Poor family mother and son

Chapter 1149: Get ready to attract investment
There are always a lot of new things happening in Yong'an Mansion.

Three days later, when Qiu Sheng came to Chuqing's oil field again, he saw a bustling scene.

The oil well stood in a black pool.

Why is it called a black pool?Because of the "blowout".

Chu Qing also didn't expect that the pressure downhole was so high. There was no need to pump it out, the oil would just gush out by itself. Fortunately, it was not very high, just like a one-meter-high fountain.

But just like this, Chu Qing was scared to death. Apart from shouting "good luck", he couldn't say anything else.

The first one was lucky because there was no open flame at the scene.

The drilling method determines the speed, and the iron drill bit does not produce sparks due to friction, which will not ignite the oil.

The second piece of luck was that Chu Qing had built a bamboo-reinforced concrete wall in advance. The oil had accumulated to ankle-high and there was no leakage.

The third one was lucky, because the well was not drilled very deep, only about one foot. Although the underground pressure was high, it was not too high, otherwise it would probably knock down the derrick.

Up to now, the two people on the derrick who were responsible for stepping on the slats were still dumbfounded.

Zhuo Yao blew his whistle and directed the workers to quickly put the oil into wooden barrels. Chu Qing looked at the oil on the ground depressedly, worried that there were not enough barrels, and lamented, "What a waste."

The well site is only half the size of a basketball court and is surrounded by walls, so it becomes a pool of crude oil and the air is filled with an unpleasant smell.

The workers stepped in the black oil pool, which was sticky and greasy. If they didn't do it, they would fall down, and then their whole bodies would be dyed black. Some of their faces were splashed with oil spots. If they touched it with their hands, it was over, and they would look like a master. I can't draw their lines either.

Some people even fell down a few times. Every part of their body was black, and oil dripped down while standing there.

Normally it looks like he has big yellow teeth, but now, he looks extremely white.

This man was still standing there having fun. After he finished his fun, he shouted another question: "Foreman, my clothes are ruined, can you give me a new one?"

Chu Qing was almost out of her mind. She was completely paralyzed by the "blowout" incident, so when the worker shouted, she heard it, but she couldn't react.

Xiangzi shouted from the side: "Sit down at the mouth of the well and block it. If it's blocked, give me new clothes!"

This made everyone amused.

The drill pipe for drilling the well was still inside the wellhead. How could he sit on it?

When a layman wants to do something, there are really many "unexpected things".

Chu Qing, the head of the family, was dumbfounded. He couldn't say anything else except that he told them not to let open flames appear.

What she felt now was that she was in trouble.

It's like a child playing with water in the bathtub, keeping the faucet on, playing with it, and then he is dumbfounded when he realizes that the whole house has turned into a bathtub.

When Qiu Sheng arrived, he saw his aunt, whom he admired so much, standing "calmly" in the black oil pool, watching "calmly" the workers pouring black oil into the wooden barrels with spades and pickaxes.

"Auntie!" Qiu Sheng shouted, "Can I go in?"

Well, when she heard the shouting, Chu Qing came back to her senses, looked at Qiu Sheng's boots, and was happy: "If you're not afraid that your wife will beat you up for wasting your boots, just come in!"

Qiu Sheng arrived just in time, and Chu Qing ordered him to collect large containers, such as water tanks and bathtubs, and buy as many as possible with large capacities.

So Qiusheng's words spread, and an hour later, almost a dozen nearby villages brought their own water tanks.

What’s even more interesting is that the village chiefs of these villages were not in a hurry to settle money, but came to do business with Xiangzi: “Master Xiang, would you like to order a wooden barrel? I see that your kind of wooden barrel is not difficult to make. I have carpenters in my village.” There’s a lot to live for, do you think you’d like to…”

"Yes!" Xiangzi agreed: "Go and take a good look at the oil drums in the government house. I want them exactly the same!"

Chu Qing's thinking became clearer. Just spray the oil. Is it bad to have too much oil?There are ways to turn it into money and it won’t be wasted.

"Ah, yes!" Chu Qing called: "Go ahead and open ten more sets of stills!" Zhuo Yao obeyed the order and went to pass the message.

Qiu Sheng was puzzled: "Auntie, what kind of ax do you want? If it doesn't work, I'll search for it again."

Chu Qing was finally willing to come out of the "crude oil pool": "Let's go, Auntie will take you to see some interesting things!"

The row of houses next to the oil field is Chu Qing's "oil refinery". Currently, there are only five houses with stills installed, two in a group, and ten in five rooms.

June in Yong'an Mansion is very hot. The stoves in the oil training workshop are all burning, and it is as hot as a steamer. Even if the windows are open, it feels suffocating.

A huge ceiling fan hangs from the roof, and a dedicated person is responsible for pulling the rope to make the ceiling fan rotate.

Ceiling fans are not meant to cool down, but to stir the air and expel toxic gases quickly.

The workers were all shirtless, and their fronts and backs were all shiny. It was really oily even without going out in the sun. Their hair was dripping wet. The sweat could no longer be stored and flowed down the neck to the chest to form a stream.

Qiu Sheng couldn't put on his clothes as soon as he came in. My aunt was not an outsider anyway, so she took off her clothes with a loud click.

The workers were busy adding firewood and putting down the fire.

"Auntie, what are you cooking in this pot?" Qiu Sheng asked.

It's definitely not for food, because you can tell by the smell that it must be related to stone paint.

"Boiled stone lacquer!" Chu Qing said: "This is not a pot. Last time you asked what it was, now I tell you, this is called a still."

The still, as the name suggests, is a large still.

Chu Qing said: "Look, after the stone paint in my cauldron is heated, it will be transferred to the bucket next to it and can be turned into lamp oil."

As he spoke, Chu Qing scooped out a little kerosene from the wooden barrel that had been installed nearby, and asked Qiu Sheng to pour it into a small cup on the windowsill with his own hands, and then insert the wick into it.

The wick was quickly soaked with kerosene, and Qiu Sheng lit it with fire: "Auntie, this is brighter than a candle!"

Chu Qing nodded: "Well, except for the bad smell, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Simply distilled kerosene doesn't taste good, but it's not choking and is acceptable.

But the brightness of the flame is high.

Even though it was daytime and it was at the window, it was still obvious that the flame was much brighter than the candle.

"Qiu Sheng, my aunt named this lamp oil Xingfu Lamp Oil. It is produced in Xingfu County," Chu Qing said: "It's not just lamp oil. Xingfu County will also produce Xingfu Ink in the future. You don't have to worry about the taxation of this county. Auntie will give you a loan. You can Just focus on laying a solid foundation for agriculture.”

"Aunt..." Qiu Sheng was too excited to speak.

Auntie, what a help this was to him!
Yong'an Prefecture is the poorest prefecture in Daxuan. It has nothing to offer. In everyone's eyes, it is a place in need of government relief. Xingfu County is the poorest place in Yong'an Prefecture.

No matter what Qiu Sheng does now, he has to apply for funds from the government office, and the government office itself has to reach out to the court, so there is no hope of being able to allocate funds to Qiu Sheng in time.

"This is a specialty of this county," Chu Qing stated: "All regions have to come to Xingfu County to purchase goods, and a large number of merchants will soon enter;

When you go back, you need to formulate good policies so that in addition to buying lamp oil, they also have to think about investing in Xingfu County;
When outsiders come in, wouldn’t it be easier to develop catering, accommodation and other businesses?

You also need to encourage the old, weak, women and children to find employment. My aunt will go back and build the ink-making workshop. If there is no strenuous work, these old, weak, women and children can come and participate in the ink-making;
They make money, don’t you have taxes?

Looking back, our ink will attract a large number of businessmen again...

Look, with special products and good policies, wouldn’t it be easier to attract investment?Aren’t there taxes?You have to let the Yamen make good use of this money. "

(End of this chapter)