"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The rapid drumming made Liu Jiangbai, who was correcting the official documents, raise his head, and the time to come finally came.

gave Liao Dang a look, Liao Dang immediately left the mansion with Jiang Ningcheng's catch, and Liu Jiangbai followed him to the door of the mansion.

"Please Lord Liu make the decision for us, the Lin Weaving Workshop sells cloth cheaply, causing the cloth merchants to no longer buy the cloth we weave, and now our family will not be able to survive."

An old man pulled three or four children and kept crying, Liu Jiangbai often visited the nearby countryside after coming to Jiangning, and many people recognized him.

"Yes, Lord Liu, this Lin's weaving workshop is going to cut off our way of life, and I hope that Lord Liu will be the master of the people, seize the Lin's weaving workshop, and give everyone a way to live." The people near the old man rushed to petition.

Liu Jiangbai's expression was soft, he picked up the old man, and said, "This old man, even if there is no Lin Clan's weaving workshop, will the merchants buy your cloth?" Don't forget, now that Jiangning still has foreign cloth, you must not be bewitched by people with good intentions and make big mistakes. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and he said: "Lord Liu said this, but this is indeed the case, our cloth was already not easy to sell before this Lin Clan's weaving workshop. “

"Jin Laohan, why are you confused, we can still drink soup with foreign cloth, and now the Lin Weaving Workshop has let us eat soil directly." Someone shouted loudly when the old man hesitated.

"That's right, we used to be able to at least live, but now we can't." The crowd burst into an uproar.

Liu Jiangbai had dealt with a lot of such things before, and if he couldn't convince everyone and meet their demands, the contradictions would soon intensify.

His eyes swept over the people who were shouting, and Liu Jiang's heart sank, these people were well-dressed and had fierce faces, and at first glance they were idlers who were wandering the market, and they must have participated in this matter to do things with money.

"Who said you can't live!"

Just when everyone was emotional, a loud voice came, and Lin Mu came to the door of the mansion under the protection of Shan Hu.

When he learned that a large number of people had entered the city, he did not wait for Liu Jiangbai to send someone to inform him, so he came this way, lest Liu Jiangbai would not be able to cope with it.

After all, Liu Jiangbai couldn't come up with measures that satisfied these people.

"He is Lin Mu, the owner of the Lin family's weaving workshop!" I don't know who shouted, and the people looked at Lin Mu in unison, their eyes as sharp as knives.

"Unscrupulous profiteers cut off my way of life, and if I don't come up with an explanation today, I will definitely smash your weaving mill!" A swarthy man who was only a little shorter than Shan Hu scolded at Lin Mu.

Seeing the black man step forward, Shan Hu snorted angrily and blocked in front of Lin Mu, his eyes met the black man's gaze, and no one let anyone.

"Lin Mu, do you really have a way?" Liu Jiangbai is still a little worried, he understands the dark methods of officialdom, and he is afraid that he will die if he is not right today.

"Uncle Liu, don't worry."

Lin Mu gave Liu Jiangbai a reassuring look, and then turned to face the people surrounding the mansion.

At this time, he shouted loudly: "I am afraid that the people who have come to the government today are all tenant farmers and hired farmers, right?" “

"How is it?" When the black man and Shan Hu looked at each other, he didn't forget to vent his anger to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu noticed that many people looked at the black man with a slightly different look, and guessed that this black man must have some influence among the people.

He said to the black man: "You look like a dragon and a tiger, but you have no brains, since you say that the weaving mill has cut off your way of life, then now ask them how they are living?" ”

After that, Lin Mu pointed to the weaver of the weaving workshop brought by Zhang Yang, just now he took the first step and asked Zhang Yang to bring someone with him.

"San Lang, why are you here?" The black-faced man turned his head to look, but found an acquaintance.

"Second brother." The weaver known as San Lang shouted excitedly when he saw the black-faced man, and he said, "I am weaving cloth in the Lin family's weaving workshop, and I have taken twelve taels of silver this month. ”

"What?" The black-faced man had an incredible look, one tael of silver can buy one stone of rice, which is enough for a family of five to eat for more than a month, twelve taels of silver is not how to eat as much as he wants, and he can barely feed his family by renting land for a year.

"Second brother, will I still lie to you? Now there are 900 looms in the weaving workshop, and they are recruiting, so you should also come to Lin's weaving workshop. ”

The black-faced man was stunned.

At the same time, many people recognized acquaintances among the weavers, most of whom came from the countryside, and many of them could not survive before they entered the city as refugees.

The messy brothers and sisters exchanged pleasantries for a while, and many people learned about their current Gao Yuecheng from the weavers' mouths, and many people even blushed with jealousy.

Because of this, the mood of the people suddenly stabilized.

Lin Mu pinched the manuscript he wrote and was a little speechless, now he really understands that words are not as good as teaching by example, he is not as good as his weaver and fellow villagers to say a few words all night, this is really intentionally planting flowers and flowers, and unintentionally planting willows and willows.

"Lin Mu, you really have a lot of ghost ideas." Liu Jiangbai thought that this was deliberately arranged by Lin Mu, and showed an appreciative look at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu smiled awkwardly, and didn't explain, he said to the black-faced man: "You don't believe what Lin says, don't you believe their words either?" “

The black-faced man hesitated a little, and he said, "It's just that there are so many people, but your weaving mill has added nine hundred looms, and it can't keep everyone alive." “

"Who says that if you have 900 looms, you will only recruit 900 people? Doesn't the person who carries the cloth need it? Doesn't the person who repairs the loom need it? Don't you want the guards of the workshop? Don't you want the keeper of the storeroom? Although the Lin family has only 1,000 looms, it supports at least 1,500 people, and furthermore, the Lin family also has a textile workshop, a soap factory, and a military workshop, if the Lin family's industry continues to grow, 10,000, 100,000, and millions of people can eat and drink enough and have money to spare. “

The black-faced man was shocked by Lin Mu's words, after all, this matter sounded like a dream.

Lin Mu struck while the iron was hot, "Today in front of you, Lin will officially announce the employment conditions and salary of Lin's Commercial Bank, please see!" ”

While speaking, Lin Mu asked Shan Hu to hold up the recruitment notice he had written.

The black-faced man seemed to know how to read, and he read: "The weaving mill recruits 900 weavers, and requires skilled weaving, law-abiding, between the ages of 16 and 45, with a basic monthly salary of 10 taels, more work, and 50 overseers and cloth bearers......"

As the black-faced man read out the above contents, the people became excited, and at this time they forgot all the purpose of their visit today, and instead rushed to the proclamation to see if they were qualified.

"Lin is in charge, use me, I can endure hardship."

"I weave the best cloth in the village."

“……”

Lin Mu and Liu Jiangbai glanced at each other and smiled, today's difficulty has basically passed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't be in a hurry, take your time, in addition to the weaving workshop, there are also recruitment notices for textile mills, notices for soap mills and notices for military workshops. Lin Mu said.

Liu Jiangbai cooperated and asked Liao to take pen, ink, paper and inkstone for the people to register.

Of course, he did not forget to get down to business, pointing to those who did not look like tenants and hired farmers at all, and he said: "Come on, take down all those who are picking quarrels and provoking trouble!" ”