Chapter 730 Sister Aqing under the tide of the times
Songjiang Prefecture is a cotton spinning center, but Zuo Menggeng does not want to turn it into a cotton planting center.
The experience of later generations told him that Songjiang Prefecture was actually not suitable for cotton cultivation.
The ratio of people to land is one problem, and climate is another problem.
The most fundamental reason is that the cotton grown in various parts of Ming Dynasty is not actually the best variety.
The quality of this kind of mainland cotton is far inferior to that of long-staple cotton.
However, there is no long-staple cotton in the territory currently controlled by Shandong, and even the seeds cannot be found.
However, this is the future trend, and Zuo Mengeng naturally has to plan ahead.
What's more, today is the Little Ice Age. Under continuous disasters, food is more important than anything else.
Only when human survival is guaranteed can we talk about other things.
Because of his strong persistence and good reasons, everyone in Songjiang Prefecture had to give up the idea of growing cotton.
All confiscated land, as well as newly reclaimed land, will be used as farmland.
Everyone in Songjiang Mansion had no objection to the construction of the seawall that Chen Zilong emphasized.
They have lived here for generations and are more aware of the dangers of seawater flooding.
"If you want to build a seawall, it is best to build a new cement plant here. If cement is used to build the seawall, the ability to resist disasters will be better."
In later generations, seawalls in many places were built with cement as dams, which were far more effective in preventing wind and waves than today's earth and rocks.
Chen Zilong certainly knows the benefits of cement.
"I just don't know if the Lu family still has any energy left?"
Nowadays, large-scale construction projects are being carried out all over Shandong, and cement is in greatest demand.
The Lu family has taken over this industry and has opened many branch factories throughout Shandong, but the cement produced is still in short supply.
It can be said that this business alone has wiped out the Lu family's wealth.
All the benefits gained were repeatedly invested in production, but still could not keep up with the speed of demand.
This made Lu Haochou's hair turn white.
"Since the Lu family has no spare capacity, we can build our own factory here."
Zuo Mengeng didn't think this was a problem.
The most important thing now is the project. The Lu family can't do it all, so they still have to give up their share.
However, the Lu family's emotions also need to be taken care of.
He thought for a while and came up with a solution.
"Ask everyone here in Songjiang Prefecture. If anyone is willing, they can take a stake in Lu's Cement Company and then build a new branch here."
In this way, the interests of the Lu family are guaranteed, the demand for cement in construction can also be alleviated, and production capacity can be expanded, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.
Chen Zhi agrees with this idea.
After consultation, everyone in Songjiang Prefecture was still very eager.
After all, we have been paying close attention to the situation in Shandong in real time. We have also heard a lot about the magical effects of cement.
When they heard that a cement plant was going to be built here, everyone knew that they would definitely make money.
In the end, after discussion, a total of 18 companies in Songjiang Prefecture jointly invested in Lu's Cement Company.
Lu Hao is the happiest person when someone helps him.
He immediately rushed to Songjiang Prefecture with his most capable craftsmen and managers to help build a new branch factory.
"Not to mention Songjiang Prefecture, there are even many people in Shandong who want to participate in the cement factory. Without your permission, I dare not agree. Nowadays, the demand for cement is too great, and our family really can't cope with it.
Come."
Lu Hao used to be in the brick and tile business. What worried him most was that the business was not easy to do and he was exploited by the government. He suffered heavy losses every year.
He never imagined that one day he would be worried about not being able to do business.
Under such circumstances, someone was willing to participate. What Lu Hao thought of was not to protect his food, but to be happy.
He could think so, and other businessmen could think so, Zuo Mengeng couldn't be happier.
"It's a good thing that some people are taking shares. This means that the business will get bigger and stronger. Maybe... your cement company will become a giant-level enterprise in the future."
In this era, business is developing towards formalization, and all orders and models are being explored.
Lu Hao didn't understand what a giant super enterprise was, but just listening to the descriptions of these words, he knew that it must be very amazing.
With Zuo Mengeng's consent, he no longer had to worry about business.
Songjiang Mansion was turbulent and all businesses were flourishing, but Zuo Menggeng came to a place that was forgotten.
Looking at the dilapidated and desolate scene around him and the courtyard covered with spider webs in front of him, Zuo Mengeng stood still.
There are always glances from the surrounding courtyards, timid and filled with hatred.
Zuo Mengeng could feel it, but didn't care.
He took various sacrifices from Fu Yijian's hands, placed them outside the courtyard gate, and burned incense himself.
Seeing this scene, everyone around was shocked.
Xu Erjue, who accompanied him, was even more dissatisfied.
"All the chaos is caused by this woman. Even if she is not convicted, there is no need to pay homage to her, right?"
Zuo Mengeng stared blankly at the courtyard that had long lost its popularity.
"But what's wrong with her?"
Just one sentence left Xu Erjue speechless.
He thought about it again and again, but he really couldn't find any reason.
Seeing Zuo Mengeng's actions, the people around him finally became bolder.
An old man approached cautiously, but was blocked by guards.
"Commander Zuo, there is no one in Mrs. Aqing's family. I heard... the government does not implicate others."
Zuo Mengeng smiled warmly and said, "Sister-in-law Aqing is not guilty either."
The old man's eyes turned red, he paused and sighed.
"Then why did she die?"
Zuo Mengeng thought for a moment and said leisurely: "Maybe this is the fault of the times."
The old man didn't understand, but he also understood that this new official had no intention of offending them.
"I heard that you were all the best craftsmen in the past, and the cloth you woven was the best in Songjiang Prefecture?"
Zuo Mengeng summoned all the nearby neighbors and talked to them personally.
But when they heard his praise, these people showed no joy.
"No matter how good the craftsmanship is, what's the use? Nowadays, the cloth produced in the factory is so cheap and good that Allah can't compete with it."
Zuo Mengeng asked back: "Why are you fighting? The factory also needs manpower. The better your craftsmanship is, the more popular it will be, won't it?"
Seeing these people being silent, Zuo Mengeng vaguely understood something.
"In the past, you relied on your outstanding craftsmanship to be very prosperous, and you miss your old life even more. But the times are moving forward, and the progress of technology is unstoppable. How to find your own position under the wave of the times?
For you, it’s a matter of life and death. Sister-in-law Ah Qing, like you, can’t get out of the past, which is why the tragedy happened. If you can’t get out of the past, your future won’t be any better than Sister-in-law A Qing’s.
go."
He was still the same old man, full of grief and anger.
"They say the new government is good to us people, so why are we still watching us die?"
Zuo Mengeng pointed out his mistake.
"What caused your tragedy is not the new government, but the times. As long as you are willing to step out of your previous comfort zone, you can still find that the future is bright."
He didn't know if what he said would be heard by these people. But there was only so much he could do.
And he also believes that with the development of the times, more people will become victims of the times like Mrs. A Qing.
This is certainly very sad, but compared with the magnificent era, no one can stop it.
After returning home, Zuo Menggeng and I thought about it again and again and wrote the manuscript.