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Tang Baozhu looked at him in surprise.

"Am I such a superficial person? The ancient saying is right, farmers are the basis of food, mulberry trees are the source of clothing. Let me show you the source of the silk weaving industry."

As soon as the words fell, the two came to the old house breeding shed.

"In addition to individual silkworm farmers, there are many such greenhouses here, which are set up by seven or eight farmers,"

The door of the greenhouse was open, and several silkworm farmers greeted Tang Baozhu eagerly when they saw her coming.

"Miss Tang Er, come in and have some tea,"

The farmer who was in charge of the greenhouse was called Lao Zhou. He eagerly brought the cold tea. There were two old porcelain cups on the tray, filled with clear cold tea. There was a little tea stain on the porcelain cups.

After all, it's a rural area, and people don't care that much.

Tang Baozhu took a sip, but Ning Jinchuan didn't move. Knowing Ning Jinchuan's obsessive-compulsive personality, Tang Baozhu refused on Ning Jinchuan's behalf.

"Uncle Zhou, don't bother. My client is not used to drinking this."

Old Zhou took a look at Ning Jinchuan. He was handsome, wearing a long silk gown and polished leather shoes. He looked like a young man from a wealthy family, so he didn't force him.

"I heard from Erniu last time that the Tang family wants to cooperate with Mr. Ning and needs a large amount of silk. Now we silkworm farmers are blessed. We are all working hard to raise silkworms. If the business is successful, we silkworm farmers will not have to worry about food and clothing for a year."

Tang Baozhu glanced at Mr. Ning and said with a smile,

"Of course, we are still negotiating. Once the deal is done, everyone will be blessed."

Ning Jinchuan listened to the two people talking calmly. This girl had good intentions. She wanted to treat him as her savior.

Lao Zhou continued,

"Mr. Ning has a good vision. The Tang family is also the benefactor of us silkworm farmers. It is thanks to your Tang family that we silkworm farmers can survive."

"You can't say that. We all complement each other. Without silkworms, how can we make silk?"

"Second Miss Tang, this is so good. It's Zhou Yixin who is unlucky. He has been hanging out with Miss Ning at home these past two days. Hey, this bastard has wronged you. For the sake of business, he is willing to withdraw. Now everyone is praising you, Second Miss Tang."

Ning Jinchuan sneered.

"Miss Tang Er is well-known. Not only did she break off the engagement, she also gained a good reputation for being righteous. That's really good."

Tang Baozhu's hands trembled, and she secretly glanced at Ning Jinchuan, who remained expressionless.

"Haha, let things in the relationship take their course. I guess we are not destined to be together."

"That's right. Our Second Miss Tang is a sensible person. It's Zhou Yixin's loss. This grandson seems to have been beaten up recently. He keeps saying that you had someone beat him up, so you'd better stay away from him. After he hooked up with Miss Ning, he's become very arrogant now."

"Been beaten?"

Old Zhou saw Tang Baozhu's surprised expression.

"You do not know?"

Tang Baozhu frowned and turned around to ask Tang Baojun, wondering if he was so angry that he beat the man up again.

"I just heard that. By the way, can I see the quality of your new cocoons? I'll bring my clients over to take a look."

Lao Zhou nodded and called to the people in the greenhouse.

"Ah Hu, come and show Miss Tang Er and her clients the cocoons we just made."

A dull voice of agreement came from not far away.

Soon a tall man came over with a winnowing basket.

"Miss Tang Er,"

The silk cocoons in the winnowing basket were of good quality. They were large, uniform in size, good in color, and had uniform layers. Tang Baozhu took one and looked at it, then said to the man,

"This batch of silk cocoons is of good quality."

Ah Hu stood straight, his dark face slightly flushed, his deep eyes revealed a sense of calmness, he nodded,

"Yes, the quality of silk cocoons this year is good,"

Tang Baozhu took the cocoon and put it in her palm, then handed it to Ning Jinchuan.

"Mr. Ning, do you know the steps of making silk? The cocoons are boiled in hot water, the sericin softens, the silk fibers float, and then the process of reeling out the silk is completed according to the direction of the silk. One kilogram of silk requires about 600 cocoons, which is one of the reasons why silk weaving is expensive."

The oval-shaped cocoon in Tang Baozhu's palm was round and plump, which was quite interesting.

"I've always heard that weaving silk is not easy, and it's true."

"Of course, the characteristic of silk is that it is stronger than many metal wires, so nature is still magical. Such strong silk comes from moths. Isn't this a gimmick of silk weaving? In fact, you are right. Silk weaving is complicated and expensive. In the past, it was supplied to the royal family and nobles. But with the opening of the Silk Road, it was also supplied to foreign countries. It is still well received abroad. Facts have proved that silk weaving is really desirable."

Ning Jinchuan smiled.

"Miss Tang Er has put a lot of thought into this. She has praised me as the savior and praised me as the source of silk weaving. It seems that she has put in a lot of effort."

Tang Baozhu nodded.

"Of course. I looked up a lot of information before I came here. Before I can convince Mr. Ning, I must first convince myself. In addition to this source, there is also our factory. Silk reeling, silk selection, manufacturing, processing, dyeing and finishing are all indispensable. I will take you to the factory later."

Ning Jinchuan looked at her.

"I understand Miss Tang Er's painstaking efforts, but every industry has its origins and production steps. No industry is simple. Each industry has its own value and hard work."

Tang Baozhu let out a breath of foul air. This Ning Jinchuan was really difficult to deal with.

"Okay, if Mr. Ning is not interested, then let's go to the factory to take a look at the products later. Maybe you will be interested."

"A lot of silkworms have been hatched in the greenhouse recently. If Miss Tang is interested, you can go and take a look."

Ah Hu put away the cocoon winnowing basket and pointed to the large greenhouse rack inside. The rack was covered with mulberry leaves, and the silkworms could be seen dotted with the naked eye.

Tang Baozhu raised silkworms when she was a child. These silkworms were plump and white, and they moved slowly segment by segment. It was quite interesting.

She was about to go over, only to see Ning Jinchuan frowning slightly, pursing his lips lightly, with a complicated expression, as if he was not interested.

Ning Jinchuan actually hates insects. With this realization, Tang Baozhu couldn't help but get excited. It turned out that such a powerful figure in the business world also had something he hated and feared so much.

Tang Baozhu picked up a plump white silkworm and placed it in the palm of her hand. The silkworm hung its head and immediately grasped her palm with its tiny feet. The soft hair on its feet brushed against her palm.

Tang Baozhu ran to Ning Jinchuan,

"Mr. Ning, look, isn't it so cute? A little silkworm transforming into a butterfly is a kind of rebirth after a setback."

The silkworm kept squirming in Tang Baozhu's palm, climbing up in his palm section by section.

Ning Jinchuan suddenly got goose bumps all over his body, and his hair stood on end. His face was stiff, and he pulled the corners of his mouth forcefully.

"Miss Tang's hobby is quite good, but your silk weaving industry is killing the silkworms' chance of rebirth."

After saying this, he didn't respond to Tang Baozhu and turned around and walked out of the greenhouse.

"I'm going to go outside for a walk."

Watching Ning Jinchuan walking away, Tang Baozhu couldn't help laughing. This man is really... hard to describe.