Bai Hao walked towards the factory while thinking.
Heixu came up to him: "Have you seen Yuzuki Natsuki?"
"Ah, um."
Bai Hao was still thinking about the corn cobs.
Heixu said: "Let's make arrangements in the evening and I'll have a chat with her."
Bai Hao asked: "Team Leader Hei, let me ask you something."
"You ask?"
Bai Hao asked: "Team Leader Hei, although my family has been poor, I have never worked in the fields. At most, I have stolen corn cobs. Do you know a complete, clean, about the same size, plus packaging. Four in a pack
How much is our Xiaguo Village worth, one point or two points?"
Heixu reached out and touched Bai Hao's forehead: "You don't have a fever, do you?"
"No, let's put it this way, the price of corn cobs in Nanbang Country has increased significantly recently because they are out of stock. There are four in a pack. From the photo, I guess they are only this long, this thick, and white. The corn cobs I have seen are,
I remember it was red or purple when dried. Isn’t this white kind very special? They sell it for more than 400 yuan."
Heixu understood.
But she couldn't tell what was so special about the pure white stick.
Because, the corn cobs she usually gnaws seem to be more purple-red than pure white, so there is no impression.
Heixu said: "I know who to ask, Yuan Bao. There are too many corn farmers in the security department. I really can't call the Academy of Agricultural Sciences to ask what's different about this pure white one."
As soon as the two discussed it, they were ready to ask.
I happened to meet Ding Er who had taken the chess piece and was preparing to participate in the chess competition held by the old men.
Ding Er said hello: "Director Xiaobai, you are very busy today. I see customers coming one after another. While you are busy, I will play a game of chess with your grandfather."
Bai Hao quickly shouted: "Master Ding, have you ever seen pure white corn cobs? How come I remember that corn cobs are red, purple, and yellow."
"That thing. Haha!" Ding Er laughed: "We have planted tens of thousands of acres there, but what about this thing? There were problems with the old varieties. The seedlings grew too tall and fell easily. In the past two years, many varieties have been improved.
Why are you so concerned about white corn? Let me tell you, we still have purple corn now."
Bai Hao immediately asked: "Is it troublesome to grow white corn? Corn cobs are cobs with corn kernels removed. What's so special about it?"
"Special." Ding Er held his chin and thought for a while: "I haven't heard of anything special."
Bai Hao asked again: "Then how should we deal with it?"
"What else can I do, light a fire!"
Make a fire!!!
Heixu, who was about to ask a few questions, almost choked on his own spit.
Bai Hao quickly patted his back, and Ding Er was also curious: "What's going on? If white corn cobs are useful, what kind of research are you doing?"
"No, it's not." Heixu came over slowly and said, "In Nanbang Country, corn cobs now cost us 60 cents each."
"What! Six cents!!!"
Bai Hao asked: "Master Ding, how much do you think it should be."
Ding Er roared: "Sixty cents, I will load a tractor for you. The sixty cents is for loading, and the corn cobs are free."
Heixu whispered: "I'm going to call the consulate of Nanbang. This is a bit evil."
Bai Hao murmured to himself: "I thought that the pure white corn cobs were some kind of high-end special variety. I have burned corn cobs at home before, but they didn't burn well."
Ding Er pushed Bai Hao: "Let's go, let's go and listen to what he said on the phone. This is really interesting."
Ten minutes later, the answer was.
The consulate of the country of Nanbang actually sent someone to buy a pack and came back. A pack of four had already cost 500 yuan.
After a dozen people, very serious, detailed and serious analysis.
Several people from Longxi decided that this thing was the thing they used to light the fire at home, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.
And it is certain that every household in Nanbang Country uses this thing to make soup or crush it to make porridge.
"His grandma's." Ding Er felt that his values had been hit hard: "I burned tens of thousands of tons a year, how much does this stuff cost?"
Bai Hao said: "Since it's not valuable, use it to win over people's hearts. This is the business Yuzuki Natsuki wants."
Heixu was worried that he would not have a chance to deal with Yuzuki Natsuki in a reasonable way.
He immediately said that Bai Hao would not go to the small banquet in the evening, and he and Chu Junrong would go together to treat Yuzuki Natsuki and the four Japanese female guests to the small banquet and prepare a few hard dishes.
"Well, I'm going to the kitchen." Heixu probably knew what he was doing.
Even if we provide corn cobs ten times the number of people in Nanbang Country, it will only affect a little bit of the firewood for the construction column. This can be done.
As for making money, that depends on the situation.
Ding Er cursed and left. He wanted to talk to the old guys about this matter. A corn cob for making fires sold for 60 cents.
Sold for 60 cents!!!
Now that Heixu has taken over the matter of Yuzuki Natsuki, Bai Hao is going to meet some panda-level old gentlemen.
But before Bai Hao could go, the pager rang.
The six-digit number is the internal phone number of Factory 9.
Bai Hao called over and it was Fu Qiang who was looking for him: "Mouse, go to the North Gate No. 1 with the old man and dress neatly."
"We have important guests!"
"You'll find out when you come. I'll go over now."
Soon, Gate No. 1 of Jiuchang North.
When Bai Hao arrived, Fu Qiang had already arrived.
Not only Fu Qiang, but Yuan Bao and dozens of others drove a total of twenty small tortoise cars for commuting in the factory, built a simple shed, and arranged for someone to connect the reserved network cable in the guard room.
Come over, there are office workers who are already setting up computers and printers.
Bai Hao parked the car and saw several large sedans in the distance.
It will be called a bus in the future.
But now everyone calls it the big sedan chair.
Hano RC420.
There are seven cars in total, brand new.
Bai Hao knew that the total number of these cars was more than seven. They were specially imported from Wadao by Qinzhou Province in the middle of the year. They were considering developing Qinzhou, focusing on Jingzhao's tourism industry.
When the car arrived, the youngest people who got off were in their early fifties, at least they looked that way.
Fu Qiang then said to Bai Hao: "Last time Professor Huang Qifa came here, let me tell you, the old man used his old face to find people for you all over the country. These are all. Some are technicians, and there are a few workers who may be as good as your father.
It’s not too different. There won’t be anyone with more than three guns. If they really have that level, it won’t be our turn.”
Fu Qiang asked Bai Hao to come over in person to show his attitude.
It's no big deal.
Bai Hao sent a package to these people. The package contained new clothes, a little money, cigarettes, candies, etc. It was a welcome gift for these people when they first arrived at the Ninth Factory.
Next, someone will register and verify.
Suddenly, a man got out of the car and rushed towards Bai Hao. This shocked the people in the security office, but they heard this man shout: "Director Bai, I, I have something you must do."
