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Chapter 442: Before fighting against the outside world, you must first settle down at home.

Ma Shan was stunned and looked at Fang Chen: "You...are you kidding?"

Fang Chen: "Do you think I look like me?"

After saying that, Fang Chen asked Ma Shan to sit down and asked someone to bring him some tea. He took a sip and then said with a smile: "This is not Mingqian tea, but can it be returned to your Mashan's mouth?"

"Master Fang is joking, let's talk about cooperation."

What was Ma Shan thinking about drinking tea now? He hurriedly asked: "Master Fang is saying that the refugees who entered the imperial capital this time will be made workers in our textile factory?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Fang Chen asked.

Ma Shan frowned: "Master Fang, this is not a question of whether it can be done. Can the refugees be used? Neither of them look like humans or ghosts."

Fang Chen smiled: "Ma Shan, let me ask you, is the job of spinning thread difficult?"

"It's not that high, you just have to be careful and not careless," Mashan said.

Fang Chen added: "You are right, then let me ask you again, what do these refugees need most now?"

"It must be food. When I was just a kid, I met some people on the road. I bought some cakes for them. The guy had two kilograms of cakes and divided them among the three of them. Each of them finished it in two bites.

I'm afraid they will choke to death!" Ma Shan said with emotion.

"Yes, what these refugees need most now is food and shelter."

Fang Chen said: "It's not a difficult job, and there is a group of people who dare to do anything as long as they are given food, and they don't even consider the monthly salary. I can't think of any reason for you to refuse this kind of cheap labor.

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Ma Shan reacted and said while thinking: "If this is the case, it seems really good. Just take care of three meals a day and accommodation. This..."

"But I don't have such a big place for so many people to live."

Ma Shan looked at Fang Chen, and Fang Chen said: "I'll teach you, pay for it, build a few big houses, build the beds with stone bricks, divide the locations, and let men live with men and women with women.

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"When Mashan makes a profit in the first year, you will be able to build a few thatched houses for them with just a dime."

"In addition, now we are responsible for three meals a day, but you can't keep without money, right? When everything is on track, the salary that should be paid will still be paid."

"Even if all these 100,000 people are given to you, each person is worth one denarius, which is 10,000 taels. To you, Mashan, is this money?"

Ma Shan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "Master Fang, you are so generous. Ten thousand taels is a lot of money. Ordinary people may not be able to earn it in ten lifetimes."

"Doesn't that further prove that you, Mashan, are capable?" Fang Chen laughed.

Then he added: "I asked someone to make the spinning wheel for you yesterday. I tested it and found that the spinning speed is at least four to five times that of the original hand-operated spinning wheel. I think you know better than me what this means."

Ma Shan couldn't believe it: "Is this serious?"

"It's absolutely true. I asked the skilled craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry to make it. And the spinning wheels you Mashan will use in the future will definitely be produced by the Ministry of Industry. The quality can be guaranteed, but you still have to pay for it."

"The Ministry of Industry plans to sell it to others for one tael of silver a piece. If you want, I can make the decision and sell it in half. Five taels of silver is enough, Mashan."

When Fang Chen called him, Ma Shan, who was still shocked by the speed of the new spinning wheel, hurriedly responded.

Then Fang Chen said seriously: "This matter is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you, and even for your entire Ma family."

"What do you mean, Mr. Fang?"

Fang Chen said calmly: "Your Ma family is a business family. You must know better than me what others think of you."

"My whole body smells like copper." Ma Shan laughed nonchalantly. Whether he really didn't care or not, just like Fang Chen said, only he knew.

"Yes, but I can tell you now."

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes: "Your Majesty, as well as the entire imperial court, are very troubled by this group of refugees. If you can settle them well, if nothing else, I can still do it if I ask your family to produce a fourth-grade imperial official."

Ma Shan's heart skipped a beat, and he clenched his fists subconsciously. He looked at Fang Chen and stopped complimenting him with a charming smile: "Master Fang, aren't you a bit too boastful?"

The fourth-grade Beijing officials, unless they are the chief eunuchs in the palace, must be approved by His Majesty and appointed by the Ministry of Personnel.

Mashan knew that Fang Chen was not an easy person, but he wanted to appoint a random person to become a fourth-grade Beijing official.

He wouldn't believe it even to death.

Fang Chen smiled: "I know you don't believe it. Look at what this is. By the way, you probably don't know either, Li Yun. Commander, please talk to him."

Fang Chen took out the imperial order that Luo Ningxin had given him before from his arms.

Li Yun immediately knelt down and said in a deep voice: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Ma Shan on the side was so frightened that he immediately knelt down. Li Yun said softly: "Ma Shan, this is your Majesty's imperial order. When you see an order, you are like seeing your Majesty."

Ma Shan was shocked in his heart and looked at Fang Chen in disbelief. At this moment, he realized that his estimation of Fang Chen was still too simple.

I thought he was the young master of a minister in the inner city, but I didn't expect that he was a close minister of the emperor.

Fang Chen put away the ban: "So, Mashan, you must be able to resettle these refugees. At least His Majesty will remember that our imperial capital has a chivalrous businessman named Mashan who serves the country and the people!"

"Please rest assured, my emperor, Ma Shan, a common man, will live up to His Majesty's expectations and die with all his might!"

Ma Shan's whole body was trembling with excitement. He raised his head and looked at Fang Chen: "Master Fang! Let's cooperate! From today on, my Ma family will do nothing but build this textile factory!"

"Get up."

After Fang Chen said it, he said: "In that case, I will leave this matter to you. If you have any questions, just discuss it directly with Li Yun and then report it to me."

"My only request is that these refugees are no longer humans or ghosts as you said. You have to bring them back to their normal state again!"

"Other than that, everything will be as I told you yesterday. Your Ma family will be in charge of everything about the textile factory, and the profit sharing will remain unchanged."

"As long as you work hard, I, Fang Chen, will give you Mashan a position respected by thousands of people, so that even if you meet those third- and second-grade people on the road, they will say hello to you, and no one will dare to tell you secretly.

I scold you for being full of brass!"

"Ma Shan, a grass-roots citizen, obeys your orders!"

Ma Shan kowtowed heavily, his heart filled with excitement. At this moment, he finally understood what Fang Chen meant when he said that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for their Ma family.

Whether we can get rid of our identity as businessmen or even allow the Ma family to join politics depends on this time!

Mashan left with excitement, and Li Yun asked: "Master Fang, do you want our Bingma Division to help him? Otherwise, there may be trouble in selecting the site for the textile factory."

"Okay, Mr. Li, Lun Nao is much smarter than Ma Shan. If there is really something he can't handle, he would have already opened his mouth without you telling me. Money can make all the difference."

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