Chapter 135 Textile Machine
Five hundred thousand taels of silver is a huge sum of money even for a wealthy family. However, a little girl like Song Qingwan borrowed it in just half a day.

It is even more effective than robbery. In such a short period of time, Song Qingwan has already gained such a powerful influence.

Xie Qingcheng and Le Fei felt that with a master like this, they would no longer be afraid of going hungry.

When the few people drove the horse-drawn carriage to the fine factory, the factory was bustling with activity. Most people were moving raw materials, as if they were brewing a storm-like technological reform.

Boss Fu had been waiting there early, and with him came Boss Zeng from the Colorful Cloth Shop, who was also a middle-aged man in his forties.

The two men were worried and paced back and forth in the hall, obviously very anxious and uneasy.

Xiuniang was quietly counting the accounts on the side. Now in this fine factory, she was the only one who could "accompany guests", as everyone else was too busy to take a break.

Boss Fu noticed Song Qingwan's appearance and ran towards her. "Boss Song, how is it?"

Of course he knew that Song Qingwan went to borrow money, but he didn't know what the result would be.

Five hundred thousand taels is not a small sum, and the Seiko Factory is a newly established business, so no one can guarantee that they can really borrow it.

Song Qingwan looked relieved. "I got the loan. Four thousand taels of interest. The two bosses, come in and count the money."

Boss Fu clapped his hands and laughed as if relieved. "Okay, okay, oh yes, I haven't introduced this to Boss Song yet. This is my brother, the owner of Colorful Cloth Shop, his last name is Zeng."

"Boss Song, I've heard a lot about you."

"Ha, I don't deserve that. You two are the seniors. Please come in and have a seat."

There was no need to add more tea, as none of them had the time to do so.

Song Qingwan took out dozens of banknotes immediately.

The moment Boss Fu received the banknote, he cried with joy, "Thank you so much!" He thought he was dead, but who knew that there was light at the end of the tunnel and he met a noble man.

"Thank you!" Boss Zeng was also very grateful. With this money, even if he couldn't deliver the goods, his cloth shop would be safe for the time being and would not be taken away by Fenfangfang.

"Xiuniang, is the contract ready? You two, brothers, should settle the accounts clearly. We still have to go through the process."

What if the two of them go back on their word? After all, they have met the eldest princess, so Song Qingwan has to be careful.

"It's my duty. I will reward you handsomely when the matter is done. Please rest assured, Boss Song." Boss Fu wiped his eyes and carefully put away the banknote.

At this time, Xiuniang brought up the loan agreement. There were no harsh conditions in the agreement. It only said that Song Qingwan had borrowed the money for them and stipulated that they only had to repay the principal and interest within the deadline.

"Boss Song, please sign the sales contract for the machine as well. I'll pay 30% of the deposit first. I can't let you bear all the risks."

Five hundred thousand taels was originally the capital, and it was reasonable for him to pay Song Qingwan a part of it. Boss Fu didn't want to disappoint Song Qingwan, who had been running around for him.

"Yes, I heard from Lao Fu that Boss Song also wants to make sewing machines, so I ordered some as well. Fifty units. Please name your price, Boss Song." Boss Zeng thought, no matter whether this sewing machine is useful or not, he would just regard it as a way of thanking Song Qingwan.

Little did they know that their gratitude would bring their careers to new heights and make them better and better in the future.

Seeing her hard work paying off, Song Qingwan was of course happy, "Okay, the sewing machine is two thousand taels each, Boss Zeng, I'm not trying to cheat you, the parts used in the sewing machine are relatively sophisticated and have a lot of iron parts.

The biggest benefit is the fast sewing speed. You can sew a piece of clothing by hand in a quarter of an hour, but with the help of my machine, you can sew dozens or even hundreds of pieces.

And the workmanship is well-proportioned. As long as you maintain this machine well, you can use it for hundreds of years without any problem. "It can be said that sewing machines have more asset value than textile machines.

Being afraid that the two wouldn't believe her just talking, Song Qingwan took out the finished structure diagrams of the textile machine and sewing machine from her cloth bag and asked them to take a closer look.

If an outsider doesn't understand, they may not understand, but the two bosses are professionals. Just by looking at the drawings, they can understand the high value of these two things. "Hearing what Boss Song said, this machine is really great. I've ordered it and look forward to Boss Song's delivery."

Finally, two sales contracts were signed, and Song Qingwan earned 200,000 taels, and also received a deposit of 60,000 taels.

She can fully produce these two types of machines in daily life. In fact, textile machines are used more by farmers, but farmers may not be able to afford them, so she can sell them to textile factories, for example, and promote them to Jiangnan.

As for the sewing machine, it can be taken as a dowry to the girl’s husband’s family.

Many wealthy families will distribute clothes for all four seasons to their children. With a sewing machine, can you imagine how much trouble you can save?
Of course, these are all plans for the future.

Now that she had the order in hand, Song Qingwan plunged into the factory and tried every possible means to make the textile machine within three days.

Everyone in the precision factory is busy, leaving home early and returning late. Because the departments have clear division of labor, they are just busy and things are proceeding in an orderly and routine manner.

It stands to reason that for such high-tech products, a master craftsman would spend a long time to make a machine.

But in a precision factory, only ordinary workers are used. Each person only makes one thing a day according to the drawings, and they can make many pieces.

Then all the parts are gathered together and installed, and a finished machine appears in a very short time.

So on the morning of the third day, when Boss Fu came to the fine factory again, a finished textile machine was already there.

Unlike the old textile machines, the new generation of textile machines are several times larger and can use multiple strands of thread at the same time, which is particularly convenient for shuttling.

Originally, one person could only weave half a piece of cloth after working very hard all day, but this textile machine in the fine factory can weave several pieces a day, and it is not very tiring.

After the experiment, Boss Fu shouted, "Boss Song, you are selling a textile machine for 1,000 taels. You are losing money. I suggest you raise the price. I believe more people will rush to buy it.

If you raise the price, I will compensate you for the difference for this batch of goods." This is just business talk. Privately, after the difficulties are overcome, Boss Fu will definitely reward Song Qingwan.

"We'll talk about that later. Boss Fu should take the machine back and produce the cloth first. We also have to be careful of the desperate situation."

Based on Song Qingwan's understanding of the eldest princess, she will definitely have a backup plan and will not easily let the cooked duck fly away.

Boss Fu's face tightened, "I know, then let's hire some more escorts." He ensured that the goods were delivered to Boss Zeng safely.

Textile machines are large items and there were many of them, so the delivery of the goods caused quite a stir, which allowed the people who were paying attention to both parties to quickly receive the news.

In the royal temple, the eldest princess was wearing a plain robe and a simple makeup. She was slowly beating a wooden fish while listening to the reports from her subordinates.

"You said that Song Qingwan made a special-effect textile machine that can weave ten pieces of cloth a day?" Her voice was indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

"Yes Princess."

As soon as the subordinate finished speaking, the Buddhist beads in her hand tightened, and the string broke like ash.

Afterwards, the Buddhist beads hanging in the eldest princess's hand became like a plate of loose sand, which she could not hold on to at all. They fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.

"My good nephew, it seems that you have found a weapon to deal with me. It is better not to stay in this temple.

The younger generation has bullied me to such an extent, this unfilial descendant should be punished by the royal ancestors."

The eldest princess threw away the remaining Buddhist beads in her hand, and the servant stepped forward with a tactful look and helped her up.

The princess, who was in her fifties but well-maintained, looked like she was in her thirties. She tore off her plain outer robe and threw it to the ground, revealing the purple and rich robe underneath. She then resolutely left the temple.
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