Chapter 133 Black Market Loans
Le Fei told everyone what happened today, and he didn't finish until dinner time. His tone was wanton, but it was full of admiration for Song Qingwan.

"As long as we complete this business, we will have money in our account." Xiuniang sighed.

She spent the day doing the accounts. The Song family earned a lot, but the costs were also high. However, as long as they finished making these 100 textile machines, they would have money.

"This is not easy. If you can't borrow 500,000 taels from a bank, how can you get it?"

If you want to earn 100,000 taels, there are two necessary conditions, namely a loan of 500,000 taels and the supply of 100 machines.

But none of these can be done by ordinary people.

It is not easy for Song Qingwan to make money, but fortunately she has such a mind and skills.

"We can't borrow from the official bank, but we can consider the black market. We have a lot of people, so we're not afraid that they'll go back on their word and kill the money."

Xie Qingcheng is a know-it-all in the world. He is the best at this kind of thing and he also has connections.

"I think so too. The only person I have come into contact with so far is Mr. Lu from the Jade Casino. I think he should have money, but it may not be enough."

Song Qingwan thought that if it was not enough, she could only borrow from Li Minghe, since she had to pay it back within a month anyway.

"Let Le Fei and I go with the girl tomorrow. I know a place."

But Xie Qingcheng was not in a position to say it out loud, for fear that Lord Song would think that he was leading the girl astray. But in fact, the girl could be worse than them.

Father Song has never been involved in the affairs of the business world, so he lets his daughter do whatever she wants.

In the Song family, everyone is very busy, and they discuss business matters even during meals.

The crowd dispersed only after the next day's work tasks were arranged.

But Mo Shou still wanted to follow Song Qingwan to draw.

The drawing was of course of a textile machine. Although Mo Shou had never made any of the existing textile machines on the market himself, he knew the craftsmanship and principles.

So he took it out to discuss with Song Qingwan, and Song Qingwan told him about the textile machines she knew. After many discussions, they combined the two textile machines into a new machine.

The textile machine that Song Qingwan wants to make will definitely be more compact, have its own patterns, and be able to weave multiple pieces of cloth at a time.

It can weave better fabrics at an extremely fast speed, greatly saving costs. It can be said that if Boss Fu buys this machine, he will only make money and not lose money.

The advantage of selling machines is that the price is high but the profit is high, and you can also sell some spare parts on a daily basis. Machines will break down if they are used too much, and when they break down, you need to repair them, so you can make money again.

The two of them divided the work of drawing the blueprint and it was not until late at night that they finished it.

Song Qingwan stretched, rubbed her tired eyes, and said to Mo Shou, "Thank you for your hard work, Old Mo. Let's stop here today. Be careful on the way back."

Mo Shou was packing up the drawings. He wanted to take them away now because he would use these drawings to direct his subordinates to work tomorrow.

But compared to Song Qingwan's distress, Mo Shou seemed energetic, without a trace of fatigue on his face. He just felt that communicating with Song Qingwan was very refreshing, which allowed him to learn a lot of details and deepen his knowledge.

Especially some novel and practical technologies, which make people feel excited and thrilled. If the fine factory did not have the raw materials, Mo Shou would want to start making them now.

"Goodbye, I'll ask someone to get the raw materials tomorrow." After saying that, he quickly walked out of the house.

"Aping, go to sleep too~" Song Qingwan yawned repeatedly, feeling sorry for Song Qingping who insisted on sitting here with her.

Maybe, to avoid suspicion between her and other men~
"Well, sister, have a good rest." Song Qingping also learned a lot from the two of them.

He looked at Song Qingwan's back as she walked back into the house, and felt deeply that this elder sister was strange, but he still felt that she was very kind. The way she devoted herself to the family and fought for the future always shocked his heart.

He likes this sister more~
Because she went to bed very late last night, Song Qingwan got up very late today.

When she went out with her messy hair, Xie Qingcheng and Le Fei had already arrived. They were chopping wood in the yard or teaching Xiaowu and Xiaoliu kung fu. It was a very ordinary and warm scene. There were also some women in the main house making clothes with Song Niang. The morning in the Song family was very lively.

Song Qingwan was going to borrow money today, and she didn't want to look too shabby, so she changed into the clothes that Li Minghe had given her before. Song Qingya specially combed her hair into a bun for her.

The aura suddenly changed, like a little fairy.

"You can't do anything today with this outfit. Let Brother Le and Brother Xie handle it."

Song Qingya was already afraid of her sister and threw away many sets of bloodstained clothes for her because they could not be washed off at all.

Oh, and yesterday's coal-black, greasy clothes, there was no way to wash them.

Fortunately, the Song family is no longer short of money, otherwise she would have to be naked.

"Don't worry, I'm going to borrow money, not to rob." Song Qingwan adjusted her hair bun and walked out of the room.

Song Qingya sighed. Robbery was actually just a common thing for this elder sister.

Song Qingwan's dress was more elegant than those of the rich ladies, which really amazed Xie Qingcheng and Le Fei who were waiting in the yard.

"It turns out that the girl is quite human." Le Fei couldn't help but whistle.

Xie Qingcheng laughed. This boy had the audacity to say such teasing things. Maybe he didn’t know the relationship between the girl and that guy?

It is said that the man was so jealous yesterday that he killed the young master named Zhang on the spot.

Don't ask him how he knows this, he knows it all.

Song Qingwan didn't care, but smiled and said, "Let's go, shall we go to the jade first?"

"No, let's go to another place first. It's closer." Xie Qingcheng took a detour and led Song Qingwan and Le Fei through many twists and turns, and finally arrived at the small dark room? !
Song Qingwan was dumbfounded. There was indeed money here, but would he lend it to her?

"Hey, girl, you're here? Do you want to trade these two this time?" The old man with a goatee at the gate of the courtyard was still the same, extremely attentive, and he could tell at a glance that Song Qingwan was the protagonist.

Even if Xie Qingcheng and Le Fei were men, they were still destined to be sold.

"Do you want to die?!" If there wasn't a special mission today, Xie Qingcheng would have just dealt with the old man.

"Hehe, I think it's better to use the most direct method. It's too roundabout and frustrating." Le Fei also crackled his knuckles, as if he was ready to rush into the house and rob everything.

"Hahaha~ Just kidding. Everyone knows that the two gentlemen are the girl's right-hand men now." To do their job, they must be well-informed, otherwise it is easy to offend people who should not be offended.

What's more, Xie Qingcheng and Le Fei are still very famous in the world.

"We're here to borrow money this time. Do we need to go inside?" Song Qingwan went straight to the point. She had only heard Canary talk about the general situation of the underground palace here, but had never seen it with her own eyes. She was actually quite curious.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, not because Song Qingwan asked to borrow money, but because of her curiosity.

But they certainly can’t let the girls in and pollute their eyes, otherwise, their territory will be lost.

"Well, it's not a big deal for a girl to borrow money. Just tell us the amount. We will definitely lend it to you if we can, but we will definitely charge you for interest."

It's a business, so how can you not make money? They are not relatives.

"Okay, just lend me five hundred thousand taels." Song Qingwan said calmly, as if she was quoting five taels of silver.

The thin old man staggered when he heard this and almost fainted, "Miss, you are embarrassing me. We are a small business and don't have so much cash."

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