Wu Zheng nodded with satisfaction and continued to drink, but he always felt strange in his heart.

No, these three girls came here at the same time, and probably wouldn't be as simple as giving chicken soup, so they put down the bowl and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Wu Zheng looked at Qian Jinxuan, but Qian Jinxuan smiled but refused to answer.

Looking at Zhou Simin, Zhou Simin dodged her eyes and just kept laughing.

Looking at Wu Xiaomei, Wu Xiaomei did not avoid it and said straight: "Brother, these days, we have recruited 200 weaving households, more than 100 embroidery women, and more than 60 tailors."

"Well... the movement is very fast, continue talking."

"But there are still not enough people."

"Oh... Is the business so good?" Wu Zheng said in surprise, "Did you not do what I said and sell too cheaply?"

Wu Zheng explained at that time that the reason why "fashion" is so popular is mainly because things are rare and the second is the celebrity effect.

Celebrity effect, these three women are born with the quasi-priest, princess, county lord, and the appearance of these three women is the best celebrity effect. To some extent, this sensational effect will be beyond Wu Zheng himself.

Therefore, Wu Zheng told them to make things more expensive, and to sell them with one style, and to sell them at a high price. After selling for three months, they will start to reduce prices step by step until they clear the stock.

Wu Xiaomei pointed at her and stared at Wu Zheng and said, "How can it be sold at a low price? A set of robe and accessories can be sold at a low price. Can it be sold at a low price?"

Wu Zheng was stunned, one hundred taels?

Even if the land price in Hangzhou Prefecture has cooled down with the concept of the new city, an ordinary yard of one acre will have to be 300 taels.

If a set of clothes is sold for 100 taels, it is naturally impossible to sell them at a low price, but to sell them at a high price.

But the problem is that at such a price, there are not enough people, which means that there are too many people buying, so that nearly 400 weavers, embroiderers, tailors, and hard work are not enough.

Wu Zheng was indeed surprised by the wealth of the people. In the past four years, he has known the lives of the lower class. As long as ordinary people in eastern Zhejiang are willing to work, they do not have to worry about not having enough food, but they have not been able to consume such high-priced clothes.

"Little sister, how many clothes have you sold these days?"

Wu Xiaomei said proudly: "More than 280 pieces."

"Puff" Wu Zheng snorted a foot away, which brought Wu Xiaomei's eyes to her.

After taking the sweat towel handed over by Qian Jinxuan, Wu Zheng asked helplessly: "Four hundred people have made more than 280 pieces in a month? On average, less than ten pieces a day. How lazy are you?"

Wu Xiaomei gnawed her teeth and said, "Brother sits and talks without complaining about back pain. Which of weaving, embroidery, and cutting does not take time? The hired workers work for five hours a day, but they don't think it's fast enough?"

Only then did Wu Zheng come here, yes, making clothes in this era is all handmade, while weaving and embroidery itself is slow work.

Wu Zheng frowned and said, "Then you can't just pick cuts. As for weaving and embroidery, just buy them directly from private weavers."

Wu Xiaomei said: "That's not OK. Didn't you say that you should make the workshop famous and signboard. If we make some clothes, it will be the only one in the world."

Wu Zheng was speechless and smiled bitterly: "Then what are you looking for me to do? Just ask for money and find Mr. Mo. If you want personnel, where do I get the personnel?"

Wu Xiaomei shook her head and said, "We have money. Not only will we not ask for it, but we can even help you."

Wu Zheng was shocked. There was no one else in this tone. Didn’t he sell more than 200 pieces of clothes, one hundred taels, only two or three thousand taels, but he said he wanted to help him, hey... what kind of world is this?

Wu Xiaomei said: "We just need manpower. Brother, you have to help us."

Wu Zhengshou spread his eyes and rolled his eyes, "There is only one person, right, just here, take it."

Qian Jinxuan smiled with a smile: "I have someone, but I don't know?"

Wu Zheng was stunned and said, "Where do I have a weaver?"

Qian Jinxuan said: "The weaving house on Yuxian Street, the north of Hulin Academy, has 8,000 regular weaving households and more than 26,000 registered women."

Wu Zheng suddenly realized, "But this is the weaving house of the government. The silk fabric production is produced every year and it bears nearly 40% of the government's taxes. How can it be handed over to you?"

Wu Xiaomei said: "We can give more taxes to the government. Brother, let's add 50% if you want to tell me the number."

Before Wu Zheng could speak, Qian Jinxuan said leisurely: "No. No matter how many, we will double."

Wu Zheng was a little surprised. Is contracting? In this era? Is it feasible?

But Wu Zheng admired the courage of the three girls and asked, "Is this the joint decision of the three of you?"

The three girls responded in unison: "Yes."

Wu Zhengyouyou said: "But the question is, how do you win the trust of me? You must know that this is a tax of more than one million taels per year. If you mess it up, it will inevitably affect the operation of the entire General's Mansion and will have a serious impact on the cause of the Northern Expedition... This is a big deal."

Qian Jinxuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, husband, all three of us have estimated that although this robe is slower to make, the degree of quality can still be improved. As long as there are enough people, it should not be difficult to produce thousands of pieces a month."

Wu Zheng frowned and said, "Jinxuan, it's not me that I'm going to hit you. Scarcity is expensive. The output of less than 300 pieces per month ensures the shortage of clothes. If the output of thousands of pieces per month is very likely to be unable to sell at this price. No matter how good a piece of clothes is, it may only be popular for a year or two, and it will need to be replaced continuously afterwards. Do you have these two considerations?"

Zhou Simin smiled and said, "My husband doesn't know anything. In just these three styles, we have already received more than 10,000 items, and the deposit is 300,000 taels. In other words, if one thousand pieces are produced per month, it will take a whole year. Husband, in one year, we should have the replacement mentioned by the husband, right?"

Wu Zheng was stunned. He knew that this could make money, and he also thought that with the celebrity effect of these three women, he could save an unparalleled wealth. However, he unexpectedly, in just over a month, the transaction would be expanded to the point where the three women "embezzled" their weaving houses.

This made Wu Zheng sigh that the people in Jiangnan are really rich. No wonder the Donglin Party colluded with Jiangnan merchants and reduced the annual income of commercial tax collected by the court to more than 10,000 taels per year.

It’s terrible to listen to it. More than 10,000 pieces, more than one million taels, and they just paid the deposit. This is the annual military pay for the six or seventy thousand troops under Wu Zheng’s current command.

Wu Xiaomei said: "The more than ten patterns I have drawn before, no matter how much I support one or two years, we and the other three should be able to learn to draw some patterns in the past or two years... If not, we can rely on me."

Wu Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Where do I have any pictures?"

Wu Xiaomei stepped forward and pulled Wu Zheng's hand and threw it up, swinging the "swing", "Brother--."

Wu Zheng immediately surrendered, "Okay, I'll ask Mr. Mo and make a decision."
Chapter completed!