Before midnight on the second day, the street in front of Linji Buzhuang was already busy.
When Qian Anbang arrived, the place was empty except for people. Not even a textile machine was visible.
The corners of her mouth turned up with a touch of sarcasm, "It's Mao time now, and Lin Jiuniang is really taking her time. She hasn't shown up yet, and even the loom hasn't been delivered yet. She's planning to give up the game.
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"Haha, twenty-five people, twenty-five looms, I'm curious how many she got together."
Manager Qian shook his head expressionlessly, "It's not the end yet. No one knows what will happen. Second Young Master should wait patiently."
Qian Anbang twitched the corners of his mouth and glanced at the other party with disdain.
He knew that this old man had always looked down on him because he was a bastard, including other members of the Qian family.
This time, he must let the rest of the Qian family take a high look at him.
Also, I didn't expect that the people of Anle Town were so rich. He opened a gambling market, and the betting amount reached one hundred thousand taels in just one night.
Thinking of the various honors that would be brought to him after today's end, Qian Anbang's heart suddenly wandered.
This is fame and fortune.
At this time, Lin Jiuniang came riding a horse and yawning.
But behind her, there was nothing.
Qian Anbang was happy and raised his eyebrows, "Lin Jiuniang, are you ready to admit defeat?"
"Admit defeat?"
Lin Jiuniang shook her head, "Second Young Master, there is no word "admit defeat" in my dictionary. You just love to worry."
Qian Anbang choked, who cares about you?
He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "It's almost time, not one of the textile looms, female workers, or raw materials are here. Don't you want to admit defeat? What are you?"
Lin Jiuniang, if you want to give it away, I will accept it."
Lin Jiuniang looked at him as if he were an idiot, "Second Young Master, they say you think too much.
Seeing how confident you are, I'm embarrassed to slap you in the face, really.
But, I'm sorry, I made you happy in vain."
Lin Jiuniang curled her lips, and under the astonished gaze of the other party, she said loudly to her back, "The men of Anle Village are not working yet, when do you want to wait?"
"yes!"
There was a loud voice in the crowd, and then everyone quickly walked into the yard next door. When they came out, they all held some weird-shaped wood in their hands.
As soon as these things came out, Carpenter Zhang and his apprentices quickly assembled them.
The sound of knocking echoed throughout the scene.
Qian Anbang's face turned red, this damn woman.
"Are you disappointed?" Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows and said teasingly, "I told you not to panic and to be calm. If you don't listen, you will be slapped in the face."
"Also, people have been watching my store for a whole day and night, but they haven't found anything. Do you feel like you've suffered a huge loss?"
"Damn it, didn't I tell you that I also rented the yard next to it as a warehouse? Remember to keep an eye on the next door next time, ha!"
Qian Anbang's face twisted, "Don't be proud."
His eyes fell on the pile of materials, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of ridicule, "You don't even have twenty-five looms, how can you complete sixty pieces of cloth?"
"I see no more than ten of these accessories."
"Tsk, tsk, that's a slap in the face," Lin Jiuniang gave him a sympathetic look, "Don't underestimate the lack of accessories, there are eleven looms here."
Qian Anbang's face twisted slightly, then he calmed down, the news was indeed accurate.
My heart was calm at that moment, and I snorted coldly in my heart, Lin Jiuniang, let’s see how you die this time!
Manager Qian, who had always had a sullen expression on his face, returned to his original position when he heard her say that there were only eleven looms.
With eleven looms, even if they weave from morning till night, they cannot weave sixty pieces of cloth.
What's more, the time is only five hours, and the win is certain.
Lin Jiuniang was not angry either, she kept smiling and allowed Qian Anbang to ridicule her.
Tsk tsk, now he is shouting more and more fiercely, and when he gets slapped in the face, that will be great.
As the first textile machine was assembled, Qian Anbang, who was making a lot of noise, became quiet.
He looked at Lin Jiuniang with strange eyes, "Is this your loom?"
"Yeah, what's the problem?" Lin Jiuniang said innocently.
Qian Anbang ignored her, but looked at Manager Qian, "Have you seen her?"
Manager Qian shook his head, "I've never seen it before."
Qian Anbang was calm and snorted, "Don't think you can win if you make a weird thing. Don't be naive. Let me tell you, Lin Jiuniang, you can't beat me."
"Yeah?"
Lin Jiuniang chuckled, "Since you are so confident, why are you so nervous?"
"Who's nervous?"
"Just don't be nervous," Lin Jiuniang smiled meaningfully, and asked Zhang Carpenter and others to move faster. At the same time, she asked Gu Liu to invite Wu Tianci. After all, it was almost time. He was the middleman and witness, so he had to come.
When Wu Tianci was invited, eleven looms had just been assembled.
Under the leadership of Mu Juan, ten female workers have also arrived.
But when they saw this loom that was different from the previous ones, everyone panicked.
"Ms. Lin, we have never used this loom before, it can't be done," Mu Juan said with worry on her face.
Others also agreed and couldn't use it.
The people around were in an uproar, no way, they don’t know how to use this loom, so how can they compete?
Even Wu Tianci couldn't help but frowned. What kind of tricks was Lin Jiuniang playing? His own female workers didn't know how to use this loom, so she dared to make a big bet on it?
Qian Anbang said coolly from the side, "Lin Jiuniang, you should just give up.
How can you weave cloth if you don’t even know how to use a machine? Are you trying to give me something in disguise?
You can just send it directly, there is no need to waste this time, really."
"Send it to you?" Lin Jiuniang sneered, "It's better for people to stop daydreaming.
Who told you that weaving requires skilled female workers to weave good quality cloth?
I will show you today that someone who uses this kind of loom for the first time can weave good cloth quickly."
Qian Anbang looked sarcastic, "Lin Jiuniang, just keep bragging. Why don't you brag to the sky?"
Manager Qian also shook his head with disapproval, "Ms. Lin, don't say such big words, it's impossible!
I have been working in this industry for decades, and anyone who uses a textile machine for the first time cannot weave cloth at all on the first day."
"That is your perception, not my Lin Jiuniang's." Lin Jiuniang's face showed a touch of arrogance, "I, Lin Jiuniang, say you can, I will definitely do it!"
Manager Qian was stunned and looked at Lin Jiuniang blankly. Looking at her confident look, he suddenly felt that what she said might be true.
As soon as this thought came out, the previous uneasiness resurfaced again.
Qian Anbang didn't have this idea, and he ridiculed Lin Jiuniang in all kinds of ways. He even put aside his harsh words and said that if she could weave fifty pieces of cloth with just eleven looms, she would win!
"Master!"
Manager Qian's expression changed and he quickly stopped him.
Qian Anbang glanced at him indifferently, "Why, do you think this thing of hers can weave five pieces of cloth in five hours?"
Although Guanshi Qian thought it was impossible, he still thought it would be better to be cautious.
After all, there is a saying in this town that ‘Lin Jiuniang performs a miracle’. What if Lin Jiuniang performs another miracle?
"Haha, the second young master is so heroic, but no need," Lin Jiuniang chuckled:
"Second Young Master, you just have to wait to be slapped in the face! Don't worry, it won't hurt too much!"