Be the Mayor From Today

"I knew I wouldn't order so many dishes, what a waste."

When Eliza was struggling, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter came in. Seeing the situation on the table, she smiled slightly, "The guests can't finish eating, so they can take them home."

"Package?" Eliza wondered, "How to bring it back?"

"As long as the guest gives out a steel coin, we will provide a bamboo tube for the guest to pack food." The waiter said.

"Okay!" Eliza's face beamed with joy, she didn't expect such an operation, it was too human, she could eat these leftovers for dinner.

Soon, the waiter brought a thigh-thick bamboo tube with a height of about fifteen centimeters, and put the vegetables into the bamboo tube with chopsticks.

It was also at this moment that Eliza realized that these two wooden sticks were used in this way.

Chapter 0174 I only need one percent.

In the carriage, Liu Feng closed his eyes and pondered. He recalled the information on Solo in An Li's notebook, which stated that Solo was a native of the capital, and his ancestor was a nobleman. Later, he fell into decline and turned to the ranks of merchants.

Solo is a very unique person, not very pedantic and old-fashioned. He is a person who has the courage to try. In just 20 years, he has grown from a descendant of a declining noble aristocrat to a huge family business of a thousand gold coins.

In Liu Feng's view, Solo is a very successful businessman and a good partner. It is not easy to form a caravan. There are only a few people in the entire Xiyang City who have been to the capital. There is no one who knows how to do business.

If Liu Feng was asked to open up trade routes or go to the capital by himself, now is not the time. Xiyang City needs him to be in charge, but winter is coming.

And Xiyang City has not developed to the point where he needs to go out to expand the business route, then the current method is to find an existing caravan to cooperate, this is the biggest shortcut and the most suitable method.

Liu Feng now wants to test whether Solo is a suitable business partner. In fact, what Liu Feng values ​​most is the transportation capacity of Solo's caravan.

"Ta Tata..."

"Sir, the workshop is here."

When Liu Feng got out of the carriage, he saw Solo standing beside him, looking around curiously. He listened carefully to the sound, and could clearly hear the sound of 'kakaka'.

"Lord City Lord, is this a workshop?"

Solo asked curiously. He wanted to know what workshop it was, especially when he saw people patrolling, and there were some guards standing at the entrance of those workshops.

"Yes, this is the workshop area of ​​Xiyang City." Liu Feng nodded. He is now planning the division of urban areas. This area in the south of Xiyang City will be comparable to the industrial area in the future, and all large workshops will be located here. .

These words made Solo's pupils shrink. There are quite a few workshops here, and the workshops are equivalent to a city's core source of income, but now that he is brought here, it is conceivable that there is something important.

"An Li, take me to the linen warehouse." Liu Feng turned to An Li and said that he went to North Wind City for the establishment of the workshop.

"Yes!"

Enri led the way, and soon arrived at the linen warehouse. The guards at the gate opened the door, and a group of people walked in.

"hiss……"

Solo, who had just entered the warehouse, took a breath of cold air, his eyes trembled, and he looked at the dense linen piled on the shelf.

The corner of Liu Feng's mouth rose, glanced at Solo's reaction, and asked En Li lightly, "En Li, how many pieces of cloth are there?"

"Master, there are 200 pieces of low-grade linen, 100 pieces of low-grade linen, and two pieces of medium linen." An Li muttered while holding a notepad.

"What was the production volume that day?" Liu Feng said calmly.

"Forty pieces of inferior linen and twenty pieces of inferior linen can be produced in one day." En Li responded quickly.

Solo was already sluggish. He wondered if he had heard the wrong thing. One must know that a piece of cloth is 30 meters long and can produce 60 pieces of cloth a day. Is this a money grab?

The market price of Wangdu is 30 copper coins per meter of linen, so according to this calculation, one day's income is 50 silver coins, and one gold coin for two days.

After all, the output will only increase, which scares Solo. It is unbelievable that others can catch up with his 20 years of hard work in a few years.

"The output is still too small. It takes more than 100 pieces of inferior cloth to come out a day." Liu Feng shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"Master, the workers recruited today are currently training. It will take a few days for them to work. By then, the output should reach more than 100 pieces of cloth." En Li said earnestly.

Solo's body was shaking. There were hundreds of pieces of cloth a day, and that day's income would be calculated in gold coins. He could earn a thousand gold coins in more than a year, and this was just a workshop, not a territory income.

He was really frightened. If it was spread out, those great nobles would become robbers once, and even the king would be moved.

Therefore, Solo is very afraid of being killed. Although he doesn't know why the linen is produced so fast, the linen in this warehouse can't be fake.

"Mr. Solo, what do you think of the linen I have here?" Liu Feng took out a piece of inferior linen from the shelf and pulled it to Solo.

"Huh?" Solo touched the sackcloth and was surprised to find that the quality of the sackcloth was very good, and it was considered a high-quality item. Some merchants and nobles wore this kind of fabric.

"Lord City Lord, is the linen here all of this quality?" Solo asked in a trembling voice.

"Of course not, this is inferior linen, and there is inferior linen over there." Liu Feng came to the linen shelf on the other side and pulled out another piece of linen.

"Huh..." Solo breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it. The linen in this section is the kind of linen worn by commoners. If it was all the so-called inferior linen just now, I'm afraid the price he guessed would be doubled.

"Lord City Lord, I don't understand. Is the production volume you just said true? Can you produce hundreds of linen cloths a day?" Solo still dared to ask his doubts.

"Yes." Liu Feng nodded. He hadn't planned to talk about the spinning machine and the loom. He changed the subject and said, "Mr. Solo, how would you like to sell these linens to you?"

"What?" Solo's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I have the goods, but the formation of the caravan is too time-consuming, so I need a collaborator now." Liu Feng said calmly.

"Could it be?" Solo's eyes were about to bulge out, and the surprise came a little quickly. He pointed to his face and trembled, "Lord City Lord, are you going to cooperate with me?"

"Yes, I like your transportation channel." Liu Feng said bluntly.

"Understood." Solo nodded affirmatively, he also thought of this, otherwise the linen business with at least 1,000 gold coins this year would not be looking for him at all.

"Then let's talk about the distribution of profits!" Liu Feng smiled.

"No, Lord City Lord, I only need one percent of the profit." Solo immediately stated that although one percent is also earned, it is not much.

He is fighting for the future. Solo does not believe that Liu Feng will satisfy the people who are in the status quo, and if they cooperate, other goods can also cooperate, so 1% is actually a lot. After all, the base is a bit large.

"Have courage, trust me, you won't regret today's decision." Liu Feng smiled confidently. He didn't expect Solo to be so decisive.

Chapter 0175 twenty secrets of the scientific research department.

Solo certainly has confidence in Liu Feng. After reading the concept of Xiyang City, he highly respects Liu Feng and wants to marry his arrogant daughter to Liu Feng. Of course, this is just a thought.

"Lord City Lord, I'll write to the caravan now and ask them to come over immediately, it's just time..." Solo hesitated, he didn't know whether Liu Feng was in a hurry for the time.

"Don't worry, the time can be later, just to stock up on more linen." Liu Feng waved his hand indifferently. For him, what he wants is long-term development, not a quick one.

"Yes!"

Solo breathed a sigh of relief. His caravan was in the imperial capital at this time, and it took more than a month to write a letter, not to mention that it would take three months for the caravan to come here again.