Steward Wan said, "Young Madam, truly wealthy families don't often buy servants; they mostly use servants born into the household. Master and servant have been together since childhood, so they have a deep bond and won't betray their master."
Although these children are young now, as long as the young mistress cultivates a bond with them from a young age, they will become her most reliable assistants.
The Wan family is a large clan with businesses all over the north and south. To manage such a large operation, in addition to the various branches and sub-branches, they also need to be able to manage their businesses.
Most of the workers were born into the family, and their loyalty far exceeded that of outside hires.
Song Liyun has a weak foundation, and the only people she can rely on right now are the elders in her old family and the people of the Wuda tribe.
They seem harmonious now, but if anything changes, it's hard to say how much self-interest is at play.
Although these children can't be of much help for the time being, in just two years they will be able to fully adapt to life on the grassland, no longer miss home, and will stick closely to Song Liyun, their only master of the Wu Dynasty.
This was truly for her own good. Song Liyun said to Steward Wan, "Uncle Wan has planned so far ahead for me. I am extremely grateful!"
Manager Wan chuckled: "If you want to thank me, you might as well give the Wan family all the rights to operate the wool business!"
Song Liyun smiled. As expected of a businesswoman, she always expects to get some return for her investment.
But we already have the wool, so why do we need more?
She asked curiously, "Young Master Wan has already taken the wool, so why does Uncle Wan still want the management rights?"
The wool she currently possesses, aside from the wool yarn woven by the Wuda tribe for carpet weaving, is what Wan Yanming took over a thousand jin to the Southeast Road.
Now that Manager Wan wants even more operational control, it's practically a monopoly, which is not what Song Liyun wants to see.
Manager Wan opened a wooden box and took out two pieces of cloth, each about a foot square.
"Young Madam, what do you think of this?"
Song Liyun took it; it felt like coarse cloth, thick and slightly stiff.
The other piece is thin, soft, and skin-friendly.
"Is this wool fabric?"
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