Datang Fenghua Road

The Chinese girl slowly lowered her head, rubbing the corners of her clothes with both hands.

Previously, the Han women dared to joke with Han Yue, but now there are suddenly many big people around, and after hearing these big people say that the young man in front of him is actually a prince, Han Yue's status has suddenly risen, and they are again afraid.

"Sister, you have been in the grassland for 11 years, and you have never had any other work except herding. If you were suddenly brought back to Guanzhong, what kind of work do you think you can do?"

The Han girl was stunned for a long time, then suddenly squatted down with her face covered, and cried, "The slave family doesn't know anything, I will starve to death. Woohoo, I can still graze in the grasslands, barely able to eat a bite of rice, if I can't graze , I really don't know what I can do!"

"But the grazing has to stay in the grassland, don't you want to go home?" Han Yue asked again warmly, his tone becoming softer.

"Going home? Of course I want to go home..." The Chinese woman was demented and murmured, "The Central Plains is my home, and I want to go back in my dreams."

Han Yue smiled and said deliberately, "But you won't be able to do anything after you go back. You might starve to death on the street!"

The Han girl suddenly felt sad, and cried more and more sadly.

The princes next to each other looked at each other, not knowing what Han Yue wanted to do.

Han Yue suddenly laughed, jumped off the high platform to help the Han girl, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, big sister, I was just trying to scare you, the Marquis promises that you can go home and you won't starve to death!"

Next to him, Liu Hongji suddenly opened his mouth to remind, and whispered: "It's not Lord Ben, it's King Zhao of the West Palace. Your Highness, you should call yourself the King..."

Han Yue was stunned for a while, and said with a smile: "I'm used to my old identity, but I couldn't speak for a while!"

He held up the Han women with both hands, turned his head and shouted to the more Han women around him: "Don't be afraid, this king is going to start an industry, this industry is most suitable for women to do, as long as everyone follows this king for a year. Female worker, I guarantee that everyone can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars..."

Can everyone make hundreds of dollars?

What industry is this?

The Han women looked at each other in dismay, and most of them couldn't believe it.

Chapter 364 This industry is a money grab

Han women do not believe it, but the princes do.

Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, who doesn't know Han Yue's ability to make money now?Although the young man in front of him was young, he was known as the God of Wealth among the people.

Why is everyone earning hundreds of dollars?

Since the God of Wealth dares to say so, then he can definitely do it.

"My lord, I don't know what kind of business you want to start?"

Liu Hongji is the most shameless, and he said with a drooling face: "Although I am an old man, I have the softest heart. Can you let me invest some money to help Han women tide over the difficulties..."

He deliberately twisted: "You know, I have the softest heart, and I feel sorry for these girls!"

"Bah!" Li Jing suddenly spit on the ground, with obvious contempt on his face.

Liu Hongji doesn't like Li Jing, this bully turned his eyes and sprayed directly, and said loudly: "Mr. Wei, are you upset? Dare to spit on me, and if you have the guts, you will always be stubborn. You will kill the prince's new property." Don't even invest in..."

Li Jing was slightly startled, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the surrounding princes, and found that although everyone looked at Liu Hongji with contempt, no one laughed at this guy.

The princes all looked at Han Yue eagerly, and clearly wanted to invest.

Li Jing felt a sudden shock in his heart, and suddenly laughed and said: "I led a million troops to support, how could King Zhao of the West Palace not give this old man a chance?"

Liu Hongji pouted and said angrily, "You are also a money fan!"

Li Jing smiled and shut up and stopped fighting.

Han Yue didn't care about the bickering of the princes, he supported the Han woman, suddenly pointed to the flock of sheep outside the camp, and said softly: "Sister, you have been grazing on the grassland for many years, so you should know a lot about cattle and sheep. Let me ask you now." Ask you, do you feel the wool is soft?"

"Soft!"

"Is it warm?"

"Of course it's warm!"

Han Yue nodded, and continued: "Then let me ask you, how do you use these wool?"

The Han girl was stunned for a long time before she replied: "The cattle and sheep of the tribe are wealth, and we are not qualified to use them."

This time, it was Han Yue who was in a daze. He looked at the pale and thin face of the Han girl, and suddenly felt sad in his heart.

He forgot one thing, cattle and sheep on the grassland are wealth, but Han women are only slaves, and their value is not comparable to a sheep.

"My lord, in fact, we have also used wool..."

The Han girl suddenly whispered, she lowered her head shyly, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "In summer, cattle and sheep will shed their hair. After those Turks occupied the slave's house, they would occasionally give me a reward. The slave's family collected wool and sewed it with rags. It can be used as a quilt cover in winter."

Han Yue let out a long sigh, and suddenly he clenched the hand of the Han woman tightly, and said loudly, "Don't cover those tattered quilts in the future, these wools are of great use."

"Wool is of great use?"

"Yes, it's very useful!" Han Yue nodded solemnly and said softly: "This king can build a loom that can weave wool into threads, then weave it into soft sweaters, into luxurious blankets, and even into Exquisite underwear and underwear, sold to those rich and powerful families..."

The Han girl's eyes were shining, and she couldn't help looking at the flock of sheep in the distance.

Han Yue looked at these women who were suffering and said encouragingly: "My Han sisters are the most ingenious. Now tell this king if you have the confidence to do this job well."

"I'm confident, I'm confident!" The Han girl nodded again and again and said loudly: "Although the slave family has been in the grassland for many years, I was taught by my mother to learn to be a girl red from a young age. I can weave cloth and do embroidery..."

Han Yue nodded and turned to the Han women around him and said, "Now I tell everyone that the industry that this king is going to start is called the textile industry. Needless to say, can you do this job, will you do this job, dare you do this job?"

After asking three times in a row, the Han women cheered in unison.

In ancient times, women were required to learn needlework at the age of five or six. From the daughters of nobles in the palace to the poor and oppressed, all women would sew their own clothes. This is a necessary life skill for daughters of the Han family.

The Han women cheered, but the dukes saw great wealth.

Liu Hongji is the most greedy for money. This guy swallowed his saliva and asked Han Yue in a low voice, "My lord, is this wool spinning business reliable?"

"What do you think?" Han Yue asked back.

Liu Hongji smiled shyly, and suddenly began to count with his fingers, and said happily: "There are thousands of sheep on the grassland, and their wool sheds in summer and grows in winter, so wool is worthless, and there is almost no business... …”

He glanced at Han Yue and said cautiously, "There is only one thing I am not sure about now. Will this woolen dress be worn well? Will anyone buy it?"

Han Yue laughed and said lightly: "I have worn this kind of clothes and covered it with wool blankets. This kind of thing is not only warm and cold, but also soft and comfortable to the touch. As long as we make it, it will definitely be popular in the entire Tang Dynasty... "

He paused for a moment when he said this, and said again: "The Tang Dynasty is the second, the key areas such as the Western Regions, grasslands and Liaodong, where the weather is bitter and cold, we can sell and sell wool products, and the export business is the most violent, this king guarantees that everyone will earn full of pots.”

Liu Hongji grunted in his throat, this guy was constantly swallowing saliva.

Li Ji next to him suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "How many sheep's wool does it take to weave a sweater?" This question came to the fore, involving the commercial knowledge of input and output.

Han Yue glanced at him and pondered: "According to the height of an adult man, a sweater needs about four sheep's wool."