Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 671 Markets
"What else can we do?" Li Yunlong replied with some dissatisfaction: "It is not easy for us to weave this cloth. I am not hiding the money I made, or using it to pull the team? Besides, we Isn’t this paying for it with one hand and delivering it with one hand? If you have no money and can’t afford it, just buy coarse cloth!”

"Old Li!" Zhao Gang said earnestly: "Aren't you driving up the price of cloth? What if others see you doing this, and the price of coarse cloth also increases? One side rises and the other rises, but the common people can't buy clothes, you see. Can you feel at ease? This is the black heart of the landlord and the rich, and our Eighth Route Army can't do this!"

"Who said this was done by the landlord Laocai?" Li Yunlong was not convinced: "The landlord Laocai will not sell cloth, they are robbing it openly! We sell cloth with a clearly marked price, one willing to buy and one willing to sell, why can't it work? "

Zhao Gang couldn't convince Li Yunlong, so he trembled with anger, and then replied directly: "In short, it is not possible. If you raise the price, I will report to the superior!"

Li Yunlong gave a "fuck" and said, "Is there someone like you who is a political commissar? His mother's elbows are all turned out. It would be most suitable for you if we all go hungry and fight devils!"

"You..." Zhao Gang had nothing to say, and threw the drinking cup on the ground, which made a clanging sound when it fell on the ground.

Li Yunlong has a childish temper in this regard, and he never admits defeat. Seeing Zhao Gang throw something, he also grabbed the wine bowl and smashed it to pieces.

After it was over, I felt uneasy again, and kicked the kang table over with a "bang".

Wang Xuexin touched his nose and said nothing.

In this regard, Wang Xuexin actually supports Li Yunlong.

The market has its own rules, and it is normal market behavior for cloth with good quality to be sold at a high price.

But Zhao Gang, as a political commissar, first thought of whether the people could afford it, not how much money the independent group could make.

However, what to say about this matter?

After thinking about it, Wang Xuexin walked up to Zhao Gang and said, "Political Commissar, I think this matter...we have to weigh it carefully..."

Zhao Gang stood up angrily, and said earnestly: "Comrade Wang Xuexin, I thought you could understand the truth, but I didn't expect you to wear the same pants as the bandit Li Yunlong. This is capitalist thinking. Do you understand it? This is typical egoism. If you only think about yourself and don't think about the people, you will make a big mistake..."

Li Yunlong was unconvinced when he heard this over there: "Why is it egoism? The common people also weave and sell cloth, so are they also egoism?"

Then it was you and me arguing non-stop.

Wang Xuexin is in the middle, but it is difficult to be a man at both ends, and it is not right to offend either side.

After a long time, Zhao just calmed down a little.

Taking advantage of this moment, Wang Xuexin stepped forward and said: "Political commissar, I also consider the interests of the people, so let's start from the interests of the people and talk about whether this is okay?"

Zhao Gang glanced at Wang Xuexin, then nodded reluctantly, and said, "Okay, I'll listen! I don't believe it, you can increase the interests of the people by raising the price!"

Wang Xuexin said: "Political commissar, we should think about it this way. The common people are not only those who buy cloth, but also a lot of people who weave rough cloth and sell it for some money to eat! Instead, those who buy cloth, most of them Those who don’t weave and have a little extra money in their hands, such as merchants who sell salt, or those who sell grain and cotton!”

"Isn't that what I'm talking about?" Zhao Gang got up and asked back: "Let's not talk about the salt merchants, they live more prosperously, but those who farm and sell grain and cotton for sale, is it easy for them to grow some fields? If this is their own The cotton that has been planted for a year is not enough to buy a few pieces of cloth for the family to make a few cotton clothes for the winter, won’t the money get hot in your pockets?”

Wang Xuexin nodded and said: "Political Commissar, what you said is true, but what about those who weave cloth and hope to sell some cloth for some food? There are not many people here, right?"

What Wang Xuexin said is the truth, according to the fact that a considerable number of people in the field live a self-sufficient life, and there are countless people who farm and weave cloth during slack, or grow cotton cloth and weave cloth at the same time.

Many people hope that they can exchange the woven cloth for some money to live a good year.

Zhao Gang asked suspiciously: "I know there are quite a few of these people, but what does this have to do with the price of cloth?"

"Of course it has something to do with it!" Wang Xuexin took the cloth and put it in front of Zhao Gang, and said, "Look, political commissar, the quality of this cloth is undeniable. It is much better than coarse cloth at a glance. If we sell it at the same price as coarse cloth, How much is it?"

Li Yunlong responded at the other end: "Seventy-five-one meters!"

"Seventy-five-one meters!" Wang Xuexin secretly said, this cloth is indeed expensive enough, one meter of cloth is ten catties of rice.

But having said that, in the era when the level of artificial weaving is still quite backward, the things that need to be consumed by time and labor are indeed expensive. Only when machines are used on a large scale to replace labor, the price will come down.

These are not the point, Wang Xuexin pulled the rough cloth on his body, put it together with the new cloth, and put it in front of Zhao Gang, and asked: "Political commissar, if the price of these two kinds of cloth is the same, if it were you, which kind of cloth would you buy?"

"Does it need to be said?" Zhao Gang said: "It must be woven by a machine. The thread is dense and evenly woven, which is much better than coarse cloth!"

"That's right!" Wang Xuexin said: "If the political commissar knows to choose the cloth woven by our weaving factory, then the rest of the people will have to choose our cloth!"

"What's wrong with that?" Zhao Gang asked back: "Then the common people can use the same money to use better cloth?"

Zhao Gang never broke away from his role as a "seller".

"That's what you say!" Wang Xuexin nodded, and then added: "But, the people who sell coarse cloth can't sell the cloth in their hands!"

Zhao Gang was taken aback for a moment, and then he was speechless after half opening his mouth. He didn't expect this level.

Li Yunlong became excited when he heard this. He jumped off the kang and said, "Yes, yes, Xiaodongbei has knowledge! I said Lao Zhao, listen to what others say, that's for the sake of the people ! If our cloth doesn’t sell more expensively, won’t you force the weaving people to a dead end?”

Li Yunlong felt elated now, he walked two steps with his hands behind his back, and then seized this opportunity to teach Zhao Gang with shaking hands: "Besides, the cloth weaved at home and then sold is all poor people. Is there any rich and noble family who can spin the thread and push the loom at home? If we drive them to a dead end, it will be a real mistake!"

As he spoke, he leaned in front of Zhao Gang and asked, "Old Zhao, do you think this is the case?"

Zhao Gang's face turned blue and red, and after a while, he nodded and said, "It's okay, just be taller, but I have to put my ugly words first, and I can't be too tall!"

(End of this chapter)