Huo Xi and Yang Fu looked at each other, their eyes full of joy, and hurriedly put their backpacks on their backs and followed.
Huo Zhong handed the two jars of butter to his men and led them to a cart. A piece of linoleum covered the things tightly, and he didn't know what they were.
Huo Zhong stood still in front of the cart and looked back at the two of them. He didn't know why he brought two little kids here. Even if he gave them the business, would they have the money to take it?
I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh, feeling that I might be dizzy again.
But he already spoke, and people followed him, so it was hard to say anything else.
Immediately, he opened a corner of the felt to reveal the contents of the cart.
Huo Xi's eyes lit up and he knew it was Bu.
It was the same as what she saw in Zhao Qian's weaving room. The inside was made of cloth and the outside was wrapped in paper to avoid getting stained by dust. Just by looking at the fine white paper wrapping the cloth, she knew it was good cloth.
Huo Xi's heart suddenly jumped.
Can she do such an expensive business?
Huo Zhong looked at the two children and couldn't help but wonder when he saw their calm faces.
The older one probably really doesn't know what's going on inside, and he who doesn't know is fearless. The younger one pursed his lips and didn't show any trace. But Huo Zhong has been dealing with people all year round, how could he not see this kid's heart?
Perhaps because of their young age, some Xingzang have not yet been able to truly remain unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai.
I couldn't help but feel a burst of approval in my heart.
He patted the cloth on the cart and said: "These are all satin and silk. They are all dyed. They were taken out from the silk and satin shop and prepared to be transported to Songjiang Wharf, where they were traded and allowed to be taken out to sea by merchants. It's a pity.
, it rained heavily some time ago, and it got wet, and moldy spots appeared.”
Huo Zhong stroked the cloth on the car with a look of pity on his face.
They sold raw silk, weaved cloth, and dyed it all over Jinling City, Pingjiang Prefecture, and Hangzhou Prefecture. It was the kind of goods that maritime merchants liked. They shipped a full boat to the seaport of Songjiang, and they were about to transfer to a big ship to go out to sea.
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But who would have thought that it would be ruined by a rain. Even if they were carefully protected, many of these cloths would be stained with mildew.
The maritime merchants didn't want it, so they had to transport it back to the capital, planning to sell it at a discount, or cut it to see if it could be made into embroidery and sell it, so that they could recoup some of the cost.
Huo Xi's heart skipped a beat and she touched the purse in her arms. There were only one hundred taels of silver notes and a few gold and silver beans in it, but in front of her was a whole cart of silk.
"What's the price of this silk?"
Huo Zhong was stunned when he saw that he actually asked the price. Does this guy really don't understand or does he have courage?
Then he teased her: "What do you think we get for raw silk for one stone?"
raw silk?
I don’t know. But Huo Xi also made a lot of clothes every season and every month in Zhang’s mansion, so she roughly knew the price of a piece of silk.
I did a rough calculation in my mind: "I guess, you can make silk with less than two hundred taels of silver per stone?"
Huo Zhong's eyes widened: "You guys can do it. How does a fisherman boy know the price of raw silk?"
Huo Xi knew that she had guessed correctly.
Then he told him about his recent trip to the village to collect all kinds of linen.
Huo Zhong thought she asked Orito about it.
He didn't hide anything from her and nodded: "The raw silk is indeed less than two hundred taels and one stone. But we collect it and send it to the weavers for weavers to weave into various kinds of cloth. Then they have to send it to the dye house for dyeing, and then transport it to Songjiang and Maritime merchants.
When trading, the price of one horse cannot be lowered. When shipped to Persia, Java, Manraka, Semu and other places, the price will be doubled."
If all this batch of cloth was sold out, their shop could make a lot of money. It's a pity that several carts of cloth were lost. Those maritime merchants are very picky and will not accept any goods with even the slightest flaw.
"Then what price do you plan to sell these cloths for?"
Huo Zhong glanced at her: "Although this has flaws, it is still silk. Are you sure you want to see it?"
Huo Xi nodded: "If I can afford it."
Huo Zhong laughed: "How much can you afford? This is not kudzu for one cent and five cents."
"Can I see the cloth?" Huo Xi didn't say his base price.
Huo Zhong raised his eyebrows: "Of course." After saying that, he untied a piece of cloth, grabbed the end of the cloth, and shook it several times. The cloth rolled a few times, revealing several feet of cloth.
As soon as the silk cloth was opened, Huo Xi suddenly remembered an advertisement slogan in his mind: "Enjoy silky smoothness now."
Under the sun, these silk fabrics sparkled and were extremely smooth to the touch. Silk material was still very comfortable. The kudzu on her body was completely incomparable.
But, it's a pity that there are dots of mildew spots on it, and some of them are quite large.
Huo Xi immediately thought of many plans on how to deal with mold stains. But she didn't know if they would work without giving them a try.
Then he and Huo Zhong opened up a whole piece of silk to see how many pieces were intact. If they couldn't remove it, cut them out and go to the countryside to find someone to embroider them into clothes to sell. I don't know how much they could cut. It would make a profit.
Seeing Huo Xi frowning at the mildew spots on the cloth.
Huo Zhong thought for a while and said, "If you want it, I'll give it to you one or three times."
Yang Fu's eyes widened and he swallowed. Three taels for one horse! The kudzu he had on him could have been bought for twenty horses.
Huo Xi shook his head: "Your price is too harsh."
Huo Zhong said: "Since you know the price of raw silk, you know that the cost of weaving this piece of mine is quite high."
"That's right. You also have to add labor and various costs of running a business, weaving and dyeing. Otherwise, how can you say that silk is more expensive than gold. But if I buy it back, even if I find Qiao Niang, I can use the weaving sample to make it
To cover the mildew spots, it would cost me a lot just to hire an embroiderer, and this method may not work. When the cloth is cut, not even 30% of it is intact."
Huo Zhong was surprised when he saw that this boy was discussing business with him in a serious manner. He not only knew the price of raw silk, but also knew about the weaving, the weaver's wages, the steward's wages, and the operating costs.
Did this kid come from a merchant's family? He couldn't help but look her back and forth.
He turned back and looked at the carts of cloth. Several carts had already been transported back to the shop. It was estimated that the embroidery ladies at the embroidery shop would have a headache handling those carts of cloth, which would in vain delay their serious business.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Boy, since you want it and I want to sell it, you can tell me the price you can accept. If it is suitable, I will give priority to selling your two jars of butter to you.
But you must first have money. If you are doing business, I will not give you credit."
Two boys, braving the scorching sun, fighting porters for work at the dock, can they get enough money to buy silk?
Don't entertain him here.
Huo Xi knew that he was in the business world and could read people's glances to figure out people's hearts. She was young and could not hide many things, fearing that going too far would be too much. So she openly revealed her true identity to him.
He took out the purse from his arms, asked Yang Fu to pocket the hem of his clothes, and poured the contents of the purse onto it.
"That's all I have."
Huo Zhong saw that there was a banknote, a few gold beans, and a few silver beans in the hem of his clothes.
I haven't opened the banknote yet, so I don't know how much it is.
I was very surprised that these two poor fisherman boys who came to the dock to fight for work and earn a few copper coins a day could actually get the banknotes!