Song Yingjing is not famous in history, but his brother Song Yingxing is famous in history, especially in the history of science, which is a monument that cannot be bypassed no matter what.

If Xu Guangqi and Sun Yuanhua were the top practical scientists in the Ming Dynasty, then Song Yingxing was the most powerful strategic scientist among scientists.

Song Yingxing's "Heavenly Creations" is not only the greatest scientific work in ancient China, but also influenced the world, and has a high reputation in the history of world science.

Just when Zhu Shun was stunned, Song Yingjing spoke again: "This time the singing and selling may be different from what you participated in in the past. ”

"In the past, it was the one with the highest price, but this time, whoever has the lowest price will have the share."

As long as there are no interests involved in the business field, everyone is a good brother who is in trouble together, and once interests are involved, there is absolutely no such thing as happiness and sharing.

Before coming in, the eight major Jin merchants had greeted other small and medium-sized workshops, this piece of meat is not something you can eat, just come and see the excitement.

The point is that this piece of meat is too fat, who doesn't want to become a behemoth like the Eight Great Jin Merchants, and the owner of a medium-sized workshop immediately shouted: "One penny and five cents of silver and one ingot." ”

The price of a spindle of yarn is normally about nine cents a penny, and now the price of cotton has skyrocketed, and the price of spindles has also risen.

A spindle of yarn has been sold for up to two dollars and three cents of silver, and the owner of this medium-sized workshop has pushed the price to a very low price as soon as he opened his mouth, which is simply the trust of the Song family.

The owners of small and medium-sized workshops who are enthusiastic and enthusiastic hear this price, and they can't wait to bite the owners of this yarn workshop who open their mouths indiscriminately, and the price is too low.

The steward of the Eight Jin Merchants, who was sitting in the first row drinking tea slowly, had a confident smile on his face, which gradually disappeared and turned into an ugly gloom.

There is only one exception, Huang Yonggui.

Huang Yonggui did not hesitate to offend his brother Huang Yongfa, and he also wanted to swallow this spinning workshop, because the cost price of this Jiangnan spinning workshop was extremely low, only one penny of silver.

The cost of all other spinning workshops is all more than one and a half cents of silver, and the current price is no longer profitable, and if you lower the price, you will lose money.

Even if they don't treat female workers as human beings and try their best to squeeze female workers, the cost price will be in one dollar and four cents of silver.

As long as Huang Yonggui raises the price by one cent of silver and reaches the floor price of one penny and one penny of silver, he will still make money, and this share is basically in his pocket.

As for why Huang Yonggui's price is so much cheaper than everyone else, Huang Yonggui can't help but thank the West French who have been not dealing with it.

Because the spinning machine used in this Jiangnan spinning mill is a large spinning wheel that only has in Songjiang Prefecture, Jiangnan, and it can spin 32 spindles at the same time.

One spinning machine is equivalent to 32 spinning machines from other companies, which greatly reduces the number of female workers and saves costs.

The larger the scale of the spinning workshop, the more costs are saved, and other families need hundreds of female workers, but only a few dozen large spinning wheels are enough.

Huang Yonggui smiled and looked at the manager of the Fan family business beside him, and the manager of the Fan family unexpectedly shouted a lower price: "One dollar and four cents of silver." ”

Song Yingjing has never had a good impression of the Eight Jin Merchants, it is the nature of businessmen to pursue profits, but they should not sell their country, they must have some bottom line.

The price of one penny and four cents of silver is indeed very tempting, but Song Yingjing expects others to shout a similar price, even if it is a Jin businessman, anyway, as long as it is not a traitor to the country and the eight Jin businessmen.

Huang Yonggui did not immediately shout the lowest price, but beckoned confidently and asked the other seven firms to come over.

As the saying goes, the prime minister is the chief steward of the seven merchants, who is in charge of dozens of hundreds of shops and workshops in the capital.

The seven stewards said that they were in charge, but in fact, they were the number one people in the capital of the seven major firms, and when Huang Yonggui saw them, he had to greet them politely first, and he didn't necessarily appreciate his face when he invited them to drink flower wine.

Today is good, Huang Yonggui is like calling the servants of the family, greeting the frequent visitors of the seven dignitaries.

If it were in normal times, these seven business stewards would definitely have walked away, but today, they can't stand the situation stronger than others, so they can only come over obediently with a fire.

The owner of the family has already explained, as long as he can get this share, he will help their son get rid of his cheap status.

As long as they get rid of their lowly status, the son of the family can participate in the imperial examination, with their relationship in the capital for so many years, a person will definitely not be able to run, and it is possible to enter high school.

Forced by the situation, the chief steward of the seven businesses could only walk honestly in front of Huang Yonggui, who had not bothered to look at him before, like a grandson.

Huang Yonggui looked at these usually high-ranking stewards, one by one more obedient than his son, and stood in front of him honestly.

At this moment, even if the top ten prostitutes in the capital served him, they were not so happy.

Huang Yonggui deliberately held the shelf for a while, gently blew hot air with a teacup, and dried these big stewards for a cup of tea in front of so many businessmen and bureaucratic squires.

These seven chief stewards are seven smiling tigers who eat people and don't spit out bones, and they all began to feel embarrassed and greatly insulted.

Huang Yonggui smiled faintly and said: "I can eat the share of the Song family's workshop, but the interests represented behind this will definitely be unbearable for me alone." ”

"Little Fan."

These stewards were given their family names by the head of the house, which was a glorious thing in the eyes of the ordinary servants, but in the hearts of these stewards it was a thing that made them the most painful.

The ancestor's surname has been thrown away, and when he dies, where can he still have the face to see the ancestors, which is also the reason why they desperately want their son to get out of his nationality, at least the son can restore the ancestor's surname.

The chief steward of the Fan family hurriedly walked a few steps, hunched his waist, and humbly arched his hand: "Master Huang, please command." ”

Such a humble performance of the Fan family's chief steward immediately caused an uproar among other businessmen and bureaucratic gentry.

The face of the Fan family's chief steward is lost today.

The chief steward of the Fan family is humble enough to live in the master's house, and the only thing that makes him feel like a person is still like a person.

It is in front of all the other businessmen, and even in front of some bureaucrats and gentry, that is the old man who everyone wants to pat on the back when they see it, and the big man who is respected by everyone.

Today, in front of these businessmen and bureaucrats and squires, he has become a flattering villain, and the chief steward of the Fan family almost gritted his teeth, eager to eat Huang Yonggui alive.

But for the sake of his son, in order to make his son recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he changed back to his original surname, and was admitted to the Glory of the Ancestors.

The Fan family's chief steward could only endure it.

This is not the end, Huang Yonggui didn't know if he was too complacent, or if he had eaten too much five stones, so he shouted one by one.