In the new morning, the Mage Tower carriage carrying Annan and Michael drove into the Sea of Trees Manor and stopped in front of the steps.
The old housekeeper directed the servants to carry the Susan spinning machine covered with oilcloth into the hall.
Annan stepped out of the carriage, holding a rose in his hand hidden behind his back. He didn't want to surprise the wine lady, but he was shy about giving flowers.
"I'll stay here."
Michael leaned against the carriage. He didn't want to disturb the wine lady's "eating".
Annan came to the living room and waited for a moment. The still beautiful wine lady appeared on the stairs and walked down the steps with her skirt in hand.
Annan held the rose stem with the thorns peeled off, raised his head and followed the lady to the front.
"Our warlock boy can also please women." The wine lady chuckled and took the rose with petals stained with dewdrops.
The maid skillfully brought the vase and asked the wine lady to put the roses into the vase.
"Do you want to talk about fun things first or business matters first?"
"...Let's talk about business first."
Michael is still out there causing trouble.
Annan opened the oilcloth, and a simple and strangely beautiful machine that was different from the traditional spinning wheel appeared in front of Margaery and the old housekeeper.
Annan turned the spinning wheel, and ten spindles rotating at the same time began to spin cotton yarn at ten times the speed.
The condensed cotton yarn threads look like a whirlpool, making it difficult to look away.
"The Susan spinning machine can be completed independently by female workers, but its efficiency is ten times that of the original spinning wheel and five times that of the best spinning wheel at present."
The wine lady glanced at the old butler. The old butler walked to the stopped spinning wheel, inspected the cotton yarn produced by Susan's spinning machine, and twisted it with his fingers.
“The quality is a bit poor.”
"It can still be improved in the future. We always have to leave room for improvement for the second generation Susan spinning machine."
There is almost no imitation cost for the Susan spinning machine, and Annan needs to maintain the generation gap.
"How much are you going to sell this machine for?" the old housekeeper asked.
"A spinning mill owner thought 30 gold pieces was appropriate."
"Almost, no matter how many spinning mills there are, we won't be able to afford the money to buy them." The old housekeeper couldn't help but admire: "Mr. Annan, your fantastic ideas are amazing."
Next, the discussion of profit distribution was inevitable. Margaery didn't say anything, and the old housekeeper asked: "How about a 30% ratio?"
"Isn't this too little?"
Annan felt bad: "You are in charge of sales and that's why you get so much. The wine lady helped me a lot...it should be half and half."
The old housekeeper fell silent.
"Then just follow what you said." Margery said, "The real interests are not in the spinning machine."
Annan responded with confusion.
"Sweetheart, this machine will change a lot...the price of cotton will increase, and the price of cotton yarn, cotton thread and cotton fabrics will decrease."
As a raw material, the price of cotton will increase several times after the launch of the Susan spinning machine, and the profit earned from early acquisition is definitely not comparable to that of selling dozens of spinning machines.
Annan was somewhat moved, but he had no money.
But the Wine Lady advanced the profits of 50 Susan spinning machines.
The small wooden box containing 750 gold nuggets was moved into the carriage, and Annan could finally pay off his current debt.
The surplus bought a batch of cotton and waited for the price to rise.
After reaching a cooperation, what they talked about was no longer cold business. The wine lady sat on the sofa and crossed her fair and delicate legs:
"Mind telling me who Susan is?"
"Aunt Susan, she helped me in my most difficult time."
Margaery's beautiful pale yellow eyes fell on Annan: "Does this count as helping you?"
"Of course. Maybe there will be a machine in the future that can also be called a Winchet machine."
"The Winchet family is not comparable to machines!"
The old housekeeper corrected Annan solemnly, but the wine lady stopped him: "Annan means no harm."
"Awakened Warlocks have different abilities. I'm curious what your abilities are?"
"It seems to favor summoning."
"Summoning... It is said that awakening warlocks are related to the soul. Maybe you are a person who longs for friends?" Ms. Wine chuckled and said: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Lindy? She is a very smart child, but she is not good at getting along with others.
Communicate.”
Talking about familiar people is an excellent way to open up a topic, but the wine lady sounded like an elder.
They talked some more, and it was obvious that the wine lady was avoiding topics that Annan was not good at.
Not long after, Annan took the initiative to say goodbye to Ms. Wine and left Shuhai Manor.
"I thought he wanted to please you just like other suitors."
The old housekeeper looked at the distant carriage strangely.
In the past, suitors who wanted to join the Winchet family would wait until the old butler started chasing people away.
"Maybe, but now he wants to please the goddess of wealth more."
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Annan tells Michael about Susan's spinning machine, which will increase the price of cotton. No magician would think that he has enough money to spend - and happily joins this harvest of hoarding cotton.
"The goblin factories are going to go crazy over this," Annan said. But it's not that bad. If the goblins weren't stupid, they would quickly make knockoffs and sell them at low prices.
In the final analysis, the Susan spinning machine has no technical content. You can understand the principle at a glance. If you can build a spinning wheel, you can build a Susan spinning machine.
As for the series of problems caused by the Susan spinning machine, such as workers' unemployment, rising cotton prices, and falling cotton yarn prices... these are the pains that have to be faced to improve productivity.
Some people may suffer losses as a result, but more people will benefit from it.
The hurricanes that ravage the West Coast kill many people every year, but bring abundant water vapor and fisheries to feed many more.
Familiar street scenes appeared outside the window, and Michael asked: "Are you going to spend all your money on cotton?"
"I want to allocate first."
The carriage stopped in front of the spinning mill, Martin and the others came out after hearing the news, and Soruman Bronzebeard helped carry the wooden box to the warehouse.
Annan still attracted the attention of the female workers, but today he found it difficult to respond to their kindness and hurried to the warehouse with his head lowered.
Opening the wooden box, piles of gold coins are pleasing to the eye.
"I'm going to distribute the money."
Annan looked around at his friends seriously: "First of all, Michael and his carriage have helped a lot and should be divided into 100 gold coins."
"I don't want it anymore," Michael said, "but I have to take care of the cotton hoarding."
"What cotton?" Andrew Luna asked, and when he got the answer, he said, "Then I don't want it either."
Annan could only look at Soruman Bronzebeard.
"I don't need it, boy. Dwarves are richer than you think."
"Martin...well..." Annan looked at the diligent and expectant Martin again, "As my brother, although you have done nothing, I still thank you for your hard work. I will give you a gold coin."
"Thank you cousin!" But Martin also has a small request: "Can you let me put your head in? Please..."
"All right."
"Yeah!"
Martin rushed to the wooden box, picked up the gold coins, and washed his face with the gold coins with a splash.
Dorai was very envious and looked at Annan who was looking at him anxiously.
"As the manufacturer of the first spinning machine, you will receive 10 gold coins. At the same time, you will receive 1...10 silver coins for each spinning wheel you assemble in the future."