"You kid, your biggest problem is that you like to be smart! If you don't change this shortcoming, you will fall into it sooner or later!"
Wang Hai continued to scold him angrily!
"My father-in-law taught me a lesson! Changji must change! He must change!"
Song Changji continues to bow his head and pretend to be a grandson!
"Hmph! In order to prevent you from doing some smart and stupid things again, I will tell you everything. These are extraordinary times. Lin Xu, I can't touch him for the time being!"
"Why?"
"Because I have a more important thing to do and don't have that much energy to do anything else!"
"Excuse me, father-in-law, what is this important matter? Is there anything that requires Changji's service?"
Wang Hai snorted coldly: "What you said is quite right! As for this matter, it not only requires your service, but also your efforts! No matter what, it must be done!"
Song Changji's heart sank and he asked, "Is it still that thing?"
"That's right, that's it!"
Wang Hai stared at Song Changji with sharp eyes and spoke four words from between his teeth: "Change rice to mulberry!"
Hearing these four words, Song Changji's heart sank again!
"What's the matter? You don't want to do it?"
Wang Hai raised his eyebrows and said coldly.
"My father-in-law has misunderstood. As long as it is something arranged by my father-in-law, how can Changji be unwilling to do it?"
Song Changji quickly expressed his stance.
"Humph, if you think so, that's the best!"
Wang Hai picked up the purple clay pot and took two sips of milk, and said leisurely: "Let me give you a thorough explanation. About half an hour ago, I just received an urgent delivery from the palace eight hundred miles away. Nanyang
A group of businessmen came to Beijing to see the emperor this time and gave us Daning a big order of one million pieces of silk, which will be completed before the year! The emperor, Longyan Dayue, has already issued an oral order to the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau.
When it comes to communicating with these Nanyang businessmen, we must complete the orders on time without any mistakes!"
"A million bolts of silk?!"
Song Changji was shocked and said anxiously: "Even if I run all the looms at full capacity and weave cloth day and night, the total output in a year will be less than one million pieces! Such a large quota is still required before the New Year.
Done, how can this be done?”
"Look at your worthless look!"
Wang Hai glared at him again and reprimanded: "You only saw the difficulty, didn't you realize how profitable this business is? Even if a piece of cloth only earns one tael of silver, this million pieces of cloth,
That’s enough profit of one million taels of silver!”
"My father-in-law is right. This business is indeed very profitable! However, it is also very difficult!"
"Tell me, how difficult is it?"
"There are two main points: first, the production of raw silk is insufficient; second, the number of looms is insufficient and the efficiency is too low."
"Humph, I knew you couldn't come up with anything new!" This chapter has been completed!