Chapter 171 The Old Hooligan

A piece of cloth is more than ten meters at most. If there is enough wool, a skilled woman can spin one piece in a day and night.

In the past, it was raw materials that limited the speed of weaving, because the efficiency of spinning wheels that spun hemp or wool into threads was too low.

So in fact, if a woman starts from scratch and spins enough thread before weaving, it will basically take a month.

But I can't resist that I have a capable maidservant!

Talent is the most precious resource, wow.

If the spinning wheel and the loom are rebuilt together in the future...as long as there is enough wool, I can take as many Huren as you have!

"That's it. I've given it to you, when will it be given to me?"

Wei Yanda was satisfied, with the tone of a drug lord trading drugs.

"General, this is a bit embarrassing for me. I really don't have enough wool in my hands."

Feng Yong had a look of embarrassment on his face, it was not a fake, it was a real embarrassment.

"You kid is really dishonest. You pretend I don't know. A few days ago, you tricked my food and grass officer to go to Ju County to find Hu people to collect wool. I heard that the progress is good. Presumably wool will be delivered soon. I am here. Let me tell you first, the first batch of cloth weaved can only be given to Hanzhong Mansion."

Wei Yan first brought Feng Yong a big profit, and now he brought another great news.

"The general is serious? That's really great. Don't worry, as soon as the wool arrives, I will immediately start weaving without any delay."

Feng Yong finally couldn't help but smile openly.

As for the matter of Feng Yong coaxing Zhuge Qiao to go to Ju County to collect wool, Feng Yong didn't mind it when he was in a good mood.

At the beginning, you begged me to give you some advice, to make some extra money for Hanzhong Mansion, how could it be called coaxing?

Zhuge Qiao came here first, and now Wei Yan went out in person for such a small amount of cloth. It seems that Hanzhong Mansion is poor enough.

For such ignorant poor people, Feng Yong has enough psychological advantages.

"Success, you kid must remember what you said now. Remember, the woven cloth can only be given to Hanzhong Mansion first, no matter who it is, it can't be taken away."

Wei Yan repeated it again.

"sure!"

Feng Yong fully agreed.

"That's good. After driving all the way, my mouth feels dry, boy, you don't know how to let the old man go in for a drink of water. Could it be that the camp that the old man borrowed from you is so ugly that you dare not let the old man go in? "

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he immediately took the lead and walked towards the camp, as if he was the master here.

But this camp was also lent to him by him, so it is reasonable to say that he is the master.

Feng Yong followed behind in a frenzy, and said with a smile: "The people brought here by the boy can't compare to the general's well-trained army. It is indeed a bit messy inside. I hope the general doesn't mind."

"When I lent this camp to you, I didn't think it could remain the same."

Wei Yan didn't have much opinion on Feng Yong's changes in the layout of the camp, so he walked to the largest thatched cottage with ease.

"Is this the chair?"

Entering the Marshal's camp at the beginning, and now the meeting hall, in the middle of the entrance, there is exactly the grand master's chair that Feng Yong specially asked someone to make.

Wei Yan stepped forward, touched it curiously, and marveled, "I heard that this thing is very popular in Jincheng now, and it's much more comfortable than kneeling, isn't it?"

"Back to the general, that's right, and sitting on it is quite dignified, but kneeling is much better. The general may as well..."

Feng Yonggang was about to say "you might as well try it", but Wei Yan sat on it long ago, twisted left and right, then sat upright, making a majestic image, and finally glanced left and right, thinking to himself: sit like this Although it is a bit awkward, it is true that what Zi Zi said, and I feel a lot more comfortable.

Seeing that Wei Yan had taken the main seat, Feng Yong and Li Yi had to find their own seats below.

"It's not that I bully you as a child. It's really a big man. The past two years have been too difficult, not to mention that Hanzhong Mansion has been deserted for a long time. Last year, some people in the army were crippled by the cold, but a top man Such a good man, he did not die in the hands of the thieves, but he was made worse by the gods."

Wei Yan said he was thirsty, but he talked a lot when he came in. Then he picked up the water that Amei poured, took a sip, and continued, "This is an elite soldier who has been carefully trained by the old man. It's not easy. I heard that the Prime Minister sent a young hero to Hanzhong, and I was very tempted to hear what Die Niang said about the wool."

"The woolen cloth old man looked at it, it is thick, and it must be warm to wear clothes made of this cloth in winter. It is said that the winter is coming, the old man is anxious, so the price is a bit hard, Feng Lang Don't you blame the old man?"

"No wonder, no wonder, the general has his soldiers in his heart and loves soldiers like his sons. He is a role model for me."

Feng Yong said repeatedly, feeling a little guilty at the same time, this price seems to be a bit ruthless, do you want to increase it appropriately?

"That's good. This time, I will treat it as the old man taking advantage of you. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come and tell the old man. If the old man can help, he will naturally extend his hand."

After getting this promise, Feng Yong felt even more guilty, so he should find an excuse to raise the price.

"I heard Li Xiaozi said that you once wove clothes out of woolen cloth, let's take a look."

After only two words of Feng Yong's touching words, the old man showed his true nature again, and asked Feng Yong for something directly.

The first woolen sweater was tried on by Feng Yong once, and it has been in Zhao Guang's hands ever since. Now that others have gone to Yang'an Pass, there is no need to think about that. Fortunately, I asked Aunt Gouzi to do it again. I heard that it was almost finished and was preparing to take up the thread, so I told Amei to go and ask Aunt Gouzi to come.

Aunt Gouzi came in quickly with her clothes in her hands, probably because she heard that the person sitting above was the biggest official in Hanzhong, the prince and general of a big man, she looked very nervous.

"Don't panic," Feng Yong, as the master, naturally wanted to appease you at this moment, "I asked you to come here, just to ask you, is the woolen sweater ready? Also, the general wants to see what the clothes are. look."

"Yes." Aunt Gouzi responded, bowed to Wei Yan at the top, then turned to Feng Yong and replied, "Go back to the master's house, it's ready. I thought I'd send it over this morning." , but I heard from Mrs. Amei that the master's house is busy, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

"But it's done? Then bring it up and let me see."

Wei Yan above heard the conversation between the two, and immediately said anxiously.

Aunt Gouzi glanced at Feng Yong, got Feng Yong's signal, and immediately stepped forward to hand it over.

Wei Yan picked up the clothes and compared them to himself, dissatisfied: "Why so small?"

Feng Yong glanced at Wei Yan's bear-like figure, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This old man is indeed an unreasonable old hooligan. Damn it was made according to my figure. What does it have to do with you?

The impulsive thought of raising the price due to guilt, just because of Wei Yan's rascal words and deeds, all of a sudden disappeared.