Chapter 31                                                                                                                             �

"Wool?" The old man said in a datong accent: "If the guest wants cashmere, there is naturally no. The Mongolian masters want it. Where can I take out for takeout?"

Zhou Mengchen said: "Cashmere?"

Zhou Mengchen heard this name in his previous life. He only knew it was a very good material. But what was the specific advantage? Zhou Mengchen didn't know. After all, is a man? As long as he is not a textile major, who cares about what material is good and what material is bad?

The old man said with a skeptical look: "Don't you know? Cashmere is a fluff on the elders of the goat, which grows to keep warm in winter. It will fall off in spring and autumn, and it will be very small. It takes a day to pull the velvet on the goat and sort it out. It's only a little bit every day. It can be said that the price is more than gold. In fact, there is not a cashmere like this on Fengzhou Beach. But it is impossible to take out what the Mongolian master wants. However, if the guest really wants, you can actually go to Lanzhou to ask. The most produced cashmere in the world is Lanzhou. It is even called lantern. Don't you know?"

Zhou Mengchen really doesn't know.

However, he was sure that this kind of wool was not what he wanted.

Because Zhou Mengchen knew that this kind of fabric that could already belong to the ranks of luxury goods was not his best choice. The output was too small.

Zhou Mengchen wanted to do wool-spinning business because he wanted to bring Datong close to the grassland, which was the geographical advantage of Datong, so that Datong became the wool-spinning center in the north. Since it cannot be compared with Songjiang's textile industry, it can also support Datong's people's livelihood. In addition, the wool supply relationship has turned the grassland economy into an affiliated economic circle of Datong.

Whether this cashmere is good or not, how good is it? It is not within Zhou Mengchen's choice.

Zhou Mengchen said, "The old man misunderstood. All I want is ordinary wool." Zhou Mengchen said, holding a piece of leather, "It's this kind of wool."

The old man said, "The guest official, the old man has been there for so many years. The first time he saw this kind of wool sells this kind of wool. This kind of sheep is used for fur. Pure white fur. As long as the craftsmanship is good, the fur color is like snowflakes. When people are in the snow, they can tell whether it is fur or snow. Fox fur is too expensive. Even if it is not a good official or a noble person, it can be worn by ordinary wealthy men. But this wool is not very good."

"Overall, these wools are not close to each other. Make some decorations on hats and embellishments on clothes. Girls' cuffs are made of these wools. There are these wools. I usually give some to people with the skin. For those who don't have money, I have about ten kilograms here. But I can't give them all. If you really want to have one tael of silver, I will sell you ten kilograms."

"Don't underestimate the hair. It's very troublesome to do it. You have to cut it off the sheep, clean it and remove the oil, and then fix it one by one, so that you can have these hairs."

The old man said, and hugged a package from under the nearby table. As soon as he opened it, the smell of smell came to his face. Zhou Mengchen couldn't help frowning. It seemed that the old man didn't work so hard. Zhou Mengchen still came forward and looked, rubbed his hands, and just a moment, he obviously felt the thickness, thinness, and length.

Zhou Mengchen asked, "Old man, can't you really make clothes?"

The old man said, "There are people who make clothes. But who can wear them except those of us who are broken and destroyed?" Then the old man lifted his clothes, revealing a black jacket, and said, "This is made of wool. Guests can take a look."

Zhou Mengchen stepped forward and looked, and it turned out that the true nature of the wool could not be seen. The old man hadn't taken a bath for many years and dyed the wool black.

Even so, Zhou Mengchen could clearly feel uneven when he touched it, and some of the wool was very hard, as if a needle was pricked in an oblique way. Zhou Mengchen thought about it and felt uncomfortable to wear it on his body.

Zhou Mengchen asked, "Can you wear this clothes in the old man?"

The old man smiled slightly and said, "What else should I say after the disaster? Just keep warm. And after wearing it for a long time and getting it worn, it will be no big deal."

Xu Wei said: "This brown coat is indeed not good. But not all wool cannot be used as clothes. There is a Taihu sheep wool in my hometown, which is better than these. Some people in Jiangnan add wool to fabrics and weave them together. I don't know what the specific situation is, and the general effect is not very good."

Zhou Mengchen said: "Why?"

Xu Wei said proudly in his tone: "The world's fashion depends on Jiangnan. If it is really successful, this new fabric will definitely be popular all over the world. How can it be unknown?"

Zhou Mengchen didn't know that in fact, Chinese wool is not very suitable for making clothes. Not only does it belong to coarse wool, but the wool on sheep is different. It is heterogeneous wool, and it is very laborious to process it. In short, it is not that the ancients have tried to use wool textiles or make clothes with wool.

Now after a lot of effort, they think that wool is used as an auxiliary material in textile raw materials, making some carpets, or other coarse things, or making some decorations on clothes, such as furry headdresses, or tassels on decorations, etc., is the use of wool.

Cashmere is also recommended as the best.

Zhou Mengchen was about to buy the ten kilograms of wool, Xu Wei said: "However, even the Taihu sheep produces a year is only worth two taels of silver. This amount of wool costs ten taels. Do you treat us as a sucker?"

The old man smiled embarrassedly and didn't say anything. It seemed that Zhou Mengchen was talking nonsense and asked some too much amateur again. The old man was going to kill Zhou Mengchen with a fierce attack.

Zhou Mengchen didn't care after hearing this. He said, "One liang is just one liang." Then he asked someone to take the silver to pay the bill, and asked the followers behind him to carry the ten kilograms of wool. To be honest, the wool was not heavy. It was just very fluffy.

Xu Wei said: "Sir, are you?"

Zhou Mengchen said, "This old man is a Datong man. He has many old injuries on his body. I don't know how much suffering he suffered on the grassland. This is the court's fault. Just give him a little bit of silver." When the old man lifted his clothes and asked Zhou Mengchen to see, Zhou Mengchen saw that the old man's skinny body had scars stacked together one after another.

Xu Wei said: "Sir, this is not your fault. You have only been to Datong for a few years. This has been happening for decades."

Zhou Mengchen said: "I am the governor of Datong. This is mine. Why do you really need to learn from some people? Everything is said to be a mess left by taking office. I, Mr. Zhou, can't do such a thing. Even though it had nothing to do with me before, but now it has something to do with me."

Thinking of this, Zhou Mengchen suddenly lost interest in visiting the roaming.

Yes, now the bustling crowds, in Zhou Mengchen's view, the purchasing power of the Tartars suppressed for several years suddenly exploded, and in the future, there will be a peak period of transactions. Many people have benefited from this kind of trade. It seems to be a best of both worlds.

But who would think that countless people who died under iron hooves died under the blade of a sword.

Yes, everything should be looked forward. But the premise is to settle the old accounts first and then look forward. Now it is not a self-deception. You have written it off by yourself. Others may not feel this way.

Zhou Mengchen said, "Yuan Jing. Please ask all the stalls and buy a few kilograms of wool you can buy."

Qi Jiguang said: "Yes."

Zhou Mengchen then left the encirclement with a group of people.

But just as Zhou Mengchen judged, today's things will not change because of Zhou Mengchen's personal mood or bad. When night falls, the two gates in the surrounding area are slowly closed. Each company will go to check the accounts.

Zhou Mengchen also had the same account.

Yin Zhengmao and dozens of minor officials calculated the taxes collected today in a 10-minute manner, and finally reported them to Zhou Mengchen and said, "Sir, I collected a total of 7,000 taels today."

Xu Wei said: "Not bad, seven thousand taels are not."

Taxes of 7,000 taels, with taxes of 10 to 10, the total trade amount is about 70,000 to 80,000 taels. After all, when Zhou Mengchen arranged tax collection, the principle set was that it should be rough rather than detailed. There must be a lot of things that evade taxes. Therefore, when estimating, you should estimate more.
Chapter completed!