Xu Yue didn't hear Jiang Xingchen's words at all. His entire consciousness was attracted by the cocoons, and there was no other thing anymore...

"Black silkworms... this is breeding!" Xu Yue murmured to himself. As the head of the garment industry, he naturally understood black silkworms. Dafulai once sold a black silk product. He had never heard of it before.

The silkworms found in the wild formed cocoons on the reed poles.

Xu Yue knew very well what it meant to be able to breed black silkworms. If Dafulai had these black silk as his backing in the future, he would definitely soar into the sky.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen said what he had just said again, and Xu Yue only heard it.

Next, he was silent. He divided the 60% benefit of the Great Blessings. This requirement was really hard to accept. No matter how tempting the black silkworm was, he would find it difficult to make up his mind. Once the 60% benefit was out, he felt that the Great Blessings would come again.

It's not from the Xu family anymore.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yue said, "Sir Jiang, although black silkworms can be raised, these are only 5,000 or 6,000, and I'm afraid they can't support great blessings!"

Of course, Jiang Xingchen knew what Xu Yue was worried about and smiled and said, "The black silkworm grew for one month, and it lasted for five months. Then it broke out and turned into a moth... There are already five cocoons in these silkworms.

It's the month! That is to say, in another month, there will be tens of thousands of cocoons!"

"Even so, it's not enough! Even if you can make a hundred pieces of black silkworm clothes and distribute them to each branch, it's just one or two... And, there is still one month left, Dafulai really can't handle it anymore

, the salary of the store’s shop’s shop, the salary of the garment maker, and the cost of the store’s shop, can no longer be paid!" Xu Yue was still hesitating.

Jiang Xingchen said lightly: "I will pay for this money... In addition to the black silkworm, I have something more beneficial to Dafu's development. But now I am studying... The textile workshop you mentioned is also funded by me to build it.

...And you will still manage Dafu in the future. All I want is 60% of the benefits!"

Xu Yue was stunned. Every time Jiang Xingchen said something, his heart would twitch violently. In the end, he felt his breathing was a little rapid. If Jiang Xingchen said this, what their Xu family had to pay was just manual and store.

Perhaps there is transportation, and Jiang Xingchen took it all over the other family.

If we follow these points, Jiang Xingchen's interests are indeed very reasonable. The most important thing is that Jiang Xingchen said that as long as he has the interests, the operator of Dafulai is still the Xu family.

When Jiang Xingchen talked about this, Xu Yue had to hesitate any more. That would be a fool!

"Okay! Let's sign the contract immediately according to the method of the Lord!" Xu Yue couldn't wait at this time. When this happened, Dafu came and saved his identity as the head of the family.

Jiang Xingchen nodded with a smile, instructed Huang Xiaoyun to take good care of the black silkworms, and then returned to the lord's mansion with Xu Yue.

He had already prepared the contract and signed it very smoothly. Afterwards, Xu Yue was excited and embarked on the way home with a 300,000 yellow crystal coins.

After Xu Yue left, Grandpa Fu asked Jiang Xingchen: "Sir, we have paid for and worked harder, and we also have to provide the sewing machine you designed. In addition, the black silkworms, if only 60% of the benefits are missing, is it a little less?

ah?"

Jiang Xingchen smiled and said, "It's not a big deal at all. We've seen a lot of it. But once it's done, we can completely shake hands and don't have to put in any effort. But the Xu family is different. They are responsible for the management and have always put in their efforts. And the store is in the same way.

It’s also their own, especially the tailor, and it’s also their own!”

Grandpa Fu nodded and asked again: "Sir, should we make some moves and put some pressure on Ruixiang?"

"No!" Jiang Xingchen waved his hand and sneered: "It's impossible for them to know that Xu Yue is coming to me..."

In the next few days, Jiang Xingchen spent every day in the research institute and worked with Xianning to study sewing machines.

I have to say that Xian Ning's talent in invention and creation is definitely much higher than Jiang Xingchen. With the appearance patterns provided by Jiang Xingchen and the basic working mode of the sewing machine, she quickly launched relevant internal structures and continued to

Refine.

Xianning is responsible for deducing the machine structure. Jiang Xingchen uses his newly developed precision curved array to make precision parts, and then combine them according to Xianning's derivation and combinations, and then perceives the problems during its operation, providing Xianning with improvement suggestions.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but sigh that if the precision curved array had not developed to the abdomen, the sewing machine would definitely not be able to make it. The parts were so fine that they were second, mainly because they were complicated. They would never be able to perceive them with the original formation.

The two of them have a very tacit understanding of their cooperation. In Jiang Xingchen's words, they are simply golden partners. After about seven days, with the efforts of the two, the sewing machine has basically taken shape.

During this period, five or six thousand black silkworms emerged from their cocoons, leaving more than one hundred thousand eggs!

It was already late July, and it was the hottest time of the year, and there were more tourists coming to Xingchen to escape the summer heat.

Even though the wings, bungee jumping, rafting and other projects make tourists enjoy the fun, the fruit shaved ice makes people cheerful, and the paper-paste window lattices on the starry sky also make people sigh and exclaim.

Soon, another strange landscape led by the stars, the paper-paste window lattices spread out as the tourists left.

"What did you say? Xingchen used paper-paste windows! Damn, this is too expensive! How hard to buy paper now!"

"It's hard to buy outside, but there is no shortage of Xingchen Collars. That's what they produce... Not to mention the windows, you won't believe it if you say it. The senior staff of Xingchen Collars use paper to wipe their butts!"

"My second, I use paper to wipe my butt, is it true?"

"I said you can die if you don't urge you to have a bad situation. Don't you think anyone believes this? How did you know about the senior management wiping their butts? Could it be that people will tell you?"

"It was said by the hotel guy! He said he had used it himself, and it was much more comfortable than bamboo slices!"

"You are such a slut, guy is fooling you..."

"Okay, don't study the wiping of your butt. Let's talk about paper-paste windows... Can paper-paste windows keep warm in winter?"

"You don't know that paper is stronger than wood chips, and the windproof effect is much stronger... I guess there will definitely be an introduction to paper-paste windows in the next issue of Star Monthly..."

Jitongling was located in the middle of the empire at the junction of the north and south. Like Qiyueling, it was almost plains, with a very developed planting industry and relatively rich people.

The headquarters of the Lord of Jitong is located here, and the Hong family, the controller of the Ruixiang garment store, also lives here.

At this time, in the hall of the Hong family, Hong Anran, the head of the Hong family, was sneering and listening to his subordinates' reports. At the same time, there were several important figures of the Hong family.

"Now many people are talking about it outside. Stars are new, and they actually use paper to paste windows! I heard... I heard that people there are still paper to put their butts..."

Listening to his subordinate's report, Hong Anran's expression became colder and he couldn't help but hum and rushed out of his nose.

"Paper, it's paper again!" Hong Anran clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he was trying to cleave something.

Ruixiang has always been the largest producer of white silk. This thing consumes a lot and has objective profits. It is less than the money you earn from selling clothes. It is Ruixiang's richest income.

However, since the papers picked by Xingchen were released in April, they quickly occupied the market, and suddenly forced the white silk to no longer have room for survival.

Although the production of paper by Xingchen Collar is far from reaching the market demand. However, except for urgent matters, ordinary people would rather wait for the paper to arrive than buy white silk.

Among all the businesses that produce white silk, Ruixiang was the most affected. A large amount of white silk that had been produced long ago was smashed into his hands, and he actually lost a lot of money.

Therefore, Hong Anran hated Jiang Xingchen.

However, with Jiang Xingchen's current identity and status, the Hong family dared not dare to go against Jiang Xingchen openly. The kite garden in front, the pirated books behind, and the major lords, whoever opposes Jiang Xingchen, can do it.

I vomited blood after losing my life!

The business has suffered huge losses and I dare not cause trouble for others. Hong Anran’s depression can be imagined.

At this moment, the Star Monthly sales advertising space, Dafulai, who had been hit by Ruixiang, appeared on the advertising space.

"This is an opportunity!" Hong Anran immediately realized that if Dafu came to bankruptcy or business shrank, it would cause flaws in Star Monthly and weaken the influence of the Monthly.

If Dafulai takes advantage of the advertising advantage this time, it will undoubtedly have another impact on Ruixiang. So Hong Anran took action without thinking. It is necessary to compete with Dafulai for business and suppress his competitors. It is necessary to influence the Xingchen with his feet.

Monthly, it’s good to have a bad anger in your chest.

After listening to his subordinate's report, Hong Anran waved his hand and asked someone to retreat, sneering: "Jiang Xingchen really dares to think about the paper-stuffed window!"

A middle-aged man next to him said, "It doesn't matter. What kind of paper-paste windows has nothing to do with us... But Xu Yue went to Xingchen Collector a few days ago. Will he ask Jiang Xingchen for help?"

"If he asks him to find it, Jiang Xingchen will help you. How can I help? It's just lent Dafu money!" Hong Anran didn't care at all and waved his hand gently.

"That's right, cost, quality, and good fortune are not as good as us everywhere. Even if we borrow more money from Jiang Xingchen, it's useless." Several others nodded.

At this time, a young man at the edge said, "It may not be possible that if the Star Monthly magazine was published in 800,000 copies and 1 million copies, their publicity effect would be quite powerful. We cannot always compete with them for publicity. How many are there?

I can’t afford to even play with money!”

Hong Anran smiled coldly and said gloomyly: "Don't worry, it won't be too long when Star Monthly's dominance! The Empire Monthly will be released soon, so we can advertise it there!"

"The Empire is going to publish a monthly magazine, how did the head of the family know?" The group of people were stunned and looked straight at Hong Anran! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!