After leaving the Jin residence, Ji Ming said to Gou Wa Zi, "I have taught you everything I can. From now on, it is all up to you."
"The clothes we collected this time are all good. We can sell them in the next county. Don't sell them too close to each other. If someone sees you, it will affect your business in the future. It's still early now, so go and collect more."
After that, Ji Ming took out another two taels of silver and gave them to Gou Wa Zi, saying, "I'll give you some more capital, and we'll split the money we make in half. Do you have any objection?"
"No, no!" Gouwazi still felt a little nervous after saying this. Although Ji Ming had led him to do this for two days, how could he not be nervous when he had to fight alone so soon.
After explaining everything to Gou Wazi, Ji Ming went to the cloth shop and asked for two pieces of white cotton cloth and three taels of tea.
After shopping, return to the ox cart.
Master Ma would be back later, so Ji Ming took a ox cart from a nearby village and walked back by himself when he reached the intersection.
Leaving his things at home temporarily, Ji Ming went to find Zhang Rushan first.
Zhang Rushan had just come out of Master Yi's study.
"Didn't you want an opportunity to make money before?" Ji Ming asked.
Zhang Rushan's eyes lit up and he asked, "What opportunity?"
Ji Ming didn't say much, just mentioned the Living Buddha's year, and then said, "I bought a few pieces of cloth. After dyeing, you can write Buddhist scriptures on them. I want to make them into Buddhist clothes to sell."
"Buddhist robe?" Zhang Rushan asked, "Which Buddhist scripture do you want to copy?"
Ji Ming smiled and said, "I have to ask you this. I will give you 100 coins for each piece of clothing. What do you think?"
Zhang Rushan did not answer immediately. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before asking, "How much silver did you spend in total? I will bear 60%. When Foyi makes a profit, you can give me half. What do you think?"
Ji Ming laughed and said, "Are you sure? I can't guarantee that I can make money 100%."
"Sure." Zhang Rushan said seriously.
Ji Ming nodded and said, "Okay, but I will pay for the cost. If there is a typo or a bad word in the Buddhist scriptures you wrote, you will have to pay for the loss of the fabric yourself. Apart from that, you don't need to bear any other expenses."
Zhang Rushan agreed.
After the Buddhist scriptures were finalized, they had to go to the Song family. After walking two steps, Ji Ming turned back and added, "Find more Buddhist scriptures. They should be written differently so that people can choose from them."
Song Yuehua was weeding in the field. When Ji Ming came over and told her about the Buddhist clothes business, she immediately became interested.
The Year of the Living Buddha comes only once every hundred years, which is indeed rare. Although the idea of Buddha's clothes is novel, it is very timely. Maybe we can make a lot of money.
"This thing is easy to imitate, so try to make as many as possible in the early stage." Song Yuehua said.
Ji Ming smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sell it?"
"Everything else is easy to deal with. It's not a big problem to hoard this kind of stuff. The longer it's enshrined, the more valuable it becomes." Song Yuehua said with a smile.
"So what do you think?" Ji Ming asked.
Song Yuehua stood up, patted the dirt off her body and said, "Let's go, go home first and think about it carefully."
Buying and dyeing cloth doesn’t take much time, but writing the Buddhist scriptures and then making them into clothes is more time-consuming.
"How about asking Master Yi to copy some Buddhist scriptures for us?" Ji Ming asked.
Song Yuehua immediately waved her hand, "Master Yi has to teach three classes by herself. Not to mention preparing lessons, she also has to copy books when she's free. Xiaoyu is in the same situation. She can't do it either."
The books in the school ranged from Three Character Classic to Four Books and Five Classics. All of them were borrowed from bookstores or Xie An and then copied by Master Yi.
He saved her more than a hundred taels of silver, and now he is adding bricks and tiles to the school study every day. How could she dare to trouble him with such a thing?
Bai Shu and Xiao Yu from Class B's handwriting is not as good as Zhang Rushan's, and they are not good enough either.
After much thought, the two decided that they could only rely on Zhang Rushan.
If you are slow at copying Buddhist scriptures, you don’t need to be in a hurry to make clothes. After all, the needlework skills of ordinary women are not delicate enough.
Song Yuehua said, "Let Granny Wang do it. She once opened an embroidery workshop. Xiaoyu learned needlework from her."
"We have Aunt Zhu at Granny Wang's house, so we don't have to worry about delaying the progress." Ji Ming said, "It's just that copying the Buddhist scriptures by myself is a bit slow."
"If you can't mass-produce, just stockpile some slowly and then release them all at once. Make as much money as you can." Song Yuehua took out 20 taels of silver and gave it to Ji Mingdao, "Use these to buy cloth and tea. Make this batch first."
The risk of 20 taels of silver is still bearable.
Two days later, Ji Ming sent all the cloth dyed with black tea to Zhang Rushan and asked him to write slowly.
Most of the old clothes in the streets and alleys of the county town have been collected, and Gouwazi can make a lot of money every day by rummaging around in them.
The amount of old clothes collected is getting less and less, so we have to go to the neighboring county to buy clothes, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth between the two counties.
While waiting for the clothes to be ready, Ji Ming went to Dongshan Mountain every day with Jin Shaoyang, learning martial arts from Duan Yidao.
The work on Dongshan is not easy either. The chickens in the pig farm have recently fallen ill one after another, and all the staff in the compound have been transferred over to clean up the chicken farm.
The meals in the kitchen can only be simple.
Song Yuehua thought of Xie Wenwu again.
A few days ago, Xie Wenwu held a collection of idioms and said that he could memorize them all.
Song Yuehua was very clear about the development of Xie Wenwu's brain. She originally estimated that he would not be able to go north until at least next year, but she didn't expect that he could carry him now.
Song Yuehua took the book and picked out a few idioms. She didn't quite believe it at first, but after picking more than ten, Song Yuehua realized that this boy was serious about her.
Could it be that Xie Wenwu could also be forced to become successful?
Since he has done it, Song Yuehua must also abide by the agreement and just wait for the Xie family to express their opinion.
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