"What!" As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked instantly.

They all looked at the old man and asked anxiously: "Is this true Mr. Battelle? Are you sure that the new weaving machine no longer requires sisal and linen?"

"Hey..." Seeing the reactions of these people, the old Mr. Battelle sighed helplessly, and said: "It's true. I heard this from a friend of mine. He belongs to the Duke of Rainer. A middle court minister!"

Hearing that, all the people present stopped talking, and they were silent in unison.

Suddenly, the middle-aged Russell said: "This is ridiculous. What kind of fabric does not require flax and sisal?"

"What's the matter!" Old Battelle shook his head and said, "Velvet, pearl yarn, these are not woven from sisal and linen!"

"But that's a luxury item!" Russell said in dissatisfaction.

"If they are also mass-produced, are they still luxury goods?" Old Battelle said coldly, looking at him.

Even if he wanted to refute it, Russell had to admit that the old Battelle was right. If the output is really enough for one piece, then its price will be reduced accordingly.

"So, what is that kind of shuttle weaving?"

"It's not clear, but it is definitely a huge blow for us!"

There was another silence.

After a while, Russell said: "The triple output is fake. Who knows if it is a scam the Duke of Rainer came up with to make money!"

"It's impossible!" Another person immediately retorted: "Not to mention whether Leiner Toolman will use his credit to make this bet, he is not short of money!"

"Crazy luxury sugar, absolutely indispensable steel, and various specialties in the north, as well as the recently frantically developed northern business. The Duke of Rainer cannot be short of money, so the spinning speed is three times faster. It won't be fake!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Roselle smiled strangely and said: "Perhaps what you said is right, but if we think it is false, he should be false!"

Battelle frowned subconsciously: "You mean..."

"Yes, respectable Mr. Battelle, we can make the real and the fake!"

The Twenty-five Years of the Empire December 30.

This is the last day of the empire's twenty-five years.

But on this day, a rumor began to spread uncontrollably and crazily throughout the entire northern border.

At this time, there are already more than 20 villages, and more than 4,000 people have received the flying shuttle distributed by Rainer.

"Have you heard? The flying shuttle sent by the Lord Duke is a lie. He wants us to destroy the old tools after getting this kind of tool that seems to increase the output of cloth, and then produce the cloth by ourselves, and make money for ourselves. profit!"

"But what I heard is not the case. I heard that it is because this fabric is woolen cloth, which requires wool to be woven, and the owner of the largest flock is Lord Duke. He wants to benefit from this."

Rumors began to spread among the residents, and they began to doubt the authenticity of Rainer's orders, but there were still a large number of residents who chose to believe their Lord Duke.

"Damn, Duke Rainer's reputation in the North is too high, many people are willing to believe him, we have to think of other ways!" Rosell said angrily, and the other five people also agreed. Nod.

"Dear sir, how do you sell this gadget? This seems to be a good toy, how about I buy a piece of copper?" a businessman said to the villager in front of him.

"This is a textile tool sent by Lord Duke. I can't sell it to you!" the villager said.

"Two coppers! Can't be higher!" The businessman stretched out two fingers, as if he had made some determination.

"Really if the price is higher, I will lose money! Two coppers are already the highest price I can give!"

"Take these two coppers to the tavern for a drink to make yourself happy. You must be very tired from working all day. Go and relax!"

The businessman spoke to the residents in front of him in a bewildering tone.

"Um... well, Mr. Merchant, maybe you are right!" the villager hesitated for a while and said.

"Deal?" The businessman stretched out his left hand.

"make a deal!"

Both parties gave a high five and the transaction was concluded immediately.

The merchant bought a flying shuttle at the price of two coppers, and within three days, more than two thousand flying shuttles left the villagers' hands one after another.

"My lord, there is one thing I must report to you!" Logan knocked on Rainer's study and whispered outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Rainer asked Logan as he opened the door.

"In the recent period of time, rumors about Fraxel have spread throughout the northern border. They believe that Fraxel cannot greatly increase the speed of weaving as you said, and that it is just a tool for you to earn money!"

Reiner, who was at his desk dealing with official duties, raised his head, frowned and looked at Logan.

"reason?"

"Sorry, Lord Duke, we haven't investigated it yet, but based on intelligence and the types of rumors, I guess this is not an unconscious discussion by the villagers, but more like someone spreading it with ulterior motives!"

"Oh?" Hearing Logan's words, Lena raised his brows slightly, and said with a smile but not a smile: "That's good, continue to investigate, there will be traces of existence, I really want to see who is behind it. !"

"Yes, Lord Duke! I will investigate as soon as possible behind the scenes. As long as they are exposed to the sun, no one can fight the great Northern Duke!"

"Very good!" Rainer nodded slightly: "Investigate the truth of the matter as soon as possible, the sooner the better!"

"As you wish my master!" Logan bowed and left the study.

After Logan left, Rainer leaned his back in the chair and began to think.

It is indeed worth pondering who is doing all this.

"Should the methods used be communicated so that they can taste the benefits?" Rainer felt that this must be on the agenda.

"Wait...maybe not for now..."

Thinking of this, Rainer shouted to the servant outside the door: "Call me Logan!"

"Is there anything else, Lord Duke?" Logan asked ~lightnovelpub.net~ Let your people monitor the residents' reaction to these rumors, and then report it to me! "Liner said gently, squeezing the table top.

"Uh... as you wish, Lord Duke!"

"If there is nothing wrong with you, then I will investigate first?"

Rainer nodded.

Yes, Leiner does not intend to directly convey the use of the shuttle to comfort the people as soon as possible.

A little flying shuttle couldn't make the Northern Territory become turbulent. He took advantage of this opportunity to see what he was like in the hearts of the residents of the Northern Territory.

This is related to Rainer's judgment of himself in the future.

In addition, he also hopes to be able to catch the behind-the-scenes pusher, otherwise, once it is proved that it has an extraordinary weaving speed, those who fear that the world will not be chaotic will shrink back and never show up again.