Wang Youzhen was still staring at Jenny's spinning machine in a daze, and the old man Wang who crawled out of the pile of dead people had already come back to his senses and kicked the second son who turned the rocker hard: "Stop!" Stop it! ”

"Don't shake it with so much strength."

Wang Yanren hurriedly stopped what he was doing, stood next to him and scratched his head, not daring to say anything.

Old Man Wang stopped the second son, turned his head, and said with a kind smile: "Grandson, this spinning machine has a name." ”

The invention of the Jenny spinning machine in the West will be a hundred years later, since the Ming Dynasty opened the first industrial revolution in advance, there should be a title belonging to the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Youzhen pondered for a moment and said, "Grandpa, it's called a hundred spindle spinning machine. ”

Old man Wang, a sergeant from a border pass, is most disgusted with the bunch of clouds and mountains and fog taken by those sour and rotten literati.

The easy-to-understand 100-spindle spinning machine is against the appetite of border soldiers like him, and the old man Wang laughed and said: "Good name, it will be called 100-spindle spinning machine in the future." ”

Wang Youzhen This is based on the way of naming industrial machinery in the industrial era, taking a hundred spindle spinning machine, everything is straightforward, concise, and popular.

Otherwise, a spinning machine takes a Tiangong Jiutian Weaver Female Spinning Machine, which spins out yarn, or the sour rot articles of the sour literati, which is not pragmatic at all.

Wang Youzhen took a good name, and turned his head to look at the second uncle Wang Yanren who kept nodding: "Second uncle, how much silver is a pound of cotton on the market, and how much silver is a pound of yarn spindles." ”

This question involves the fundamental silver profit of the spinning workshop, Wang Yanren has been in contact with foreign goods for more than 20 years, and has never been in contact with the spinning workshop.

It stands to reason that he doesn't know, but Wang Yanren came with his mouth open: "Cotton is five taels of silver a load, and a load of 100 catties, that is, five cents of silver a catty." ”

"The yarn spindle is much more expensive, a penny and a pound of silver."

Cotton can be sold from five cents of silver to one pound of silver after the initial processing of the spinning machine, and it will be double the silver profit when it changes hands.

It is no wonder that during the first industrial revolution, the most profitable industry in these countries was the cotton textile industry, which gave rise to a lot of big capital.

Wang Youzhen first chose the 100-spindle spinning machine precisely because England, these Western countries have embarked on the most convenient industrial road.

He was ready to cross the river by touching England.

Knowing clearly the price of cotton and spindles, Wang Youzhen instructed: "Trouble the second uncle to find a way to transport ten loads of cotton, try not to let outsiders know." ”

"In addition, please invite the two aunts and my mother to come over and spin the yarn, after all, the 100-spindle spinning machine is unsightly, and it must not be known to outsiders."

Wang Yanren's face was not generous, his face was full of seriousness, he was good at abacus, he knew better than anyone how much interest was involved in the 100-spindle spinning machine.

The spinning machine of the bureaucratic squire made five cents of silver for spinning one spindle, and at the same time the spinning machine of a hundred spindles had already earned five taels of silver.

That's a hundredfold difference.

repeatedly told the second uncle to be cautious, Wang Youzhen thought about using this incident to make his grandfather no longer so tired and take care of his life: "Grandpa, don't be a carpenter in the future." ”

"My grandson remembers that when my grandfather returned from the border pass, he brought back a Qi family knife and buried it in the ancestral hall."

"That's it, grandpa invites the Qi family knife out, and guards it in our ancestral hall in the future to avoid outsiders coming in."

In order to feed the whole family, Old Man Wang could only bury the old man who had killed the Eight Banners Tartar at the door of the ancestral hall, which has always been his biggest regret.

The knife was clearly the hero who had killed the Eight Banners Tartar, but it could only be buried in the soil like a corpse.

When the old man Wang heard his grandson's plea, he waved his hand with a smile on his face, motioned for his grandson and second son to leave, and agreed to the matter.

Wang Youzhen parted ways with his second uncle at the entrance of the village, turned around and went to Yantian to find his five brothers.

There is a second uncle outside, and a grandfather at home is watching, Wang Youzhen has no worries and is ready to go to Sun Baohu's spinning workshop.

Wang Youzhen is extremely cautious in doing things, and he must first grasp the most detailed information before making the next arrangements.

What's more, it is to overthrow a local emperor who controls the place, this kind of thing must be especially cautious, the slightest mistake may make the Wang family annihilated.

In the muddy and empty salt pan, the five younger brothers are drying salt with the third uncle, preparing for this year's salt class of the three families.

Wang Youzhen said hello and left with his five younger brothers, and let each of them hold a thick stick and go down the country dirt road to the spinning workshop.

Sun Baohu's spinning workshop is next to the Sun family's house, only a few miles away from Yantian, and it takes less than a stick of incense to come to the spinning workshop.

Not far from the official road, a pavilion was built.

There is a stele in front of the pavilion, after years of wind and rain, the handwriting of the seal has long been mottled.

Wang Youzhen stood in front of the half-person-high stele, and could vaguely see several regular scripts of "Huang Zhongxuanfu".

This person knows that it is not the Five Tiger Generals in the Three Kingdoms, but the biggest local celebrity in Changyi.

His real name is Huang Fu, and he once served as an official in the six Shangshu during the Chengzu period.

Wang Youzhen took several younger brothers into the pavilion to rest, blowing the cool sea breeze, and looked at the spinning workshop not far away.

The spinning workshop occupies a large area, roughly equivalent to half a village.

The periphery is a circle of earthen walls, which are so high that ordinary villagers can't see the inside clearly.

Fortunately, Wang Youzhen is relatively tall, and with the help of the pavilion with a high foundation, you can clearly see the situation in the spinning workshop.

In the workshop, thatched huts were simply set up, and many spinners in tattered clothes were spinning yarn, and many families patrolled with sticks.

Wang Youzhen roughly estimated that Sun Baohu's spinning machines were about 200.

For Wang Youzhen, 200 frames are just two 100-spindle spinning machines, but they are already medium-sized workshops in the county.

This is the advantage of industrial machinery, and the silver profit generated by the spinning workshop covering half of the village can be achieved by Wang Youzhen with only a few square meters.

It is not difficult to calculate how many spinning machines Sun Baohu has and how many spindles he spins every day.

Wang Youzhen got the most wanted information, beckoned several younger brothers and said, "Let's go, go back first." ”

Just a few people had just walked out of the pavilion, and four people came out of the spinning workshop, all of whom were dressed in green cloth shirts and pants and small melon skin hats.

Like carrying pigs, the four family members carried things to the seaside, and happened to pass by Wang Youzhen.

Wang Youzhen took a closer look, and it turned out to be a spinning woman, and this spinning woman was thin and no longer human, like a skeleton with skin against bones.

Just as the four family members were about to leave Wang Youzhen's side, Wang Youzhen suddenly shouted: "What are you going to do!" ”

The family members didn't do anything good, but they suddenly heard a loud shout, and they were really scared.

When they turned their faces and saw Wang Youzhen's patched gray short clothes, they thought to themselves that he was a poor ghost with no money and no power, and they were all vicious.