When Master Cai spoke, the delicacies on the table suddenly became less fragrant.

President Weng immediately looked worried, and the two vice presidents Xu Liu also suffered from toothache and hissed and pumped the air conditioner.

"What, what's the dilemma?" Cai Guoxi's smile faded.

"My husband Zu Rong, of course it's okay to send someone to the city to talk. So what if I just go there in person?" President Weng said with a look of embarrassment: "But I'm afraid it will backfire."

"How do you say it?" Master Cai asked in a deep voice.

"When the other party wants to make a request, if you can satisfy it, of course everyone will be happy." Weng Sai smiled bitterly and said, "But what if you can't satisfy it? The other party will become even more angry and make the situation completely out of control."

"Hahaha, don't worry, the old president, I will not let you go empty-handed." Cai Guoxi waved his hand and said proudly: "I have already talked to Eunuch Li. Not only can I not charge the bad rules this year, but I can also be exempted forever in the future!"

"That's great!" The main business of Dongting Chamber of Commerce is the silk business, and several senior executives were delighted when they heard this.

The abominable vampire of the Weaver Bureau is not only satisfied with the simplest of specializing in the imperial court and the various textiles used by the government. It also extends its hands to the private silk weaving industry, and stipulates that each loom of the weaving households will collect three cents of silver per month. After producing silk, each piece of silk must be charged five cents of silver, otherwise it will not be sold.

The incident this time was caused by the Weaver Bureau collecting money from the weaver households.

Priest Cai seized the handle of Eunuch Li, and after a harsh voice and terror, he finally nodded, and he was spared all the bad rules in exchange for civil servants not to throw him out as a scapegoat.

Anyway, this is the case, he can't even do it in Suzhou, so there is no loss...

As for whether the successor weaving eunuch would curse, Eunuch Li had to stop hearing it and pretend that nothing was left.

In this way, each piece of silk would save a piece of money and the merchants were of course happy.

But the fundamental problem still cannot be solved...

Every wrinkle on President Weng's face reads powerless: "The government is kind and kind, and the citizens will definitely appreciate this love. But the distance is satisfying them, I'm afraid it's still far."

"Oh?" Master Cai said with a look of expression: "It sounds like President Weng seems to understand the real demands of those rioters?"

"Suzhou City is the foundation of Dongting Chamber of Commerce. I have been anxious these days." President Weng looked at his son beside him and said, "I have asked Weng Fan to touch the situation, and I have a general understanding."

"Please give me advice, brother Weng." Cai Guoxi turned to Weng Fandao.

"Don't dare." Weng Fan replied seriously: "I'm not hiding my husband's ancestors. Apart from those bandits who took advantage of the situation, the vast majority of citizens who made trouble are because they have no jobs, are idle and are dissatisfied, so they will make trouble with them."

"Yes, Suzhou citizens have no permanent property, and most of them rely on workmanship to make a living. Once they are unemployed, the whole family will have no food and clothing. There are too many people who have been unemployed in recent months. This is also the reason why this riot is more fierce than usual." Vice President Xu Zhixiang and Xu, who were on the side, also echoed.

"Then let them resume work." Chen Tongzhi, who was sitting by the side, seemed to have caught the vital point and immediately started yelling.

But I saw the big businessmen looking at him with a wry smile, as if they were watching a joke.

"If people can resume work, why don't they make money?" Cai's prefect glanced at Chen Tongzhi and told him not to yell. Then he asked Weng Sao with a smile: "Will the riot be settled quickly as long as the work resumes?"

"Yes." Weng Sa nodded and said, "If the Mansion Master can help solve the problem, our Dongting Chamber of Commerce will ensure that citizens will go back to their own homes."

"Where is that difficulty?" Master Cai asked in a deep voice.

"The loom will not turn." Weng Zai replied word by word, and then explained:

"My husband and ancestors naturally know that our Suzhou is known to be prosperous in all industries, but the silk weaving industry is the real foundation. There are 30,000 looms in the city, and there are no less than 200,000 weaving workers, embroidery workers, dyeing workers, etc. The rise and fall of other industries and even the entire Suzhou city are closely related to the looms."

"Yes, as long as the buzzing sound of the loom continues, no matter how big the matter is in Suzhou, it will be nothing. If the loom stops turning, it will become a big deal." Vice President Xu continued another sentence, still very expressive.

"Then how can I make the loom turn?" Master Cai asked.

"We need the silk merchants from our chamber of commerce to lend silk to the weaver." Vice President Xu replied.

"Do you have no silk?" Priest Cai guessed.

"We have silk." Vice President Xu said, and glanced at Liu Zhengqi who was silent on the side with anger:

"Thank you to Vice President Liu, the high-priced silk we collected last year has not been used up this year. This year's new silk is even more useless."

"It turns out that the problem lies with you!" Chen Tongzhi immediately changed his face and said, "You are trying to make trouble, right?"

This time, Priest Cai did not stop Chen Tongzhi, and it was obvious that he also saw it this way.

"Stop being angry. Vice President Xu didn't explain the way the silk weaving industry operates." Weng Fan cursed Xu Zhixiang inwardly. If this guy didn't talk about it well, he insisted on turning a corner and stabbing Liu Zhengqi, which made everyone unable to hold on.

"Then you just want to make it clear." Master Cai scooped a spoonful of dried shreds and chewed them carefully.

"Yes. Because most weaving households have limited funds, they are unable to afford the expensive price of raw silk. So they will borrow raw silk from our chamber of commerce and repay it with a certain amount of silk after the production is completed. This can greatly reduce the burden on weaving households and promote the vigorous development of our Suzhou silk weaving industry."

"I borrowed silk, and the silk came back, which was so cost-effective." Master Cai swallowed the food in his mouth and asked in confusion: "Then why didn't you lend it?"

"Because our silk can't be sold anymore." Weng Fan said bitterly: "To be honest, the sales of silk this year are extremely poor, less than half of previous years. Our curriculum is full of raw silk that cannot be borrowed and unsold silk, but the funds on hand are basically bottomed out."

"Yes, Fu Zun." President Weng nodded with pain and said, "Silk farmers, silk clubs, weavers, weavers, and our Dongting Chamber of Commerce are grasshoppers on a rope. Sikk farmers can't eat food, silk club weavers can't start a job, and we can't make money."

"So when the market is not good, we always would rather make less money by ourselves. Even if we lose a little, we should let the silk farming and silk clubs and weavers survive."

President Weng sighed in a voice: "But this time, we really can't hold on. They just don't make money, and we all have to lose all our money - those precious raw silks are collected from real money!"

"My husband and ancestor should still remember the battle of raw silk in the last year." Xu Zhixiang complained again: "At that time, due to a mistake in judgment, we collected too many raw silk at a very high price. Many of our colleagues not only exhausted their wealth, but also borrowed debts."

"I thought I could only get rid of the condom and blood until this year, but who would have thought that sales plummeted again?" Vice President Xu said with a depressed look on his face: "It's really like a house leaking and raining, and the broken boat is in the forefront. Our Chamber of Commerce can't hold on anymore."

"If you can't hold on, you must persist!" Prefect Cai put down the ice porcelain bowl heavily and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to cry for poverty. All families grit their teeth and lend the silk to the weavers to start work quickly and solve the chaos in front of them first!"
Chapter completed!