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Zhang Yuanxiang said: "Feng'er, I am ready to deal with the cloth in the cloth village at a low price, and the weaving workshop is also ready to change hands at a low price, about 1,000 taels can be raised, plus about 200 taels of silver in hand, with this money, we will go back to the countryside, buy dozens of acres of land, and then ......"

Zhang Feng interrupted Zhang Yuanxiang's speech, Zhang Feng said: "Father, our weaving workshop also has dozens of looms, and there is a large piece of land attached, how to sell the weaving mill, and only after processing the cloth in the cloth village can we raise about 1,000 taels." ”

Zhang Feng already had a general understanding of the prices of this era, and one tael of silver could buy about two stones of grain, or buy a horse of cotton cloth.

Zhang Yuanxiang smiled bitterly: "Our family's weaving workshop has invested thousands of taels of silver, and now it can only change hands at a low price of a few hundred taels, even at this price, I have been looking for several days to find a buyer." ”

With an investment of a few thousand taels, a few hundred taels will be sold, and the loss will be big!

It is precisely because of this weaving workshop that all the money of the Zhang family is consumed in it, and Zhang Feng can't bear to sell it at such a low price.

Zhang Feng said: "Father, can we not sell the weaving mill?" ”

Zhang Yuanxiang sighed and said, "If you don't sell it, you can't do it!" If this house is still there, relying on the profits of the cloth village, it may be able to hold on again, but after the house is taken back by the Xu family, without the profit of the cloth village, I really can't operate this weaving workshop. ”

Oh, yes! has been losing money, how can it continue to operate.

Zhang Feng fell into deep thought, seeing Zhang Feng's thinking appearance, Zhang Yuanxiang thought in his heart, since Feng'er was hit in the head, the whole person seems to have changed a lot, and now he knows how to share his worries. Zhang Yuanxiang was very pleased.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Feng said: "Father, to solve the current predicament, we must first keep this house, don't let the Xu family take it back, and in addition, we must realize the profitability of the weaving mill." ”

But that's easier said than done!

Zhang Yuanxiang could only smile bitterly, Zhang Yuanxiang asked himself, he was helpless and powerless.

The house was mortgaged to the Xu family by himself, and he made a note in black and white, and now he is unable to repay the money, and the Xu family wants to take back the house, Zhang Yuanxiang has no way. Unless, unless, you can raise the money you owe in just a few days.

Zhang Feng looked at this house, at the beginning, Zhang Feng liked it here, but now it seems that he will not live here for a few days, and then he will have to move out of here.

Ay! Zhang Feng sighed softly.

Zhang Feng didn't have anything to do for the time being, he was not familiar with the people and things in this Songjiang Mansion, and Zhang Feng couldn't raise this amount of money in just a few days for the time being.

Zhang Feng said: "Father, in the current situation, it seems that we can only take one step at a time, if we really get to that point, we really want to go back to the countryside, we will go back to the countryside together"

Feeling Zhang Feng's assertiveness and self-confidence, Zhang Yuanxiang was happy in his heart, and thought in his heart that his Feng'er had really grown up.

Zhang Feng said: "Father, how many days will the Xu family come to collect the house?" ”

Zhang Yuanxiang said: "There are still five days, the Xu family asks us to move out of here within five days, and after five days, the Xu family will take back this house." ”

Five days!

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, time is really tight enough, for now, we must try to figure out the situation and come up with a solution, in addition, Zhang Feng also wants to go to his own weaving workshop to have a look.

Zhang Feng was very interested in the germination of capitalism in the late Ming Dynasty, and he was even more interested in the weaving workshop of his family.

So, Zhang Feng said: "Father, can you take me to the weaving workshop to have a look." ”

Zhang Yuanxiang said: "Okay, let's go." ”

The Zhang family had a carriage, and the men quickly prepared the carriage, and the two got into the carriage and headed out of the city, the Zhang family's weaving workshop was in the eastern suburbs of the city, not in the city.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhang Feng looked at the scene on the street and saw that everything was very fresh, but at this time, Zhang Feng was not in too much mood to look at the street scene.

After half a ring, the carriage left the city, and after traveling another two or three miles, it stopped in front of a courtyard.

This is a suburb, there are very few houses, as far as the eye can see, it is either farmland or wasteland, the weaving workshop of the Zhang family is composed of several houses, the houses are surrounded by walls, and outside the walls are large wastelands, overgrown with weeds, however, this wasteland is large enough, and the terrain is also very flat.

Zhang Feng said: "Father, are all the wasteland around here our family?" ”

Looking at this wasteland, Zhang Yuanxiang said with a wry smile: "At the beginning, I was hot-headed, I felt that the land price was cheap, and I bought it all in one go, hey, now it's all smashed in my hands, these wasteland soil quality is very poor, not suitable for farming, even if I want to sell it, I can't afford to sell it." ”

Zhang Feng suddenly understood why his family's weaving workshop had invested thousands of taels at the beginning, and almost all the money was emptied at once, and he had bought such a large piece of wasteland by the way, Zhang Feng visually measured that the area of this wasteland was at least two or three hundred acres.

My obedient one, an area of two or three hundred acres.

Zhang Yuanxiang said curtly: "Feng'er, my father saw that the land was cheap, only a few taels of silver per acre of land, and bought all this wasteland in one go, and I was going to reclaim all this place into dry land after I got money, thinking that I could make a lot of money, but I didn't think about it, hey......"

An acre of land only costs a few taels of silver, which is definitely the price of cabbage, no wonder Zhang Yuanxiang bought two or three hundred acres at once.

An acre of paddy field is worth at least 20 or 30 taels, and an acre of dry land that is a little better is worth more than 10 taels.

Zhang Yuanxiang sighed there, regretting his original decision very much, while Zhang Feng was slightly excited, thinking in his heart, what a big piece of land, it is still so flat and dry, good, very good!

Zhang Feng said: "Father, such a large piece of land, this may be a good thing. ”

A good thing?

Zhang Yuanxiang looked at Zhang Feng in surprise, such a large piece of land smashed in his hands, Zhang Yuanxiang has been in a hurry to get rid of it, the weaving mill and this large piece of wasteland, the price is five hundred taels, and it took several days to find a buyer, no one cares at all, and now, Zhang Feng said that it is a good thing.

Zhang Feng was in a happy mood and said with a smile: "Father, let's go to the weaving workshop to have a look." ”

Zhang Yuanxiang nodded, the two entered the gate and entered the courtyard, the courtyard was like a large courtyard, and there were a lot of looms in the houses, and there were a lot of people busy.

A middle-aged man with a small melon skin hat walked over with a respectful face, "Master, you are here." ”

Zhang Yuanxiang nodded and said, "Feng'er, this is Steward Yang." ”

Yang Shenghai can actually be regarded as a distant relative of Zhang Yuanxiang, because he is coarse and can settle accounts, he was invited by Zhang Yuanxiang to come over and serve as a steward in the weaving workshop.

Yang Shenghai was a very clever person, and immediately said, "Hello, young master." ”

Zhang Feng said enthusiastically: "Steward Yang, hello." ”

Seeing that his eldest young master was so polite, Yang Shenghai had a feeling of being flattered, and his heart was slightly excited, in this era, the hierarchy is strict, and no one is equal, in Yang Shenghai's mind, the eldest young master is high, where would he be so polite with his own subordinates.

Zhang Feng looked at Yang Shenghai's expression, and quickly understood in his heart that in order not to look too out of place, Zhang Feng didn't say anything to Yang Shenghai again, but said to Zhang Yuanxiang: "Father, let's take a look around." ”

So, Zhang Yuanxiang and Zhang Feng were in front, Yang Shenghai followed respectfully, and Zhang Feng looked around the weaving workshop.

The workers in the weaving workshop were busy, but Zhang Feng could see that it was very non-standardized, and the looms were also very old-fashioned, and the efficiency was very low, and it was estimated that a skilled worker could not weave a piece of cloth in a few days.

Seeing such low efficiency, Zhang Feng thought in his heart, the efficiency is very low, and labor costs account for a huge proportion! At the same time, Zhang Feng also noticed the whole production process, where cotton is purchased from outside, then spinned, weaved, dyed, and finally sold.

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, if he could improve efficiency, he would still make a lot of money and solve the current predicament, with such an idea in his heart, Zhang Feng's vision changed, and he began to look at all this from the perspective of technology and technology.

After watching it, Zhang Feng became excited and happy, because Zhang Feng had found a good way to improve efficiency.

Zhang Feng said: "Father, how many pieces of cloth do we weave a day?" ”

Zhang Yuanxiang said: "We can weave more than a dozen pieces of cloth a day, and each piece of white cloth used to be sold for one or two cents of silver, but now it is more difficult to sell, and it is good for a white cloth to be sold for one or two pieces of silver." ”

Yang Shenghai next to him said respectfully: "Young Master, we have more than 30 looms, and we weave more than a dozen pieces of cloth a day, which is already very good." ”

Obviously, Yang Shenghai is very satisfied with this amount.

Zhang Feng could only shake his head secretly, with such efficiency, more than 30 looms, more than 30 skilled weavers, plus spinning workers, etc., the entire weaving workshop was almost seventy or eighty people, and there were only a dozen pieces of cloth a day, Zhang Feng was speechless.

However, thinking that this was the end of the Ming Dynasty, and the productivity was already extremely low, Zhang Feng gradually felt relieved, and at the same time, he felt that his opportunity had come.

Improving the weaving process and improving the weaving efficiency is not very difficult for Zhang Feng.

Through talking with Zhang Yuanxiang and Yang Shenghai, Zhang Feng also figured out that a skilled weaver's daily salary is about 20 or 30 yuan, and the wage cost of a piece of cloth accounts for more than 70%.

Wages plus materials, plus others, the cost of weaving a piece of cloth is about eight or nine hundred yuan, like before, a piece of cloth can be sold for one or two cents of silver, that is, one thousand three hundred dollars, naturally profits, now selling one or two silver, can only be regarded as a small profit, if the market is not smooth, resulting in a backlog, it is also possible to lose money.

The Zhang family's weaving workshop has always lost money, which is why Zhang Yuanxiang wants to sell this weaving workshop at a low price.

Zhang Feng said: "Father, what if the efficiency can be more than doubled? ”