Before Mao day the next day, the street in front of Linji Buzhuang was already bustling.

When Qian Anbang arrived, there was nothing on the scene except people, and there was not even a textile machine.

The corners of his mouth curled up, with a hint of sarcasm, "It's Mao Shi, and Lin Jiuniang is really calm. By this time, it hasn't appeared, and even the loom has not been delivered. Are you planning to give up the competition?"

"Hehe, twenty-five people, twenty-five looms, I'm very curious, how many she has gathered."

Manager Qian shook his head expressionlessly, "It's not over yet, no one knows what will happen. Second Young Master should be patient and wait."

Qian Anbang pulled the corner of his mouth and glanced at the other person with disdain.

He knew that this old guy had always looked down on him because he was a concubine, including other people from the Qian family.

This time, he must let the rest of the Qian family look up to him.

Also, I didn’t expect that the people of Anle Town were so rich that the gambling market he opened had a gambling money of 100,000 taels in just one night.

Thinking of the various honors that he brought to himself after today's end, Qian Anbang's heart suddenly became drifty.

This is fame and fortune.

It was at this moment that Lin Jiuniang came on a horse and yawning.

And behind her was nothing.

Qian Anbang was happy and raised his eyebrows, "Lin Jiuniang, are you going to give in?"

"Give up?"

Lin Jiuniang shook her head, "Second Young Master, I didn't give in to the word "success" in the dictionary. You just like to worry."

Qian Anbang choked, who is worried about you?

The corner of his mouth tugged, and a sarcasm appeared on his face, "It's almost time, the textile machine, female worker, there is no raw material here. You are not trying to admit defeat, what is it?

Lin Jiuniang, if you want to give it to me, then I will accept it with a smile.”

Lin Jiuniang looked at him like an idiot, "Second Master, everyone said you're thinking too much.

Look at your confident look, I feel embarrassed to slap you in the face, really.

But, sorry, I made you happy.”

Lin Jiuniang curled her lips and, under the other party's surprise gaze, she said loudly, "Men in Anle Village, don't work yet, when do you want to wait?"

"yes!"

A loud sound came from the crowd, and then everyone quickly walked into the next yard. When they came out again, they all held some strange-shaped wood in their hands.

As soon as these things were released, Carpenter Zhang took his apprentices to quickly assemble them.

The sound of knocking and beating resounded throughout the scene.

Qian Anbang's face turned red, this damn woman.

"Are you very disappointed?" Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows and said teasingly, "I have said it, please don't panic and be calm. If you don't listen, you will be slapped in the face."

"Also, I have been watching my store for a day and a night and found nothing. Do you feel like you have lost a lot?"

"I didn't tell you, did I rent the yard next to you as a warehouse? Remember to keep an eye on the next door, ha!"

Qian Anbang's face was twisted, "Don't be proud."

His eyes fell on the pile of materials, and a sarcasm ejaculated at the corner of his mouth, "You don't even have twenty-five pieces of cloth, how can you complete sixty pieces of cloth?"

"I see no more than ten of these accessories."

"Tsk tsk, it's going to be a slap in the face," Lin Jiuniang gave him a look sympathetically, "Don't underestimate the few accessories, there are eleven looms."

Qian Anbang's face twisted slightly, then he was calm and the news was indeed accurate.

My heart was very calm and I snorted coldly in my heart. Lin Jiuniang saw how you died this time!

Qian, who had always had a tense face, was hung up when he heard her say there were only eleven looms, and then he would return to his original position.

Even if you don’t sleep, you can’t weave sixty pieces of cloth from morning to night.

What's more, time is just five hours, you'll definitely win.

Lin Jiuniang was not angry either and kept smiling and letting Qian Anbang ridicule him.

Tsk tsk, now he screams more fiercely, and when he slapped his face for a while, that's what makes him feel good.

As the first textile machine was assembled, Qian Anbang, who was very clamoring, became quiet.

He looked at Lin Jiuniang with a strange look, "Is this your textile machine?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Lin Jiuniang was innocent.

Qian Anbang ignored her and looked at Qian Manager, "Have you seen it?"

Manager Qian shook his head, "I have never seen it."

Qian Anbang calmly and snorted coldly, "Don't think you can win if you make a weird thing. Don't be naive. Let me tell you, Lin Jiuniang, you can't win me."

"Yeah?"

Lin Jiuniang chuckled, "Since you are so confident, why are you nervous?"

"Who is nervous?"

"Just not be nervous," Lin Jiuniang smiled meaningfully, and asked Carpenter Zhang and others to move faster, and asked Gu Liu to invite Wu Tianci. After all, the time is almost over, and he is an intermediary and a witness, so he got it.

When Wu Tianci was invited, eleven looms were just assembled.

Under Mu Juan's leadership, ten female workers have also been in place.

But when they saw this loom that was different from the past, they were panicked.

"Miss Lin, we have never used this loom, no," Mu Juan's face crawled with worries.

Others also agreed and couldn't use it.

The people around were in an uproar, no, they didn't know how to use this loom, so how can they compete?

Even Wu Tianci couldn't help frowning. What kind of tricks were Lin Jiuniang playing? Her female worker wouldn't use this loom, and she would dare to bet on this with others?

Qian Anbang said coldly from the side, "Lin Jiuniang, you might as well give up directly.

I can't even use the machine, so how can I weave the cloth? Are you trying to give me something in disguise?

You can just give it to me, there is no need to waste this time, really."

"Send it to you?" Lin Jiuniang sneered, "It's better to daydream less.

Who told you that you must be skilled female workers to weave good quality cloth?

I'll show you today that people who use this kind of loom for the first time can also quickly weave good cloth."

Qian Anbang looked sarcastic, "Lin Jiuniang, just keep bragging, why don't you brag about the cow to heaven?"

Manager Qian shook his head with disagreement, "Miss Lin, don't say such big talk, this is impossible!

I have been in this industry for decades. The first time people who use textile machines can't weave cloth on the first day."

"That's your perception, not my Lin Jiuniang," Lin Jiuniang's face showed a hint of arrogance, "I, Lin Jiuniang, said I, can, if I can!"

Manager Qian was stunned and looked at Lin Jiuniang with a blank look. Seeing her confident look, she suddenly felt that what she said was true.

As soon as this thought came out, the previous uneasiness emerged again.

Qian Anbang didn't have this idea. He mocked Lin Jiuniang in all kinds of ways, and even put down his harsh words, saying that she could weave fifty pieces of cloth with just these eleven weaving machines, which was considered her win!

"Young Master!"

Manager Qian's face changed and he quickly stopped him.

Qian Anbang looked at him coldly, "Why, do you think her one piece can weave five pieces of cloth in five hours?"

Although Manager Qian also thinks it is impossible, he still thinks it is better to be cautious.

After all, there is a saying in this town that "Lin Jiuniang has a miracle" circulating. What if Lin Jiuniang creates a miracle again?

"Haha, the second young master is proud, but no need," Lin Jiuniang chuckled:

"Second Master, you just need to wait for the slap in the face! Don't worry, it won't hurt too much!"
Chapter completed!