Chapter 132: Make Money Quickly

As for wood and iron materials, as long as Song Qingwan wanted them, Li Minghe would naturally give them to her, of course, they would be purchased with money.

Song Qingwan immediately solved the problem of being blocked from getting raw materials, and she would make the remaining materials herself.

So, it is really convenient to have a boyfriend who is talented and capable. It would be great if Li Minghe would not change his mind.

However, after the quarrel, their relationship seemed to be better. They discussed some things and stayed together for a while before reluctantly parting.

Song Qingwan went to the terraced fields first. Because there were many people and the work did not involve any complicated technical content, the progress was very fast.

Father Song was also working very hard, sweating even in the cold weather. He was not surprised to see Song Qingwan appear.

"Girl, how did you get here?"

Yes, what's the matter? There's no one around her. Isn't Le Fei with her? It was all arranged yesterday.

Now that the kid is missing, could he be doing anything big again?

"Le Fei sent me down the mountain and went to do other things. Dad, the terraced fields seem to be going well." Song Qingwan put her hands behind her back, overlooking her own little kingdom, her heart pounding with excitement and a sense of accomplishment.

"The terraced fields are almost finished. We dug deep and found that the soil is pretty good. Even if it's not fertile, it's not bad either. Once water is brought in to nourish it, we will definitely be able to grow crops next year."

This is the court's experimental field, but the right to use it belongs to the Song family. Song's father had never thought that his family would have their own land in the capital, and a lot of it at that. It's exciting to think about it.

"Can the water be diverted in the afternoon?" This was something that was expected, so Song Qingwan was very calm. The purpose of her trip was the coal mines.

"Yes, the windmill has been erected by the river, and someone is connecting bamboo pipes there. Once the ground is ready, we can get water."

In fact, it has been tried before, and windmills have successfully brought water to high ground and transported it to other places smoothly through pipes.

At that time, the riverside was full of people, calling the windmill a miracle, and some villagers were jealous.

If they had a windmill, they wouldn't have to carry water to irrigate the raised fields, which would save a lot of manpower. With enough water to irrigate the original dry land, it would eventually turn into fertile land, which would make them a lot of money.

Some smart people have already started to arrange for wasteland reclamation. The entire capital city should be able to reclaim more land before the New Year. Everyone is looking forward to a good grain harvest next year.

These are all counted as Father Song’s achievements, and promotion is just around the corner.

Of course, Father Song did not tell his daughter about some of the problems they encountered, because Song Qingwan already had enough problems.

"Dad, you are busy. I'll go check out the workshop."

It is called a workshop, but in fact it is mining coal and building a brick and tile factory.

Song Qingwan had already drawn all the pictures, and with Mo Shou watching over her, she was not worried. Now she would go there to make coal, honeycomb coal.

There are a lot of things to do at the brick factory, so Mr. Situ and Mr. Hua are both here.

"Girl, here you are. How is it? Have you applied for a withdrawal order? We have already dug out the coal and can start as soon as you arrive."

Mr. Situ was covered in coal dust and his face was as black as a black panther. Mr. Hua was only slightly better than him.

"The prince has agreed, so let's go ahead and do it."

Song Qingwan was extremely moved. These powerful people were admired by the world and should have lived a decent life, but now they had to suffer with her. It was really difficult for them.

In return, Song Qingwan had no choice but to work hard and make achievements.

A delicate girl also rolled up her sleeves and got to work.

But no matter what she does, Song Qingwan always follows the planned steps, making it into an assembly line with multiple workstations, which can both keep technical secrets and increase production.

The work lasted until the evening, but fortunately the results were considerable. Song Qingwan and her group, all dirty, loaded several baskets of coal, got on a horse-drawn carriage, and headed for the city.

When I entered the house, the whole family was shocked.

"Where have you been? Beggars are cleaner than you." Xie Qingcheng was stunned.

Song Qingwan is a young girl, and she is connected to two well-known old men. Isn't it not nice to treat her like this?
"Young man, you don't understand, this is coal." Mr. Situ was quite proud and didn't care at all about being pitch black.

"It works very well." Old Hua stroked his beard, and the white beard turned black directly. He looked a lot more energetic.

"We roasted these two small pieces all the way back, and they are still not burnt out. This kind of coal has strong fire power, is durable, has high heat, and has many uses."

It’s a pity that they only have one coal mine, and forget about the others. The imperial court will definitely mine it themselves and include it in the list of prohibited private mining of minerals.

Mr. Situ couldn't help feeling a little regretful when he thought of this.

Hua Lao seemed to understand what he meant and said with a smile, "Even if we run out of that mine in a few years, we can still buy it from the court."

Just like iron and salt, they can continue to be used.

Mr. Situ also smiled. He knew it, but the cost had increased a lot, which was a bit inconvenient. This was something invented by their girl.

Everyone was puzzled as to why the two old men treated coal as a treasure. It was not until they used it themselves that they realized it was indeed a treasure.

Everyone gathered around the coal fire. Song Qingwan and the others smelled of coal rust, but there was also a fishy smell.

Not too heavy, but not light either.

"Where has Xiao Xie been all day? He smells so bad." It also smells very bad, and he is actually making fun of others.

So they could only stay away from the charcoal brazier.

Xie Qingcheng had an indescribable look on his face. He was a handsome young man, but he had been collecting duck feathers for a day. Who would understand? Even though he had tried his best to let his subordinates do the work, they could not avoid being contaminated by the smell.

"I'm collecting duck feathers, and I've also bought the things that the other girls want.

It's just that the price of this fabric and cotton has gone up wildly recently, and it's no longer available in many places, so the fine oil cloth that the girl wanted was not available either."

There is no doubt that this is another business war. The weather is different and many businessmen are making dirty money.

Therefore, everyone present actually dislikes businessmen who only know how to make money, but now that they themselves have become businessmen, their feelings are somewhat complicated.

"I heard from the Crown Prince that the Grand Princess has stockpiled a lot of silver charcoal. Don't worry, we have coal and we can sell it at a fair price and boost the sales of down jackets.

There is no rush for the cloth. If we can't make it, we can produce it ourselves. Today I met the owner of Nanzhi Textile. I will supply him with 100 textile machines within three days, and the payment amount is 100,000 taels.

Mo Shou, please work hard tonight and draw the blueprint with me. The materials will be purchased from the supply source of the Ministry of Industry. I have already informed the prince. We will ship them back tomorrow and start work immediately.

Le Fei sent Boss Fu back, how is the situation on his end?"

As long as Boss Fu's own troubles are solved, then Song Qingwan's side will not be a problem. She can easily earn 100,000 taels within three days, of course, after deducting the costs.

"With the Dali Temple following them, Boss Fu has already taken control of the Fu family and cleared out the termites. At least it won't affect the textile workshop."

It’s exciting just to think about it. Song Qingwan’s speed in making money is really satisfying. Le Fei crossed his legs and felt that life was particularly interesting now.

Everyone was shocked again. They were still enthusiastic about the things at hand, but Song Qingwan had already set up other formations. What a fast speed!

Second update finished~