished guest said, we can accompany you to see it."
Immediately afterwards, everyone accompanied Mr. Xiang and went through the production process of the Textile Department.
Seeing the silkworm chrysalis one by one, the complicated process of pulling out the silk and peeling off the cocoon, and finally weaving it into cloth, Master Xiang was also filled with emotion.
"Silk silk is so thin, who would have thought that it would be surprisingly suitable for weaving."
"I don't know who came up with such a wonderful idea."
"The distinguished guest is joking. In this Jianghuai area, except our boss, who else can have such a brain."
"Your boss? That Gu Shijun?"
"Of course, in the entire Huainan City, except for our boss, whoever dares to call himself a poet will be sprayed with blood by those scholars."
"Your boss is really well-known. Even I, a guy from Fuyang, am very famous. I don't know what kind of person he is."
As soon as these words came out, Wei Qing and the guards also became interested.
Along the way, they heard about Gu Beichuan's deeds, and their ears almost became calluses.
Why is Shouxian County so desolate?
Part of the reason is that officials and businessmen work together to oppress the people.
On the other hand, all the young adults and scholars ran to Huainan.
All the talented people have run away, so it would be strange if it were not desolate.
Not only Shouxian County, but also the surrounding counties of Huainan, there is a serious brain drain phenomenon.
Huainan, on the other hand, has grown from a little-known small county that was only regarded as a vassal of Jiangnan to becoming bigger and stronger step by step.
Up to now, the geographical area is still as large as before.
But the economy, people's livelihood, medical care, education, food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even population are all completely different from before!
And all of this happened in just a few months.
It only changed because of one person, and that person was - the poet of Huainan, Gu Beichuan!
Is such a strange man really capable of governing the country, or is he just like Mr. Huang, who looks glamorous on the outside but actually bullies the people on the inside?
Gu Beichuan's friends couldn't answer this answer, his juniors couldn't answer it, and his students couldn't answer it. Only the people under him could speak with the most authority.
Hearing this, Boss Qin and others were also excited, and seemed to want to have a good talk with Mr. Xiang.
However, after hemming and hawing for a long time, I couldn't hold back even a single word.
When Li Laoer was a child, he went to private school for several years and said with emotion: "My boss, he doesn't look like a human being."
? ? ?
Hearing this, Mr. Xiang, Wei Qing and others suddenly frowned and expressed surprise.
What does it mean to be less than a human being? What is this nonsense?
Could it be that Gu Beichuan is really running rampant in the countryside and oppressing the people?
Is that why the people under my command lamented that they were "inhuman"?
If this is the case, even if this person has amazing talent, he will definitely not be able to use it!
Mr. Xiang snorted coldly, but there was some regret in his expression.
"Our boss is a god in the sky."
"Don't those scholars say it every day, Wenquxing descends to the earth, Wenquxing descends to the earth, that's probably what it means."
"I've never seen such a nice owner."
Hearing this, Mr. Xiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
It's just that I misunderstood, and it actually meant this.
"Then tell me what's good about him."
"Dear guest, please don't laugh at me. We are all farmers in Bagong Village and rough people."
"So we can't understand the poems or short stories written by my boss."
"But whoever treats us well will always be clear to us."
"Before my boss comes to Bagong Village to set up a workshop, we can only go to the city to work."
"A guy like me has endless strength and can do heavy work every day."
"It's less than a hundred dollars a day."
"It looks like a lot, but we all know in our hearts that this is life-saving money. How many years can I do this?"
"But my employer is different. The wages he pays to workers are always twice as much as other workers. If they do heavy work, it will even be more."
"Yes, the most important thing is that the boss is still in charge of the food!"
“Especially at lunch, there’s meat every time!”
"We come from a poor background, so we can only eat meat during holidays."
"But now, as long as I work hard at my employer, I can eat every day."
"In comparison, those bosses in Huainan City really treat us like cattle."
"Tell me, can such a person not be a good person?"
