Chapter 211 Weaving

Mrs. Sun, who was standing at the back, saw her grand-in-law being laughed at and ridiculed. She quickly took a few steps back, turned around and walked back with the basket on her back.

When others saw this, they asked her: "Why did Sister-in-law Chen go back? Your golden ears are no longer for sale?"

"Yeah." Sun hesitated and walked faster.

Her golden ears also became moldy. After having them baked again, it still didn't work. The color was gray with mildew spots, and even the fragrance was gone.

I wanted to use it to get away with it, but after the Han family made such a fuss, I guess it was impossible to sell this one. In this case, I had better not be embarrassed and conspicuous here.

It's a pity that there are so many golden ears, and I spent a lot of money to buy the bacteria. I will lose more than ten taels of silver every time I go there.

A dozen taels is not a small amount.

Sun was heartbroken.

Otherwise, let your husband take the time to take it to the county drug store to sell it. If someone doesn't know the goods and takes it away, you can also recover some losses.

In the Jiang family compound.

After a while of persuasion from everyone, and Old Man Jiang interceding, Zhou Mao finally let go and started collecting the goods again.

The villagers waiting to sell their goods quickly carefully selected their own golden fungus and snow fungus to prevent any of them from being of poor quality and irritating Manager Zhou.

Yingbao ignored the situation outside and used a ruler to measure the loom with her mother-in-law. They also drew the components of each part and marked the sizes.

She wants to ask different carpenters to build these components according to size, and then assemble them one by one, and then sell the looms. Even if one machine sells for fifty taels, she only needs to sell five to make back the money.

You might be able to sell more and make more money in the future.

This kind of loom can shuttle automatically. The weaver only needs to hold the rope with one hand and pull the board with the other hand, and step on the pedals with both feet to weave cloth quickly, which is several times faster than the original manual shuttle.

As long as you are skilled in the operation, you can weave a three-foot-wide piece of cotton in one day.

This weaving speed is simply as fast as lightning in the local area.

Based on this alone, more than two hundred taels of silver were not wasted.

The next day, Yingbao and Aniang took the drawings to carpenters' shops in several other towns and gave them the drawings and dimensions of one or two parts respectively, asking them to make twenty sets as soon as possible.

After that, he gave the drawings of several other simple parts to Wang Ke, a carpenter in the village, and asked him to make twenty sets.

As for the iron construction on the loom and the springs on the shuttle, they were left to the county blacksmith shop.

Ten days later, Chun Niang and her two sisters-in-law were able to operate the new loom skillfully, and the cotton cloth weaved was wide and soft.

The carpenters and blacksmiths had finished making the parts. Old Man Jiang borrowed a mule cart and went to pull the things back in person.

Then it was time to assemble the loom.

Chun Niang installed one for her eldest sister-in-law's house, and another one for her second sister-in-law's house.

The remaining eighteen sets are kept in my house. If someone comes to buy them, they will say fifty taels of silver each.

This price is quite high, ten times higher than the price of local looms.

But so what, things are rare and expensive, whether you like them or not.

However, Yingbao asked Aniang not to sell it for the time being, and he would sell it all at once when his father came back.

Because I can hire someone to make this thing, and others can, too, so it’s a one-time deal.

If one is sold and others start to imitate it crazily, then oneself will be taken advantage of, spending money to make wedding clothes for others, and may be scolded as a bad person in the future.

So, either eighteen units are sold at a time, or one is not sold at all.

Chun Niang listens to her daughters and asks them to wait until her husband comes back.

If everyone is unwilling to buy it because it is too expensive, the worst possible thing to do is to invite a few weavers to come back and specialize in weaving cotton cloth.

There is a lot of cotton saved at home. If it is spun into cotton thread and woven into cotton cloth, it will also be a big income.

Not long after, the news that the Jiang family bought a new loom quickly spread in the village.

Many people came to watch, and they were shocked to see Chun Niang weaving quickly.

Especially the thread shuttle that can run around automatically is surprising and puzzling.

When I asked about the price, I found that this loom cost more than one hundred taels, which was simply astonishing.

However, when everyone knew that this thing was purchased from Wuyue, thousands of miles away, it seemed to be reasonable.

Many people were so itchy that they secretly asked where they could buy the same loom, but to no avail.

Soon after the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Sanlang and others came back from their work and found that their house was filled with hundreds of pieces of pure white cotton cloth.

There are two looms in the side room and the main room respectively, for a total of six, each with a weaver weaving.

There are several other people spinning under the eaves, including wives from the village and some from other villages.

"What's going on?" Jiang Sanlang asked his wife.

Chun Niang said with a smile: "I invited a few weavers to help our family spin yarn and weave cloth. The cotton at home is almost finished. Look at how good these cotton cloths are. I will make some clothes for you later."

"That's not what I'm asking." Jiang Sanlang pointed to the loom at home and asked, "Where do these come from?"

"Just ask someone to hit you."

Chun Niang glared at her husband angrily and went to the kitchen to boil water for him to wash himself. "Zhou Mao brought two looms to our family. My daughter wanted to get her money back, so she asked someone to make 20 parts and assembled them herself."

Jiang Sanlang followed his wife into the kitchen: "Twenty sets? Where are the rest?"

He thinks he only has six units at home, has the rest been sold?

Chun Niang poured water into the pot: "I'm leaving the rest. Bao'er said I'll sell them when you come back."

Jiang Sanlang sat behind the stove and helped light the stove. From time to time, he poked his head in and asked, "How much did Zhou Mao give us?"

"Two sets of two hundred and thirty taels." Chun Niang put the lid on the pot and said, "So my daughter wants to earn this money back."

Jiang Sanlang nodded and added grass to the stove, "Bao'er is right. I'll ask whoever wants it later. Just fifty taels for one."

Chun Niang chuckled and said, "Your father and daughter really want to go together. You don't need to ask, I have already registered."

"There are ten households in our village who want to buy it, three households in the West Village, and people from other villages have come to make reservations. I have already calculated it. A total of twenty-eight households want to buy this kind of loom, and they have already given deposits."

"Twenty-eight households?" Jiang Sanlang was simply shocked: "Then, how much can we earn?"

Chun Niang smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

We customize machine components in several places. If assembled, the cost of a loom is only about ten taels of silver.

Assuming that the price set by my daughter is 50 taels per unit, then I can earn more than 1,100 taels at a time.

More than a thousand taels, an amount she could never imagine in her life.

With so much money, even if I can't make any more money in the future, I will still be a wealthy family.

But this matter still needs to be decided by the husband. Men have their own considerations, and you and your daughter don’t dare to make this decision carelessly.

"Since twenty-eight households have ordered looms, they will definitely not be enough. What are you going to do..."

Before Jiang Sanlang finished speaking, Chun Niang said: "Bao'er and I have ordered thirty more parts, and we will pick them up in a few days."

The parts of the loom that were ordered this time were all deposited by others, so Chun Niang didn't worry at all that no one would want the things when they came back.

After earning this money, the family will build a textile hall in the village and hire several weavers to specialize in weaving cotton.

Anyway, the entire township has begun to grow cotton, and there will only be more and more cotton in the future.

When the cotton could not be sold at a high price, she would spin it into cloth and sell it.