Li Shimin was a little speechless.
This guy, if you don't pay attention, he will start bragging.
Although it is indeed a little busy, isn't your brother just standing there and commanding?
However, Li Shimin did not dare to say anything. He hurriedly pressed Zhang Feng on the chair and personally lit a cigarette for him, saying, "Brother, smoke! You've worked hard! It's my fault. How about this, if you need anything, just say it! "
Seeing this, Zhang Feng's face turned bitter and said, "Lao Li, you just saw it. My residence produces a large number of white sheets, and then it is transported to the weaving factory. The production here is combined with the weaving there, and the production and weaving can be done in one line. Hundreds of cotton-padded clothes can be woven in a day. However, this thing is too … Now, the whole Chang 'an City is full of rumors about Lao Tzu, and there are all kinds of rumors …"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Li Yuan looked at Zhang Feng's unceasing manner and was instantly stunned.
He choked on a mouthful of smoke and coughed again and again. He hurriedly said, "Come on, kid, don't be so talkative. We are here today for this. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't talk nonsense. By the way, before that, Old Man wants to ask you first. Are you sure you can really make hundreds of this thing in a day? Cotton-Padded clothes? "
Li Shimin also hurriedly nodded.
When it came to business, Zhang Feng no longer bragged. Instead, he looked at their faces with disdain and said, "Is what I, Zhang Feng, said wrong? When have I ever told a lie? Not to mention hundreds of pieces, my courtyard is small now. Otherwise, the supply of gauze and cotton cloth can't keep up. Otherwise, five hundred pieces a day is not a problem! "
"…"
Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Zhang Feng.
Although Zhang Feng's words were a bit exaggerated, when they thought of Zhang Feng's previous industry and the speed of papermaking, everyone was silent at this time.
If what Zhang Feng said was true, then no one in the Tang Dynasty would freeze to death.
The soldiers at the front also had cotton-padded clothes for winter.
As for the commoners, they could also generate a series of benefits from this. For example, they could collect White Fold Silk, sell it, or secretly store the silk. All of these could be exchanged for money. Not to mention whether the price of White Fold Silk would skyrocket like the cicada pupa, this was also a good thing!
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The commoners would also be able to make a huge profit because of this. At the very least … the commoners would be able to have a fat New Year this year. As for the price, what was that?
Although the overall benefits of the Tang Dynasty were not very good, the Tang Dynasty was not very prosperous.
However, there was still some savings in the national treasury.
This bit of money … When the cotton-padded clothes were released, it would only be a drop in the ocean. The biggest problem now was the price of the cotton-padded clothes.
Once these cotton-padded clothes were mass-produced throughout the Tang Dynasty, it would be a great change for the Tang Dynasty!
Li Yuan and Li Shimin looked at each other and swallowed their saliva. Li Shimin subconsciously asked, "Then how do you plan to price it?"
In an instant, everyone fell silent.
Even the noise outside the living room seemed to have suddenly stopped at this moment. Everyone seemed to be waiting for this moment, waiting for Zhang Feng to say the price of the cotton-padded clothes.
After all.
Since the cotton-padded clothes were produced, they must be sold.
And the price was a big problem.
As a new thing, if the price was set too high, ordinary people would definitely not be able to accept it. If the price was set too low, they would lose money and it would harm the interests of the clans.
Although Zhang Feng wanted to deal with the clans, now was obviously not the time.
"The price …"
Zhang Feng touched his chin and lowered his head to ponder. His mind was spinning quickly. Suddenly, he thought of something and snapped his fingers: "A hundred coins, how about it?"
"…"
Li Yuan exhaled a mouthful of smoke and nodded: "En, this price is still fair. It doesn't matter if it's a bit more expensive, but … Have you ever thought that if you do this, these clans, as well as merchants, will take advantage of the loopholes, and you will even be in danger. After all, killing a person is still very easy for those big clans."
When Zhang Feng heard this, he was shocked at first, then he grinned and said: "Don't worry, old man. Since I, Zhang Feng, dare to accept this business, I have the means to eat it."
"What means?"
Li Shimin asked in surprise.
Zhang Feng waved his hand, indicating for him to calm down: "Lao Li, you have been in the martial arts world for dozens of years, plus our previous cooperation, have you ever heard me or someone else talk about something?"
Li Shimin didn't know what Zhang Feng was talking about. Learning from Zhang Feng, he shrugged and said: "Then tell me, if I knew, I would still be with you.
Zhang Feng rubbed his nose. He was not angry, but his mind instantly recalled the legendary story of the south where the clothing business was booming in the future.
Only then did he say indifferently: "Dumping model."
"Dumping model?"
"What is this?"
Li Shimin exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Feng recalled for a moment and smiled faintly: "Dumping model refers to the behavior of an export operator of a country or region selling its products to another country's market at a price lower than the normal or average price of the domestic market, or even lower than the cost. The purpose is to defeat competitors, seize the market, and thus bring harm to the same or similar product manufacturers and industries in the importing country."
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