"Sanlang, good news. I went to the household room in Xinghua County this morning to ask. In the first three years of the tea garden, new tea seedlings cannot be picked, so there is no need to pay tea interest and tea consumption. After three years, tea will be harvested as normal in the tea garden. There’s no need to rush yet.”
He Baozheng drove an ox cart to Xinghua at dawn. He waited at the door of his house for half a day before he bumped into the 'treacherous official' who had registered Liangchuan's residence last time. He smiled against his will, nodded and bowed and asked about the tea garden. matter.
The clerk was a little unhappy when he saw the villagers who came empty-handed. After answering a few questions in a weird way, he impatiently dismissed this unscrupulous little peasant.
Liang Chuan felt strange that this boy was as hard as a lottery ticket. "Old He, how are you? Did the clerk in the yamen give you a look?" Liang Chuan clearly remembered the last time the clerk gave He Baozheng a favor. The blow made him see the complexity of human society, and he cursed him all the way back.
He Baozheng knew that he was making fun of his previous experience, so he blushed and said sarcastically: "As long as you live and learn, you will no longer be a stupid boy, hehe."
Liang Chuan is happy to see everyone's changes. You can't ask society to change. You can only adapt to this cruel system yourself. In nature, it is often not the strongest species that survive, but the most adaptable species.
"That's good. You don't have to worry about this small acre of tea garden for the time being. Lao He, this mosquito coil will be mass-produced now. Today we will prepare some molds. You can produce it yourself in the future and make the money yourself."
He Baozheng was busy making waterwheels and building tea gardens in the past few days, and the mosquito-repellent incense was always on his mind. Now his mother-in-law can make two bamboo baskets a day, which cost more than 100 yuan each, and she can make a lot of money in a month. She is much tougher than him, and she dares to make fun of him at home, which makes He Baozheng I was so angry and suffocating that I would have kicked her out a long time ago, but now, if I get out, I'll get out!
Even his daughter is now learning bamboo weaving together, which helps subsidize the family a lot. She took her daughter to support her husband's family in a dilapidated situation. Since I started making money, my whole life has become much brighter and happier.
On the other hand, he now wanders around the fields every day and is teased by dozens of village girls when he comes back. If he has some bamboo weaving, he will take Ye Xiaochai with him and transport it to Fengshan. Even if there is nothing serious for him, he looks down on himself. , he was ashamed to be associated with these old women, and now what he was looking forward to was that he could do something upright.
In this era, there were no die punches. You had to make the swirl molds for mosquito-repellent incense yourself. After making, you would manually take out the coils of mosquito-repellent incense. How to improve this process is a very critical point. The efficiency of product production is the profit of the product. After Ford created the assembly line, it directly created an automobile kingdom, which not only greatly improved the production efficiency of automobiles, but most importantly, also reduced the unit price.
"Sanlang, you have so many ideas. You must have some concerns in your mind. Making these coils of mosquito coils is too cumbersome. Is there any way to make it faster? If you can only make a few trays of mosquito coils in a day, you won't be able to sell many. Just some money..."
He Baozheng spotted Liang Chuan's golden idea, and once he opened Chrysostom, he solved the livelihood problems of countless people. This was also a difficult problem for him. The so-called "a penny can stump a hero", he has been a coward for half his life, okay? It is easy to meet Zhuge Liang like Liang Chuan. If he can give me two tricks, why should I worry about growing gray hair every day because of money?
"I know what you're worried about. You're right. The most important thing when making small commodities like this is to have a large quantity. It's impossible for others to buy a few coils of mosquito coils at a time. They can burn them all in one night, and they still have to pay for travel. Spend more.”
The two of them had a rare thought. Liang Chuan glanced at He Baozheng and praised, "Not bad."
I thought this old boy was just an honest farmer, but I didn’t want to think this way!
Earlier, if a junior talked to him like this, he would have slapped him with a slap in the face, but this Sanlang was not an ordinary person. Looking at Liang Chuan's evil smile, He Baozheng seemed to have seen countless money jumping in front of his eyes, and he was so anxious that he was five years old. I'm all burning inside, I wish I could really beat this kid!
Liang Chuan thought for a moment and decided that it was better to use clay-fired molds. Iron molds were expensive and difficult to make. It was still a question whether the iron shops in the countryside knew this craft. The wooden mold also requires a lot of work, and it is not easy to make a beautiful swirl shape.
The shape of the model kneaded with clay can be adjusted. After it is hardened, it becomes a ceramic mold. If it is not round enough, you can grind it with a file to make it more rounded and make the shape of the mosquito coil look better.
The more molds there are, the more mosquito coils can be made that day. The two of them did nothing. They went to the river bank and dug a large basket of river mud. They first took out a mud slab according to the shape of the mosquito coil. The thickness was the same as the mosquito coil. Then they used a bamboo blade to cut out the part of the mosquito coil. This is the mosquito coil. of clay mold.
Liang Chuan took some charcoal from home and burned it himself. Using the charcoal burning method, he blurred the mud and burned it in the charcoal stove. However, I don’t know if it’s a problem with the internal air pressure or the mold clay is not hard enough, but the molds fired by myself are always more or less deformed, and there is no beautiful mold.
They did not have a furnace for making pottery, and their techniques for making pottery were also very poor. The effect of making pottery by yourself would definitely be unsatisfactory. Liang Chuan thought of a person, Lao Jin, who made pottery jars in Yaoxia Village! They are all very good at making pottery, so it should be easy to make some simple molds.
What you make yourself is neither fish nor fowl, and the product must not only pass the quality standard, but if you meet picky people who are also demanding about the appearance, sales will suffer if the shape is not good.
Mosquito-repellent incense is also an industry. Doing business has been the same since ancient times. I have what others don’t have, and I am better than others. After our products are launched, imitations will definitely be launched. We must stand out in the market competition. , you can’t make do with it, you have to put your thoughts into the product, make it bigger, stronger and better!
The two men had no choice but to ride on the bullock cart and fight towards Yaoxia Village. He Baozheng has never been here before. The same county is far away, so he seldom sets foot in it. After meeting Liang Chuanlang in this life, he has seen more things than he had in the previous decades combined. He has never been to the kiln, but he has heard that this village was very wealthy in the early years, and all the vats were made.
It was already past afternoon when we arrived at Yaoxia Village. After Liang Chuan left, Lao Jin learned a mysterious method of identifying vats from Liang Chuan. He would show it to the buyers who came to the workshop to buy pottery. . Of course, these villagers had never seen such a spooky thing. They were all stunned and convinced by Lao Jin's marketing methods. Within a period of time after Liang Chuan left, their pottery jars were sold with advanced technology. Marketing methods, sales actually increased again!
Lao Jin was very excited when he saw Liang Chuan. He pulled Liang Chuan and told him an interesting story about how he deceived these buyers. The two of them laughed happily. He Baozheng saw this and sighed, A capable person is capable, and he has so many friends wherever he goes.
Because of the delay in going back and forth, Liang Chuan didn't waste any time talking to Lao Jin and directly told Lao Jin his future intentions. Lao Jin thought he was going to make something big and big, just make a few clay molds and the like. That was not easy, so he just patted his chest and agreed.
But today I couldn't get it in one day, so Liang Chuan bought another pottery vat. This time there was an ox cart, so he didn't have to work so hard to move the vat back. The kimchi made by Yang Xiu tasted delicious. Liang Chuan ate it several times. Although it didn't have the flavor of chili pepper, the kimchi made by salt brine was so delicious that even a girl like Zheng Ruoying couldn't stop eating it. It was necessary to pickle it more. Make some.
Two people and a car carried a pottery jar back to Xinghua. After the beginning of spring, the darkness became later and later, the days became longer and longer, and the working hours became longer and longer. The oxcart was slowly making its way to Fengshan. When passing by the market, many people recognized Liang Chuan and called him Liang Chuanlang! Liang Chuan waved to them enthusiastically and greeted them.
"Sanlang, you are now a celebrity in the village, and the villagers all recognize you!" He Baozheng, as one of the participants in the tiger hunting operation, although he was not able to kill the tiger, he witnessed the whole process. Whenever the tiger hunting was mentioned, He Baozheng Everything is done with an air of pride.
"Celebrities cannot be used as food, they are just a burden."
"Old man, if I can enjoy this burdensome feeling, my life will not be in vain."
Liang Chuan raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "How about taking the tiger-killing plaque to your house to dry?"
"That's not possible. You can have as many plaques as you want. It's embarrassing to have no status. How dare I lick my old face and grab something that doesn't belong to me?" He Baozheng's character is changing, but what he should insist on remains the same.
After the oxcart crossed the Shima Bridge, the sky was already dark. The sparse houses on the north bank were lit up with sparks, and the world became peaceful again. There are not many pedestrians or villagers on the road anymore, just like baby swallows returning to their nests, each returning to their own small home.
But as we walked towards Helu, there seemed to be something different when we passed by Xianshui. There was a restless atmosphere floating in the air. Sitting on the bullock cart, I looked over from a distance, and saw the beautiful scenery between the two countrymen. A large expanse of sugar cane, as if there were dozens of torches flashing in the darkness.
"Is that place in the direction of the Zheng family's sugar cane field? Lao He, can you help me take a look?" Liang Chuan pointed to the places where the firelight was floating, and a trace of uneasiness came to his mind.
"It seems so. It's a ghost at night. Is there anyone out there catching gophers at this hour?" He Baozheng was cursing. Thinking of the water tanker incident these days, an idea flashed through his mind instantly, "Oops, it might happen. Fighting!"
