The thirty-seventh volume, the ninth chapter, the middle of the chest has its own hills and valleys
After the somewhat excited Lu Yishan left for a moment, Liu Xing brought three more people in.
These three people all raised their hands just now and have alcohol brewing factories at home.
Like Lu Yishan, these three people were very reserved when they came in to meet Zhang Tie.
Among the three people, one is slightly younger, in his thirties, and the other two are in their fifties and sixties, and they are both dressed and behaved in a rich manner.
Zhang Tie asked the three of them to sit down. The three of them looked at each other and followed Lu Yishan's example, each sitting neatly with their lower buttocks close to the edge of the chair.
"Okay, introduce yourselves!" Zhang Tie waved his hand and said.
"Master Qi, here is Tong Xiaxia, the head of the Fang family in Qinghe City!" Among the three people, the oldest one glanced at the other two. Seeing that the other two were looking at him, he stood up on his own initiative.
introduced.
"Do you have an alcohol brewery?"
"The Fang family does have an alcohol brewery in Qinghe!"
"How big is it?"
"More than 2,000 tons of alcohol can be produced every year!" Fang Tong replied respectfully. Even when he was answering, his eyes were looking at the ground and he did not dare to look directly at Zhang Tie.
"Well, good, sit down!" Zhang Tie nodded.
Fang Tong sat down, and another older man wearing a blue silk robe stood up.
"I would like to report to you, Master Chen Zihui, from the Chen family of Mu Qingtang in Langyun City. I am the biological brother of Chen Zihao, the head of the Chen family. My brother has been far away in Guanzhou these days and has not been able to come back in time to meet you. After I learned that the master came to Xuan
After the news about Tiancheng, I specially asked me to rush to Xuantian City to listen to the real person's teachings on behalf of the Chen family!"
Zhang Tie glanced at Chen Zihui and smiled. This guy was good at talking. He could explain everything clearly with just one opening his mouth.
"Does your family also produce alcohol?"
"The Chen family has been producing alcohol for more than 50 years, with an annual output of more than 4,000 tons of alcohol!"
"Okay. Sit down!" Zhang Tie nodded.
Chen Zihui sat down, and the youngest and most powerful man among the three people quickly stood up. He also bowed to Zhang Tiechang first, and then said, "I am Li Tao, the leader of the Dongyang City Merchant Group. Meet the real person!"
Zhang Tie glanced at Li Tao. This Li Tao had a shrewd and capable look on his face, and his eyes were gleaming. He had actually practiced to the level of a thirteenth-level four-star general, and was the strongest among the three.
"You are not a local from Dongyang City!"
"The real person has a clear warning. I am indeed not a native of Dongyang City. My sect is the Li family of Wanshengtang, Wuhua County, Zhuozhou. Because I am a branch of the Li family and the second son of the family, I went out to make a living and start a business on my own when I became an adult.
, I was lucky enough to lay some foundation in Dongyang City. There is a business group and a small factory with an annual output of 1,000 tons of alcohol."
The Li family of Wanshengtang? Zhang Tie recalled the wealthy families in Taixia that he knew, and was slightly moved. This Li family is a wealthy family in Zhuozhou. They are famous among the Li family in Taixia, and their strength is only stronger than that of Huaiyuantang.
Such a wealthy family has a big business. Because there are many children in the direct line of the family, it is impossible for everyone to take good care of them. Therefore, such a family strongly encourages young family members to go out and start a business. This must be the case with Li Tao.
He just left the Li family in Wanshengtang. There are many people like Li Tao in Huaiyuan Hall.
But even if they come from a wealthy family in Taixia, not everyone who goes out to start a business can become famous. The sign of a wealthy family. In some cases, it just gives them the background of a descendant of a noble family. In this way,
There are more than hundreds of millions of young people born in Taixia. If you want to do something, you still have to do it yourself. Under the waves, there are countless young people with the blood of this rich family flowing in their bodies who have been struggling in Taixia for many years, but they have achieved nothing.
Li Tao is already capable of building a business in Dongyang City. A guy like Zhu Dabiao came to Youzhou to invest under the title of the grandson of the governor of Yanzhou, and he was almost stewed alive by Mr. Jiang.
Zhang Tie nodded and asked Li Tao to sit down.
"I like to be straightforward and straight to the point when it comes to anything. I called you here this time because I want you to do something for me!"
"I wonder if there is anything you need me to do for you?" Fang Tong asked, bowing slightly.
"I want to build an alcohol factory in Zhulongling. Well, it shouldn't be called an alcohol factory. This one is a bit bigger..." Zhang Tie touched his bald head, "Maybe it should be said to be an alcohol production base.
Yes, the three of you all run alcohol breweries and are familiar with each other, so you must be familiar with this, so I want to leave this matter to you!"
"Then I don't know how big the real alcohol production base will be?" Chen Zihui asked. The word "base" was a bit awkward here, which made Chen Zihui stutter a little.
"Let's start with an annual output of 500,000 tons!" Zhang Tie said casually.
As soon as the word 500,000 tons came out of Zhang Tie's mouth, except for Li Tao who was still calm, Chen Zihui and Fang Tong almost slipped off their chairs in fright. Both of them looked shocked, and their mouths could fit a big
Like duck eggs.
"Five...five hundred thousand...tons?" If these words hadn't come from Zhang Tie's mouth, Fang Tong would have thought Zhang Tie was joking. Don't talk about Youzhou at this moment, not even the entire Taixia.
I have heard that there is an alcohol production plant with a capacity of over 100,000 tons. If this plant is built, it will definitely be the largest in Taixia, but in the end, I am afraid it will become a joke...
"Why, no?" Zhang Tie's face sank slightly.
"It's not impossible, it's just..." Fang Tong looked at the other two people and hesitated to speak.
"Just say..."
"Then I will speak out boldly. I want to build a 500,000-ton alcohol production base. There is no technical problem with this alcohol production. Taixia's technology in this area is already very mature. It's just that the 500,000-ton alcohol production base will be built.
Get up, we might not be able to start work normally later!" Fang Tong said through gritted teeth.
"Can't start work normally, why?"
"The real person may not know much about merchants, because in Shangyan Shang, the entire Zhulong Territory and Youzhou, Tongzhou and Yanzhou adjacent to Zhulong Territory no longer have such a large market and cannot accommodate so much alcohol consumption.
Now the alcohol production capacity and market in the three states are basically saturated. The fluctuations in supply and demand in various places have been very small. The profits of alcohol production in each state have been very low. In the case of Fang's alcohol factory, except for
Due to the depreciation and loss of labor and equipment, the Fang family's alcohol production plant has only made about 4% of its profits in these years. If the transportation cost of alcohol is included, the sales of alcohol produced in any place only need to be more than 1,000 kilometers away from the place of production.
Transportation costs can completely eat up the profits of production companies. Even if such alcohol is transported to other places, the price will become very expensive if freight is added. It cannot compete with other locally produced alcohol. If you sell it at a discount, you will lose money.
The more you produce, the more you lose. Even if you can suppress it for a while with the power of a real person, you can't suppress it forever. The laws of market freedom, so..."
Fang Tong did not say any more, because he had already made it very clear that there was no problem in building a 500,000-ton alcohol production base. The problem was that the area with a radius of 1,000 kilometers centered on the Zhulong Territory could not accommodate so many.
For alcohol, such a production base will lose money. The more you produce, the more money you will lose. Therefore, none of the three people agreed just now.
With Zhulong's status as a real person, he doesn't understand the business and normal affairs of merchants. No one dares to laugh at or say anything, but they understand. They are the ones who produce alcohol and have been working in shopping malls for many years. They all know everything about it.
It is very clear that none of the three families can afford to mess up what Master Zhulong told him. This is no joke. If Master Zhulong mistakenly thinks that the three of them are trying to trick him, then the three of them may have no choice but to take their own lives.
Just chop off the head and place it in front of Master Zhulong.
Zhang Tie just smiled at Fang Tong's words. Zhang Tie, who grew up selling rice wine and working in a grocery store, didn't know the relationship between commodity cost and market capacity. It was just his mind. How could these people know.
Zhang Tie has been looking everywhere in Zhulongling in the past few days. It is August now. Looking at the fields in Zhulongling, there are green cornfields everywhere, just in time for the summer harvest. Because the corn is resistant to drought and insect pests,
It also has the characteristics of high yield. Many places in the north of Taixia are major corn planting areas, and the states in the Northeast Governor's Prefecture plant a lot of corn. Especially since the Holy War, many places have consciously expanded the planting of corn due to the need for war preparations.
Area, the entire Zhulongling corn planting area reaches almost one million hectares.
For these millions of hectares of corn land, Zhang Tie's preliminary calculation shows that the corn stalks left after the summer harvest each year are calculated at 800 kilograms per mu. This year, the corn straw produced by the entire Zhulong collar reached 1,200 kilograms.
Thousands of tons.
In the past, most of these corn stalks in Zhulongling, and even in Taixia as a whole, were burned on the spot by local farmers after the summer harvest. A small number of them were used as fuel in rural areas, and there were also a few when the straw had just been harvested and was in a fresh state.
Part of it can be used as feed, but in general, more than 80% of the corn stalks will become useless and will be burned on site and used to fertilize the fields.
If in two months' time, after the onset of autumn, black smoke from burning straw could be seen everywhere in the fields of Zhulong Territory.
Things like straw are useless to others, but to yourself, they are treasures.
Because no one can imagine that the latest mutated yeast they obtained can ferment high-energy alcohol using only corn stalks... (To be continued)