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Chapter 42 The constrained Wen Tiren

Li Zhi smiled, did not answer Xiao Guangwei, and waved to the two servants standing guard in front of his yard more than ten meters away. The two servants knew what Li Zhi meant, and they also came over and surrounded Xiao Guangwei. Four strong men

The man surrounded Xiao Guangwei, who was so frightened that Xiao Guangwei shrank his neck.

That somewhat handsome face gradually became filled with fear.

Li Zhi said calmly: "Xiao Guangwei, let alone your father knowing a prison official, even if your family knows Mr. Tongzhi, I would dare to beat you until you can't take care of yourself. Do you believe it?"

Hearing Li Zhi's words, Xiao Guangwei's face turned pale. He didn't know if Li Zhi was bragging, but in any case, there were four people surrounding him now. If Li Zhi let these thugs beat him, it would definitely be him, Xiao Guangwei, who did it first.

Suffer.

Moreover, Li Zhi's confident words really made him doubt that his family's relationship could not cover it up, making him half-convinced.

After swallowing his saliva, Xiao Guangwei didn't dare to make any more excuses. He took three steps back and escaped from the circle surrounded by four servants of the Li family. Seeing that the four servants did not catch up, Xiao Guangwei glared at Li Zhi and ran away.

"Li Zhi, don't be arrogant, just wait!"

Li Zhi shouted at Xiao Guangwei who was running away: "If I see you pestering Cui He again, I will beat you!"

Seeing Xiao Guangwei running away, Cui He chuckled. She clapped her hands and cheered, her face flushed with excitement, and she was indescribably happy.

"Li Zhi is so awesome! He drove away the flies!" Cui He patted Li Zhi on the shoulder and said affectionately: "You will be my shield from now on!"

"A shield?"

Li Zhi smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Seeing that Li Zhi didn't answer him, Cui He asked again: "Where are you going when you go out?"

"I'm going to my textile factory to have a look."

Cui He opened his eyes wide and said slowly: "I heard from dad that you built a big weaving workshop and cotton mill and hired hundreds of people! Li Zhi, how did you become so powerful all of a sudden?"

Li Zhi smiled and said softly: "It's not bad."

Cui He said curiously: "I have never seen a large workshop with hundreds of people. Li Zhi, please take me to see it!"

Li Zhi looked at Cui He, nodded and said, "Let's go! I'll take you to see the excitement!"

Li Zhi took Cui He to the east city gate. After leaving the city gate, he walked for a quarter of an hour to the textile factory.

Seeing Li Zhi coming with Cui He, the four servants standing guard at the entrance of the textile factory bowed and saluted with fists in their hands. This feeling of being respected made Cui He excited again.

After entering the factory and seeing the busy scene in each factory, Cui He asked: "Li Zhi, how much cotton can your factory produce in a month?"

"My factory can produce fifteen thousand pieces of cotton cloth every month!"

"How can four hundred people produce so much cloth? I heard from my mother that it takes a weaver three or four days to weave one piece of cloth."

"My loom is unusual, its efficiency is four times that of ordinary looms!"

"so smart?"

After watching the weaving workshop for a while, Li Zhi took Cui He to visit the spinning mill. The scene of busy spinning machines in the spinning mill made Cui He full of curiosity and asked: "Li Zhi, what's wrong with your spinning machine?"

It’s all covered with wooden boards so you can’t see the structure inside?”

"The machine structure inside is my secret, of course no one can see it!"

"Then the speed of your spinning machine is how many times that of an average person."

"The efficiency of my spinning machine is five times that of ordinary spinning machines. It can spin a load of fine cotton yarn in eight days." After a pause, Li Zhi said again: "You know the Lijiajing cotton cloth from Dongjia Cloth Store

Well, that fine cotton cloth is produced by my yarn mill and weaving workshop, and it is very popular."

"Li Jiajing cloth! I've heard of it! It's so powerful, so powerful! Is this the power of technology you mentioned last time?"

Hearing Li Zhi's words, Cui He clapped his hands excitedly and looked at Li Zhi with admiration in his eyes.

"You're right, this is the power of technology!"

While the two were talking, a middle-aged female yarn worker next to Li Zhi looked up at Cui He and muttered: "Where did such a handsome girl come from? She is worthy of our boss!"

Hearing her bold words, the other female yarn workers also looked up at Cui He and said in various directions:

"She is indeed a pretty girl! She is one of the most beautiful girls in my city of Tianjin!"

"The best match for our boss!"

“My boss is really discerning!”

Hearing the workers' explicit comments, Cui He was a little shy and stood there with her head lowered, feeling at a loss. After a long time, she had the courage to raise her head and glance at Li Zhi secretly.

Unexpectedly, she saw Li Zhi blinking at her seriously.

She was clearly looking at him secretly, but he winked at her! What did Li Zhi mean, was he kidding himself?

Cui He couldn't laugh anymore. She bit her lip, her face suddenly turned blood red, and she lowered her head.

After standing there in silence for a while, Cui He lowered his head and walked outside the cotton factory.

Li Zhi hurriedly followed and asked, "Cui He, have you finished reading?"

Cui He walked outside without looking back and only replied: "After reading, I'm going home!"

"I send you?"

Cui Heyi stamped his feet and said angrily: "No! I will go back with the maid myself!"

Seeing that Cui He was anxious to go home, Li Zhi smiled and stopped chasing him. Instead, he asked two servants to follow him to escort Cui He.

Dong Zhiyi sold Li Zhi's Lijiajing cloth to the capital, Shandong, Henan, and even Jiangnan, and received favorable reviews everywhere.

In the west of the capital, in the main hall of the home of Wen Tiren, the first minister of the Ming Dynasty, there were several pieces of Li family fine cloth on the table. Wen Tiren and his wife Qin stood in front of the table and looked at the pieces of cloth carefully.

"Madam, you see, the warp and weft of this cloth are extremely fine. They are all of normal thickness, not thick or large. Wen Da told me that this Li family's fine cloth only costs one or two pieces per piece. It is the same as ordinary cotton cloth, but it is so fine.

A lot! This cloth is extremely popular! These pieces of fine cloth were snapped up by Wenda! Clothes made from such cloth are very decent compared to coarse cloth. This cloth is also wide, so there is no need to sew a seam when making clothes.

.It is much better to use this kind of cloth to make summer clothes for the servants than to use coarse cloth."

Mrs. Qin sighed and said: "You don't want the Prime Minister's face, but I want the face of Madam Gaoming! The dozen or so servants in our house have been with us for more than ten years, and some have been with you for four or five years."

Years have passed, and you have just found a few bolts of fine cotton to send them away, why can't you buy a few bolts of silk satin to make clothes for them?"

Wen Tiren smiled awkwardly and said kindly: "Madam, my monthly salary is only more than ten taels, but there are eight people in the family. How can I have money to make silk clothes for my servants?"

Mrs. Qin was very dissatisfied when she heard this, and said: "I heard people say that there are seven rank officials in front of the prime minister's door. Why are my maids and servants so miserable? Others can just be a servant, or a small one, but all the servants in my family are...

You are a prime minister who wears bright clothes and angry horses, but you make your servants wear cotton clothes and make other people's families laugh when they go out. When I meet those wealthy women, others look down on me when they see my embarrassment and the shabby appearance of my maids.

.”

When Wen Tiren heard his wife's complaint, he could only say slowly: "Madam, I feel wronged!"


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