Chang An, who was accompanying him, was worried that Min Tingke would not be able to stand it, and kept slapping the fan hard behind him.

The fan was also hot air.

Min Tingke whispered, "Forget it, stop slapping, take a break."

Chang'an hurriedly said, "I'm not tired."

Min Tingke smiled, "You are not tired, but I'm tired when I look at it. Please sit down and rest for a while so that my eyes can calm down."

Chang An then stepped aside.

Min Tingke sat in a simple straw shed built by a cotton farmer next to the cotton field. Although he was wearing only a thin silk gown, he was still sweating profusely at this moment.

This ghost weather... is really unbearable.

The shopkeeper who followed the cotton farmer to check the cotton quickly walked back in the scorching sun and said happily, "Sixth Master! It is indeed a rare good cotton, with excellent quality. The cotton cloth produced with such cotton must be the first-class. Although I have indeed struggled a little on the road, it is very worth it."

Min Tingke nodded when he heard the sound, "That's good, I finally didn't take this trip in vain."

The cotton farmer stood carefully outside the straw shed, and Min Tingke called him in and asked, "How many acres of cotton do you have in total?"

The main road of cotton farmers, "It's a little over five hundred acres."

Five hundred acres...

Still less.

Min Tingke said, "It's better. I want all 500 acres of cotton. Do you still know other cotton farmers? I have to collect at least 1,000 acres of cotton."

One thousand five hundred acres?

The cotton farmer couldn't help but look at him.

Although he is very noble, he still makes people doubt.

Besides, Xinjiang is far away, but I don’t know whether the Min family and Bai family in Shanghai... shouldn’t this group of people be liars, right?

The cotton farmer asked, "What do you want so much cotton to do?"

Min Tingke smiled slightly, "Of course it's useful for me, and we have to establish a document and ask your government to be a witness. In the next five years, all the 500 acres of cotton under your hands will have to be sold to me, and they cannot be resold to others. If you break the contract in the middle, you will have to pay half of the price. Is it feasible?"

When the cotton farmer heard him speak well, he put away his underestimation, "It's OK, but I have to get a deposit before I can pick cotton for you. Moreover, when your people come to collect cotton, they must pay the remaining balance, otherwise I can't let you take away the cotton."

It is normal for the first time to cooperate, be cautious.

Min Tingke could understand, and he said happily, "No problem, but the person who came to pick up the cotton at that time is not me. I will arrange another manager. When can you pick this batch of cotton?"

The cotton farmer thought for a while, "I have to wait until mid-October."

In the middle of the year... I was delayed for a while on the road and successfully transported to Tianjin. It was about the end of November. At that time, the matter of machine weaving and layout should be settled, just in time.

Min Tingke nodded, "This is fine. When picking cotton, you might as well find more people. I will pay half of the labor for you. You must pick all the cotton on time. If you are not allowed to miss me later."

Is there such a good thing?

The cotton farmer said in confusion, "Do you pay me for it?"

Min Tingke said, "It's just the first year. When everything is sorted out next year, I won't care about these little things."

The cotton farmer smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry, I will pick all the cotton for you this year according to the day." He thought for a while and said, "As for other cotton farmers, I know a few more people. The cotton has not been sold. Do you want to see you too?"

Min Tingke said, "Of course it's good, but the price may not be the same as you, so don't say anything later. We'll negotiate the price yourself, okay?"

The cotton farmer agreed happily, "Don't worry, I still understand these rules."

He soon found three cotton farm owners.

These three people came anxiously when they heard that some people wanted to buy cotton. Although the quality of local cotton was good, because the journey was long, they either had no buyers or kept the price very low. Whenever they picked cotton, the cotton farmers were worried and rushed over. But when they saw that the other party was a half-aged child, they felt a chill and thought they were fooled.

One of them said unhappily, "Why are you kidding like this?"

The cotton farmer said, "Who is joking with you? This noble man from Shanghai, his surname is Min."

Some of these three people have been to Shanghai, and naturally they have heard of the Min family. He immediately widened his eyes, "You... are you Mr. Min Liu?"

Min Tingke didn't expect his name to spread so far, and he couldn't help but feel proud, "It's me, have we met before?"

The man smiled and said, "How could a person like me have the opportunity to meet you? The Min family is very famous, so I naturally know. Meeting you today is also a blessing in life, and you can close your eyes even if you die."

This is a bit exaggerated.

With the reputation of the Min family, the subsequent business negotiations went very smoothly. Min Tingke sent Chang An to come forward, and made a note with a few cotton farmers, and went to the local government to testify. Even if the matter was finalized.

After paying the deposit, the cotton farmers finally returned to their positions with their hearts, rushing to invite the God of Wealth to their homes.

It was hard to refuse the kindness, so Min Tingke had to follow the one at the beginning and went home.

Xinjiang people are the most hospitality. Every time there is a distinguished guest visiting, they will have all the hospitality.

Min Tingke ate fresh melons and grapes, and couldn't help but whisper to Chang An, "The fruits and fruits are sweeter than honey. Brother Zhi will definitely like them. It would be great if he could bring some back. I'm afraid that this thing will rot on the road without putting it in.

Chang An was stunned when he heard this.

When the Sixth Master went out, the first thing he thought of was not the master, wife, or the old lady Min whom he respected the most, but the young master of the third room...

Does this mean that the relationship between the two people has improved beyond their imagination?

His face changed so much that he didn't dare to say anything.

Bai Rongxuan, who was cared about by Min Tingke, was focused on her heart, and only thought about her little nephew whom she had not met. Although she didn't know what she looked like, as soon as she thought of being someone else's aunt, she was so happy that she was about to make a sound, and she wanted to move all the best things in the world to her nephew back.

She had just left the shop of the third bedroom and couldn't find anything funny. She was hesitating whether to go to the Min family shop. When she looked up, she saw a familiar figure walking by the side of the road.

It was Shu Xin whom he met with Guan Bozhou a few days ago.

Bai Rongxuan met without thinking, "Ms. Shu!"

Shu Xin stopped, turned around and met her gaze, and said with a smile, "Young Master Bai, why are you here?"

He was extremely kind and even remembered himself.

Bai Rongxuan said, "I'll buy some things for my family. Where are you?"

Shu Xin smiled and said frankly, "I want to go to the city government."

government?

Bai Rongxuan was stunned and asked instinctively, "What are you going there to do?"

As soon as she said that, she felt that it was inappropriate.

After all, I only meet Shu Xin once, and asking too deeply can easily cause misunderstandings.

Fortunately, Shu Xin didn't think much and said lightly, "Mayor Guan has invited me, do I dare not go? I guess it's my little sister's business, so there should be a conclusion."

It seems that I have guessed the result, so I act so calmly.

Bai Rongxuan didn't know what words to comfort her. After thinking for a long time, she could only ask, "How is your mother's body?"

Shu Xin was stunned, "Fortunately, I have been taking medicine."

The atmosphere became colder again.

Shu Xin smiled slightly, "I'll leave first, I'll invite you to your house someday."

Bai Rongxuan said, "I'll ask the carriage to take you there. It's hot weather, don't walk in the sun. What should I do if I have heatstroke?"

Shu Xin shook her head, "No, I like to walk. I feel at ease when I walk with my own feet. I have obtained your feelings."
Chapter completed!