I played as an assistant in ancient times

Chapter 310

"How much cloth do you think I can eat in a year?" Shen Xiaoye asked him.

Based on the number of horses this time, Old Escort Chief Chang estimated, "One hundred thousand?"

"But the demand in the northwest is more than one million pieces. At present, many villages in Suining can increase their weaving efforts.

Although it cannot challenge Nanbu, it can still occupy a place.

Such a prosperous trade is not only beneficial to the local people, but also to me, a traveling merchant with low demand.

By then, the quality of cotton cloth will be better and better, and I will have more room for choice. "In short, Shen Xiaoye's focus is on this county, and this place is an away game after all, which can serve as a supplement for her supply.

Master Wanhuai had told her before that when they were collecting cloth in the south, they were often blackmailed by local brokers, who cut off the villagers from selling cloth directly and often bullied them and demanded very high prices.

Many Northwestern cloth merchants have united and are preparing to set up trading companies and shipping companies in the south, leaving their agents behind. They will go directly to the countryside to collect cloth and then hand it over to shipping companies to the northwest.

Shen Xiaoye believed that, in this way, the Northwest cloth merchants would certainly not only focus on southern cloth, but northern cloth would also be a market they would explore.

She had to take advantage of this opportunity. She believed that her fourth uncle had already asked Mr. Wang San to send a letter through the post station in the capital to contact the master.

"Mr. Chang, what do you think about us buying some furs in Hejian?" Shen Xiaoye suddenly thought of this again.

The old escort leader Chang pondered for a moment and said, "I have a few old friends in Hejian, and I was planning to bring some back on my way back.

They all got the goods from the big camp, and the prices were much cheaper than in the capital.

But you don't even have enough money to buy cloth, how can you afford furs?"

Shen Xiaoye smiled and said, "If I don't have a few thousand taels, I can always squeeze out a few hundred taels."

Since she was going on a long trip, how could her grandmother and aunt not give her some extra money for emergencies? No one had spent last year's dividends.

"Very good, we will stay in Hejian for one more day." When escorting goods, it is impossible not to smuggle some things to earn some extra money. After the escort leader Chang Lao said this, the old and the young smiled at each other and began to calculate the journey of the heavy truck.

Fortunately, the two of them agreed to spare one more day, otherwise, before setting off early the next morning, the head of Hexi Village would come and keep asking Shen Xiaoye to go and check the cellar, and the trip would have been disrupted.

After all, these days the distance you travel in a day and where you stay for food and lodging are all planned in advance. If you are late, you will miss the lodging and have to rest in the wilderness, which is unsafe.

In fact, Shen Xiaoye only knew about weaving in the cellar. She didn't dare to say anything about the specific design of this kind of design as recorded in her previous life.

Fortunately, the veterans in the caravan had fought in border battles for many years and were quite familiar with underground caves and cellars. So Shen Xiaoye took them to Hexi Village again and gave the head of the village some useful suggestions, especially not allowing them to dig too big and just put down three looms.

Before leaving, Shen Xiaoye said: "After weaving two pieces, you can make adjustments according to different situations. It is also best to visit other people's cellars and learn from their good experiences."

"You will definitely go to compare, don't worry, little girl, I will save all the cloth for you next spring.

Then, I can invite you to come along so we can have a few drinks together." The head of Hexi Village was very grateful and repeatedly invited them to have a meal before leaving.

But Shen Xiaoye was in a hurry, and she had also rented a car from a big carriage house. Every extra day would cost her extra money, so after politely declining the offer from the head of the village, she immediately returned to the city.

The process of buying furs during the trip is not worth mentioning. The caravan moved forward steadily and finally arrived in the capital ten days later.

Among them, Shen Xiaoye transported several thousand rolls of lower-grade cloth and ten thousand rolls of high-quality cloth to his house in the city so that they could be sold in Beijing. The demand for white cotton cloth in Beijing was also not small.

Half of these cloth and furs were shipped by Mrs. Zhu, while the other more than 10,000 pieces were sent back to Baihe Village in Linghe County for dyeing.

The houses here have been built. Shen Cungeng comes from the county town every night and lights the fire pits and fire walls in each house at night so that the houses can be dried as quickly as possible.

He said to Shen Xiaoye, "Do you think it will have any impact if we release the cloth now?

When the madder arrived a few days ago, I didn’t dare have it pulled over, but instead rented a warehouse at the ferry to store it.

If the cloth is susceptible to moisture, it can be moved to the warehouse over there, which is only a few miles away."

"No need, it has been left to air out for more than ten days, and there is a fire wall so it won't be a problem." Shen Xiaoye touched the still warm wall, "It's much warmer than our house.

Next year, when we demolish old houses and build new ones, we must also follow this standard.”

Shen Cungeng couldn't agree more: "I think so too, and my great grandfather is very careful in supervising the work, and he does everything properly.

Xiaoye, how about we also renovate Grandpa's main house when we build the house next year?"

"Well, let grandpa talk to him." Shen Xiaoye went to visit his grandpa when he came back. Although he lived in the temple and ate vegetarian food every day, without the terrifying oppression of the Northern Yamen, his grandpa and uncle's composure had returned to normal.

She said, “I hope we can hire more workers tomorrow so that we can dye the cloth as soon as possible before the snow starts.

In the early spring of next year, I will have to go to Suining again to buy cloth.

Oh, by the way, how is the collection of cloth from various places at home going?"

“It’s OK. My cousin suggested hiring Uncle Xin Jiu to go to Baohe County, and Uncle Jiang Tong from Fushan to collect cloth east of Fushan.

But my mother didn't take the fixed monthly payment method, but let them collect points according to how much cloth they collected, and they are both doing well now." As for the fact that he came forward to discuss, Shen Cungeng did not show off his achievements in front of his sister this time. He was much more relaxed staying at home than his sister who was living in the open air.

His mother said that he had not been involved in the business much this year, and would not give any dividends to himself but would give more to his sister. He fully agreed.

“My fourth uncle once brought my grandma back to get something, but since my grandpa and dad hadn’t been home in the village for a long time, some people couldn’t help but ask about it.

You have to tell us they are in the fur business."

"Okay." Shen Xiaoye nodded. It was not a big deal. Grandpa and uncle would definitely go home before the New Year. If the investigation was really carried out until next year, the Guard Bureau would not have to celebrate the New Year.

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It is really painful to dye cloth in late October. Although the villagers who come to work from Jiuli Village can tolerate it, Shen Xiaoye cannot let everyone wash cloth with cold water when working in the open air.

She bought cartloads of firewood and used several large pots to boil water for washing cloth, and she was careful to add warm water in small amounts several times when dyeing the cloth.

Grandma Lin is no longer staying in the capital. Anyway, until the case is solved, her husband and eldest son will continue to live in the temple. As long as the family has enough money, they will not starve or move.

So when Shen Xiaoye came back with the cotton cloth, they went home together.

They were busy until the first day of the new year. When Shen Changsui took a day off, his special teacher also came with him to watch the cloth dyeing. Of course, Mr. Pan also came with them.

On the tall bamboo poles, pieces of green or red cloth are fluttering, which is very beautiful.

He turned around a few times and found that Shen Changsui actually rolled up his sleeves to dye cloth, so he also wanted to try his hand.

But Shen Xiaoye quickly stopped him and pretended to ask his uncle about his homework, "Can my fourth uncle Mingqiu enter?"

"That depends on his performance in the county's annual examination this year." Once Mr. Cheng talked about academic matters, he no longer cared about anything else.

Shen Xiaoye asked again: "Is it guaranteed to pass?" Only a scholar who passed the imperial examination could be qualified to take the examination for a juren.

"I'm not a god." Old Mr. Cheng immediately blew his beard and glared.

Shen Xiaoye: "How about fifty taels of charcoal this winter?"

"Hiss!" The old man felt a toothache after hearing this. You are so great, you want to throw silver at me?

But, she gave a lot indeed!

So the old gentleman stopped visiting and turned around, grabbed Shen Changsui and left: "You should spend your precious time studying. Those who work with their minds rule others, and those who work with their hands are ruled by others."

Shen Xiaoye and Mr. Pan who was left behind couldn't help laughing.

And so, ten months later...