Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 51

Jinmen is very close to Beiping City. As an early trading port in China, it is also the economic center of North China, so Cheng Nuo wanted to choose a partner there from the beginning.

As he expected, the flour industry in Jinmen is booming, with more than 400 mills.But it seems that they all clicked the wrong technology tree, and most of the factories are machine mills.

The machine mill is based on the traditional mill, adding steam power or electricity to replace part of the manpower and animal power, which improves a certain amount of productivity but is extremely limited, and essentially belongs to the category of factory handicraft production relations.

Ask about the daily output, but it's only a few dozen bags, which can't meet Cheng Nuo's expectations.

Unwilling to give up, Cheng Nuo continued to inquire and found a large machine-made flour factory, the Shouxing Flour Company, which was just established at the end of last year.

As soon as he arrived at the place early in the morning, he found that there were workers changing the door, and there were some Japanese wanderers wandering around, so he kept an eye out and found a breakfast shop to go in.

"Sister, put some old tofu, two fruits and one tea egg in the Gaba dish."

Do as the Romans do, although the eldest sister who sells breakfast is not young, but out of respect, she still calls her "sister" like the locals.

The eldest sister enthusiastically said: "The fruit will have to wait for a while, the stall has just been opened, and the oil is not hot yet, why don't you eat something else first?"

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, the fruit is delicious just out of the pot." Cheng Nuo sat on the booth, waved his hands to show that he could afford to wait, and said, "Sister, you've been making this for quite a while, it's delicious. Straight into the nose, it looks delicious."

"Then you are talking, I have been doing this for more than ten years, and the neighbors around me love to eat here." The eldest sister rubbed her face and couldn't stop smiling.

Cheng Nuo continued to approach: "I think so, I guess the flour mill across the street won't be here for as long as you."

The eldest sister smiled and said, "The factory has only been open for two months, so of course it hasn't had a stall for long."

"It's also weird. You said it's been open for such a long time, and you still change the door, and it's not open to sell things. It's weird."

"Look at those Japanese devils with knives, there are five or six of them." The eldest sister nuzzled and tore the dough into fruit shapes and put it in the pot: "The previous brand belonged to us, but later it belonged to the Japanese. It's a pity. Yes, the ocean noodles are white and cheap."

Saying that, the door was replaced, the brand of Shouxing Flour Company was stepped on, and the one that went up was "Shouxing Flour Co., Ltd."

Later, Cheng Nuo inquired further, and found out that the factory was originally founded by Zhu Qinzhai, the salt transport envoy of Changlu, and Senge of Japan's Mitsui Corporation.

Later, the Japanese felt that the profit was considerable, so they snapped up the shares of the Chinese people, and replaced the signboard with a Japanese factory.

So far, the first and only mechanical flour mill in Jinmen has become a Japanese asset.

At this time, Cheng Nuo asked them to cooperate, no doubt seeking skin from a tiger.

Where is the way for school-enterprise cooperation? Entrepreneurship is difficult and full of battles.

After thinking about it, it is better to go directly to the Northeast, to Bingcheng, the only large flour processing center in the country.

When he got home, before he could pack his luggage, he saw Li Laosan running over in a hurry.

"Sir, there are two people looking for you outside the door. Their faces look rather raw, and they speak southern dialect. It seems to be something about wheat flour. Do you want to meet?"

"The southern accent is still fresh, who is looking for me?" Cheng Nuo frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, and said directly: "Let's go to the door and have a look."

It was none other than Li Tianfu and Zhang Changgui from the Shanghai Flour Trade Union.

Zhang Changgui was a little hesitant: "President, are we rushing to send it off? The initiative is in the hands of the other party, and the business negotiations will be unfavorable to us."

"Compared to these, I think living is more important." Li Tianfu rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, shaking his head: "We also went to Peking University in the morning, and learned that Mr. Cheng is not only a leading contemporary scientist, but also a practical man. Teachers and educators, do you see if there is another person in the country?"

Zhang Changgui mentioned his ideal person: "But I think Professor Rock sent by the U.S. Department of Agriculture has more advantages. In the last meeting, he promised us to help bring in high-quality wheat from the United States. We can plant it immediately after buying it. "

"Rock? Hmph, don't mention it." Li Tianfu snorted coldly, with disdain on his face: "If I remember correctly, the place he goes to the most in Shanghai is Shuyu, and you take him there every time." .”

The so-called Shuyu is the highest-level brothel in Shanghai, which specializes in receiving local literati and bachelors. The women in it are called Shishi, Mr., and waitresses. In addition to the requirements for beauty, they must be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially ditties.

Zhang Changgui was a little unconvinced: "It's normal to do business with public relations. Besides, if you don't take him to the bookstore these days, how can Professor Luo Ke agree?"

"I must remind you that you are not the only one who has gotten close to him. As far as I know, several other flour mills run by foreigners have also connected with Rock." Li Tianfu said solemnly: "He is not only busy. While visiting the brothel, I also collected a lot of seeds of our local crops, especially I found a lot of Biluochun tea tree seedlings dug up, I won’t say anything redundant, you should understand the meaning.”

Zhang Changgui's face was ashamed, his family was originally from a comprador, and later started a business, but the thinking of buying what you can buy is still continuing, and he said unwillingly: "Even so, in our country"

"Okay, if you still insist, go back and submit your resignation by yourself." Li Tianfu interrupted him, and said seriously: "I took you on this trip just to let you meet our countrymen. You are still so stubborn. Don't forget that your family still enjoys the favor of Professor Cheng, and the reason why your daughter can attend the university is because of Professor Cheng's hard work!"

"It's okay to make money, but you can't lose the bottom line!"

Hearing footsteps approaching, the two quickly ended their conversation.

Here, Cheng Nuo opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man with a square face standing outside the door, carrying a leather bag. At first glance, he looked very energetic.

As for the frustrated person next to him, he didn't seem to be the person in charge at first glance, so he was automatically ignored.

"I am the owner of this house, you two came to see me, what's the matter?"

Li Tianfu immediately stretched out his right hand, and said enthusiastically, "You are the famous Professor Cheng Nuocheng. I am Zhang Li Tianfu, the president of Shanghai Flour Union, and the person next to me is Zhang Changgui, the director of the union. I am looking for you for wheat breeding and planting." .”

This is really just about to doze off, and someone will give you a pillow.

During this time, Cheng Nuo knew that the Shanghai stock market was another large flour processing center, and the reason why he didn't go there was because the distance was too far, and it was a backup after the trip to the northeast failed.

Now that people take the initiative to come to the door, it is natural to entertain them warmly.

"Come on, please, Lao Li, make a pot of hot tea and bring it over."

(End of this chapter)