Down jacket processing is indeed a very good business. The Yaya Collective, which owns 60% of the equity of Peking, has expanded its scale twice. Now there are nearly 20,000 workers alone, and even the machine Wang Chuanming has started to imitate it. However, even in this way, the production is still in short supply, which is subject to the supply of duck down.

This is a market without competitors. Although down jacket processing actually appeared after the war, and there were such factories in China in the 1920s, no one could solve the most fatal problem of exposure. They did not have the wide variety of high-density chemical fiber fabrics of Yang Feng, and no beauty would like to wear a full body of hair. In other words, as long as the down supply problem is solved, even if millions of people in the entire Beijing city become down jacket workers, there is no need to worry about sales. This is a global market, just like Yang Feng's acrylic wool textiles.

This is the second alliance planned by Yang Feng, the down alliance. The first goal is Han Fuju. Weishan Lake District is a huge breeding base.

As for Han Fuju's personal problem, this is not within Yang Feng's consideration. Besides, many of this guy's things are just rumors, especially his so-called rude jokes, which are simply jokes. Even guys like Yang Feng who have just learned a few articles and forget about it can be a few words in this era, so that those flattering compliments are literary and elegant, let alone him a genuine scholar, and a scholar who has worked as a rural teacher.

There are also saying that he killed people like a slaughter. Eighty percent of the people killed by Han Fuju were peddling cigarettes. Yang Feng also advocated treating such people with the most cruel means. He was even encouraging Yuan Liang and Yu Xuezhong to ban smoking in Ping and Tianjin for a complete ban on smoking in both places of Ping and Tianjin. Then he handed over the tobacco dealer to him and sent all the tobacco dealers to Chongqing for mining, called labor education.

Moreover, there is great hope for this. Because of the great development of industry, both Ping and Tianjin are a bit of labor shortage. Many workers with some spare money are lured to smoke big cigarettes. This has caused public outrage among capitalists. They are not prepared to ban opium, but instead use cruel anti-smoking methods to bring the price of big cigarettes to the point where ordinary workers are afraid of it. This will solve the problem of workers smoking big cigarettes. As for rich people who like to smoke, they will smoke it!

Otherwise, would you still watch them save money at home?

There is also the biggest stain on Han Fuju, that is, his escape without fighting during the War of Resistance. This is a bit unfair to him. His troops had already fought with the Japanese army when they retreated. He almost got captured by the Japanese army in the counterattack of Texas, and his guard captains were killed in battle. It would be a bit of a pity to say that he really fled without fighting at all.

The bald man killed him because he wanted to kill him for a long time. He was flirting with the Fujian Incident. He even wanted to attack the yang army with the Northeast Army in the Xi'an Incident. It would be strange if the bald man didn't want to kill him! He was not a veteran of the country, nor was he a good dog with a hot mind for a while. Third, he had a reasonable charge. Not only would he not criticize him, but would be considered to be enforced by military law. If such a good opportunity is let go, it would be unreasonable.

With a more complicated mentality, Yang Feng accepted Han Fuju's invitation, but he did not go there himself. Song Zheyuan, who was back to visit the tombs in his hometown of Leling, was also with him. Because there was no airport in Jinan that could take off and land at Aunt Rong Ke, the two took the guards to take a train.

Yang Feng couldn't help but complain to Han Fuju as soon as he got off the bus at Jinan Station: "Chairman Han, why don't you even have a decent airport in Jinan City?"

"Brother Yang, I only have a few small planes in my hand, so I don't need any big airport. Besides, the Jinan Railway is convenient, and civil aviation planes all go to Qingdao and then transfer to trains." Han Fuju said with a smile.

"That's it. What if I invested in and built a building in Jinan? You also know that I have an airline, but now several major routes are monopolized by AVIC. They don't care about my special plane flying, so they have to pay for passenger flights. I want to fly, so I'm going to stop the southern route, mainly flying in North China." Yang Feng said.

His airline is actually just selling dog meat with the title of sheep. At first, he flew through several routes in Shanghai, Nanjing and Hankou in a short time. Later, because the route conflicted with China Aviation, he basically specially provided air transport for Duolun. In addition, it provided charter services to merchants from both Ping and Tianjin. The routes that were regularly operated were only direct flights to Hankou, then transferred to Chongqing, Peking to Taiyuan, and Tianjin to Nanjing. Although it could not make a lot of money, it could maintain its operations and there was no need for gold to subsidize it.

"Brother Yang can be so kind, so my brother is naturally welcomed with both hands." Han Fuju said with a smile. He had known what Yang Feng's plane was transporting in Chahar. If the two had any secret transactions in the future, they would not have to take the railway at all.

The last time he helped the Germans transfer the 1,000 shells, he had the transportation fee of one shell and one Mauser rifle. In order to keep it confidential, he did not dare to use a train, but took a truck to transport it from Peiping to Longkou, and then poured it on a German merchant ship with a small boat. In order to keep it confidential, he transferred a battalion from his pistol brigade to escort along the way.

If Jinan could take off and land the Junker plane at that time, he would not have to worry about at least half of the journey.

"Chairman Han, brothers' airports cannot only take off and land passenger planes." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Brother Yang means?" Han Fuju looked at him in confusion.

"The sky of Shandong must also be opened to my fighter jets." Yang Feng said. This was his real purpose. Not only fighter jets, but even bombers must come in the future. Shandong protects the rear of Pingjin. Yang Feng cannot see that he fall into the hands of the Japanese.

Han Fuju was stunned for a moment, then frowned and began to think about Yang Feng's intention. Song Zheyuan next to him said: "Xiang Fang, when you need a plane in the future, can Brother Yang still watch it without paying attention?"

Han Fuju's eyes lit up. The reason why Sun Dianying won the battle of Doron was largely due to Yang Feng's air support. From logistics supply to aircraft bombing, it can be said that he made great contributions. If Yang Feng's fighter jets could be introduced to Shandong, then when he needed help in the future, Yang Feng would naturally not be able to stand by and watch.

"Hey, it's just a little thing. What else can we say about brothers? In the future, as long as it is the plane in your hand, Brother Yang, the sky in Shandong will fly at will." As soon as he understood this, Han Fuju immediately smiled.

Naturally, everyone was happy to solve the problem. The three of them took a Maybach car brought by Yang Feng from Peking and visited Jinan City like a quick look. It has to be said that during the Republic of China, Han Fuju built Shandong decently. Although Jinan had not been established for many years at this time, it was already quite large.

After visiting Jinan City, a reception banquet is naturally inevitable. Han Fuju's subordinates are basically old members of the Northwest Army, including Jinan Mayor Wen Chenglie, who has been in love with Song Zheyuan for decades. After drinking a meal, it will naturally be dark. Even Yang Feng's alcohol tolerance is so irritable that he can't speak well.

Han Fuju invited him to study the issue of duck down cooperation. Of course, he could not deal with other people with such a good project. He planned to set up a down company separately to monopolize the down business in Shandong. He hoped that Yaya would provide technical guidance collectively. In addition, the future cooperation method was mainly how to determine the price.

"This is all a trivial matter. The technical guide brother will agree to Brother Xiang Fang now. As for the price, I can't say much. We have a special bargaining method. At the beginning of each year, all suppliers sit down together and negotiate a reasonable price. Then each company takes out a specific supply volume. We will determine the capacity of the year based on this supply volume. You don't have to worry about having no place to sell down. You just need to send it within the contract quantity. We will acquire it at the contract price. We will not need to use it, and we will also charge it if we cannot use it. However, you must complete this supply volume, otherwise you must bear the responsibility. Simply put, we will not use yours in the next year. This method can maximize the interests of both of us." Yang Feng said with his tongue. "Of course, the quality must be guaranteed. We have very strict requirements for quality. If there is a quality problem, we will not collect it." He then added.

Han Fuju nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother Yang, we won't smash our own brand."

"Brother Xiang Fang, I will give you a briefing. The down jacket business. I can at least guarantee that I monopolize the entire market for more than 20 years. This is a global market. As long as we can make it, we don't have to worry about no one buying it. Needless to say, Europe, the United States alone can have hundreds of millions of pieces. Now we can do it in a year? Hundreds of thousands of pieces. This is a market that never needs to worry about sales. How much can it be sold as much as it can be made, and how much we can make depends on how much down you can supply. Even if you put all Weishan Lake on ducks, we can digest it! Last year, our sales combined with domestic and foreign countries was 40 million. If down can be supplied this year, then at least it can be turned over. How much tax does your Shandong have in a year? No need for anything else, ducks alone can support the Third Route Army."

The beautiful prospects described by Yang Feng immediately made Han Fuju and his subordinates imagined them all. Forty million, it would be eighty million. At least 20 million fell on down, and they could at least half of the profit. Ten million was really enough to raise the third army. This is not a duck, this is a lump of gold!

Yang Feng came to Shandong not just for down. His main purpose this time was to see if there was a suitable submarine base. After a short stay in Jinan, he and Han Fuju accompanied Song Zheyuan to his hometown Leling, where he worshiped his parents together, and then Yang Feng was going to Qingdao.

"Shaozhou, please accompany Brother Yang!" Han Fuju hurriedly said to Wu Huawen who was following him.

"Then I'll have a hard time Brother Shaozhou!" Yang Feng bowed to Wu Huawen and said. He was worried that he didn't know anyone in Qingdao and it was not convenient to do things!

Qingdao is not the territory of Han Fuju. It is a special city directly under the National Government, and now it is actually the territory of Chen Honglie, the Northeast Army, but after losing the Northeast, the once prosperous Northeast Navy has become a magnificent one now. The main warships in hand have all gone south and made a new high. Chen Honglie has only a few small gunboats left, and the other is a Marine Corps.

"Brother Yang, why are we polite brothers?" Wu Huawen said with a smile.

Yang Feng was particularly concerned about him, the best general in the Republic of China! Such a person feels at ease with him. With his auspicious light, he probably will have dolphins coming out of the sea.

After the two of them arrived in Qingdao by train with their guards, Wu Huawen first took Yang Feng to visit Chen Honglie.

Chen Honglie was very welcome to Yang Feng, especially after hearing that he wanted to visit the coast of Shandong Peninsula, he immediately arranged the current fastest destroyer of the Tongan of the Third Fleet to be his ship.

"Mayor Chen, how dare you take this?" Yang Feng was a little surprised. Although he didn't like this old destroyer that was 300 tons, Chen Honglie was surprised that he gave face like this.

"Brother Yang is a distinguished guest. He is ashamed to speak. We have been bullied by the Japanese for so many years, and you can vent our anger. This little busy is nothing!" Chen Honglie said this with a bitter look. This guy has been strong all his life. As a result, he has become more and more successful in his life. The battle with Jiangkou has caused the Soviets to be wiped out. Then it was September 18th. He even had to disguise himself and escape to the pass. Then the Laoshan Incident was dispersed. A group of Northeast Navy was dispersed, and then the Xuejiamiao Incident. The Northeast Navy officers he had worked hard to train actually wanted to assassinate him, and then the three cruisers ran away again. Seeing that his fleet, which was large enough to displace 30,000 tons, was now only a few thousand tons left.

Yang Feng and Wu Huawen boarded the Tongan with a smile, which was an old ship built in Germany in 1913. Although it was called a destroyer, it was actually a large torpedo boat. However, despite being used for twenty years, its performance was still maintained well and it could still run for nearly thirty knots.

"Brother Shaozhou, no matter what the situation, this person cannot lose his roots. If the Northeast Army still has Northeast China, how could they have fallen to this level?" Standing on the deck, Yang Feng said to Wu Huawen with emotion.

"That's, I think how arrogant the Northeast Army was when Zhang Zuolin was there. I have seen it, and that's what it means to be arrogant! The brand new Liao thirteen rifle, Czech machine gun, and cannon barrel are so thick. Compared with them, we were beggars at that time.

What a pity. I had a prodigal boy. In just a few years, I hope my family will be defeated. If he was still there, he would not have allowed the Japanese to gain the Northeast." Wu Huawen said gloatingly.

The two were talking! They saw Ma Xuexian, the captain of the Tong'an ship, come over, so they quickly stopped the topic.

"Captain Ma, where is the deepest place along the coast of Shandong?" Yang Feng asked.

"In the north, from Weihai to Ye County, they all belong to the deep water area. If you want to say the deepest, it is naturally Weihai." As he said that, Ma Xuexian sighed, Weihaiwei, the sadness of the Chinese Navy.

Yang Feng couldn't discuss this topic with him anymore. After the destroyer Tong'an drove out of Qingdao Port, he followed Yang Feng's request to go north along the coastline, turned into a mountain and turned west, and went to Weihai together to sigh for a while, and played here for a day, then continued to set off to the west.

"Brother Yang, what are you looking for?" Wu Huawen saw the problem. Yang Feng was concerned about those uninhabited coasts along the way, especially those with mountains by the sea, and even interested in some islands. It seemed that they had a purpose at first glance, and it was definitely not as simple as travel.

Now we are almost in Yantai, and it is time to go to our hometown Ye County for another day.

"Brother Shaozhou, I'm going to tell you, brother, I want to buy a beautiful place on the beach, and then take a few confidants with no time to take a bath in the sea, fishing, and then have some fun by the way." Yang Feng said in a low voice with a lewd smile.

"This idea is good!" Wu Huawen showed a yearning expression.

"But I haven't seen a very beautiful place along the way. There are several islands that are too small. I want to build a large island, then develop it into a resort area, build a few villas, and raise some rare birds and beasts. In the future, not only I can play by myself, but brothers can come together!" Yang Feng said immediately.

"If you have a bigger island, you have to go to Changdao to find it." Wu Huawen said.

"Japanese ships often pass by at the mouth of the Bohai Sea in Nagashima. I feel annoyed when I see them now. And it's too far from the shore, so it's not convenient if there is anything," said Yang Feng.

"If you look for something close to the shore, and the area is large, there are beaches and good scenery, then it is Yangma Island, not far ahead." Wu Huawen said.

Yang Feng’s eyes really lit up.

"The place is quite suitable, but can such a large island be sold in Muping County?" Yang Feng said with some confusion at the island that was larger than Muping County.

"Fuck, aren't we the final decision on the territory of Shandong? Just those families on the island will just send a few money to drive them away." Wu Huawen said arrogantly.

Of course he has the qualifications to be arrogant. This guy is Han Fuju's most confidant brigade commander of the pistol brigade. He is still the commander of Jinan's security. At this time, Mouping was just stolen from Liu Zhennian for a few years, and it was the time to show his majesty.

The two got off the boat in Muping and rushed straight to the Muping County Government with arrogance with the guards, frightening the county magistrate. Seeing the wolf-like soldiers pale, their legs were almost trembling as soon as Wu Huawen reported his identity.

"Mr. Yang is a distinguished guest from Peking and Chairman Han's brother. Now he is interested in your Yangma Island and is going to buy it to build a villa. You should quickly give it a total price! This is a great thing. If Mr. Yang's villa is built, some of you will come here to play in the future, and some bosses from Peking, Tianjin and even Shanghai will come to play. They will just leak a little in their hands, which will be enough for your county to eat and drink." In the Muping County Government, Wu Huawen said to the county magistrate who was bowing to serve while drinking tea.

"How much does Mr. Yang want to pay?" the county magistrate asked Yang Feng carefully.

"You can just offer this price. I don't care about that little money. You can't make it difficult for the county magistrate to do it. Let the villagers poke the backbone behind the back, right?" Yang Feng said kindly.

The county magistrate looked at the two of them with a frown. He was wondering how much he said so that he would not offend Wu Huawen.

"Come on, Mr. Yang's property is worth tens of thousands of dollars, and he still cares about this little money!" Wu Huawen said impatiently.
Chapter completed!