Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Inside the carriage behind.

Gu Mingyue was indeed extremely depressed.

She leaned against the cushion, her fingers unconsciously gripping the rim of the bamboo cup.

I took two sips of the herbal tea and put it down.

The refreshing taste of mint spread on her tongue, but it couldn't suppress the feeling of tightness in her heart.

The carriage traveled steadily for about half an hour before slowing down.

The driver called out from the front, "We're here."

The wheels rolled over the last stretch of gravel road and came to a stop.

Gu Mingyue lifted the carriage curtain and jumped down.

Before us lay a wide-open space.

The area was surrounded by a bamboo fence, with morning glory vines twining around it, blooming vibrantly in purple and white.

Inside the fence were rows of neat, long factory buildings.

Blue bricks and gray tiles.

There was a smell of cotton yarn and tung oil mixed in the air.

A wooden sign stands at the main entrance, which reads "Pujitang Textile Workshop".

A young woman was talking to several female workers at the entrance. She was wearing an indigo blue, narrow-sleeved blouse with the cuffs rolled up to her forearms, and a red string tied around her wrist.

Her hair was neatly pinned up at the back of her head and secured with a bamboo hairpin.

Hearing the sound of the carriage, the girl turned around.

Round face, clean eyebrows and eyes, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The moment he saw Gu Mingyue, his eyes lit up, and he jogged over to greet her.

"Boss!"

Su Wan's voice was clear and crisp, like a freshly rung copper bell.

"You've finally arrived! I've been looking forward to your visit every day!"

Looking at Su Wan's energetic appearance, Gu Mingyue felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.

Three months later, this young widow, who had once been bullied by her husband's family, now exudes shrewdness and competence, with the air of a female manager.

Gu Mingyue took a deep breath, hiding the look of utter despair on her face.

He gave a kind smile.

"Manager Su."

She stepped aside, revealing Xiao Ye getting off the carriage behind her.

"We have distinguished guests who wish to visit our workshop today."

Su Wan's gaze swept over Xiao Ye, then looked at the more than thirty people who were getting off the bus one after another.

Slightly taken aback.

People from Kyoto have arrived?

She immediately understood the protocol for the reception.

Su Wan's smile remained unchanged, but she bent her waist even lower.

"Please come in, distinguished guests."

Xiao Ye straightened his sleeves and stepped inside.

Geng Zhi followed closely with four shadow guards, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Gu Mingli jumped out of the car in front and rushed to his sister's side.

"How is it?" he asked in a low voice.

Gu Mingyue glanced at him expressionlessly.

"The horse-drawn carriage team made money."

Gu Mingli raised his hand and patted her shoulder.

"I'll help you figure something out. Let's deal with Huang Jiaojiao first."

Gu Mingyue nodded and followed the others into the workshop.

Su Wan led the way, explaining things as she walked.

"Distinguished guest, our workshop currently has 2,200 female workers, divided into four workshops."

She pointed to the first row of bungalows on the left.

"This is the spinning workshop. The raw materials are cotton sourced from cotton farmers upstream."

Su Wan pushed open the wooden door of the spinning workshop.

A warm, cottony scent wafted over, mixed with a faint tung oil aroma emanating from the turning wooden wheel.

Inside the workshop, dozens of spinning wheels were neatly arranged.

A female worker sat in front of each spinning wheel, turning the wheel nimbly with her hands and feet.

The yarn is pulled out from the cotton and carefully wound onto the spool.

Xiao Ye stood at the door, his gaze slowly sweeping over the spinning wheels.

"This spinning wheel is different from the usual ones."

Su Wan explained from the side.

"You have a good eye, esteemed guest. This was improved by the owner's brother, who drew up the blueprints. Ordinary spinning wheels can only spin one thread at a time, but ours can spin three at the same time."

Xiao Ye raised an eyebrow in surprise and turned to look at Gu Mingli.

Gu Mingli pretended not to see Huang Jiaojiao's adoring gaze.

With chest puffed out proudly, he strolled leisurely.

The professor's "great, glorious, and correct" image shines brightly at this moment.

Su Wan continued walking forward.

"This way, please. The second workshop is for weaving."

Walk through a corridor and push open another door.

The weaving workshop is twice the size of the spinning workshop.

The looms inside were taller and wider, with shuttles moving back and forth between the warp and weft threads, making a rhythmic "click-clack" sound.

Tiny cotton-like particles floated in the air, drifting slowly in the sunlight streaming through the windowpanes.

Xiao Ye was shocked once again.

"Is this also an improved version?"

Su Wan nodded with a smile, "It was Brother Dong who made the changes."

Gu Mingli leaned over Xiao Ye's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"This loom is three times more efficient than the one in the official textile bureau in the capital. Isn't that amazing?"

Xiao Ye turned his head and looked at Gu Mingli.

I suddenly felt a surge of excitement.

How come this guy can do everything?

Could it be that a celestial being truly guiding us?!

This kind of talent must be kept close and given important responsibilities!

the other side.

Gu Mingyue's focus was entirely on production output.

She had a bad feeling.

"Manager Su."

Gu Mingyue waved.

Su Wan quickly stepped forward.

"Please speak, sir."

Gu Mingyue asked directly, "What is the workshop's monthly cotton fabric production rate now?"

"As for cloth, the monthly production is 50,000 bolts."

Su Wan counted on her fingers.

"In addition, the carriage shop produces twenty-five carriages per month. They also produce three hundred pairs of hooves per day."

Gu Mingyue's fingers tightened around the fabric of her sleeve.

"What about the profit?"

Su Wan smiled brightly.

"Last month's net profit was 60,000 taels! This month, it's expected to reach 80,000!"

Gu Mingyue shifted her gaze to the morning glories blooming brightly outside the window.

The purple petals swayed gently in the wind.

She felt that the flowers were mocking her.

Su Wan noticed that her employer's expression was not quite right, assuming it was because he was tired from the long journey.

She quickly called to the female worker next to her and poured her a cup of iced tea.

"Master, please have some water and rest for a bit."

Gu Mingyue took the rough porcelain bowl and took a sip.

Cool and slightly sweet.

Swallowing it down eased the tightness in my throat a little.

Gu Mingli rubbed her head and leaned down to coax her softly.

All roads lead to Rome.

Making money isn't scary; there are always ways to spend it.

Gu Mingyue pouted as she looked at her brother.

Just as I opened my mouth to say something, two tall, shadowy figures moved closer.

Xiao Ye is now very interested in everything Gu Mingli says.

"Where are the mules and horses from?"

Gu Mingli's lips twitched. "Uh... it's the West Market Mule and Horse Market."

Xiao Jue recalled for a moment, "Isn't Mule and Horse Market outside the East Gate?"

"Yeah, pretty much, it's in that area, not far apart."

Xiao Jue asked, puzzled, "Are there many main roads?"

Gu Mingli didn't want to discuss this issue in depth with the Prince of Qi, so he picked up Gu Mingyue.

"Let's continue our tour."

Su Wan led the group deeper into the workshop.

Leaving the weaving workshop, turning a corner, there was a row of even lower bungalows.

Several pieces of dyed plain cloth were hanging to dry by the door. When the wind blew, the cloth billowed up and then stuck back down.

"Distinguished guest, this is the finished product warehouse and the new product trial production room."

Su Wan pushed open the door to the innermost room.

Inside the room, a row of wooden shelves stood along the wall, with various sizes of finished cotton fabrics stacked on them.

White, blue, and brown, stacked neatly, piled up like bricks.

The air smelled of freshly made cloth.

Su Wan pulled a piece of white cotton cloth from the shelf and handed it to Gu Mingyue for inspection.

"Currently, the workshop produces 1,600 bolts of cotton fabric per day, but it is still in short supply."

"The orders in Jiangzhou City are booked up for three months in advance. Cloth merchants from neighboring Xuzhou and Yuezhou have also come to place orders. The order queue alone has accumulated to 40,000 bolts."

Gu Mingyue swayed slightly.

1,600 bolts of cotton cloth produced per day?

Still in short supply?!