Bachelor

Chapter 299 Future Prospects ([-])

When Guo Pu was hit by this palm, he didn't feel anything at all. Now after hearing what Mu Shouli said, he was shocked to realize that his right hand was severely injured.He just made a fist and punched it out. At this moment, his right hand is still clenched, but its size has grown a lot.

He looked at his hand in surprise, and wanted to open his fist, but with this movement, the pain returned to his body.He just felt that his right hand was stabbed by thousands of needles at the same time, and he cried out in pain, and tears flowed out.

"Master Guo, are you alright?" Seeing Guo Pu in such pain, Mu Shouli was shocked, and became suspicious of the identity of the silk dealer named Gong Er just now. , Thinking of his demeanor just now, he fell into deep thought.

"I'm fine, damn it, let's go, Mr. Guo will never let that lowly businessman go today." Luckily, Mu Shouli didn't see him making a fool of himself, Guo Pu quietly wiped his tears with his left hand , bitterly said: "This Guo Hong is really a useless thing, so he ran away inexplicably. Does he still have a little bit of Guo Hou's demeanor? It's really a shame for my Guo family. Master Mu...Master Mu."

After calling several times in a row, Mu Shouli woke up from his trance, waking up like a dream: "What?"

Guo Pu was very dissatisfied when he saw Mu Shouli's disobedience, and stomped his feet: "Sun Dan has brought the gentry to see the loom, and Sun Dan's eloquence may have really fooled everyone. don't go!"

This stomp of his feet affected the injury of his right hand, and tears welled up from the corner of his eyes.

Mu Shouli also knew the urgency of the matter: "Okay, you and I will rush over immediately."

The two quickly left the hall one after the other, and walked towards the workshop that Sun Dan had mentioned.

At this time, all the looms in the entire weaving bureau had been activated, and there were at least [-] looms.Although the sound from each loom is not loud, the noise of so many machines is combined together, but it is like a rising sea, rumbling and whistling.

At the same time, Mu Shouli and Guo Pu were shaken by this torrential sound wave that they had never heard before. They felt that the muscles in their whole body were shaken uncontrollably, and the ground under their feet trembled slightly, making people feel like they were stepping on the ground. The muddy ground is average.

This is a brand-new experience. The two of them never imagined that more than 3000 looms started at the same time with such a huge momentum, and their ears were full of buzzing roars. Although the night is dark today, looking up, the whole The dark sky seemed to be shaking gently in the sound waves, dancing for the artificial spectacle created by Sun Dan.

Dozens of rows of adobe workshops are lit up, looking from a distance, like a sea of ​​lights.

By the light, Mu Shouli and Guo Pu saw each other's pale face at the same time.

This is the power of large-scale industrial production, although there is no steam engine, although it is still a manual production.But as long as it reaches a certain scale, it will naturally have a breathtaking power.This kind of power was unimaginable to the ancients and to the farming society.

Mu Shouli murmured: "I've always heard people say that Nanjing's Jiangnan weaving is huge. Seeing that the weaving bureau created by Sun Dan is not much inferior to Nanjing."

A feeling of frustration rose from both of them at the same time, making Guo Pu forget the pain in his right hand.

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After entering the largest workshop, it was already filled with all the gentry from Fangshan County and dozens of silk dealers.

There are more than 20 looms inside, and more than 30 workers are busy.Even on the cold night of the New Year's Eve, with so many people gathered inside, and the steaming heat blowing towards the face, it still made people feel hot and their faces became moist.

That damned silk dealer, Gong Er, was standing beside Sun Dan. Next to Sun Dan was another strange-looking merchant. He had a high nose and deep eyes, blond hair, and white and red skin. He was actually a Hongyi devil.

The red-haired devil looked like the legendary Yaksha, and the Fangshan gentry were all afraid in their hearts, subconsciously hid aside, and looked at Sun Dan and the other three curiously.

Probably it had been arranged long ago, and a piece of silk had already been woven and dragged on the ground.

"Sun Dan, it's finished weaving. Do you and Mr. Deng want to see it now?" The weaver who spoke was an old and ugly Suzhou native, speaking in a strong Wumata soft language.

Sun Dan laughed, and turned to look at the red-haired devil: "Mr. Ferguson, this weaver is surnamed Jia. He was originally a master of the Nanjing Weaving Bureau. He specializes in making dresses for the emperor and empress of our country. He is a national treasure." A master craftsman." The red-haired devil's full name is Duncan Ferguson. He is a Dutch businessman. Some time ago he was purchasing silk, tea and porcelain in Suzhou. He happened to meet Sun Jia. He heard that Fangshan had a large textile factory. , just followed.Because Sun Jia and others didn't know that foreigners' names were written backwards, they called him Mr. Deng.

"Ah, I'm so lucky to be the master who made the dress for His Majesty the Emperor!" Duncan rubbed his hands excitedly, "Today is really going to open my eyes."

Sun Dan hurriedly said to the craftsman and Bi Yun: "Old Jia, Lao Gong, please help me."

"Okay, no problem." Bi Yun didn't refuse, and lifted the piece of silk from the ground with a smile.

Looking at the height of the pile of silk and satin on the ground, everyone thought it was not very long, at most two or three meters.But when Bi Yun and Lao Jia pulled both ends of the silk to unfold it at the same time, everyone was surprised: it was too long.

I saw that the two men couldn't stop backing away while holding the silk, they retreated about ten meters in one breath, and the driving stopped.

"How thin is the ten-foot-long silk!" A Fangshan squire exclaimed in surprise.

Following this cry, all the people rushed forward and surrounded the silk that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Sun Dan walked to the side of the silk with an oil lamp in his hand: "Everyone, please take a look."

Almost at the same moment, more than a dozen oil lamps stretched out at the same time.

Under the illumination of the light, the thin and transparent satin seemed to disappear out of thin air, completely illuminated by the light.

The swarm of bees on the top fluttered in front of Bi Yun and Lao Jia's slightly trembling hands, as if there was a noisy buzzing sound.The patterns and colors on each bee's body are so subtle that they seem to come alive.Not only that, but with the trembling of Bi Yun's hands, the luster on the bee's body also changed.

Below the swarm was a field of peonies in full bloom, and these flowers, each petal tender enough to pinch water, were falling sideways with the breeze brought by the flying bees.

"It's so beautiful!" The Fangshan gentry were fascinated, and even the silk dealers from the south gasped softly.But the gentry in Fangshan are all scholars, so they can maintain a basic reserve.As for the merchants who came to purchase from the south, although they were amazed in their hearts, in order to keep the price down, they refused to express any amazement in their mouths.

Sun Dan smiled and looked at Duncan: "Let me ask you, how much are you willing to pay for such a piece of satin?"

Duncan raised a finger: "Twelve taels, how much do I want? Let me ask you, how much of this kind of silk can you produce in a month?"

"Oh!" Everyone exclaimed in unison.

(End of this chapter)