"Brother Zheng, did you really decide to do this?" Lin Yuan asked.

As soon as he started collecting the horses, Zhiwen found him again and asked him to help invite all the nearby tribes over according to his previous idea.

Although he admired Zhiwen's great atmosphere at a young age, and helped himself and the tribe a lot, Lin Yuan was still a little suspicious of the goods carried by Zhiwen, it was no problem to trade with such a small tribe as them, but if he really wanted to find all the tribes in the surrounding hundreds of miles, at least there were thousands of people, did he have so many goods to deal with?

"Don't worry, Brother Lin." Zhiwen said in a vague manner, "I have already sent a message back, and in a few days, the goods will arrive, and you will be able to see it then."

Now in Zhuolu Mountain, Zhiwen's biggest worry is not food, he left enough food before leaving, even if he recruits people, it is impossible to achieve it overnight.

What he was worried about was wool, although he found a lot of wool when he was in Hexi, but the work of spinning and weaving cloth was really not a difficult thing for the Han women at this time, and they could get started in a few days.

Of course, if you want to weave sweaters and spin woolen cloth in large quantities, the premise depends on whether the speed of washing wool can keep up, and I don't know if the captured Yanjia Village guards can work hard.

Zhiwen This is also a choice in desperation, although he already knows that most of the herdsmen do not have the habit of accumulating wool, but he still holds the principle of being able to collect a little is a little, so many people, after all, they can pick up some leaks.

In addition to picking up leaks, he can also be familiar with these Mongols, and it would be better if he could find a character like Lin Yuan in other tribes.

When he is busy this time, he will go back to the mountain first, unload the materials like the mountain, and then go out of the customs in the spring.

Lin Yuan nodded, "Okay, I'll find someone to help you arrange it." ”

"Thank you, Brother Lin." Zhiwen said, "Those in the tribe who are willing to go out to deliver letters can come to me to advance some food first, and the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers." ”

"Oh, Brother Zheng, you're so set that I want to help you deliver the letter."

"Brother Lin, you are a great help, and you will have a generous gift later."

......

Zhuolu Mountain.

In a courtyard, Song Xiance, Li Zhi, Song Caijie (Xiaojie), Sun Kewang, Li Dingguo, Sun Baqian and others were in a hurry, and they were very busy.

"Lao Li, how many people have been recruited, is there enough food?" Song Xiance asked.

"5,000 people, including tens of thousands of family members, are arranged outside the pass, don't worry about food, recruit another 10,000 or 20,000 people, and it will be enough in a few months." Li Zhi replied.

Zhiwen arranged it like this before leaving, and the literary affairs, that is, the management and the affairs of the fields, were supervised by Song Xiance and assisted by Li Zhi.

Martial arts, training and guarding, Li Dingguo is in charge, and Sun Kewang assists.

Well, Kewang felt that Dr. Sun Dachun cared for him, which had already made Sun Dachun (eight thousand) a little jealous, and before Zhiwen and them left, he officially announced to everyone that Yi Hu's surname was Sun, and since then, his big name is Sun Kewang.

The matter of washing wool was in charge of Sun Dachun alone, and the captives who washed the wool were guarded by a special person.

"What about sweaters? How many sweaters have you knitted? Song Xiance asked again.

Li Zhi wiped his sweat, "More than 5,000 pieces have been handed back, mainly because the wool can't keep up." ”

"Not enough." Song Xiance said, "Zhou Gongzi has already come to urge again, so let's take out 10,000 sweaters, and make a fortune before the ice melts." ”

The sweater business can be popular, and Song Xiance is confident that it can be popular, which is what they didn't expect.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, after Zhou Chengyun invited the major shopkeepers from Zhangjiakou to the market at the foot of the mountain, Zhuolu Trading Company sent orders for sweaters to the Zhuolu Trade Union, as long as there was goods, they were all cash transactions.

By the way, the market has been bought by the Zhuolu trading company, and it has been renovated, and named "Zhuolu market", as a place for the trading company to entertain merchants and negotiate business, the merchants come to pick up the goods by themselves, and they are also here, so they will not enter the mountain, and at the same time, the trade union recruits refugees to work here, and Zhuoluji is adjacent to the official road leading to Beijing, and there are many refugees on the road.

The 5,000 sweaters delivered in advance were snatched up by various shopkeepers before they appeared, and now they want 10,000 pieces, and the speed of knitting sweaters can no longer keep up with the demand.

"Eight thousand, can the wool be washed faster?" Song Xiance asked.

Sun Dachun said with two dark circles under his eyes, "No, it's already been rushed day and night, and if you force them again, it is estimated that someone will die." ”

Song Xiance gritted his teeth, "Give more money and food and recruit people to wash the wool, okay?" ”

"It's okay with money and food." Li Zhi said.

"Okay, yes," Sun Dachun said, "I'm afraid that at this rate, there won't be enough wool." ”

"Huh?" Song Xiance is in a hurry, not enough wool? This is not good, and hurriedly asked, "Xiaojie, how much wool is left?" ”

All the materials in the inventory are in the hands of Song Caijie.

"There are still tens of thousands of catties." Song Caijie only said an approximate number, but the number changes frequently, and people come to receive wool every day.

"Eight thousand's worries are justified, at this rate of consumption, I'm afraid it won't last for March." Song Caijie said.

Song Xiance put his mind at ease, "That's okay, these two days are the last madness, in February, I estimate that the amount will come down, and it will last until the spring flowers bloom and shear sheep." ”

"Dingguo," the busiest estimate here is Song Xiance, "Zhou Gongzi said, once the 10,000 sweaters are completed, we will send a team to escort them to Jiaodong Port and go down to Jiangnan by sea, you and Kewang can arrange it." ”

At this time, they naturally all knew that the siege of Gyeonggi had been lifted and it was passable.

"Okay."

"No problem."

Li Dingguo and Sun Kewang both responded.

"Why do you take the sea route? Didn't you say that you went down from the canal to Jiangnan? Song Caijie asked.

"It's not that the canal hasn't been frozen yet," Song Xiance explained, "Zhou Gongzi said that the sea is faster." ”

"What about the seeds? Lao Li, you've almost received it, right? Song Xiance asked again.

"Well, it's almost, people who are willing to farm have started ploughing the ground, and when the weather is warmer, they can plant."

"What about our own land? Is there anyone going to tease around? Song Xiance asked, Zhiwen repeatedly explained before leaving, he must leave a piece of land to plant by himself, and do that "experiment", but this is also in line with Sun Kewang and others.

"Aunt Song is doing it, I'll help occasionally." Sun Kewang was a little ashamed, he originally said that he would go into battle to farm in person, but he was really busy, and now he is basically lost to Xiaoyingniang.

But now there are not many things in the field, and one person can take care of it, and when he is busy, he will definitely help.

"Yo, you're all here." A voice came from outside the courtyard, and two figures walked into the courtyard one after the other, it was Zhou Chengyun and the master and servant of the tea.

"I've seen Zhou Gongzi." Everyone saluted.

"How's it going, are there enough sweaters?" After Zhou Chengyun returned the gift, he also asked eagerly, he is now positioning sweaters in Jiangnan in the middle and high-end grades, which are more expensive than ordinary cotton clothes, but because of the lightweight, warm and breathable characteristics of sweaters, they are still in short supply.

The more you sell before the spring warm, the more famous you will be, and the better you will be able to sell in the coming year.

"It's still a little worse, Gongzi Zhou, can you give a few days of grace?" Song Xiance replied.

"Three days is okay?" Zhou Chengyun asked, "Let's reserve some more time on the road, after all, no one can tell what is delayed." ”

"Okay!" Song Xiance responded that there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and he didn't believe that he couldn't recruit people who couldn't wash wool.