Who Zhou Feng is, Fan Yu has no impression, but he must have a very close relationship with the shopkeeper Wu.

Otherwise, in such a money-making business, Shopkeeper Wu would not be the first to think of Zhou Feng.

When Fan Yudai and Zhang Tiansheng came to Taibai Building again with ten woks the next day, they saw that there was an extra young man next to Shopkeeper Wu.

That person was only in his twenties, not much older than Fan Yu, and he looked a little shy. He was standing behind the shopkeeper Wu, very respectful, and looked like the junior of the shopkeeper Wu.

"Brother Fan, he is really a believer." Shopkeeper Wu saw Fan Yu and the ten woks on Zhang Tiansheng's back, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"It's just ten woks, don't hide it from the shopkeeper Wu, I still have a lot of woks left there." Fan Yu smiled and waved his hand and smiled at the shopkeeper Wu.

Shopkeeper Wu asked people to collect the wok, handed over the other 200 Wen to Fan Yu, and invited him to the private room inside.

A few people sat down, and the shopkeeper Wu said: "This is Zhou Feng, but my nephew." A few years ago, I read books, but I repeatedly failed. The temperament is too gentle, and it is not the material for being an official. My eldest sister wanted him to do some business. Unexpectedly, Feng'er turned out to be a good businessman. In the past year, I made two round trips from Haizhou to Tokyo, transporting a lot of dry goods, and doubled the family business twice. ”

Fan Yu arched his hand at Zhou Feng and said, "It's disrespectful, Brother Zhou is actually a wealthy businessman, but he is so elegant, it really surprises me." ”

Zhou Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Where is it, I just can't ask for fame, and I don't want to waste my time, so I do something to make a living." Last night, I heard my uncle say that Brother Fan's woks are a good deal, and I came to meet Brother Fan today. ”

"I don't know what Brother Zhou thinks, my woks can still have a good market." Fan Yu asked with a smile.

He knew that his wok was not worried about sales, so he asked to see what the other party said. If Zhou Feng deliberately said that the wok had no merit, it would be insincere, and it would be okay not to do this deal with the other party.

Moreover, in the years of the Great Song Dynasty, they were all bulky cast iron pots, and the price was also expensive. Some poor people even use crockpots and casseroles to cook in their homes, and with this cheap wok, iron pots can be popularized.

Zhou Feng didn't disappoint Fan Yu, he groaned slightly, and said to Fan Yu: "I have already seen it when I came, Brother Fan's wok is very light, and it can be easily picked up with one hand. What is rare is that the price of this wok is not expensive, and ordinary people can afford it. If Brother Fan sells me one hundred and twenty yuan, I will ask for as many as I want. ”

Fan Yu laughed and said to Zhou Feng: "The deal of this wok is good, it must be a good deal." But Brother Zhou's appetite is not small, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it. ”

Zhou Feng was prepared, and immediately took out a stack of handover notes from his arms and put them on the table, "Since I have decided it, I will not talk to Brother Fan in empty words." Here is 150 pieces of banknotes, which can be converted into 120 pieces of copper coins. A thousand woks, when will Brother Fan be delivered? ”

At this time, the shopkeeper Wu interjected: "Feng'er, you don't have to be like this, if this wok is made ten a day, it will take a hundred days to make it." ”

After listening to his uncle's words, Zhou Feng nodded, "I'm not in a hurry, I have to go to Haizhou to collect some dry goods in a few days." In this way, Brother Fan only needs to make this thousand pots before the lunar month. At that time, I can sell it together in the city of Tokyo, and I can sell it in Wax Moon. ”

Fan Yu smiled, "Brother Zhou is very happy to do business, I can deliver this thousand pots as soon as possible, and it will be delivered in more than 20 days, you see how it is." ”

This time it was Zhou Feng's turn to be surprised, and he hurriedly asked: "I heard my uncle say, you just made the first woks yesterday, how can you make thousands of woks in more than 20 days?" I can't see that Brother Fan has a big workshop in his house! ”

At this time in the Great Song Dynasty, the commercial handicraft industry was quite developed, and some big merchants had already begun large-scale production. Therefore, Zhou Feng asked this question.

Fan Yu waved his hand and said: "It's just a workshop for more than ten people, it must be enough." ”

"In this way, I'm afraid there won't be enough time." Zhou Feng shook his head and said, "I don't urge Brother Fan, why be so nervous." If you are tired of the employees, you have to pay for the soup and medicine, which is not cost-effective. ”

Fan Yu didn't bother to explain, and said to Zhou Feng: "My workshop is not far from here, if Brother Zhou is fine, you can come and see what happened." ”

Although he didn't explain, his words aroused Zhou Feng's curiosity.

"Brother Fan is so confident, then I am no longer polite, and I have this intention to travel with you." Zhou Feng arched his hand.

Shopkeeper Wu looked at the two of them, and he was a little worried. But he also knew that Fan Yu was not a person who talked nonsense, and his nephew was not a vindictive character. He shook his head and didn't speak, so let the two of them go.

Zhou Feng followed Fan Yu to the workshop, and saw the tall waterwheel rotating from a distance, and there was a clangling sound from the workshop. There are also people from the Zhang family and the Chen family, who are busy in and out of the workshop.

Fan Yu led Zhou Feng into the workshop, pointed to the water press, which was still very primitive, and said: "Brother Zhou, please see, as long as there are enough wrought iron billets in advance, every time this giant hammer falls, it can be made into a pot." ”

At this time, the yellow blacksmith just put a piece of the already made blank into the mold, and the heavy hydraulic stamping hammer fell with a bang.

After a loud bang, the yellow blacksmith reached out and brought out a wok.

Zhou Feng's eyes were a little genuine, it was the first time in his life that he had seen someone make a pot like this. What's even more incredible is that it's hard to believe how easy and fast it is.

It wasn't until the yellow blacksmith made another pot that he came back to his senses.

"Actually...... How simple is it? "Zhou Feng is a businessman, and such rapid production means that the cost is greatly reduced.

He couldn't help but look at the tall waterwheel and the primitive stamping machine in a daze, and suddenly said to Fan Yu: "Brother Fan, your mechanism is really powerful...... I want as much as I want in this pot! With this kind of speed, I can spread my business all over Dasong. ”

Fan Yu said with a smile: "You can make more than 50 woks a day, and 1,000 woks in more than 20 days, which is also loose." With Brother Zhou's delivery, it saves me a lot of things. ”

"You put away these bills first." Zhou Feng hurriedly took out one hundred and fifty banknotes, stuffed them into Fan Yu's hand and said: "Brother Fan's future goods are all mine, unless I don't have money to buy them, I also ask Brother Fan not to sell them to others, okay?" ”

For this request, of course, Fan Yu would not refuse, and immediately nodded in response.

Seeing Zhou Feng away, Fan Yu looked at this humble pot-making workshop and felt a sense of accomplishment. He also promised his stepmother that he would not let her recognize that brother again. Without today's official family being the eldest brother for himself, he can also make a lot of money. Today, it didn't take much effort to get one hundred and fifty bills, which is the superiority of a traverser.

Just when Fan Yumei was thinking about how to enjoy happiness in the future, Chen Fang's little girl ran all the way.

"Lang Jun, there is a guest surnamed Zhan, who is looking for Lang Jun. The eldest lady was talking to the guests and asked me to ask Lang Jun to go back quickly. Chen Fang said breathlessly.

Fan Yu's heart moved, it was not Lao Bao who wanted to return to Beijing.