Finished Shu brocade is usually transported by southwestern merchants to wealthy areas such as the capital and Jiangnan, or sold to various countries in the Western Regions.
Han Zeyu established a workshop. Their product positioning was not to be a tribute, but to serve high-spending groups, such as guests who could stay in a hot spring villa.
Moreover, there is only one emperor and few concubines in the harem. Producing tribute satin has little practical significance except for the nice name.
Judging from their estimated production, there is no need to worry about sales.
It’s good enough if our own chain can provide the supply, there is really no need to go through the hands of others.
As the leader in the local textile industry, anyone who wants to engage in related industries cannot avoid the huge "Shuzhou Jinhang".
But joining the "Jinhang" means abiding by their rules.
For example, prices are unified, private recruitment of outsiders is prohibited, and traditions must be respected and the pure inheritance of skills must be maintained.
Han Zeyu could understand the above, but what does "pure inheritance of skills" mean?
The family's prohibition states that key techniques must only be passed on to daughters-in-law and not daughters to prevent the skills from leaking out.
What kind of bizarre rules are these? Han Zeyu is sorry that he can't say anything.
His original business plan was to provide one-stop services including silkworm breeding, weaving, printing and dyeing, embroidery and sales.
But this first step of raising silkworms was too troublesome for them, so they simply changed to directly purchasing raw silk.
In order to prevent others from blocking him from the supply of raw materials, Han Zeyu decided to first control the lifeline of silkworm farmers, play to his own strengths, and start with transplanting mulberry trees.
The growth cycle of mulberry trees is relatively long. Under normal circumstances, it takes four to six years for mulberry trees to enter the high-yield period.
The time cost was too high, so Han Zeyu decided to directly transplant wild mulberry trees that were more than six years old.
With his precise control over the soil, the quality of the mulberry leaves produced is absolutely at the level of a full banquet for silkworms.
Since they can completely achieve self-production and self-sales, let "Shuzhou Jinhang" stand aside!
Han Zeyu, who had just arrived, unilaterally isolated the "Shuzhou Jinxing".
Who would have thought that the other party's president's youngest son would come to the door and recommend himself.
Jiang Mingyue, the youngest son of the Jiang family, is one year younger than Han Zeyu and has not yet married.
Han Zeyu knew at a glance why this man was unmarried. He was bent like a mosquito coil, so he definitely had no interest in women.
However, to be able to withstand the pressure from official media and persist for so long, he must be no ordinary person.
Jiang Mingyue didn't treat herself as an outsider and picked up the draft paper on the table in a familiar manner.
"The management system of the weaving and dyeing workshop requires that apprentices are not allowed to take patterns out without permission, and they must undergo a strict inspection before leaving work."
Han Zeyu thought it made sense and actually added it in.
Jiang Mingyue nodded with satisfaction. It was good that he could listen to the opinions.
After introducing himself, this person wanted to see how Han Zeyu would react.
Han Zeyu's reaction was normal. He directly took out the employee benefits and showed them to him.
Jiang Mingyue took a quick glance and curled his lips in disgust. He was a master chef, not a high-level embroiderer.
"My specialty is drawing patterns. I hope you can recognize my talent and status."
Han Zeyu raised an eyebrow. "What kind of status? Is there a place for you in the art world? Can you reach the level of being in the picture book industry?"
Jiang Mingyue frowned. He certainly had his place in the art world, and his reputation wasn't for nothing, but what was the picture book world like? A storybook with pictures?
Han Zeyu nodded: "Yes."
He took out another book from the table and handed it to Mosquito Coil Circle, asking him to make a comparison himself.
Jiang Mingyue opened the book with disdain and took a look at it, then immediately closed it and looked at the name on the cover: "More than a Thousand Days and Nights with My Underground Lover".
"How disgraceful!"
Han Zeyu was unwilling to do so. This was a painstaking work he had created when he was in the capital, and it was painted by his husband himself.
It was given to him as a gift for our fifth wedding anniversary, so that he could print it and earn some pocket money.
This picture book is the sweet fruit of their love, just like their own son. Although he has more "son" in his name and it looks a bit yellow, he is still their own son, so how can he allow others to interfere?
Han Zeyu's rage was ignited, and he immediately entered combat mode, pointing directly at the vital point: "You're already such a grown-up, and you're saying something disrespectful? Are you still a virgin?"
Jiang Mingyue felt sore and immediately retorted angrily.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Han Zeyu said: "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen! You are just a young chicken who has never tasted meat."
"That's no wonder. People without experience can only talk big, but you talked very well. You're already very good."
"You're the one who talks on paper, talking as if you have a lot of experience!"
"It's just so-so, they've only been married for seven years."
"Seven years? Then my heart must have become as still as water, and I don't feel anything anymore."
"You're talking nonsense! My husband has feelings for me, and we have a very harmonious married life!"
Su Shien's right foot had just stepped over the threshold, but after hearing the heated argument, he quietly retracted it.
Husband and wife are birds of a feather, but they fly away separately when disaster strikes. He would not participate in such a shameful thing.
Jiang Mingyue failed to get the job and left angrily. She returned to the villa and drank a pot of water, but it still did not relieve her throat which was smoking from shouting.
Han Zeyu ate the stewed snow pear with rock sugar and praised Su Shien in a hoarse voice for being thoughtful and considerate.
Su Shien thought to himself: "You better be quiet!" His voice was hoarse from shouting. It seemed that after he left, the two of them had started arguing again.
"Jiang Mingyue is indeed famous. I've heard of him before in the Hanlin Academy. Although he's a bit unorthodox, he's become famous at a young age and has excellent painting skills. He's worth recruiting. However, his reputation is average, so we need to be cautious."
Han Zeyu didn't care. Ling, who was unable to find her husband and was extremely upset, was just the same as he was before he traveled through time.
Bah! They are different!
Quickly drink a sip of the rock sugar and snow pear stewed by my dear husband to calm down. He is a little sweet cookie wrapped in love, not the psychologically twisted Jiang Kugua.
The job recruitment auditions here were in full swing. After all, it was a neighboring provincial capital, and the commotion became a big deal, so naturally people in Yunnan and Guizhou also received the news.
Is this the case of searching for something everywhere but finding it without any effort?
They had been searching for Su Shien for a month, but it turned out that he had already arrived. It was really hard to find the right person.
But what did the Emperor mean? Sending someone right under their noses was he trying to provoke them, or was he just being fearless?
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