Chapter 20: Disbelief

"Big brother, what are you kneeling here for? I don't have to make such a big salute to my mother, just be happy. ”

How could Lu Jian'an not see that his uncle's family was forcing the Xu family to agree.

Could it be that he felt that he would not agree, so he came here to force Xu?

She is not prepared to dominate the craft and pass it on, after all, she is alone, even if she is tired, it is impossible to do so many things alone.

If you accept a bunch of apprentices and grandchildren, it is actually not bad for you, the master and grandfather, to sit back and enjoy the success.

But she doesn't like others to force her to do it, that's not what she wants to accept.

Xu Mengshan touched her scales a little.

So as soon as these words came out, with a cold wind and sword rain, a gun and a stick.

Xu Mengshan didn't know what was going on, obviously he was a few years older than Lu Jian'an, but he was weak in his heart, lacking confidence, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

So he got up in a daze and stood behind Xu Yuan honestly.

Xu Yuan is so angry, this son is too wooden and honest, you are the eldest brother, what are you afraid of!

If Xu Mengshan knew what he thought, he would definitely reply honestly and politely, you are not afraid, what are you bringing my mother here for?

Isn't it just expecting the fierce Feng to settle things?

Just now, he crawled to the Xu family's silk workshop.

They are also called Xujia Silk Workshop, but the business is not good, mainly because the color of their reeling silk is dark, not to mention, because the silk reeling technology is not refined, and there are many joints, which seriously affects the re-utilization rate of raw silk.

The problem is that the price of raw silk presses is too low to cause them. Not to mention small profits and quick turnover, there is no profit at all, people can earn a pound of raw silk, at least they can earn a dozen Wen, to them, 1 Jin of raw silk can earn three or five Wen, which is already considered high.

There are only two seasons of business to do in a year, so it is a little difficult for their family to even have a full stomach, and they want to make the shop's business bigger and better, but they don't have that ability.

Although their family has fifteen acres of mulberry fields.

But which silk mill around here can not raise silkworms without mulberry fields at home?

There are many small workshops like them that are struggling with their own silk reeling skills.

Don't look at Fengshan County as the largest distribution center for raw silk, but except for the 28 famous silk mills along the river, they can only be regarded as many small retail households.

Not only is the craftsmanship not good, but the price is also not sellable.

can only be regarded as barely making a living by handicraft.

Why did their family have their own land, but they had to plant mulberry trees, instead of going back and planting grain in that field, I am afraid that they would be able to eat enough?

It's really because of the geographical conditions that they have here.

All of them are mountainous areas suitable for mulberry trees.

It's not like the Yima Pingchuan over there, where such a land grows food, I'm afraid it will be a problem to even fill the stomach.

So to tell the truth, around Fengshan County, thousands of acres of land, why did they all do this in the end?

It's not because they don't do this, they can't even survive.

At the very least, planting mulberry and raising silkworms, although there are only two seasons a year, can barely mix a full stomach.

If you hone your craft for a few more years, maybe your sons and grandchildren will really make a fortune in the future.

After all, the craft of silk reeling has been passed down by them for many years.

The bowl of rice that the ancestors all ate, they naturally passed from father to son, son to grandson, and did it from generation to generation.

My own father guards the shop, and the silk reeling work in the backyard is done by the second uncle and his mother and second aunt, and their Xu family's silk reeling skills are also passed down by the old man Xu.

Their apprentices were all their own children, and there were no outsiders.

Because they can't afford to raise apprentices, naturally no apprentices want to come to a small workshop like theirs to learn.

Those apprentices are the privileges of the twenty-eight silk mills along the river, and these small silk mills are just eating with each other, how can they have that ability.

Seeing his son appear, Xu Yuan was a little depressed, "Didn't you go to eat with Master Cao, and you will come back at this time, could it be that Master Cao can't do it?" Alas, don't be angry, if we can send you to the Cao family as an apprentice, at least our family can have a hope, I know that Master Cao has a perverse temper, but Shan'er, we have to bow our heads under the eaves. ”

It's not that they are helpless, and they don't want to find a way to please other people's silk reeling masters, just to introduce their sons to other people's families as apprentices.

Xu Mengshan grabbed his father, there is no one in the store now, otherwise Xu Yuan would not have said so.

There is only one young man watching the store, and the young man is actually the child of their own family, the eldest son of their second uncle, and the two are in partnership, so they naturally have to do everything they want, and no one will suffer.

"Dad, I want to talk to you about something, you and I come out for a while."

Xu Mengshan can't shout loudly about this matter, he understands the principle of striking first.

Lu Jian'an didn't want to accept him, not to mention that if he said it, Lu Jian'an would be familiar with silk, and his second uncle's family didn't use their brains, maybe they would have to stuff the second and third brothers over, and it was rare for Xu Mengshan to be smart for a while.

Xu Yuan thought that his son had a chance to do something, so he naturally didn't want to be known by the second room, so he followed his son to the teahouse opposite.

Two people sat down.

Xu Mengshan told what he had seen and heard, and Xu Yuan's mouth couldn't close.

"What do you say? You can't be hysterical, right? How can it be? Lu Jian'an's appearance, you can see for yourself, those hands are pampered at a glance, how can it be reeling! No way! No way, don't make your dad happy, I don't believe it. ”

Xu Yuan said that he didn't believe anything.

"Dad, am I the kind of person who talks nonsense? You can think clearly, I have to go up to learn from a teacher, if I pass this village, there will be no such shop. Now I don't know how many people want to worship under the Lu family, think for yourself that it is cooked silk, cooked silk! Xu Mengshan really wanted to smash his father's head to see what he was thinking.

"I'm telling you, I don't believe it, if Lu Jian'an knows how to reel silk! Can your aunt bring them to us in such a mess? It must be Lu Jian'an who may be hiding a little cooked silk, which just comes in handy. ”

Xu Mengshan wanted to die, he said that he broke his mouth, and his own father didn't believe it.

At this time, someone passed by to say hello, and it was all a county seat! Who doesn't know anyone yet.

"Lao Xu, you can hide deep enough, your family is about to develop, right? I'm going to take care of my brother in the future. ”

This is Lao Wei of the silk shop next door, who is a sworn enemy with the Xu family on weekdays, and now he has some flattery.

Xu Yuan was stunned.

"Old Wei, don't laugh at me, what can I do?"

"Don't pretend, your nephew is so powerful, he can reel familiar silk, even if there is a little leakage in the fingers, it is enough for your Xu family to eat, and you can't forget your brother when the time comes, after all, our neighbors for many years, although there is some friction, but not all distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors." Lao Wei thought that Xu Yuan was deliberately ignoring himself.

Xu Yuan was really stunned this time.

Is this true?