In addition to internal consumption, the main direction of the cotton spinning industry, which adopts new textile tools and process operations, is to earn foreign exchange through exports.

While waiting for the homegrown cotton to ripen, merchants on the Castile market smuggled in large quantities of cotton from the warm south to export the processed cotton cloth. The profit difference was used to buy the necessities of life such as livestock, salt, and raw materials such as coal and cotton—a primitive and imperfect cycle, but one in which the elves experienced wonderful satisfaction with the enormous profits.

There are always two sides to the story, with the smiles of the elves on the obverse and the mottled blood and tears and faint sorrow of the Argent Toraton cotton weavers on the reverse.

More!Wider!Lighter!Sturdier!And the price is only a quarter of the market price!!Mother Goddess corroborates!!This day is not going to be lived!!!!!!

Of course, the actual situation is not exaggerated, but after witnessing the picture of the horse-drawn carriages and merchants scrambling to grab the new cotton cloth, the workshop owners instinctively foresaw that if they did not do something, the business would sooner or later cease, and then they should roll up the bed and get out.

The seniors of the industry quickly mobilized all the resources at hand and began to act, mobilizing their connections to encourage sellers to boycott cheap and inferior products from foreign bastards, and telling their textile workers that allowing the sweatshops of slave laborers with [inhumane working conditions] and "extremely low wages" to become large would crush all the old workshops, and everyone would lose their jobs! and reported it to the Church, asking the clergy who served the Mother Goddess Marfa to punish and punish heretics who used evil magic.

The owners could not tolerate a foreign bastard touching their cheese, and in order to defeat a new competitor, the workshops with which they had bad relations in the past were unanimous.

The Provisional Alliance did their best, but they did not reap the desired results, and each of these measures was frustrated without exception.

The sellers, who usually get along with each other, completely forget that their birthplace is Agen Toraton, and they pat their chests and promise that they will not buy that new cotton, but in order to smooth out the losses caused by the price difference, they hope that the price will drop to at least a third of what it used to be.

[Otherwise, we won't be able to live our lives.] 】

The sellers spread their hands with bitter faces, as if they were going to close tomorrow.

Third!

The workshop owners tried to strangle these shameless people a hundred times, this is a robbery! Naked robbery by fire! The price dropped to one-third of the original price, which means that every workshop can not make a profit by working hard! And the price is still more expensive than the new cotton cloth!

[Profiteers!]

Constantly blaming the seller in their hearts, the workshop owners with a bitter smile on their faces held back their indignation and grief in order to kill the bastard who brought this qiē, and accepted the shipping price that was no different from suicide.

The workshop owners gritted their teeth and returned to the workshop to drown their new competitors with cotton yarn and cotton cloth, but before they could start gearing up, a bad news almost knocked them to the ground.

The price of cotton has risen.

The price of cotton has risen, it has risen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Since the beginning of spring, a group of unidentified guys have been rushing to buy cotton. Cotton, which was already in short supply, was in short supply because of this explosive rush to buy. Cotton farmers and cotton merchants are not enthusiastic volunteers engaged in charity, let alone fools who do not understand the market. The price of cotton has been constantly refreshed, and in just one week, the price of even the cheapest inferior cotton has doubled.

Many guys who smelled the wrong smell gave up their plans to continue, and it was extremely reluctant to endure the situation of having no money to make, and operating at a loss completely exceeded the bottom line of patience. They quit the temporary alliance one after another, and began to work on ending their respective businesses, preparing to start over in a different place. ...,

The more determined mill owners tried to hold on, but the textile workers undermined the efforts of their respective bosses - protests, labor disputes, passive sabotage, and small strikes began to appear.

Some terrible rumors began to circulate among the weavers: "the bosses are ready to reduce the wages of the weavers in order to fight the price, to offset the increase in cotton prices", "to reduce expenses, they are ready to lay off workers", "the bosses are ready to take all the money - including everyone's salaries and flee......

In order to protect their interests, the weavers decided to have a good talk with their bosses.

Until a mutually acceptable outcome is negotiated, the workshop can no longer be counted on. As for the [mutually acceptable result] - the employees expressed the hope that they would be able to negotiate before the workshop completely closed, and before that, the bosses would have to spin the yarn themselves.

At this point, no one has the energy to bring up the price war anymore.

But that's not all.

The reaction of the church and ordinary people became the last straw that broke the nerves of the bosses, hoping that [their own people] would be able to pull them out of the current predicament because of the good relations and common beliefs that have been built up over the years.

It's still the same.

Fail.

This time there was not even a splash, and the bosses of the cotton textile industry were so defeated that they could not find the north.

Thirty small silver coins of Petit.Ecu were in their pockets, and the clergy who had added new and precious blue and white porcelain to their dwellings declared categorically: "In the name of the mother goddess Marfa, the new cotton cloth has nothing to do with magic. The Maker is an upright Christian, not a heretic. 】

The common people, who were guaranteed by the church, immediately rushed to buy new cotton cloth of good quality and at a low price. When the only ideological barrier is removed, customers who know how to save money can't find any reason to turn down a more competitive product.

From the beginning, Li Lin's competitors in the cotton spinning industry had no chance of winning.

The conditions necessary to resist cheap commodities - the bi-party government, the political donation, the Senate in the Senate, the lobby outside the court, the trade unions that control the vast number of votes, the propaganda of the ideological firewall, the unscrupulous prostitutes who wash the floor with money, the financial hegemony that can ransack the world, the military bases that are everywhere......

The workshop owners did not possess the necessary conditions and capabilities for the protectionist powers (which claimed to be "the staunchest believers and protectors of free trade") to erect trade barriers, and the resistance of the small workshop owners was nothing to mention in the face of Li Lin's combined offensive of buying cheap goods and money and spreading all kinds of rumors.

A third of the cotton cloth market in the Argent-Torathon region is occupied by textile machinery that works in three shifts around the clock in the Niflheim Valley, and the results of three months have been eye-catching to both elves and humans, and would have been even more exaggerated if it had not been for the distribution of labour and the upper limit of cotton production.

Fortunately, Li Lin's dumping attack also brought a side gift, and the labor problem was slightly alleviated.

The overturned workshop owners have chosen to ignore the lessons they have learned for a variety of reasons, and have made the stupidest decision of all the stupid ones to win the championship.

Unwilling to fail or with ulterior motives, the millers exhausted their last deposits, hired bandits or personally followed the wagons carrying the cotton cloth. The plan was to find out where they were produced, to attack and burn the abominable looms that had ruined their lives and careers, or to get their hands on them and make copies of them, so that the shriveled purse could be puffed up again.

The ideas of the workshop owners are very full and beautiful, but the reality is skinny like a toothpick.

The defense and monitoring system set up by Li Lin is not impregnable, but it is not a rag that laymen can come and go freely. ...,

In addition to making more rational adjustments to the elves' original reconnaissance system, it also added Nidhogg and Wally's aerial reconnaissance of the Demon Goshawk in shifts, with its own thermal radiation, electromagnetic waves, infrared and other means of full-field scanning. A few humans who thought they were approaching silently were as dazzling as cockroaches crawling on snow-white cream cakes. In order to solve the labor shortage and enforce the rule of "no work, no food", the Neflheim Forced Labor Camp welcomed new guests in addition to serfs bought from outside......

Mining, sorting, grinding, handling, watering, fertilizing, picking...... All kinds of heavy, low-skilled and potentially dangerous work is entrusted to human laborers. The laborers fully realized their goal of diving into the valley, seeing the instruments and their secrets that they had been thinking about day and night, and getting a job that was unpaid, and who sooner or later had been called by the grace of the Mother God in the extreme state of 12 hours of intense work due to an occupational disease filled with dangerous particles.

The production of porcelain, another staple product, has remained unchanged, but the craze for porcelain has begun to spread rapidly, and the sales price of porcelain has increased exponentially, thanks to the tireless pursuit of luxury goods by the human aristocracy and the natural blessing of vassal elegance for fine works of art. The sale of porcelain in exchange for a large number of gold coins effectively supported the development of the cotton spinning industry and the development of the dumping war.

Fine porcelain stands behind the cotton cloth – the Niflheim textile industry is not alone. The workshop owners who were cheated to the point that they didn't even know their father lost unjustly. There's no money for you to play a price war.

The elves, including the emir patriarchs, once again began to explore ways to accelerate the scale of porcelain production, and various constructions emerged one after another, ranging from a 20-hour workday, reduced food rations for laborers, and corporal punishment for failing to meet targets, to large-scale human trafficking, ambushes and kidnappings on roads, and planned and organized attacks on human villages to capture young and strong laborers...... There's nothing wrong with the enthusiasm fueled by real money, but the remarkable plan isn't very feasible and will attract a large number of human armies. The reason why it would be such a huge contrast to the cautious style of the elves before...... I'm afraid it can only be said that in the face of monopoly and huge profits, everyone has become a little fearless, even lawless.