chsdbacks Chapter 867
Chapter 867
"For example, silk-spun Xiangyunsha is made of short silk and recycled short silk. Compared with other types of Xiangyunsha, its price and texture are at the bottom."
"And the fabric of Hualuo is called LV among silk fabrics. As the Luo among silk and satin, the weaving process is extremely complicated and sophisticated. Ordinary silk has eight threads while this one has nearly thirty threads."
"Not only is the warp and weft structure unique, but the adjacent warps are twisted to form twisted yarn holes. The unique twisted warp weaving method makes the Hualuo fabric feel softer than the silk-spun Xiangyunsha, and the texture is more transparent." Zheng Shaoyuan took out the Hualuo Xiangyunsha and gave it to Qin Mo and Tang Shiyi for popular science.
Qin Mo was a little surprised at Zheng Shaoyuan's professionalism, but he understood it after thinking about it. After all, he was the young master of this textile factory. When he was a child, he must have been caught by his father to make up for the knowledge. Then he asked: "So complicated?"
Zheng Shaoyuan smiled bitterly and nodded, "Brother Mo, now you know why this traditional textile skill is on the verge of extinction, right?"
Now all large textile factories are basically mechanized operations. Such complicated spinning skills are simply impossible to complete with machines alone, and because of the special weaving process, this skill requires a lot of time to cultivate, so the labor cost will undoubtedly be more than five times higher than mechanization.
It is completely thankless, so these traditional skills will be gradually abandoned.
Qin Mo showed a regretful expression on his face.
Tang Shiyi stepped forward and took a closer look at the flowered silk, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Can I touch it?"
Zheng Shaoyuan smiled generously and said: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? It's not a rare thing, of course you can."
Then he handed the flowered silk to Tang Shiyi, and Tang Shiyi was not polite. She was indeed very curious about this kind of fabric. She didn't know that there were so many types of silk before.
"Sister-in-law, you can pick it up and hold it against the light, so that you can discover the magic of this fabric." Zheng Shaoyuan suggested with a smile.
Tang Shiyi followed Zheng Shaoyuan's advice and touched it. The fabric was very soft and skin-friendly, and the texture on it was dense and sparse. She picked it up and looked at it against the sun. Under the reflection of the light, the pattern on the fabric was completely revealed, just like a painting on paper, which was amazing.
Qin Mo also became interested, stepped forward to take a closer look, and then couldn't help asking: "Is this fabric made by your father?"
Zheng Shaoyuan shook his head: "To be precise, it was made by my grandfather, and later my father added the finishing touch with the dyeing technique of Xiangyunsha."
"So that's the case." Qin Mo suddenly realized, and then his eyes lit up, and then asked: "Doesn't that mean that your old man not only masters the dyeing technique of Xiangyunsha, but also the weaving technique of Hualuo?"
Zheng Shaoyuan smiled and nodded, "That's right."
Qin Mo's smile became more and more intense, and he didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise.
Zheng Shaoyuan felt a little strange when he saw Qin Mo's smile, but he still suppressed his curiosity and didn't choose to ask.
"It's a bit beautiful." Tang Shiyi was a little surprised and couldn't let it go.
Zheng Shaoyuan showed a proud look on his face. After all, their family was considered a textile giant in his great-grandfather's generation. At that time, his great-grandfather's skill was famous in the whole village.
"Brother Mo, you are not just here to see the textile factory today, right?" Zheng Shaoyuan poured a cup of tea for Qin Mo and Tang Shiyi, and asked curiously after inviting them to sit down.
Qin Mo smiled and nodded, "There is indeed one more thing, I plan to come and ask you about it."
Zheng Shaoyuan drank a sip of tea, patted his chest and assured, "Brother Mo, if you need me, just tell me, I will definitely not refuse as long as I can do it."
Qin Mo couldn't help laughing and joked, "What if I say I want to buy your textile factory?"
Zheng Shaoyuan almost spit out a mouthful of tea when he heard Qin Mo's words. He had a confident expression just now, but now he was a little surprised, "Brother Mo, are you kidding?"
Qin Mo smiled and shook his head, "I'm not kidding, I do have this idea."
Zheng Shaoyuan's eyes became a little strange. It stands to reason that even if their textile factory, which is about to go bankrupt, really announced that it was for sale, it is estimated that no one would want to take over, not to mention that the current small textile factories are completely pits, whoever jumps in will regret it.
If his father hadn't insisted, he would have sold it long ago and transformed into other industries.
And he also knew Qin Mo's investment record in Tianfu. He basically never did a business that lost money. How could he not know the current situation of this factory?
Is this the taste of rich people?
Zheng Shaoyuan thought about it and explained awkwardly: "It seems that I really can't do this.After all, my father values this factory more than his life. He will probably give up only when the business can no longer be run."
"It doesn't matter. You can call your father first to ask." Qin Mo smiled calmly.
Seeing Qin Mo's insistence, Zheng Shaoyuan agreed and then went out to call his father.
Tang Shiyi came over and sat next to Qin Mo, looking at Qin Mo with some confusion, "Didn't you say you wanted to invest yesterday? How did it become an acquisition?"
"Whether it's an acquisition or an investment, you have to meet the director of this textile factory first before you talk." Qin Mo shrugged.
Tang Shiyi finally understood what Qin Mo meant and couldn't help muttering, "Cunning old fox."
When Qin Mo heard this title, his face was full of black question marks, and then he complained: "This is called negotiation tactics, okay!"
Tang Shiyi smiled secretly, "Okay, okay, you are not a cunning old fox, okay? "
Qin Mo: "..."
Why does it sound more sarcastic?
After a while, Zheng Shaoyuan came back from the office.
Qin Mo asked, "What do you mean?"
Zheng Shaoyuan spread his hands and explained, "My dad was stunned when he heard that someone wanted to buy this textile factory. I guess even he felt it was incredible, but he still said he would come over later."
"Is it really okay for you to complain about your dad behind his back?" Qin Mo laughed out loud when he heard Zheng Shaoyuan's explanation.
Tang Shiyi also smiled, good, good, there is another filial son in the world.
"But Brother Mo, are you really going to buy this factory?" Zheng Shaoyuan hesitated and asked.
Qin Mo was asked to laugh and cry, "Of course. "
Zheng Shaoyuan said that his CPU was a bit behind the times, and he really couldn't figure out the purpose of Qin Mo buying his textile factory, but after thinking about it, he kindly advised: "Now the factory can still make about one million yuan a year, but in two years it may be a negative asset. Although my husband is very likely not to sell it, I still think it's better not to sell it."
"Does your husband know that you are so straightforward?" Qin Mo couldn't help laughing.