The chemical industry is an out-and-out strategic industry and an important part of the entire military industry. Take DuPont in the United States as an example. It is both a chemical industry giant and an arms giant. In its early days, it relied on explosives.
Zhang Tinglan has preliminary plans for Fengtian's industries. Military industry, steel, coal, electricity and other industries have all moved from the Russian Far East. He has already figured out the situation in Russia. Although Russia does not have many large factories, it is enough for Fengtian to start.
. The only thing lacking is the industrial sectors such as chemistry, electronics and machinery manufacturing. This is also a shortcoming of the Russians. They do not have factories, and Zhang Tinglan is even more ingenious.
Fortunately, there is still Fan Xudong who can be used. As long as he is moved here, the chemical industry will have some success. As for other industries, we can only wait for the end of the First World War to make plans for the Germans, and then buy some from the United States.
, the whole frame was raised, and Fengjun's waist became stiffer.
"We have made a price, and it still depends on whether others agree. I wonder, do you have any candidates to convince Fan Xudong?"
"Let Song Zhongyi help me. He is originally from the Beijing-Tianjin area and is familiar with all the connections."
A year ago, Song Zhongyi was still crying in a teahouse in Beijing, seeing that the factory was about to be finished. Since he moved to Fengtian, everything has been green. The scale of the textile factory has continued to expand, and there are always endless orders in hand.
This period can be said to be the most comfortable time for Song Zhongyi to run a factory.
With such a real example in front of him, it should be very convincing. Zhang Tinglan is full of confidence in himself. After looking at all the governments in China, the conditions offered by Fengtian are definitely the most favorable. As for other places, no
It's good to just add to the chaos, how can I help?
After discussing the matter, they continued to look around the field. Zhang Tinglan pulled off an ear of rice, put the rice on it in the palm of his hand, smiled and said to Wang Yongjiang and Yang Yuting: "Two, are you paying attention?
Our rice is more plump than the rice in the south. In my estimation, both in terms of taste and nutrition, it is better than the japonica rice in the south. It is definitely much more delicious than sorghum rice!"
"Okay, if this is really the case, we all have to change our taste." Yang Yuting said with a smile.
"Whether it tastes good or not is secondary. The main thing is the yield. I did the math. Without using chemical fertilizers, the yield from one acre of land can reach more than 200 kilograms, which is already one-third more than the original sorghum. If it reaches three
One hundred catties is doubled. If all rice is planted, the people will not have to worry about not having enough to eat!"
"To grow more rice, we need to build more water conservancy projects, reservoirs, diversion canals, and dig wells. If the water can't keep up, we won't be able to grow rice!"
"Now I can see the benefits of the farm." Wang Yongjiang said with a smile: "With the farm, farmers are organized. Things that could not be done alone can now be done, and it is not easy for us to organize."
Few, it is enough to just give the order to the farm, and there is no need to go door to door to find people. After the autumn harvest is completely completed, we will compare the results of the farm. If the effect is good, we will promote it throughout the three northeastern provinces and solve the problem of food shortage.
problem, it has completely gained a firm foothold!”
It’s no wonder that Wang Yongjiang values food so much. The main source of tax revenue in Fengtian now is land tax, and in such troubled times, food is the best hard currency. With food in hand, the people will be able to settle down, and the army will not be in chaos.
, if the people and the army are not in chaos, Fengtian's political power will be as stable as Mount Tai.
Throughout the dynasties, food has been a matter related to the fundamental lifeblood. No great person who governs a country will ignore the importance of food.
In about half a month, it will be time to harvest. Zhang Tinglan is now hoping that the weather will be good and the weather will be sunny so that the rice can be dried. After working for more than half a year, he will see how much harvest he can get in the end.
They are also busy people. After seeing the rice, they were all very satisfied and waited for the final result.
After Zhang Tinglan returned to the mansion, she began to do her homework. Since she was going to invite Fan Xudong, she had to make an offer that he could not refuse. Therefore, Zhang Tinglan thought about it carefully and listed five benefits.
The first is to reduce taxes by half within three years and provide 40 acres of land for free as an industrial zone; the second is that the Fengtian government provides a low-interest loan of 2 million, and the Industrial Group and Fengtian Bank provide a loan of 1 million to jointly support
The development of the factory; the third one is for the Fengtian government to come forward to help purchase the necessary machines and recruit talents; the fourth one is to ensure the sales of the products and sign a supply and demand agreement with Fengtian Arsenal, and all the products of the future factory will be purchased by Fengtian; the fifth one is the invitation
Fan Xudong joined Fengtian Industrial Group and became one of them, enjoying all the preferential conditions of members of the industrial group!
Zhang Tinglan weighed it carefully and found that it was basically very comprehensive. As for Fan Xudong's specific requirements, we can wait until the next step to discuss it.
Zhang Tinglan hurriedly came to Song Zhongyi's home with the prepared documents. Song Zhongyi felt a bit like an ascetic. Even though he was already the largest textile giant in Fengtian with a net worth of millions, he spent almost every day in the factory.
Put in a pile, they are almost indistinguishable from workers.
The house he bought was not far from the factory for the convenience of traveling back and forth. Since Song Zhongyi's textile factory took over Fengjun's military supplies production, Zhang Tinglan often came to see him, and he came directly to Song Zhongyi's home with familiarity.
When Song Zhongyi saw Zhang Tinglan coming, he hurriedly came out to greet him. When he saw him, his face was full of smiles: "Idiot, how come you have time to come to my place?"
"Old Song, I also want to ask why you are free at home?"
"Don't I have a guest?" Song Zhongyi invited Zhang Tinglan to the living room. At this time, Zhang Tinglan also saw the so-called guest, who turned out to be Zhou Xinyao.
"Yao Yao, the eldest son of the assistant commander is here. We are not outsiders. Come and get to know him too!"
"I'd like to say that this is my niece, Zhou Xinyao, a talented woman from the capital!"
Zhang Tinglan didn't expect to meet again here. This world is really small. He blinked at Zhou Xinyao, and then said with a smile: "Old Song, Miss Zhou's surname is Zhou, your surname is Song, how come I became your niece?"
ah?"
"Our two families are family friends. The old man, the eldest son, the fourth master of the Zhou family, and Yaoyao's father and fifth master, we all have contacts. When we set up a textile factory in Beijing, it was thanks to the help of Mr. Zhou that we would not be able to do it otherwise.
Get up!"
"Uncle Song, why are you talking about this? Don't you know that this Jinyiwei guy next to you has a secret in his mind about the corner of the horns. Now you are just pretending to be stupid. That is, you are serious and you still want to go to him.
That’s right!”
Women are indeed the most vindictive ones. After investigating her background, she remembered it now. Zhang Tinglan suddenly looked a little bitter. Song Zhongyi was not an idiot. Although Zhou Xinyao was really reproachful, there was still a hint of resentment in her tone.
Mixed with intimacy, he woke up as if from a dream, and said with a smile: "If I had known that you all knew each other, why would I waste my energy!"
Zhang Tinglan could only smile and said: "Miss Zhou is very skilled in medicine, I even asked her to help!"
Song Zhongyi nodded and said with a smile: "This is also the origin of family education. Uncle Zhou is a master in Xinglin, and Yaoyao is a master of both Chinese and Western medicine. She is better than the master!"
"Uncle Song, let's talk about business, why bother involving our family all the time!"
"That's right, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore." Song Zhongyi said with a smile: "I'd like to say that you never go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. There must be something you want me to do. Just say it!"
Zhang Tinglan nodded, and then said: "Old Song, I want to ask for your help. I heard that Mr. Fan Xudong opened a permanent salt company in Tanggu and was the first to produce refined salt in China. It is really amazing. I heard again
He said he was ready to invest in the production of other chemical products, so I just contacted him and asked him if he was interested in investing in Fengtian."
When Song Zhongyi heard this, he smiled and said: "Fengtian's emphasis on industry is among the best in the country. It has a good business environment, a lot of government help, and the protection of the industrial group and Fengtian Bank. It is indeed a paradise for doing business.
I have also heard about Fan Xudong’s factory, and I am willing to recommend myself to talk to him. Starting a business in Fengtian will definitely be a huge help to his career!”
"Mr. Fan set up a salt company, but he was actually forced to do so. According to his original intention, he wanted to directly set up a chemical plant to produce soda ash, nitric acid, sulfuric acid and so on. But he had no capital or equipment, so he had to start from the end.
Start with simple refined salt, and then continue investing to produce soda ash after you have capital!"
Zhou Xinyao told Fan Xudong's background on the side, and Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "If I had known that Miss Zhou was so aware of the situation, I should have asked you for advice when formulating preferential terms, so that I could be more targeted!"
"Sorry, you have also drawn up preferential terms, can you let me see if you can!" Zhang Tinglan placed the document in front of Song Zhongyi. He only glanced at it, and his breathing suddenly became rapid, and he almost jumped up.
"I have to say, this condition is too good. When I moved the factory, I didn't have this condition. Isn't this a bit unfair?"
"Old Song, you are in the light industry, while others are in the chemical industry, so the conditions are of course different. If you set up a steel plant, the conditions will only be better!"
Song Zhongyi actually said that. He was very satisfied with the current situation. He said with a smile: "Don't worry, Zhu Yan. With this condition, I'm not afraid that Fan Xudong won't agree!"
With Song Zhongyi's help, Zhang Tinglan had nothing to worry about. Ten days of work passed in the blink of an eye. God opened his eyes and it was sunny. The rice was finally fully mature. Zhang Tinglan ran to the fields in person and waved with the old farmers.
He picked up the sickle and cut off the rice, weighing the heavy, golden ears of rice in his hand. Everyone felt very sweet in their hearts. The harvest was probably even better than expected! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better updates of the novel.