"Miss Chen, what are you doing?! Put your clothes on quickly! Who do you think I, Li Yuanjing, am?"

After all, Chen Chuxue comes from a wealthy family. She has obviously had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child. Her figure is even better than Li Yuanjing imagined...

Especially her skin...

Although it is not as white as Xun Keqing, nor does it have the graceful texture of Yu Niang, it is still the best and very smooth...

But Li Yuanjing reacted quickly and scolded him coldly.

"Master, don't you look down on slaves?"

However, as soon as Li Yuanjing finished speaking, Chen Chuxue felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Most of his energy and spirit seemed to have been cut off by a knife, and he looked at Li Yuanjing dully.

"this……"

Li Yuanjing was speechless for a moment. Who would have thought that this little girl could be so sensitive...

but.

Li Yuanjing actually understands Chen Chuxue very well.

After all, at this point, all Chen Chuxue can have is probably her body...

Perhaps in the past, her body had always made her proud, but until now, it had already become "too difficult to change the sea"...

hurriedly explained:

"Miss Chen, you misunderstood. It's not that you are bad, I am not moved. In fact, you should also feel it. When I first saw you, I felt a little..."

"but."

"Miss Chen, this is the world. You don't have to possess it if you like it. It's enough for me to have Yu Niang!"

"As for what you said about wanting to be a member, I can agree! But, I have to add another prerequisite!"

"Ai?"

Chen Chuxue was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have found hope again, and said hurriedly:

"Master, just say that as long as the slave can do it, he will do his best!"

Li Yuandong nodded:

"I can give you a share, and in the future, I can also let you have a say in the entire textile workshop. You will not be short of all kinds of dividends and wages!"

"but!"

"You have to serve me for ten years! Serve me for ten years with all your heart, can you do it?"

"One percent member?"

"Ten years of service?"

Chen Chuxue suddenly looked at Li Yuanjing with a clever look:

"Boss, you, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"What did I lie to you about?"

Li Yuanjing said coldly:

"A man, once you say something, it's hard to chase it back. I can write you a letter now!"

Because Chen Chuxue had a ledger here, as well as paper and pen, Li Yuanjing immediately wrote down a contract and took the lead in signing it.

"My boss..."

After Chen Chuxue read the contract carefully, she couldn't help but shed tears of excitement, and kowtowed to Li Yuanjing:

"In the past ten years, I have been sold to my master. If I have any second thoughts, I can let thousands of arrows pierce my heart and die!!!"

…

The next morning.

Although Li Yuanjing got up early in the morning, his eyes were obviously bloodshot...

last night……

Although he pretended to be righteous in front of Chen Chuxue, after returning to his room...

That kind of bitterness can only be endured by Li Yuanjing himself...

Fortunately, Chen Chuxue, Zhang Kun and the others got up soon. After a brief breakfast, the group was led by Chen Chuxue to check out the market situation of the textile industry in Fengcheng County.

Including looking at the stores, workshop locations, etc.

Even if this cannot be too detailed, it can still be used to infer their actual situation through these external performances.

After shopping around for a whole morning, Li Yuanjing had an idea.

It’s pretty much what Chen Chuxue said.

The profit of these ordinary workshops is only about 20% at most, which is the result of continuous squeeze, because their looms and process technology are too backward.

It is better said in the textbooks of later generations:

Productivity determines production relations.

After lunch, everyone was asked to go back to their rooms to take a rest. Li Yuanjing was waiting to do some shopping, and then find some reason to say goodbye to Zhao Bingchun and return to Quanzi Village.

Zhang Kun's respectful report suddenly came from outside the room:

"My boss, there is a well-dressed scholar outside. He said his name is Liu Haoran. He is your classmate at the county school. He has something important to see you..."

"Um?"

Li Yuanjing suddenly became alert and began to think carefully.

After a full minute, Li Yuanjing remembered who this Liu Haoran was!

He is the son of Liu Yun, a powerful man in Fengcheng County and a big grain merchant.

To a large extent.

The Liu Yun family is much stronger than Xue Dashanren and his Xue family.

Because Liu Yun's brother Liu Mao was an official in Qizhou.

Although he is not a civil servant but a military attache, and he has not reached the level of a general, he is just a general, but his strength cannot be underestimated.

Because this Liu Mao is the commander of thousands of soldiers, he is not an ordinary beggar garrison or city defense soldier.

This time.

No matter who he is, if he doesn't look at the monk's face and looks at the Buddha's face, he must give some face to the Liu family.

But Li Yuanjing didn't understand it for a while...

How could Liu Haoran, who usually had his eyes set above his head and disdained being associated with a poor person like him, come here even though he wanted to see him?

Notice.

In the past, for a poor guy like Li Yuanjing, Liu Haoran and Liu Haoran didn't even bother to pay Li Yuanjing a look, even if they were licking him.

However, Li Yuanjing quickly figured out something, refreshed and said:

"Let him come over."

"yes."

…

soon.

Liu Haoran, who was dressed in a fur coat and looked as fair and delicate as a 'little fresh meat' in later generations, came quickly.

As soon as he saw Li Yuanjing, he was the first to show a smile, and he cupped his hands to Li Yuanjing repeatedly and said:

"Brother Yuan Jing, brother Yuan Jing, you are so easy for me to find you. Fortunately, we brothers are destined to be together, so I found you anyway. Haha."

Seeing Liu Haoran's attitude, Li Yuanjing knew something in his heart.

His previous judgment seemed to be correct. Liu Haoran probably came to him for the sake of the Murong family.

"Brother Liu, you are so polite. This place is simple and crude, so you are neglecting Brother Liu. Brother Liu, please."

Since Liu Haoran was so enthusiastic, Li Yuanjing naturally wouldn't let anyone find fault with him and invited Liu Haoran into the room with a busy smile.

The two guests and host sat down and after Li Yuanjing ordered tea, Liu Haoran took the initiative to lead the conversation and started talking to Li Yuanjing all over the place.

Why doesn't Brother Yuanjing come to school during this time? How is brother Yuanjing doing with his homework recently?

Wait all kinds of bullshit.

Li Yuanjing answered each other fluently, and the atmosphere between the two of them was obviously much closer.

After taking another sip of tea, Liu Haoran rolled his eyes slightly, cupped his hands and said with a smile when he saw that the heat seemed to be almost done.

"Brother Li, I heard that you had some troubles with Xue Dashan from Tieniu Town recently? My parents found my father today."

Li Yuanjing looked calm on the surface, but he was clever in his heart.

turn out to be.
To be continued...