"Ma Taishou, how are you doing with this textile workshop?"

These words, not to mention that they reached Zhang Xingyi's ears, would make people misunderstand.

It's a difficult problem to wait a while and how to explain to Guan Ji.

Feng Yong decisively stopped dwelling on this topic.

It's not easy!

Ma Yan smiled, his face became more and more kind, and he stretched out three fingers, "I also know your difficulties, and you are not alone in this workshop." In this way, as I said last time, the cloth woven from wool this year is three or seven points, how about it? ”

Feng Yong shook his head, "Impossible. As I said last time, three or seven points can only be posted upside down. Why don't I just quit and let Matthew take over the workshop? ”

Ma Jian looked at this kid's tricky appearance, and almost blew his beard and glared again.

Don't say if you dare to take over this workshop, even if you dare, without this kid, who knows what will happen later?

Zhao Erlang, Wang Zishi, Li Wenxuan and others, if they misunderstand something, they can make themselves anxious on the spot, not to mention that there is a queen here who intervenes.

Once something happens, it is a trivial matter that the workshop is destroyed, and it directly breaks the prime minister's arrangement, then it is called a big thing.

I'm afraid that even the prime minister won't let him go when the time comes.

"That's Ma Taishou, you also know that the wool collected by the imperial court can be handed over to my workshop for a year at most. By next year, when the prime minister has prepared enough manpower, he will inevitably hand over the wool elsewhere. ”

Feng Yong said, glanced at Ma Yan, and continued, "So I have worked hard for so long, that is, I can earn some this year, why does Ma Taishou even stare at me this year?" ”

There was a slight embarrassment on Ma Tan's face.

This old horseman, now he knows what the cheek is?

Feng Yong despised it in his heart, but he continued to pretend to be pitiful on his face.

"This spinning wheel loom must be extremely important to the prime minister. I don't hide it, I don't need the prime minister to open my mouth next year, how about I offer it with both hands? ”

"Really?"

"A gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

An old man and a young man hit each other, and the agreement was reached.

Ma Jian felt that he was indeed a little too much in this matter, but what he was holding in his hands was something related to the affairs of his family and country, so he couldn't help but be ruthless.

At that moment, he wanted to compensate Feng Tu for something, so he said, "Don't worry, although the two mansions of Guanzhang are both the homes of the princes, but you have made such a great contribution to the Han Dynasty, I think the prime minister will definitely not treat you badly." ”

After thinking about it, he felt that he was a little vague, and continued to explain, "Even if I can't reward you at this time, I will not lose you in the future." In this way, I owe you a favor this time, and I will do my best to help you with this little lady, how about it? ”

After speaking, he didn't explain anything to Feng Yong, and just left.

Leaving Feng Yong a little confused.

Zhang Xingyi, what can you help me with? I said I want you to help?

Thinking of this, Feng Yong reacted suddenly, you old horseman, you are doing me a favor now!

"Hey, Matthew, you make it clear before you go! What do you mean to help me? ”

Feng Yong hurriedly waved his hand and shouted.

Ma Tan, who had already taken the car away, did not answer, but just stretched out his hand outside the car and waved it.

This Ma Tan, to say the least, is in his thirties, so he shouldn't mess around, right?

Feng Tu Turtle comforted himself forcefully.

It's just that he didn't remember that just now he was shouting in his heart that he was talking big.

To paraphrase the sentence just now, there is only the wrong name, how can there be a wrong name?

"Brother, this spinning wheel loom really has to be handed over to the imperial court?"

After Ma Jian left, Li Qiu came out of a corner and asked in a low voice.

"It's inevitable, and I never thought I'd keep it from outsiders from the beginning."

Feng Yong sighed, thinking that if it was an ordinary person's family, there might be a possibility of secrecy.

But how can a large-scale workshop like yourself be kept secret?

What's more, it's something related to Zhuge Old Demon's Northern Expedition?

Rather than hiding it and being exposed in the end, it is better to send it out generously yourself.

In this way, not only can you make a good impression on Zhuge Old Demon, but you can also take the opportunity to bargain.

"The little brother understands the truth, but when it comes to the end, I still feel a little pity."

Li Qiu is not the kind of person who can't understand the situation, but he just sighed.

"What a pity?"

Feng Yong smiled, he didn't have the angry appearance just now, and his face was cunning, "Let's make enough money this year." We won't have to ask for help next year, what are we afraid of? ”

Except for monopoly, as long as he stands on the same level, Feng Yong has never felt that state-owned enterprises can do anything better than private enterprises.

As long as there is officialdom, bureaucracy will never go away.

No matter how fair and strict Zhuge Lao Demon is, that is, it can make bureaucracy less, and it is impossible to completely eliminate it.

After more than 1,000 years of development, how can it be so easy to eliminate it?

Besides, except for Feng Yong himself, no one knows what kind of potential this captive breeding can burst out.

Buying wool from the Hu people, whether they admit it or not, the supply of raw materials always depends on the faces of others.

Hu people are just stupid, they don't know the value of wool for a year or two, and they don't know it for three or four years? When the time comes, they will raise the price, will you go up or not?

As long as you don't have full control over the Hu people, this risk will always exist.

It's not the same to open your own pasture to raise sheep, your own wool, you can do what you want, who can control it?

Even if it is ruthless, that is, let the sheep bleat twice, what are you afraid of?

So until no one can know how many sheep Feng Yong's pasture can raise, and until there is no crisis in the supply of wool, all eyes will only be on the spinning wheel and loom.

Feng Tujiao said that it doesn't matter, after this year, whoever wants to take it, anyway, I'm not afraid.

It's just that he couldn't explain it clearly to Li Qiu at this time, so he just said: "Be honest and rest assured, I have my own plans for this matter." ”

Then he looked behind Li Qiu, Guan Ji never appeared, sighed at the moment, and asked, "What about Guan Ji?" ”

Li Qiu glanced at Feng Yong with a strange expression, coughed dryly, and said, "Guan Niangzi, Fang has already left alone." ”

Damn, this damn big mouth!

Why did Feng Yong admit it directly just now, it was because of this, the more he was entangled in that matter, the more he couldn't explain it, what would Guan Ji think when you asked him to hide behind?

These days, it was not easy to coax Guan Ji to mix oil with his honey, but he didn't expect that as soon as this Ma Jian came, a big mouth directly knocked him back to his original shape.

If I knew this, I might as well ask Guan Ji to wait for me in the yard.

Feng Tu thought with a sigh.

So Feng Tu had to muster up the courage, walked into Guan Ji's courtyard, and shouted "Sanniang" a few times, but no one answered.

At that moment, he didn't give up, knocked on Guan Ji's door again, and finally pushed the door in without authorization, but found that it was empty.

When he came out dejectedly and returned to his yard, he saw Amei greet him and said, "Lord, Guan Niangzi is waiting in the house." ”

When Feng Yong heard this, he was overjoyed, and said in his heart that Guan Jiguo was a sensible and generous person.

"Sanniang, why are you here?"

Feng Yong pushed open his door, and just said a word in his mouth, but he didn't expect Guan Ji to shake something in his hand, "Brother, how can this thing be here with you?" ”

When Feng Tu turtle saw it, cold sweat flowed down his forehead.