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When the opening of the furnace festival (Note 3) came, Wang Shisan, who was a weaver household, was extremely uneasy, because he was forcibly requisitioned by the government to weave salt bags, and in the first two months, his family had only a few horses of the four warp skewers (Note 4), and seeing that the merchants from Quanzhou were about to come to pick up the goods, he could not hand over the goods agreed upon by the customers, not only did his reputation be damaged, but also had no money to repay the merchants' deposits.

Speaking of time, if he rushes to work day and night, he will still have time, but at this time the weather has turned cold, and the mulberry leaves have fallen and the autumn silkworms have laid eggs, where can I get the raw silk needed for weaving?

There are one hundred and six silk-related shops in Lin'an Mansion (data during the Chunyou period), and Wang Shisan almost runs all over the house, although the shopkeepers of many shops have some friendship with him, but at this time they can't help. If it was just a little bit of raw silk, it might be able to raise it, but if a weaver like his family found it, no one could support it.

When he saw the sign of "Ji Changlong", he was stunned for a moment, in addition to the name of the store, there was also a bundle of silk threads painted on the signboard, and he walked to the front of the store without thinking too much.

Perhaps because of the new opening, the front door of "Jichanglong" is full of birds, and no one stops the passers-by.

"Do you want to buy raw silk?" Seeing him stop, the guy in the store who was in a daze perked up: "There is good raw silk in the trumpet!" ”

"I've been coming and going on this street every day, and it's the first time I've seen your number." Wang 13 stepped out and looked at the signboard of the store: "Ji Changlong? ”

"The trumpet is newly opened today, and the guests have never seen it before."

"How much raw silk do you have?" Wang Thirteen asked slowly.

"How much do you want?" The man was extremely clever, and from Wang Thirteen's tone, he could hear that he seemed to be in a hurry.

Wang 13 frowned, weaving four warp twists to use good raw silk, and at this time the raw silk still sold on the market, most of them are some corner materials, although Ji Changlong's guys boast of having high-quality raw silk, it is just selling and boasting.

With the mentality of giving it a try, he said to the man: "Take out the raw silk of your number and show it to me." ”

The guy's spirit was greatly lifted, the silk industry in Lin'an City was self-contained, following Changlong was foreign, and it was not like Baoxing Grain Store that had to have a familiar shopkeeper, so he never opened the situation, and now this person came to the door, it was sleepy and touched the pillow. The man trotted into the counter, and in a few moments he took out a bundle of raw silk and handed it into the hands of Wang Thirteen.

When Wang 13 first saw the silk, his eyes lit up, and he took the silk out of the door, and looked at it carefully in the sunshine, and after a while, he rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing: "This kind of raw silk, you ...... Where did you get it from? ”

Nowadays, the raw silk on the market is generally self-raised and reeled by silkworm households, and there are also cocooned silk reeling. However, most of the shops that sell raw silk are collected from rural farmers, so Wang 13 has this question.

"It's still in your eyes, right?" The guy asked.

"Enter, enter, of course!" Wang Shisan stroked the smooth raw silk, his face flushed, this kind of raw silk, Rao is his family for three generations of Luo weaving households, but he has never seen it. He originally had a little bit of a thought, but at this time he forgot all about it, and after swallowing hard, he couldn't help but nod at the guy and said, "Is this all the raw silk you have?" ”

The man did not answer, but went into the shop, and in a short time brought out two large bundles of raw silk. Wang Shisan's eyes straightened when he saw it, these two large bundles of raw silk were not inferior to the ones he had just taken out to show him, and they were also high-grade raw silk with excellent materials.

"Good silk, good silk!"

Wang Shisan nodded vigorously, and shook his head vigorously, such a good silk, I am afraid that the price will be amazingly expensive, he silently calculated the amount of silver he could take out, and after a while, he cautiously asked: "Shop, how much is the price of this silk in your account?" ”

"What do you think of the trumpet?" The man didn't say the price explicitly, but asked Wang 13 rhetorically.

Wang Shisan had the intention to belittle and bargain for a while, but when he touched the thread, he couldn't bear it in his heart. I have been weaving silk for half a lifetime, and I have never seen such a high-quality raw silk. Not only is it smooth and smooth, but there are also many fewer broken ends that often occur in general silk reeling.

After a long pause, Wang 13 said guiltily: "If you say that this is not good, it is really a conscience, and I Wang 13 can't say it." Shop, you don't have to beat around the bush, how much is this silk, just say it. ”

The guy listened to him simply, so he quoted a price, Wang Shisan's eyes straightened when he heard it, and he shook his head desperately and said: "Your store, if you don't sell me, why tease me, this price...... The price ......"

"The trumpet says that there is no deception." Dude said.

Wang Shisan swallowed hard, this high-quality raw silk, but the price quoted by the guy was the same as the price of ordinary raw silk in his shop. Originally, he estimated that the price of this high-quality raw silk should be half higher than that of ordinary raw silk!

"If the customer thinks that the trumpet raw silk is good, you might as well pull more business for the trumpet." The guy laughed: "Trumpet is grateful!" ”

"That's as it should be, that's as it should be!"

Wang Shisan said kind words in his mouth, but he was a little suspicious in his heart, now it is the furnace festival, even the late autumn silkworms have already become cocoons, and the raw silk in this shop is clearly new silk, and I don't know how many they still have. If you really find business for them, but they can't supply it, then it is you who have lost your reputation.

He was a simple and honest person, and he was suspicious, so he asked: "The shopkeeper, I am a Lin'an Luo weaver, and the neighbors also rely on this business for a living, although they have the intention to solicit some business for you, but I don't know how much new silk you have in this store, if it is Chen silk, I am afraid it will not be easy to sell." ”

"Rest assured, if the trumpet is not supplied, I am willing to compensate!" The guy patted his chest and made a guarantee, although Wang 13 was still skeptical, but he thought that his neighbors were also as worried about life as himself, but he agreed to the matter.

In the afternoon of the same day, I heard that there was a large supply of raw silk in Changlong, and I saw the raw silk brought back by Wang Shisan, and the neighboring Luo weaving households, machine households and machine shops were all happy, although they lived in Lin'an City, but they were "customers" (that is, landless people), only living by weaving Luo and spinning cotton, and they were burdened with heavy taxes. Now Jichanglong can supply raw silk at a low price, so that they can also rush to work in their spare time, which is no less than giving them a way to live.

These owners have a lot of friendship with each other, just a few days, there is a matter of Ji Changlong in Lin'an City, and it spreads all over the peers, and the original door can be full of Ji Changlong, but also has to hire more guys to deal with the influx of guests.

Note 3: In the Song Dynasty, a fire was lit at the beginning of the tenth month of the lunar calendar to keep warm, so it was called the furnace opening festival, which can be seen in the "Old Things of Wulin" written by Zhou Zhou in the Song Dynasty.

Note 4: The pinnacle of weaving technology in ancient times, the process was lost due to machine production, and it was restored by the silk cultural relics reproduction team of Nanjing Yunjin Research Institute in 2006.