Chen A drank a lot of wine and also talked about some secrets about Guangdong Dusi.

"Mr. Deng learned from the Li family in Hubei. Speaking of the loyal and martyrdom of the Li family, the ancestor Li family produced Li Tingzhi and General Li of the Southern Song Dynasty. He was the first-class hero. Unfortunately, the Southern Song Dynasty court was incompetent and died in Taizhou. Speaking of the Li family in Hubei, the father of your little girl, Li Huamei, is also a member of the Li family."

The white-known crane was surprised.

Chen Ada smiled: "How well does the female top scholar know about martial arts? None of the three or five good players may be close to you. None of them has a good background and can marry her daughter."

Bai Minghe nodded vigorously: "Tell me about Lord Deng's father?" Chen Ada glanced at Bai Minghe, took the wine jar and poured half of the jar, and smiled bitterly: "I'm going to be drunk, and I don't have the courage to say it even if I'm drunk." After that, he fell to the ground, not sure if it was really drunk or fake drunk.

Bai Minghe shook his head helplessly.

It seems that everyone has a story.

The next day, the beggars in the capital distributed silver beans given by the white crane and sang a piece of the song in just half a day. The meaning was to live a blessing to the whole world and give each soldier who participated in the Tumu Fort a reward of three stones of rice, but the British Duke wanted to claim that he could transport grain for free, but in fact, he would not be able to send it to the soldiers.

The songs are composed by Qinghe, not for elegance, but for easy understanding.

Now even Li Bing knew that Bai Minghe was going to cheat people, but Bai Minghe was meeting representatives from Ningbo's business gang. The business gang is a close and loose organization, and each business has its own business. It has connections with each other but does not influence each other. It is only when it is external, it will unite together.

The Wang family in Hangzhou sent the eldest son of the family to Baiminghe's mansion.

"Caomin, Wang Fulin. Have met Lord Bai!" He bowed to the end until Bai Minghe responded before he stood up.

"I heard that Mr. Wang also won the wrong answer." Bai Minghe asked with a smile.

"Yes, but since I was seventeen years old, I failed all three exams. It was because I had not read my own books and had not learned enough. My father could no longer stand the rushing around. Several uncles in the clan protected me as the fourth party of my Wang Family Yuanfu business. The business in Zhili in Jiangbei was already under the control of Caomin."

Wang Fulin not only introduced himself, but also indirectly explained the reason for his failure in the imperial examination.

At the same time, he showed his status in the family, so as not to think that Bai Minghe thought he was too young and thought that Ningbo's business gang despised him.

"A small thing is for you to do something for me. I have agreed to the day when Tanhua Chengkai, but I still need you to help you! I will settle the materials and manpower fees for you in the future." Bai Minghe gave some details in a few simple sentences.

Wang Fulin naturally agreed without saying a word. Cheng Kai was doing everything, and he just helped prepare some things.

"Okay, now I'll talk about the serious business. Last time I asked someone to bring a message, I wanted to ask for another 20,000 yuan of silk. I wonder if the number and the merchants can provide it?" Bai Minghe went straight to the topic, and what he was concerned about was the supply of silk.

"Mr. Bai, please listen to the Caomin's words first."

"Just say it!" Bai Minghexin said, is there any other difficulties? Or is it because his price is low.

Bai Fulin took a deep breath and said, "Sir. 70% of the silk in the entire Ming Dynasty came from Jiangnan. Even silk weaving households in Guangdong, many of them purchased silk from Jiangnan. Years ago, our merchants calculated that the raw silk production of the Ming Dynasty's Institute was about 10,300 dan. Last year, it increased by 11,700 dan. Lord Bai asked for 20,000 dan silk, but we couldn't take it out. But once we took out these 20,000 dan, the people in Jiangnan would not have new clothes to wear until the end of the year."

The number of Baiminghe was like a discomfort. I remember that in later generations, the export of raw silk in Jiangnan alone was tens of thousands of tons. One ton and twenty throttes were about the same. I originally thought that the productivity here in the Ming Dynasty was poor, Baiminghe didn’t think that he could save 20,000 tons of silk a year.

I believe that Wang Fulin would not deceive himself on this number.

"Seven thousand dans are the limit of our Ningbo merchant gang, and it is impossible for the capital to cut off the goods. Even if Lord Bai gathers all the merchants in the Ming Dynasty, he will raise up to 13,000 dans for you."

Bai Minghe didn't believe it. "But, my official is only in Guangdong, so he has more than 10,000 yuan."

"Sir, that's not from Guangdong. It includes the quantity of Fujian, Hunan, Jiangxi and Guangdong. The goods were placed in Guangdong and were prepared to be transported to the capital by sea. After Lord Bai asked for these silks, the goods in the capital could not be cut off, so the merchants collected them from all over the place and gathered them in the capital again."

After hearing Wang Fulin's explanation, Bai Minghe felt a little depressed. Can he do this business again?

If there is no source of goods, what should I do for business?

"The grass-roots people have a plan. Only Lord Bai dares to respond to the world in the Ming Dynasty. Only Lord Bai can do it. Apart from Lord Bai, there is absolutely no other person in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Don't tell me something nice, just say what strategy is it?" Bai Minghe likes to listen to the actual ones.

Wang Fulin immediately took out a map embroidered with silk and placed it in front of Bai Minghe: "Master Bai, here are the maps of Jiangnan provinces here, look here." Looking at the location Wang Fulin pointed, Wang Fulin explained: "Our Wang family has a thousand acres of land here, and we don't grow grain, we only plant mulberry."

Bai Minghe immediately understood that the Wang family is so good that this is the path of high-yield mulberry forests in later generations.

Now the Baiminghe Interview said: "It is a good suggestion to plant mulberry trees like planting grain. When the mulberry trees grow to three feet tall, cut off the top of the tree, let the mulberry trees grow horizontally, and then add enough field fertilizer. If the mulberry trees grow well, the quality of the raw silk will definitely be very good. A good way is definitely a good way."

This time it was Wang Fulin's turn to be stunned.

"Sir, why do you need to cut off the canopy?"

When Bai Minghe heard this, he thought to himself that the Ming Dynasty might have just started planting mulberry trees. After thinking about it, he said, "I also saw it from a book. It may not be complete. You can find someone to verify it."

Bai Minghe didn’t know much. He was all because he was traveling in a small town in the south, where there was a farmhouse in the Sangyuan. He had seen it and heard some explanations.

Sprouts are planted with mulberry, and large-scale agricultural fertilizers are used to promote the birth.

Bai Minghe talked, and Wang Fulin took off his clothes and quickly recorded it on the inside of the long gown.

Bai Minghe laughed a few times when he was happy: "Hahaha, at that time, 100,000 mu of mulberry fields will be produced in 100,000 dan of raw silk a year. If you have the opportunity, you will develop another Guangxi, plus 100,000 mu of mulberry fields. Although the quality is not as good as lake silk, you can still have more than 100,000 dan of raw silk. At that time, just the raw silk, I will earn tens of millions of taels of silver a year in the Ming Dynasty."

"Sir..." Wang Fulin didn't know what to say.

I thought that I would add some mulberry fields. There are almost a few thousand acres, and then the white-famous crane will not be a problem to have 20,000 dan of silk a year.

But who would have thought that Mr. Bai would have 100,000 mu of one's mouth. Don't he know how much tax he would have to pay for 100,000 mu? He would have to say at least 30,000 to 40,000 shi of grain a year, which would increase the grain price of the entire Jiangnan.

"That's all. Go back and contact those big landlords. Just say that their fields will plant silk, but don't want to plant them. Lord Yimutian will give you a stone of rice a year."

The white-famous crane was so excited that he had already directly described the mulberry tree as silk.

But Wang Fulin sounded like this, but he had other feelings. To be honest, he was planting silk.

A mu of mulberry is at least a silkworm, and the best one can reach one and a half pieces. Three acres of land are a tuft of raw silk a year, and the smallest one is a tuft of raw silk. Three thousand acres are a tuft of raw silk. One hundred thousand acres is more than 30,000 acres. If you really dare to have hundreds of thousands of acres, this number is quite terrible.

Even if the price of raw silk is reduced, it will be more cost-effective than grain.

The white-known crane had 100,000 mu of tens of thousands of tons of silk, which was correct in his mind. The density of mulberry forests in later generations and the yield of mulberry leaves was much higher than that at this time of the Ming Dynasty. So Wang Fulin's calculation was not wrong, and he did not point out the mistakes of the white-known crane, because the general direction of the white-known crane was not wrong, and the details were not important.

Thinking of this, Wang Fulin knew that he could make the conditions.

"Mr. Bai, Caomin wants to ask Mr. Bai to pay 30% of the grain tuition for our Jiangnan in the second half of the year. We are willing to exchange it for Jiangnan's specialties. Although there are not enough silk, there are still tens of thousands of quilts and hundreds of thousands of embroidery items in our warehouse. The porcelain in Jiangnan is not worse than that in Guangdong. It is no problem to pull a few ships and dozens of ships."

"Okay, just take two million stones of rice." Bai Minghe was very generous, and Wang Fulin gave a long gift. "Thank you, Lord Bai."

Bai Minghe waved his hand: "Don't blame me for being stingy in this matter. I have to explain the stinginess of this matter, black and white words, responsibilities, power and profits. Especially the saying of Dasangyuan, after I return to Hepu, I will first give you one million stones of coarse rice as a guarantee. Within three years, you will also have to protect the raw silk 100,000 burdens."

"Mr. Bai is wise, has responsibility, has rights, and has the idea of ​​sharing profits. The people are convinced!"

In fact, in the Ming Dynasty, even bad people were very trustworthy, let alone businessmen who regarded credit as life. However, Wang Fulin, who was mentioned by Bai Minghe, also understood that the words "black and black" were just a piece of paper, and were based on credit. It clearly states responsibilities, rights, obligations, and profits.

It is exactly the saying that a villain comes first and then a gentleman.

Baiminghe set up a drink to treat him and talked to Wang Fulin about some details at the dinner table. Especially the Dasangyuan plan, I am not afraid of explaining this to the government. First, Baiminghe is here to support it, and second, he has a lot of taxes. No one can say anything wrong.

It mainly talks about some details about how to cooperate with each other.

Finally, Wang Fulin said to Bai Minghe: "Mr. Bai, I actually know there is another place with excellent brocade. The four famous brocades of the Ming Dynasty, Shu Jin can't count on them at the moment. Although they rank third, their output is too small. Su Jin and Yun Jin, the origin of Suzhou and Nanjing, were respectively Suzhou and Nanjing, have been emptied by Bai. There is also the last one, the second-ranked brocade of the four famous brocades!"

Bai Minghe didn't know where this monk came from, at least he hadn't seen it in the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!