Chapter 82, Measure your measurements (recommended vote...)
Although the channel is trading, there is no store to speak of.
But the various products sold by Fang Hao already give people the feeling of a store.
Bathtubs, iron pots, and even iron axes and pickaxes are all for sale, and they are very popular items.
Whether it's an iron axe, a pickaxe, or an iron pot and bathtub.
In fact, there are durable ones. As long as the durability reaches 0, it can no longer be used.
If there is no corresponding craftsman to repair it, you need to buy it again.
Therefore, everyone is a repeat customer of Fang Hao.
Now Fang Hao suddenly purchased unlimited amounts of textile-related items.
Everyone was increasingly surprised by the development of Fang Hao's territory.
Fang Hao looked at everyone shouting and yelling and spoke again.
"The territory is indeed researching textile products. If successful, they will be sold to everyone on the regional channel. If you have brothers in cotton, linen, or silk, you can privately message me at a price."
"Damn it! I just said casually, I really entered the textile industry. Are we in the same world?"
"Boss, you look familiar to me!"
"Brother, I want to order some dresses."
"I know you upstairs, what are you doing with your custom-made skirt?"
"It's up to you to control it. Everyone has the right to pursue freedom. What's wrong!"
……
One message after another kept scrolling.
Then, someone immediately sent a private message.
"Brother Fang Hao, I have flax here, how much do you want?"
Fang Hao was stunned. It seemed that the amount of flax in the opponent's hand was quite sufficient.
"500 units, is that enough?" Fang Hao gave a rough number.
"Enough."
oops?
Fang Hao's heart moved and he looked at the other party's name, Deng Bin.
Could this man have already started growing flax? Otherwise, how could there be such a large flax reserve?
That’s not right!
If he could use flax, he wouldn't be so eager to sell it to himself.
"What do you want?" Fang Hao continued to ask.
The other party was silent for a while, and then replied: "20 iron pickaxes, 30 iron spears."
When you see the items the other party wants, you know that the other party's territory is developing slowly and must not have reached the level where flax can be used.
At the same time, he cannot accept this exchange.
Reply: "Iron is a hot-selling item at the moment. You can't exchange for this with flax."
Iron pickaxes and iron spears are hot-selling products in the market, and the selling prices are not low.
After taking 500 units of flax, Fang Hao really didn't want to change it.
After all, if Fang Hao doesn't want it, he can't sell the flax, but the iron picks and spears are still selling well.
The other party was also a cheerful person and continued: "Boss, if you develop quickly, you can set a price and I will sell it. Then you can help us develop slowly."
This man is quite smart, he sells things as he pleases, and he also deliberately puts his hands on his lap.
Fang Hao made a rough calculation and said: "500 flax, settled according to the market price of 100 iron equivalents, I need goods here every 7 days, you can sell them to me."
"Okay, I want 25 iron spears, and I can trade them immediately." The other party replied quickly, and the previous asking price was more like raising the price.
The iron spear can be exchanged for 4 units of iron in the trading area.
According to Fang Haoding's price, 100 irons equals 25 iron spears.
Of course, in Fang Hao's case, with a hundredfold increase, 25 iron spears only consume 2 units of iron.
"Okay, put it on the shelves first!"
Soon, the two reached a deal and each obtained what they needed.
Fang Hao continued to ask: "Excuse me, why are there so many linens?"
This actually made Fang Hao a little curious.
“Convenient!”
Deng Bin discovered this flax plant very early.
He didn't know it before, but when the villagers came back from collecting it, he didn't know it was flax until he saw the properties.
After that, they continued to move forward following the place where the flax was found, and found a large, densely packed plain on the plain.
Because they were not used, no one was arranged to collect them.
This time we cooperate with Fang Hao, and we guarantee that we will provide a sufficient amount of flax during the transaction.
After the two completed the transaction and ended the conversation.
Fang Hao received some cotton and linen, but no silk.
After no one talked to him privately, he closed the Lord's Book.
……
After breakfast, Fang Hao patrolled the territory as usual.
When I arrived at the tailor shop, I saw many skeleton cutters operating spinning wheels, processing the cotton threads made last night into factory cloth.
There are enough raw materials in the warehouse now, enough for them to make for a while.
"Good morning! Lord." Sawyer strode over and said respectfully.
Sawyer was appointed captain by Fang Hao and had the authority to command all cutters.
Arrange for some people to turn cotton into cotton thread, and some people to start making cotton thread into cloth.
The division of labor is fairly clear.
"Good morning, Sawyer!" Fang Hao greeted with a smile.
"What can I do for you, Lord?" Sawyer continued to ask.
"Come here Yi'er."
After Yi'er came over, Fang Hao continued: "Sawyer, make her some daily clothes."
In a separate room.
Yi'er was wearing a tight-fitting corset and shorts, standing straight on the spot.
Fang Hao took a soft ruler and measured her body size.
Originally, Fang Hao was not responsible for this matter, but with Yi'er's eyes full of tears, Fang Hao could only do the measurement.
"Yier, raise your arms."
Yi'er raised her snow-white arms, and Fang Hao passed the measuring tape from her back around her chest, making an indentation in her fullness.
"Master, loosen it a little, it's too tight." Yi'er said softly.
"Oh." Fang Hao relaxed the ruler a little and wrote down a number.
Then, Fang Hao continued to measure the size, measuring the waist and hip sizes one by one.
"Yier, your legs are out of proportion!" Fang Hao placed the ruler around his thigh again.
Yi'er's thighs are delicate and smooth, especially long and thin in proportion to her height.
If placed in the modern world, she would definitely outshine most female stars.
"Master, do you like those with short legs?" Yi'er asked softly, eyes wide.
"Huh? No, I like long ones."
Nonsense, of course I like long ones.
"Oh, that's good!" Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably happy.
Soon, Fang Hao finished measuring all the data.
It was Yi'er who followed Fang Hao's lead and measured the data from beginning to end.
After all measurements were taken, the two returned to the tailor shop and handed the data to Sawyer.
Let Sawyer make clothes for himself and Yi'er first. What other people in the channel need can only be pushed back first.
Finished patrolling the territory.
Fang Hao walked back to the lord's cabin. He was just about to lie down on the bed and use the state of divine presence to explore the map.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door again.
"Master, Bachelor Nelson has come out and wants to see you." Yi'er's voice sounded outside the door.
Nelson out?
It has been four or five days since Nelson entered the Organ Museum.
According to his own words, it was time to come out.
When he walked out of the lord's cabin, he saw Nelson standing there holding a staff, followed by a tall skeleton hero. (End of chapter)