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CHAPTER VI SILVER PROFITS OF THE SPINNING INDUSTRY

Wang Youzhen was still staring at Jenny's spinning machine in a daze. Old Master Wang, who had crawled out of the pile of dead people, had come to his senses and kicked the second son who turned the rocker hard: "Stop! Stop!"

"Don't shake it with such a great force."

Wang Jiren hurriedly stopped what he was doing, stood beside him and scratched his head, not daring to say anything.

Mr. Wang stopped his second son, turned his head, and smiled kindly: "Son, this kind of spinning machine has a name."

The West had to invent the Jenny spinning machine a hundred years later. Since the Ming Dynasty started its first industrial revolution ahead of schedule, there should be a title that belongs to the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Youzhen pondered for a moment and said, "Grandpa, it's called a hundred-spinning spinning machine."

Mr. Wang, a soldier from the border, most disliked the piles of clouds, mountains, and mists that were taken by the sour literati.

The easy-to-understand spinning machine was right for his appetite for the border army. Mr. Wang laughed and said, "A good name will be called the spinning machine in the future."

Wang Youzhen took a spinning machine based on the way of giving the name to industrial machinery in the industrial era. Everything is direct, concise and popular.

Otherwise, a spinning machine will take a Tiangong Nine Heaven Weaving Girl spinning machine. Is it spinning out a yarn or a sour and rot article by a sour and rot literati, which is not pragmatic at all.

Wang Youzhen took the name and turned to look at the second uncle Wang Yaren who was nodding constantly: "Uncle II, how much silver is per pound of cotton on the market and how much silver is per pound of spindles."

This question involves the fundamental profits of the spinning workshop. Wang Jiren has been in contact with foreign goods over the past 20 years and has never been in contact with the spinning workshop.

It is logical that he didn't know, but Wang Jiren opened his mouth and said, "A 5 taels of silver per pound of cotton is a load of 100 pounds, which is 5 cents of silver per pound."

"The spindle is much more expensive, one ounce of silver per pound."

Cotton is only processed by a spinning machine and can be sold from five cents of silver to one pound of silver per pound, and the profit of replacing it will be twice the profit.

No wonder, during the First Industrial Revolution, the most profitable industry in England was the cotton textile industry, which gave birth to a lot of big capital.

Wang Youzhen first chose the spinning machine because Western countries such as England have embarked on the most convenient industrial path.

He was about to touch England to cross the river.

After clearly knowing the price of cotton and spindles, Wang Youzhen instructed: "Please find a way to transport ten chunks of cotton, and try not to let outsiders know."

"In addition, please ask your two aunts and my mother to come over and spin. After all, the 100-spin spinning machine is shameful and must not be let outsiders know."

Wang Jiren had no honesty on his face and was full of seriousness. He was good at abacus and knew better than anyone else how much benefit a hundred-spin spinning machine involved.

The bureaucratic and gentry spinning machine made five cents of silver by spinning a spindle. At the same time, the hundred-spinning spinning machine had already made five cents of silver.

A full hundred times the gap.

After repeatedly asking the second uncle to be careful, Wang Youzhen thought to use this matter to prevent his grandfather from being so tired and to live a good life: "Grandpa, you should not be a carpenter in the future."

"My grandson remembers that when grandpa retreated from the border, he brought back a sword from Qi's family and buried it in the ancestral hall."

"Let's do this. Grandpa invites Qi's sword out and guards our ancestral hall from now on to avoid outsiders coming in."

In order to support the whole family, Mr. Wang could only bury the old friend who had killed the Eight Banners Tartars at the door of the ancestral hall, which has always been his biggest regret.

The knife was clearly a hero who had killed the Eight Banners Tartars, but he could only be buried in the soil like a corpse.

When Mr. Wang heard his grandson's plea, he waved his hand with a smile on his face, signaling his grandson and second son to leave, and agreed to this matter.

Wang Youzhen parted ways with his second uncle at the entrance of the village and turned around to Yantian to find his five brothers.

The second uncle was in charge outside and the grandfather was watching at home. Wang Youzhen had no worries and was preparing to go to Sun Baohu's spinning workshop.

Wang Youzhen is extremely cautious in doing things and must first grasp the most detailed information in everything before making the next arrangements.

What's more, it is to overthrow a local emperor who controls the place. This kind of thing should be especially cautious. If there is a slight mistake, it may cause the Wang family to be destroyed.

In the muddy and empty salt fields, five younger brothers were following Uncle San to dry salt, preparing for the three families' salt classes this year.

Wang Youzhen said hello and took his five younger brothers away, asking them to hold a thick stick and follow the countryside dirt road to the spinning workshop.

Sun Baohu's spinning workshop is next to the Sun's house, only a few miles away from Yantian. After walking less than a stick of incense, he came to the spinning workshop.

Not far from the official road, a pavilion was built.

There is a stone tablet in front of the pavilion. After years of wind and rain, the seal carvings have long been mottled.

Wang Youzhen stood in front of the half-person-high stone tablet and could vaguely see some regular scripts of "Huang Zhongxuan Fu".

This person knows that he is not the Five Tiger General in the Three Kingdoms, but the largest celebrity in Changyi.

The real name is Huang Fu. He once served as the Minister of the Six Ministers during the reign of Chengzu.

Wang Youzhen and his younger brothers walked into the pavilion to rest. With the cool sea breeze, they looked at the spinning workshop not far away.

The spinning workshop covers a considerable area, roughly equivalent to half a village.

There is a circle of earthen walls on the outside, which are very high, and most villagers cannot see clearly inside.

Fortunately, Wang Youzhen is relatively tall, and with the help of a pavilion with a higher foundation, you can clearly see the situation in the spinning workshop.

The workshop simply built thatched sheds, many spinners with torn clothes were spinning yarns, and many servants were patrolling with sticks around.

Wang Youzhen roughly estimated that Sun Baohu's spinning machines were about 200.

For Wang Youzhen, the two hundred spinning machines were just two hundred spinning machines, but they were already medium-sized workshops in the county.

This is the advantage of industrial machinery. The silver profit generated by the spinning workshop covering half a village can be achieved by Wang Youzhen only in a few places.

It is not difficult to calculate how many spinning machines Sun Baohu has and how many spindles are spinning every day.

Wang Youzhen got the most wanted inside story and greeted several younger brothers and said, "Let's go, go back first."

Just as a few people walked out of the pavilion, four people came out of the spinning workshop, all of whom were servants wearing blue cloth shirts and pants and melon-skin hats.

The four servants carried the east and went to the beach like carrying pigs, just passing by Wang Youzhen.

Wang Youzhen looked carefully and found that he was a spinning woman. The spinning woman was so thin that she was no longer as thin as a skeleton with a bone on her skin.

Just as the four servants were about to leave Wang Youzhen, Wang Youzhen suddenly shouted: "What are you going to do!"

The servants didn't do anything good at all, but suddenly they heard a loud shout, which was really scared.

When they turned around and saw Wang Youzhen's short gray clothes with patches on his body, they thought they were a poor man with no money and power, all of whom became vicious.
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