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Chapter 390 Visiting the Textile Factory

Fang Zheng said as he walked: "There must be many people who don't know why I have invited you here."

"Then I'll put it bluntly. I'm taking you to visit this textile factory today because I want to cooperate with you."

"Although our Banshan Textile Factory has a factory but no store, naturally we still have to rely on everyone to sell our products to the world."

Before Fang Zheng finished speaking, a businessman immediately raised his hand and said: "Master Fang, why do you need to make this extra trip? Just let me know and wait. If you need help, go up to the mountain of swords and off to the oil pan! Little man

I will definitely handle it with all my heart!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the other businessmen all agreed.

But they were cursing secretly in their hearts.

Where are you from being such a bastard? Are you showing off this time?

Aren't you just helping him sell some goods? Why don't you just give him a place to sell his goods? Why are you pretending?

But what if he really makes a pile of garbage?

We can't put a bunch of low-quality goods on the counter, right? He won't let us buy them at a high price, right?

Thinking of this, all the businessmen began to feel uneasy, and some even began to regret coming to such a place.

Fang Zheng laughed and glanced at the "flattery" appreciatively.

What a talented person, if he knows how to do things like this, I can help him raise the purchase price!

The other businessmen clearly had uneasiness hidden in their eyes, as if they were afraid that they would buy or sell by force.

When Fang Zheng saw this, he said loudly: "Everyone will know after a while that since I said I am here to cooperate, it makes sense whether it succeeds or not! Don't have any baggage in your heart."

The businessmen nodded in agreement.

Now that Fang Zhengyi said so, everyone still believed it. After all, this man had no deeds of "harming" merchants.

While he was talking, Fang Zheng led everyone to the interior of the textile factory.

At this moment, hundreds of foot-operated five-spindle preventers are working together in the textile factory.

The mechanical sound of the textile machine working resounded throughout the factory.

The businessmen were still looking at Fang Zheng with their eyes full of surprise.

To be honest, they have never seen such a scene.

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

Even in the largest cloth shops, work is decentralized and small workshops are centralized to supply goods.

"Everyone, you are free to visit now. I am waiting for you behind. Take your time and look carefully!"

After that, Fang Zheng left the textile area in one step.

When the merchants saw him leaving, they were no longer so restrained and ran to other textile machines like a swarm of swarms.

His eyes were greatly shocked when he saw the five-spindle spinning machine in front of him.

Facing the female worker who was working hard next to her, she stumbled and said, "This...is this a spinning machine? How much can it spin this time?"

Chen Xiaoman was initially startled by the businessman rushing over!

But he soon came to his senses.

In less than a month, she could say that she was satisfied.

When I get up early, I have breakfast. The female workers around me are all like-minded women. When we get together, we have endless common topics to talk about.

You can still get oil and water at noon, and it’s available every day! The children are also taken care of.

Because the overtime hours were too long, working six hours a day, the factory even added dinner, which was equivalent to three meals a day!

Three meals a day, she has never had such luxury in her whole life.

The most important thing is that the salary is paid every half month. As soon as the salary came, he bought the man a set of overalls made in the factory.

Seeing her man wearing the newly bought overalls, happily singing and dancing like a child, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart.

I will also buy a pair of overalls for my children in the future!

If only life could continue like this!

After continuous hard work, 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 was based on output. Chen Xiaoman felt heartbroken after being delayed by a stranger just now, fearing that the output would be surpassed by other groups.

Then the movements of her hands began to accelerate crazily.

Seeing that she ignored him, the merchant asked again: "I was invited by Mr. Fang! What kind of loom is this? How much can it spin at one time?"

Hearing his question, Chen Xiaoman slowly spoke: "This is called a five-spindle spinning machine. It can spin five spindles at a time."

"The weaving speed is about twenty times faster than an ordinary loom."

Twenty times!?

The businessman was dumbfounded, staring at the position of Debu without moving his eyes.

Seeing the fabric being woven out bit by bit, I swallowed hard.

He has seen a lot of looms, but he has never seen such speed!

There are hundreds of such machines in this factory, wouldn't that be equivalent to thousands of people weaving here?!

Oh my god, then all the cloth shops in the capital won’t have to work anymore! Just one textile factory of yours will be covered!

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

Chen Xiaoman was very upset.

Why does this person talk so much and delay production!

But he was Master Fang's guest and had to answer. He could only raise his head and point in the direction with his chin.

The businessman looked in the direction she pointed and saw piles of cloth piled in the corner of the factory.

People were constantly taking carts to transport them away.

The businessman hurriedly ran to the corner, and at this moment several other people also ran to the place where the finished fabrics were piled.

One of them picked up a piece of cloth and looked at it over and over.

He exclaimed in admiration: "Good cloth! Good cloth! Although the material is ordinary, the weaving is excellent, and the stitches are fine and neat!"

"If you dye it in a nice color, you can sell this piece of cloth for one or two dollars!"

"If Mr. Fang wants to sell this kind of cloth, then there is absolutely no problem! I just don't know how much the purchase price will be?"

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

"Master Dongfang didn't hide such a good thing. Do you think it's possible that he will sell these looms?"

One of them smiled, with a somewhat mysterious expression. He leaned into the crowd and pretended to be serious: "It's not impossible."

"Some of you may not know that this kind of loom already exists in the south!"

"I heard that Mr. Fang auctioned it when he was building Jiang."

"A few of my friends there sent me messages and told me that the average auction price at that time seemed to be 3,000 taels per unit!"

The person who reacted quickly asked: "Three thousand taels! This is too expensive! Isn't this loom made of gold?"

"Since it already exists in the world, can't anyone imitate it?"

The man shook his head: "This kind of good thing will not leak out even if it is copied. How can it be made so generously?"

Everyone was silent.

Indeed, anyone would hide something like this.

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

All opponents become insignificant with such efficiency!

Then...why did Fang Zheng call us over? To show off his strength?
Chapter completed!
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