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Zhu Houzhao smiled happily.
If you don¡¯t make money, are you still a human being?
I have been knitting for the past few days, and my hands are almost useless.
He couldn¡¯t help but asked: ¡°How much do you plan to sell this wool per kilogram?¡±
Fang Jifan said: "It's much cheaper than leather. We are doing large-scale production and the cost of labor is low. And when purchasing, because of the large scale, the price is much lower than ordinary people. Wool thread costs eighty cents a piece." Jin, in this way, an average person only needs two kilograms of wool to weave a ready-made garment. A ready-made garment costs one hundred and sixty yuan, which is comparable to the price of leather clothing, or even much different than the price of many pieces of cloth."
"So cheap?" Zhu Houzhao was stunned.
"This is the benefit of scale. The larger the scale, the lower the cost. Moreover, our textile machines are constantly producing. What we need is rapid shipment. If we purchase a large amount of raw materials and a pound of wool, even if we only earn three to five Wen¡¯s net profit is enough. The most important thing is shipment volume.¡±
"Of course, what's the point of Zhenguo Mansion's business if it's just about making money? You have to have a good reputation. This reputation and brand name are often worth more than money. Let's talk about His Highness. Your Highness has a very bad reputation. We are in urgent need of it. To improve, instead of raising the price, selling less, and making more money per pound of thread, it is better to rely on quantity and scale to make money. After all, this spinning method will be learned sooner or later. This is not a secret recipe, but suppressing it. If the government wants to take the lead, it depends on its scale with high quality and low price. Furthermore, if the price is not expensive and everyone has something to keep warm, wouldn't they still be grateful to His Highness in their hearts?"
Zhu Houzhao nodded and said, "Just do whatever you say. Let's go sell sweaters tomorrow?"
"It's not selling, it's displaying." Fang Jifan smiled: "The purpose of displaying is wool."
Zhu Houzhao nodded: "Also, later, bring me a few kilograms of wool back. I have to knit clothes for my sister, my queen mother, and my great-grandmother. If others weave, I think their weaving is not good and the style is not good." It¡¯s too bad, the needles are not even, I need to do it myself.¡±
Zhu Houzhao seemed very satisfied. This striped woolen garment was very warm when he wore it. Gradually, he got used to it. He felt that his body began to adapt, and the discomfort began to disappear: "It's agreed, tomorrow I will You go and sell ready-made clothes."
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Zhu Houzhao has a sweet dream of getting rich. He is too eager to earn money. Maybe the amount of money is not important to him, but what is important is that he urgently needs to prove himself to others.
Of course you, he still needs to do a lot of big things, which are also very expensive.
As for Fang Jifan, he happily went to the workshop at the southern foot of Xishan Mountain after parting ways with Zhu Houzhao.
The workshop is newly built.
Seven or eight textile machines have been produced, and dozens of trained craftsmen have begun production. This is just the beginning. Fang Jifan is not in a hurry to increase production, but first trains a group of backbones.
"However, it is not easy to recruit craftsmen, especially female weaving craftsmen. Not everyone wants the mother-in-law to be visible. In the eyes of many people, the mother-in-law should stay at home and take care of her husband and children.
Even if Fang Jifan is willing to pay a lot of money, there are only few people willing to come.
Fortunately, there are many farmers in Xishan, and the farmers still trust Fang Jifan. They regard Fang Jifan as their benefactor. The benefactor promised that no men would be allowed to enter or leave the workshop. The female workers would definitely be there when they returned from work. Someone was specially asked to let them go off work together. In short, there would definitely be no accidents, which made people feel relieved.
Otherwise, Fang Jifan would really be worried to death.
This is the power of word of mouth.
"It's rare that he has such a good character and everyone trusts him. Fang Jifan naturally has to be cautious when dealing with this trust. If the female workers have the slightest accident, it will be a big problem.
Fortunately, this man Fang Jifan can come and go in this workshop. After all, he is a benefactor and has a good reputation, which is equivalent to being certified by the dental prevention team.
When the women saw Fang Jifan coming, they were familiar with spinning threads but looked a little reserved.
??Here, whether it is spinning yarn, carrying raw materials, binding goods, or even carrying goods to the warehouse, it is women.
When the goods arrive at the warehouse, men are only allowed to move the goods out of the workshop for two hours a day. During this time, women will not enter or exit the warehouse. Men are not allowed to enter or leave at other times.
It can be said that Fang Jifan was worried about these outdated customs.
The women have begun to master the looms skillfully, and the leader of this workshopnbsp;Whatever, just take your time.
Sell ??wool first.
He put his hands behind his back and went home.
When he saw Xiao Xiangxiang, Xiao Xiangxiang hurriedly brought him a charcoal pot and heated it up, but he was a little bit cold.
Fang Jifan frowned: "Why didn't you burn charcoal just now?"
"Burning charcoal is expensive, so you have to save money. Manager Yang has an obligation. No one in the house except the young master is allowed to burn charcoal for no reason. We can't waste the master's money and wait until the young master comes back before burning charcoal."
Fang Jifan suddenly thought of something and took a deep look at Xiao Xiangxiang: "Xiang'er forget it" Fang Jifan whistled carelessly again, with a bohemian look: "Also, tell that bastard named Yang, Our successor has a lot of silver, which covers the whole house, and nothing else. You can burn this charcoal as you like. Our successor has mines!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com