"Old woman, when I went out on the street today, I heard that wool can be sold for money!"

An ordinary farmhouse courtyard in Xianyang City, the old man with gray hair and beard just came back from the market, and ran into the house happily and said happily.

"What? Wool? Haha, old man, are you afraid you're crazy about money? How can wool be sold?"

When the old woman who was sewing clothes with a needle, she didn't take it seriously and continued her life.

"Really, this is true. I asked someone to ask, saying that this is the latest content in today's newspaper, saying that the young master bought wool at a price of five ounces per catty!"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the old man stomped his feet in a hurry.

"Young Master collects it? That's even more impossible. Why do you collect the paper and winery opened by the young master collects those woolly food?"

The old woman was even more disbelief and shook her head with a smile.

"Oh! Why don't you believe it? After I sold the eggs at the market, I asked the gentleman at the nearby divination stall. There is indeed this article in the newspaper. In addition to collecting wool, I also recruited female workers who were good at textiles, and the salary was paid a lot!"

"Is it possible for women to hire textile workers? Is it possible that wool can be weaved into cloth? It shouldn't be? That thing is so coquettish, even if it can be made into cloth, who would want it?"

The old woman believed it a little.

"Don't worry about that much, wool is five cents per pound. The more than 20 sheep in our family can sell more than 400 cents, which is enough for us to spend two months!"

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes lit up.

The children have already started a family and started a business, and only the old couple are left in these two small thatched houses.

I must have no energy to farm. I just raise some poultry and livestock for some money!

If wool can be sold for money, it will solve many problems in their family!

"Sure! Since you can sell it, then go and cut it quickly. Don't wait until you go late before stopping the collection!"

When he heard the purchase price, the old woman put down the needle and thread and hurriedly put on her shoes.

Even if this matter is fake, they only lose some effort, which is not a loss!

Once it is true, it will bring considerable benefits to their family!

"Crack...Crack..."

They did it as soon as they said that, the old couple found scissors, one held the sheep down, and the other quickly shaved the hair. In a short while, they shaved the hair on the Aries.

"It is said that the young master has promoted it in the newspaper that each sheep can shear hair twice a year. Now after shearing it, it will be just enough to survive the winter when the wool grows out. The weather will be warm next spring. You can also cut it again. While selling it for money, it can also let the sheep have a cool summer!"

Looking at the pile of wool on the ground, the old man was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"If these wools can be sold for money, we will keep all the lambs that will be bred in the future. Every year, just selling wool will be enough to eat and drink!"

The old woman waved her scissors quickly, and she couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't worry, you can definitely sell it. When will the young master's words not count? This is to benefit our people! I heard that not only collect our wool, but also the ones on the grassland are collected. Think about how many sheep there are on the grassland? Even theirs are accepted as orders. How could it be that possible for us to lose this?"

"Haha, yes, yes, the young master is absolutely reliable in doing things. As long as you are not deaf and you hear it wrong!"

The old woman laughed jokingly.

"Old sister-in-law, where are your family shearing wool?"

Just then, outside the fence, a middle-aged woman was passing by in front of the old couple, saying hello to them.

"Yes, the old man went to the market and heard that wool can be sold for money. I don't know whether it is true or not. Let's cut it first!"

The old woman raised her head and found that it was a neighborhood neighbor, so she started to tell the truth.

"Really! It's definitely true. When my son came back from school, he bought a newspaper and read it to me. Now, the sack on my back is filled with wool. He is about to go to the purchase location to sell it. Unfortunately, I raise too few, and I only have more than twenty kilograms!"

The middle-aged woman's face also had an uncontrollable joy.

Even if it is only more than twenty kilograms, it still has a hundred ounces to get. This is equivalent to an adult man’s salary of more than ten days!

"That's not bad, haha!"

"No, I never dreamed that wool can be sold for money now!"

"Yes, I have to cut it quickly. After cutting it, I will sell it for money. I will buy a few kilograms of wine for our old man to bring it back, and then make a new dress for myself!"

"Haha, my sister-in-law, we thought of going together. After selling it back, we will go and choose the materials together!"

"become!"

...

Newspapers are now a daily necessity for all literate people, and semicolons are opened in major counties.

The contents of daily newspapers are delivered by Kuaima. Those closer can be distributed simultaneously with Xianyang City. Even if they are later, they can be published the next day.

So the news that wool can be sold money spread quickly, and the people rushed to the acquisition point, weighed, recorded, signed, and took the money!

All the people who came out of the acquisition were so happy that they couldn't stop!

There were garrisons everywhere in the Huns, so the news naturally spread quickly.

After hearing the news that wool can be sold for money, the people's first reaction was that they couldn't believe it, and each family sent representatives to the patriarch to discuss!

"Class leader, wool costs five cents per pound. Should we sell it or not?"

Everyone sat around the carpet and looked at the old man in charge.

The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, he lowered his head and thought carefully.

"What are you selling? It was the Qin people who made our country ruin. We can't do business with the Qin people!"

"Yes, the Qin people are cunning and have too many wrong ideas. We can't take advantage of doing business with them!"

As soon as the words were finished, two strong men spoke out against each other.

"You can't help but lose it. You two raise cattle at home. The total number of sheep in your home is less than twenty. Of course you don't advocate selling it!"

"That's right, which other people here are not a hundred people in the family? If they sell, they can sell at least 2,000 yuan at a time. How much food does it have to be bought!"

"No, now Daqin allows us to trade, cut two wool a year, which is about 4,000 yuan. Go to Daqin to buy some food, plus our mutton, and you can definitely spend this winter happily, and you no longer have to worry about having no food in winter...!"

Everyone’s meaning is very obvious. Most of them support trade with Daqin and sell wool to Daqin.

"Wool is a useless thing. If you can use it for money, it can indeed increase the income of the people on our grassland!"

After a while, the old patriarch finally raised his head and said slowly.

"No! Old patriarch, have you forgotten how their Daqin attacked our grassland?"

The strong man with objections quickly persuaded him.

"What else can I do if I have been beaten? Could it be that we living people still don't eat or drink..."
Chapter completed!