Duan Daxiong didn't know why Duan Wenjun suddenly had so many strange things in his mind.
But when he saw Duan Wenjun talking happily about how to promote the Duan Family Restaurant, he felt extremely happy.
Although he didn't understand the new words Duan Wenjun said, such as set meals, takeout, chain operations, from offline to online...
But he listened very fascinatedly, and what his son said seemed to make sense.
If Qiu Yun was still alive, she would definitely like these ideas proposed by her son.
Moreover, what his son said seemed to be somewhat similar to the things Qiuyun had made before.
It's just that what my son said seemed more comprehensive and more remarkable.
It's normal for a son to look like his mother.
They all seem to enjoy tinkering with this kind of stuff.
However, Qiuyun may be more pragmatic than his son.
She would keep an eye on all her thoughts, no matter how small or small. Unlike her son, who only relied on words and relied on others to do everything else.
However, he is still only nineteen years old. He has been a playboy for so many years and has just lost his temper and is a little more impetuous, which is understandable.
Thinking of this, Duan Daxiong's face suddenly showed a happy smile.
If these plans of my son are to be implemented, there are still too many things to consider.
But if he wants to do some trouble later, he must do it by himself and just watch from behind.
His son suddenly had so many ideas, and his analysis was very clear. Perhaps this was the talent Qiu Yun had mentioned before.
Qiu Yun said that talent is a thing given by God and is an innate ability.
Perhaps the son was born with this ability.
Even if you haven't shown it before, it doesn't mean you don't have it, but it's whether you are willing or not...
In a blink of an eye, the setting sun shone in through the window.
By the time Duan Wenjun finished talking about how he would one day open branches of Duanjia Restaurant throughout Dashun, the entire Duanjia Fort had already fallen into darkness.
The old butler Gu Hongfu came in and lit the lights in the room. Mo Shoucheng leaned on a chair in the corner and closed his eyes, wondering if he fell asleep.
Duan Wenjun suddenly felt that he had talked too much, and looked at Duan Daxiong in front of him: "Dad, I have said so much, can you understand?"
"I understand, but I don't understand!" Duan Daxiong smiled, "But that's not important. It's good to have you here. The great cause of making our Duan family restaurants flourish all over the world rests on your shoulders."
"Dad, I'm not kidding you, I'm telling the truth." Duan Wenjun said seriously, looking at Duan Daxiong's smiling face.
"Wenjun, dad is not joking with you!" Duan Daxiong also became serious, "I told Uncle Gu and Uncle Zhang yesterday that you can have the final say on how to adjust the Duan family's business in the future. Whether it's Duanjiabao's or Wangjiang's... Also, if you want to use the money on the books and how you want to use it, just tell the accountant."
Uncle Zhang, named Zhang Yuhen, is the old butler of Wangjiang Duan Mansion.
However, when Duan Wenjun heard this, he suddenly felt bad.
My original intention is just to see that fat daddy is working too hard for the Duan family, and I will give you some ideas so that you can quickly restore the Duan family's strength!
Only when the Duan family has money can they live a good life.
Read books every day, travel to the mountains, play in the water, and be a leisurely young master...
"Wenjun, dad is old..." Duan Daxiong leaned on his chair and sighed longly, "Will this family be handed over to you sooner or later?"
"Old, old bastard! A man stands at thirty, and he is not confused at forty. Aren't you just forty?" Duan Wenjun interrupted him directly. "A man is forty-one flowers. Dad, you are the charming and charming one." It’s time to drip!”
"A man has forty-one flowers?" Duan Daxiong was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
This metaphor of son is really strange!
Man, can you use flowers to describe you? Still pretty and charming...
But thinking about it, it seems that even though I am forty, I am not particularly old, am I...
"By the way, you must not have come to Duanjiabao in such a hurry just to tell me about this wine shop, right?" Suddenly, Duan Daxiong changed the topic and asked.
"By the way, I almost forgot what I was going to do this time!" Duan Wenjun slapped his head, "Dad, I want to buy some more piglets to raise on our farm."
"Piglet?" Duan Daxiong was surprised when he heard this. "This pork is not delicious, it is very smelly. Isn't the meat of the cows and sheep raised on our farm more delicious?"
"Actually, pork is very delicious, but people nowadays don't raise pigs in the right way." Duan Wenjun frowned. "I want to raise some pigs on our farm and do an experiment."
"The method of raising pigs is wrong?" Duan Daxiong smiled. "For thousands of years, our ancestors have raised pigs this way. Could it be that this method is still wrong?"
Duan Wenjun didn't want to argue with Duan Daxiong, so he smiled and said, "I'm just trying to do an experiment! If I don't do an experiment, how can I know if there is any chance of improvement?"
"I said, no matter how you want to mess with the family's business and property, just go ahead and mess with it. I won't interfere." Duan Daxiong smiled and nodded, "Since you're here already, don't do that. It’s time to go back to Wangjiang. Anyway, there’s nothing going on there. I’ll go to the winery and Nanpo these days to see if there’s any room for improvement. After all, these are your ideas. I’ll feel relieved if you take a closer look. .”
"Okay! Listen to dad!" Duan Wenjun smiled.
Duan Wenjun settled down in Duanjiabao. In fact, he was also worried about things here.
After all, many things here are just a direction given by his mouth, but they have to rely on themselves to implement it.
Human thinking determines human actions.
I have given you the framework, but if these people cannot get out of their original thinking, the effect will not be very good.
Although he was still worried about the pepper seedlings in the backyard, which were his treasures, with Duan Xiaoxing watching over them, nothing should go wrong.
Duan Wenjun became extremely busy.
The next morning, after morning exercise, he took Mo Shoucheng to the papermaking workshop and talked a lot about papermaking with Liu Yuxuan.
Although mulberry paper has not been researched yet, Liu Yuxuan said that he already has some ideas.
What surprised Duan Wenjun even more was that Liu Yuxuan also had some ideas about how to use wood pulp to make paper, and he discussed them with Duan Wenjun a lot.
Of course, this is still a very rough idea. If we really want to realize wood pulp papermaking, we will definitely have to go through countless experiments.
Anyway, this matter cannot be rushed.
However, Liu Yuxuan seemed to be more anxious than him...
These days, the Duanjia Papermaking Workshop not only makes hemp paper, but also produces hard yellow paper.
Although they have no intention of selling these hard yellow papers, at least Duanjiabao and Wangjiang Duanfu can use new paper.
The only thing that makes Duan Wenjun a little regretful is that although the hard yellow paper is smooth, there is a layer of wax on it, which is too slippery and not suitable for wiping buttocks...
It seems that I have to hold on with the hemp paper for the time being.
After leaving the paper mill, they went to the wine shop again when the sun was rising.
Duan Daxiong happened to be there, and Li San was reporting to him.
At this moment, the winery has expanded three to four times its original size. Many areas have not yet been completed, and dozens more workers have been recruited.
Moreover, there is a larger open space outside, and Duan Daxiong is also planning to include him in the winery.
Duan Daxiong felt that since the business of Duan's wine shop was good, it would be natural for the wine shop to be bigger.
Of course, before these people started working, Duan Daxiong asked them to sign a deed of sale and become domestic slaves of the Duan family.
In Duan Daxiong's words, only in this way can we truly grasp these people and avoid leaking the secrets here.
House slaves, as long as they are sold under the contract, their lives belong to the Duan family.
Of course, except for Li San and the other two master chefs, the brewing method of Shaodaozi is almost inaccessible to other workers.
Duan Wenjun still understands Duan Daxiong's caution even though he is sailing the ten-thousand-year ship with caution.
The wine from the Duanjia Winery is very likely to become one of the fastest ways for the Duanjia to make money.
Duan Daxiong was listening to Li San telling him about the blending of liquor.
But he didn't understand this thing at all.
Just when I heard it, I looked up and saw Duan Wenjun coming.
As if he had found a savior, he hurriedly waved, "Wenjun, come here quickly. Master Li San is telling me about blending wine. It sounds good to me. Come and listen together."
Naturally, he couldn't tell his son, wouldn't he be the same?
After Duan Wenjun heard this, he walked up to them in three steps at a time.
When he left last time, he mentioned the blending wine to Li San. Could it be that he figured it out so quickly?
