Forcing me to keep vigil for your childhood sweetheart? Then I'll leave you.

Not long after, Lin Yi bought a house in Niujia Village outside the city.

Then he bought a spinning wheel and a loom.

At this point, the preliminary work is completed.

Xiaomei watched Lin Yi busy fiddling with the textile machine and couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you planning to make money from this?"

Lin Yi stopped and said with a smile: "Do you not believe in your young master's ability?"

Xiaomei frowned and said, "But the silk business in the city has long been divided up."

"I heard that Mr. Hong also wanted to do silk business before, but he lost a lot of money in the end."

Lin Yi waved his hand: "Did I say I want to do this?"

Xiaomei curled her lips and said, "Are you trying to sell linen? But no one buys linen!"

In Dayong, people weave their own linen and rarely buy it.

"You know a lot." Lin Yi smiled and said mysteriously, "I want to weave wool into cloth!"

Liangzhou is close to the northwestern nomadic area. Influenced by that area, many people raise sheep, but few use wool.

Basically everyone uses the mutton and the wool is discarded.

"Woolen cloth?" Xiaomei muttered softly, "Master, can this be sold?"

Lin Yi said confidently: "It will definitely sell!"

After a simple transformation of the textile machine.

Lin Yi bought a pig, slaughtered it, and asked the village chief to call the villagers.

Looking at the people in Niujia Village, Lin Yi said enthusiastically: "Dear uncles and elders, my name is Lin Yi, and I am a small businessman from outside."

"I invited you all here today, firstly, to make friends with you, and secondly, to treat you all to meat!"

There were constant wars in Liangzhou, and there were few able-bodied laborers. In addition, due to the weather in the northwest, agricultural development had always been poor, and the lives of the lower-class people were very difficult.

Things like meat are only tasted a bite or two during the Chinese New Year.

When they saw the pork, everyone started drooling.

Lin Yi continued: "But, this meat can't be taken for free."

"Five pounds of wool for one pound of meat."

A dark-skinned village woman asked loudly, "Master Lin, please don't lie to us."

Wool is the least valuable thing.

Now I can eat meat instead?

Lin Yi said solemnly: "I, Lin, always keep my word!"

"Five pounds of wool, clean and dry wool without any dirt."

"Great!" Everyone was excited when they saw this.

What a bargain!

At this time, Xiaomei came forward with a heavy expression and said, "Master, wool is something no one wants. How can we let them exchange it for meat?"

The head of Niujia Village also advised: "That's right, young man."

"If you need wool, just tell me. It's lost anyway, so why waste money on meat?"

Lin Yi laughed: "Just rest assured."

The village chief and Xiaomei were skeptical about Lin Yi's words, but seeing that he looked so confident, they didn't want to persuade him anymore.

In the evening, villagers began to come in one after another, bringing wool to exchange for meat.

As long as the wool was clean and dry without any dirt, Lin Yi would weigh it and give them pork immediately.

Seeing that Lin Yi was so trustworthy, the people of Niujia Village gained confidence and began to collect wool frantically.

Over the next few days, Lin Yi collected more than 1,500 kilograms of wool.

He had high requirements for quality, and together with Xiaomei, he picked out the wool of lower quality, and then conducted a second screening.

After screening, it needs to be washed and dried.

For a while, the two were busy.

The dark-skinned woman who had asked Lin Yi if he was deceiving us walked in with a dozen other women.

Xiaomei looked up and asked in surprise, "Third Aunt, what are you doing?"

Aunt Niu San said with a smile, "We heard you two were washing wool, so we came over to help!"

They felt that they had gotten a great bargain by exchanging pork for pork.

Wool is worthless in Liangzhou, but pork is a good thing.

They were simple-minded and didn't want Lin Yi to lose too much.

So I came to help and work for free.

Xiaomei's face turned red after hearing what her third aunt said, and she became a little clumsy in washing the wool.

Lin Yi smiled generously: "Lin would like to thank you all!"

Aunt Niu looked at Lin Yi, whose hands were wet, and said, "Little brother, this is not your job, get out of the way!"

Lin Yi didn't act pretentiously. He stood up and sat down to chat with the village chief.

The village chief sighed and said, "You're losing a lot of money on this business, aren't you? How about I ask everyone to return half of your meat?"

In the hearts of the village chief and villagers.

No matter how rich a person is, he can't afford such a hassle!

Lin Yi smiled calmly: "It's okay! Five pounds of dry wool for one pound of meat, this rule cannot be changed!"

The first rule in business is always integrity!

At this point, Lin Yi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Village Chief, are you so sure that I'm losing money?"

The village chief smiled helplessly: "Niujia Village is just outside Liangzhou City. At my age, I have seen many people from the city come to collect things, but I have never seen anyone asking for wool."

"It would be better if no one does this business." Lin Yi said with a smile.

The village chief sighed and said, "I've dealt with those merchants before. They will never do business at a loss."

"Those things that even smart people wouldn't do, are you going to give them to me?"

Lin Yi laughed again.

But he didn't say anything else.

sometimes.

The cognitive gap is indeed difficult to bridge.

……

After the wool was washed and dried, Lin Yi began to spin and weave.

Because there was not much wool, it was all woven into cloth in less than seven days.

Niu Sangu and others came to help Xiaomei clean the cloths.

To thank them, Lin Yi gave them all the remaining pork.

The cloth was almost dry, and eight or nine days had passed, but Lin Yi still had no intention of selling it.

Xiaomei couldn't help but ask, "Master, we bought a pig, but we haven't had a single bite of meat yet. This isn't a solution."

Lin Yi smiled and said, "You want to eat meat? Then I'll make you some mutton some other day."

Xiaomei shook her head and said worriedly, "Master, although Master Hong gave us a lot of money, if we spend it like this, sooner or later we will run out of money."

Lin Yi smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry. See these cloths? If we sell them, we'll have plenty of money!"

Xiaomei was so anxious that she was running around in circles: "But until now, I haven't seen you go out to sell cloth."

Lin Yi looked at the still scorching sun in the sky and said, "Wait a little longer until the weather cools down."

It is just the beginning of autumn now.

It is the hottest time of the year.

Woolen cloth cannot be sold in hot weather.

The villagers were also waiting to see Lin Yi selling cloth, wanting to know whether he was bragging or not.

But after ten days, Lin Yi still did nothing, and the villagers gradually lost interest and regarded this as a joke.

Even the village chief looked at him with a hint of disappointment: How could there be such a lazy businessman in the world?

How can a person who weaves and washes cloth for more than ten days but doesn't sell it become a businessman?

Until one morning, Xiaomei was preparing breakfast as usual, but saw Lin Yi changed into the coarse linen clothes that everyone usually wore.

"Master, why are you wearing this?"

Lin Yi touched his nose and said, "That's because I'm going to sell woolen cloth."

"Really?" A hint of relief flashed in Xiaomei's eyes.

But when he thought about Lin Yi's performance during this period, most of his relief disappeared immediately.

"Then please be careful on the road, young master."

She no longer expected Lin Yi to sell much cloth, she just wanted him to avoid losing too much.

……

From Niujia Village to Liangzhou, you can feel the cold chill all the way.

Without global warming, the weather would be extremely cold when it gets cold.

After Lin Yi entered the city, he first went to the busiest West District Market.

I found a vacant space to set up my stall and put up a wooden sign.

Written on it in charcoal pencil was this: "Fine pure wool cloth, the finest cloth to keep out the cold and keep you warm, one ounce of silver for one zhang!"

There were not many people in the market at this time, and many of his colleagues who were setting up stalls noticed Lin Yi's stall.

"No, brother, this is not the way to do business."

"People sell cloth by the meter, but yours is sold by the yard, so why is it still an exorbitant price of one ounce of silver?"

"No one would be willing to buy it at such a price."

Lin Yi smiled and said unconcernedly: "My cloth is good."

The vendors around were dismissive: "Our stuff is good too. We are just bragging about our products."

As they spoke, they burst into laughter.

No one was optimistic about Lin Yi's cloth.

The stall owner who had advised earlier pointed again, "Look at that mulberry and linen cloth over there. It's only fifteen cents a foot."

“Even the silk shops in the market only sell about 180 pieces of silk.”

"Let me calculate. Your price is more expensive than silk. How do you sell it?"

Lin Yi just smiled and said nothing.

As the time goes.

The market gradually became lively, and the stall owners were busy all the time.

There were noisy sounds everywhere and all kinds of buying and selling could be heard.

Only Lin Yi's stall was deserted.

Take advantage of the break to drink water.

The vendor who was trying to persuade him shouted again, "I think you'd better lower the price a bit, otherwise no one will come to buy this worthless wool cloth."

Lin Yi thanked him repeatedly, but had no intention of adjusting the price.

The stall owner couldn't help but get angry.

I thought to myself: "It's really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, he doesn't know how kind people are."

"I'll watch today and see how many feet of cloth you can sell here!"