Su Wan personally took charge.

She combined mulberry bark thread with a very small amount of fine cotton and spun it on a spinning wheel.

The spun yarn itself is covered with a layer of fine, fuzzy cotton fibers.

Next, she used this special yarn to weave a palm-sized mesh fabric using an extremely sparse, staggered interlacing method.

This mesh fabric replaced the original tightly compressed cotton in the middle layer and was embedded between the outer and inner layers.

"Boss, let's try again."

Su Wan handed over the newly made face mask.

His tone was steady, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Gu Mingyue took it and tied the two straps behind her ears.

Take a deep breath.

Air flowed smoothly into the nasal cavity.

There was no feeling of suffocation.

Exhale slowly, and the surface of the mask bulges slightly before settling back in, the fit just right.

The tiny amount of cotton fibers attached to the middle layer of mesh fabric forms a natural barrier with each breath.

Air can pass through, but droplets cannot.

Gu Mingyue slowly took off her mask.

She looked at the thin piece of cloth in her hand.

There was no excitement on his face.

But deep in her eyes churned something only she knew.

Two months later.

When the epidemic swept through Dayong, and the dead fell in droves like autumn leaves.

The entire population of Kyoto would cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves and wail amidst the piles of corpses.

High-ranking officials and nobles would lock themselves in their mansions to burn incense, pray to Buddha, and ask for divine protection.

The imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy would be helpless, watching as patients breathed their last one after another.

And in her warehouse, tens of thousands of face masks lie quietly.

Back then, this palm-sized piece of cloth was a lifesaver.

"Let's go with this standard."

Gu Mingyue put the mask back on the table.

"Manager Su, your skills will save many lives in the future, though they may not know it yet."

Su Wan was taken aback.

She didn't quite understand what that sentence meant.

But in that instant, she saw something very heavy in her employer's eyes.

It is more important than silver, more important than buying and selling.

"……Understood."

Su Wan didn't ask any further questions, but simply nodded emphatically.

"I'll break down the process tomorrow and put it on the assembly line."

"Fifty people are in charge of cutting. Fifty people are in charge of weaving the middle layer of filter screen. One hundred people are responsible for sewing and finishing."

"Go all out to work."

Gu Mingyue gave a serious explanation.

"Starting today, all products produced will be stored and sealed in the warehouse."

"Not a single one is to be allowed to leave without my personally stamped transfer order."

Su Wan kept her back straight.

"Okay, boss."

Although she didn't know what would happen next, she could vaguely sense the omen of disaster in her employer's words.

Su Wan had no doubts.

The boss's vision is far more far-reaching than hers.

She only needs to carry out her employer's requirements.

The sky was bright.

Gu Mingyue sat in the lobby of the inn, with a bowl of spicy soup in front of her.

She ate very slowly.

The system panel hovered in the upper left corner of her field of vision.

[Remaining time for the mission: 4 days]

[Task Balance: 6200 taels]

Six thousand two hundred taels.

It's not much, and it's easy to spend.

But Gu Mingyue hopes that every penny spent can be worthwhile.

Gu Mingyue held the bowl and slowly took a sip of soup.

At the next table, two middle-aged women were complaining quietly.

"The pay at Pujitang is really good, I'd love to go, but it's too far away!"

"Who can argue with that? I had to set off before dawn to walk from my home in Liuqiao County to the workshop, and it took me a full hour!"

"By the time I get home after work, it's completely dark. The streets are pitch black. The other day, Mrs. Liu from the next alley sprained her ankle, and it's swollen up like a bun!"

"Ah, if only an oxcart could give me a ride..."

Gu Mingyue stopped the porcelain spoon at her lips.

My brain has already started working at lightning speed.

The Pujitang currently has nearly four hundred registered workers, including female workers in the textile workshop.

The number will increase to two thousand in a month.

These people are scattered over an area of ​​dozens of miles around Qingshui County and Liuqiao County.

I rush to work every morning and rush home after dark.

The round trip takes two or three hours, all spent on the road.

Physical strength is wasted, efficiency drops sharply, and there are also safety hazards.

If this problem isn't solved, the more people we hire, the more the entire system will be crippled by commuting.

Gu Mingyue put down the soup bowl.

The remaining six thousand taels in the system suddenly no longer seemed like a problem.

"Gong Huo".

"exist!"

"Prepare the car. Head to Xishikou, Jiangzhou."

"...Horse market?"

"right."

Gu Mingyue stood up and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

"I want to buy a horse."

West Market Entrance, Jiangzhou.

The Erlichang Livestock Trading Market.

From one end of the street to the other, the sounds of cows mooing, horses neighing, and mules snorting rose and fell.

The air was filled with the strong, pungent smell of fermented cow, sheep, and horse manure, and flies buzzed around the manure piles.

Gu Mingyue covered her nose with a handkerchief and led Gong Huo and Yi Wu through the noisy market.

Tiansheng Dayahang.

The largest livestock depot in Xishikou.

Manager Qian, the brokerage manager, leaned back in his wooden rocking chair, crossed his legs, and casually picked his teeth.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone coming through the door.

A young woman walked at the front.

The fabric was of the finest brocade, with silver thread trim on the cuffs, and a fine white jade pendant hung from the waist.

Three people followed behind him.

A pretty young maid, a burly guard, and a cold-looking man carrying a long sword.

The burly man stood at the doorway, blocking half of the door frame.

Manager Qian immediately put his legs down.

He threw the toothpick on the ground, and a smile immediately filled his entire face.

"Oh my, young lady. Just by looking at your bearing, I can tell you're someone who does big business!"

"Our Tiansheng Pawnshop is the top-tier pawnshop in Jiangzhou. Just name your price!"

Gu Mingyue didn't waste any words.

She pulled a stack of silver notes from her sleeve.

It slammed down on the tea table with a "thud".

"I'm here to buy horses."

Gu Mingyue spoke, her voice neither hurried nor slow.

"The kind of cargo truck that comes with a full set of large carriages at the back."

"I want all the dental work you have in your shop."

Manager Qian opened his mouth.

He's been doing this for seventeen years.

I've seen countless individual customers buying one or two horses.

This is the first time someone has ever bought out the entire venue in one go.

Manager Qian slapped his thigh and jumped up from the rocking chair.

"Miss, are you serious?! You want it all?!"

Gu Mingyue fanned the smell in front of her nose with a handkerchief, her expression unchanged.

"We want them all. How many large wagons with sidecars are there?"

Shopkeeper Qian started counting on his fingers quickly.

"With sidecars... hmm, we'll have to count that. We have twelve ready-made ones in our own shed. The Li family brokerage next door has seven or eight more. Old Liu from the south of the city also has a few..."

"Not enough," Gu Mingyue interrupted him. "I want a hundred."

Manager Qian's fingers froze in mid-air.

One hundred vehicles?

A single horse-drawn carriage, including the carriage and horses, costs at least fifteen taels of silver. One hundred carriages would cost one thousand five hundred taels.

Is this girl here to buy a horse, or to buy the entire West Market Street?

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