This time, Wang Houzhen is embarrassed and loses power! Let Kebi be a barbarian, like Guan Yu, he was shocked by the meeting.

"Whoa! Please! ”

Although last year's fine wool sheep weaving a yarn plan was not launched, the first phase of investment was invested in Liucheng's Yuwen Ministry of Bone China Industrial Park, but it does not mean that Wang Hou forgot about it, last year in hundreds of thousands of sheep only selected more than 100 fine wool sheep by Wang Hou in the foot of Yiwulu Mountain Beizhen opened a sheep breeding base, and in the production elite of the Rizhao cotton textile base specially removed a technical team to study how to spin wool into wool.

With Kebineng riding a horse to this small sheep breeding base that day, in front of a cement compound, Wang Hou reached out and made a word of invitation, asking this technical robber to go first.

There was no enlightenment to walk with a great traverser, and this grassland hero also dismounted first without scruples, and stretched out his hand to push open the red lacquer iron door that was the same as the door of a farmer's house in later generations.

The scene inside, seeing this grassland hero, couldn't help but be in a trance.

The kind of reciprocal blending of nationalities that Wang Houyao wants is completely realized here, and the workers of this sheep farm, both Han Chinese, Wuhuan people, and Xianbei people, can be clearly distinguished by their faces and clothes, but all of them are integrated together, and they are all working hard for the same work.

At this time, it was just in time for the spring hair of the previously raised fine wool sheep to grow again, and more than a dozen sheep that had been used to it let the workers lead them to the sheepfold, and they enjoyed the "Tony" teacher's feeding and batching service unceremoniously, and the scissors clicked, and the pieces of wool fell off one after another.

In fact, if you understand a little bit, you will be able to get it all, and wool spinning is not much more difficult than cotton spinning, the key is how to make this messy wool into a fluffy state like a cotton ball.

To deal with cotton, the weavers use elastic, and to deal with wool, it needs to be a little more laborious, that is, washing and carding!

It is said that within seven steps of the poisonous snake, the snake venom antidote that must grow, this wool and the northwest are really such a perfect match, in Wang Hou slightly seems to be meaningful, and Kebineng is brows slightly constricted gaze, the sheared large ball of wool is endured by the workers to be hot stuffed into the hot water, poured on the alkaline surface, and vigorously cleaned.

Such a boring process, Wang Hou saw that he was sleepy, and he was bored and simply ordered someone to pull another sheep nearby. Thanks to the cumin powder brought back by Bowang Hou Zhang Qian, mixed with Bashu rattan pepper powder that replaced chili noodles, Wang Hou actually hummed a small tune and roasted the whole sheep.

But it is worthy of Kebineng, he is a wild prairie man who can endure his temperament, and he is almost without blinking, paying full attention to every step of grooming, watching the clumps of wool from afar slightly yellowing and the black protruding appearance until they are as white as cotton, and then they are scooped up and dried by the workers, and then combed into a large ball of wool wool like cotton candy with a wool comb full of fine steel needles and extra dense.

Finally, it is spinning, more than a dozen women of all ethnic groups sit on the ground, regardless of the kind of spinning wheel that often appears in Eastern or Western movies, they step on it with their feet, but there is a trace of extra patience in their hands to pull the large piece of wool wool in their hands, the flywheel is rotating, and the original large piece of wool wool quickly tightened into the most familiar kind of thread in the Central Plains, and bundles of various types of thick or thin wool became shapes.

These threads can also be spun into cotton cloth and silk-like cloth with a spinning wheel, but Wang Hou's own preference still likes to make thick threads, just like when Wang Hou was a child, his mother sat on the kang head in winter and used long needles to weave, and let his daughters-in-law weave sweaters for themselves.

This Kebi can look at the clumps of spun cotton threads and was stunned, and after the mutton test, Wang Hou also deliberately took off his coat and knitted Lu Ji for him inside, and the cotton clothes with cute images were exposed, carrying a heavy leg of mutton and greeting with a smile.

"Brother Kebineng, sharpen the knife and don't mistake the woodcutter, let's fill my stomach first!"

"These ......, these female workers are all humble to me! Since then, Xianbei has been your staunchest ally, General Wang! ”

In this era, the most precious and popular goods of the Han people on the grassland are still silk, which is really a product that can compete with silk that I have seen with my own eyes.

Who knew that Wang Hou was not in a hurry at all now, the sharp meat cutting knife produced in Ma'anshan cut into the tender and delicious lamb shoulder blade, and a slice was in his mouth, enjoying the delicious taste over and over again, he shook his head and hummed while reacting.

"Even if I give it to you, it's useless!"

"General Wang, you want to break your word? Do you really want to fight a tug-of-war with my Daxian warriors? ”

"Even if you spin the cloth! How to sell? Doing business with the gentry clan in the state of Guanzhong? Your Excellency can try it, those guys who are so ruthless that wolves are ashamed of themselves have to push the price down to the point that beggars shed tears, Hetao Southern Huns? They can be interested, but do you lack cattle and sheep? ”

"And the Western Regions, either the heads of the merchants under your command have to turn two times more than those bearded people, or your Excellency will have to be so ruthless that you force them to give a fair price with a knife, but it is no different from your Excellency's direct cavalry to rob it!"

"Also, will you manage the construction of the factory? Will production be organized? How to upgrade the quality? How to form a caravan to distribute results! How to give Xianbei a part of the profits? Have you thought about it? ”

To say that nomads and nomads are also different, just like the Arabs, who seem to be born with this talent for business, while the nomadic tribes who are active in the desert south and north, Central Asia and West Asia steppes are better at playing with knives, Kublai Khan established the Great Yuan court, and the four glorious khanates of Mongolia, almost all of which have to entrust the finances to the Semu people to run.

There are also Mongolian princes in the late Qing Dynasty, which also made the Jin merchants play around, and many Mongolian princes even lost money in business.

Wang Hou's big chase is really two circles bigger than his head, even if he has consulted the Central Plains scholars, but this set of Tao Zhugong's theory, the cultivators who read the heirloom are also nine out of ten tricks, and they don't know anything.

"So, what does the general recommend?"

"Wool spinning can be given to you! But I can't give it to you in vain, and this seat has to take a profit from it! ”

"In the grassland to build a city, fine wool sheep handed over to the Xianbei tribe to raise, shaved and sent to the grassland city to process textiles, this part of the manpower is also from Xianbei, preferably female workers, you Xianbei men are really lazy to make this seat annoyed! The business is run by my Han people, and you can also send Xianbei nobles to follow the management and learn, but! Can't mess with the rules, dare to block Lao Tzu's financial path, Lao Tzu will let people fight out, don't blame you for not saying hello when the time comes! ”

"As for marketing, this seat is responsible for selling it, and the traders in Liaodong will talk about wool cloth, and wool yarn will be sold to the entire Han Empire, but the profit, I Liaodong will take half of it!"

"No, at most give General Zhenbei two percent of you!"

"Hey! Then go to war! ”

In front of the silver, Wang Hou didn't let it go, his eyes were on fire, and the two black-hearted male brains were pushed together, and the eyeballs were squeaking with electric light, like two goats in heat......