7. Demand leads to projects, and projects lead to demand
In his previous life, Li Jia Shu was in charge of a chemical plant project.
The land for the factory was chosen near a second-tier city and close to a township.
The population of villages and towns is not large, and most of the residents are middle-aged and elderly people over 40 years old.
Deserted.
When the construction team completed the foundation stage and was about to enter the steel structure construction stage, Li Jiasu ordered a large number of prefabricated structural parts from the steel factories around the township.
Soon, many truck drivers were running in two directions every day, delivering tons of steel structural parts to the construction site.
The business of small restaurants in rural towns has improved slightly because truck drivers eat cheap lunch and dinner in towns. It costs 12 yuan for a meat and two vegetables, and there are no traffic police to post tickets.
After entering the pouring stage, the business of the dilapidated bathhouse in the township improved.
Because the construction site cannot provide bathing.
The masters brought over by the contractor, after completing a day's work of pouring, smoothing, and transporting garbage, were covered in ash and mud. They had to go to the old bathhouse in the township, take a bath, drink, and play cards before they could get in.
Clean yourself before taking a break.
At the same time, some old aunties in villages and towns also made a little money.
Don't get me wrong, I mean washing clothes.
The number of washing machines in the construction site dormitory is limited and cannot handle the work clothes (covered with dust and mud), underwear, and shoes of so many people every day. And to be honest, in this case, the washing machine is not as effective as hand washing.
Li Jia Shu and the construction manager found the director of the neighborhood committee in the township and served him cigarettes, rice and wine. Then he helped hang up the notice and sent people to the mahjong room hidden in the market to communicate with the old aunts who played mahjong every day.
The construction manager paid a few hundred yuan and asked old aunties to help once a week to wash the clothes washed by the washing machine by hand to ensure that the clothes were basically clean and to prevent the workers from getting sick. (They were only asked once a week.
, so you don’t have to wash it carefully every day.)
The old aunts in the villages and towns have made a little money, and they are more willing to spend money to buy food.
Later, when the construction of the worker dormitories supporting the chemical plant was about to be completed, Li Jiasu ordered hundreds of sets of pots and pans from a daily necessities grocery store in the township. The grocery store owner was very happy.
Li Jiasu was also happy.
The funds provided by Party A for this matter require that hundreds of sets of pots and pans of qualified quality be ordered from regular manufacturers, and that they can be thrown directly into the warehouse after the workers' dormitories are completed.
There is a difference in quality between a 5 yuan plastic washbasin and a 3 yuan plastic washbasin, but will anything go wrong when used?
Will the bosses come to check whether the pots and pans are ‘high-quality products from major manufacturers’?
If you tell me something, everyone will understand.
Finally, in the month when the chemical plant project was about to be completed, Li Jia Shu noticed that several KTVs, several barber shops, several foot bath shops, and several Chinese fast food restaurants had opened in towns and villages.
The small bosses in the towns are very keen and know that the big one is coming.
After the chemical plant is completed, there will inevitably be thousands of workers, local or from other places, who will settle, work, and consume here in the future.
Li Jia Shu and the construction manager left this second-tier city and this township.
But this town will definitely be more lively than before.
I remember that in the general education class of my freshman year, the professor once said: Demand brings projects, and projects bring needs.
However, Li Jiasu agreed more with the words he had read in another book.
He said,
"The essence of man is the sum of all social relations."
Among all human social relations, the most basic relationship is the production relationship.
Therefore, even if you start with an island, the territory will be poor and broken.
As long as there are people, there are seaports and small towns.
Plus a little bit of subjectivity.
Why worry about not being able to develop in a down-to-earth manner?
but,
The more people there are, the more unpredictable variables there are.
...
"The slaves are all healthy and no one is sick. Captain, the boys and I will take the slaves down now?" Mate Barbary asked his captain.
"Take them all down, um, remember to keep the sailors calm, and wait until we get to the port of Saracen to let everyone party..."
Captain Pasha looked at the floor-length mirror and straightened his triangular hat with exquisite patterns on his head.
"...I haven't been to Gusi City for two or three months. I don't want that guy Wuyue to laugh at me for not being able to control my men."
Putting the necklace of black pearls on his neck, Captain Pasha looked at himself in the mirror, then turned around and left the captain's cabin with First Mate Barbary.
Captain Pasha in the mirror watched himself and his men leave the room, then sat down at the desk and continued to study the old navigation charts on the table.
On the seawall of the port, 83 shackled Slay slaves were supervised by pirates armed with clubs, awaiting their fate in despair.
After Captain Pasha, who was dressed in black and wearing a black hat, and First Mate Barbary landed from the rope ladder, at a very 'timely' moment, a car with a swan coat of arms drove out at the corner of the street not far from the seawall.
Noble carriage.
A dozen soldiers holding short spears trotted behind the carriage on both sides, guarding the lord.
Passers-by on both sides of the street retreated and stood under the eaves, slightly bent over, heads lowered, daring not to move.
The sound of beating sticks was heard.
"Kneel down!"
"Everyone kneel down!"
The pirates viciously beat the slaves on the back with sticks and spoke short Sleif words with poor pronunciation, making the slaves all kneel down.
The wheels stopped at the seawall.
The pirates held clubs and knelt on one knee.
Captain Pasha and First Mate Barbary walked in front of his men.
Three meters away from the carriage, the two of them also knelt down on one knee.
"Pasha van der Zwihe, comes to see Lord Federesh!"
The pirate captain in black clothes and black hat said loudly with a strong voice.
The carriage door opened, and the figure of a young man in purple velvet silk clothes stepped out of the carriage.
Captain Pasha and First Mate Barbary raised their heads in surprise at the same time.
The first mate continued to kneel on one knee, and the captain stood up.
"You are... Chuyang, Wuyue's son." Captain Pasha recognized the boy.
"Yes, it's me. I heard my father mention you, Uncle Dezweihe." Chu Yang said calmly.
"Chu Yang... Sir," the pirate captain looked at the boy who was two inches shorter than himself and hesitated, "Your father...?"
The young man in purple velvet silk clothes shook his head slightly, "My father suddenly contracted a serious illness a few weeks ago. Doctors failed to save him, and he passed away last week."
The expression of the pirate captain in black clothes and black hat changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he did not speak in the end.
Chu Yang waited for a minute and saw that the other party didn't say anything more, so he said: "Let your subordinates get up."
The pasha whistled, and First Mate Barbary and the other pirates stood up one after another.
"Let the slaves also get up." Chu Yang said again.
First Mate Barbary: "Huh?"
"What I mean is, just ask the slave to stand up and sit down instead of kneeling." Chu Yang said with a stern face, "My guest, Mr. Axelaret, the first mate of Barbary whom you have met.
That stranger, he thinks..."
"...The ground on the seawall is wet, which makes the slaves kneel for a long time, which is bad for the knees. If the disease takes root, it will be a loss for the Federesh family."
"So just let them sit on the ground. They are not allowed to kneel."
Chu Yang explained slowly.
Captain Pasha said "hmm", and the first mate immediately greeted the pirates.
"Get up! Everyone get up!"
"Sit down! Sit down, everyone!"
The pirates hit the slaves on the back with their clubs and shouted in Sleif short words with irregular pronunciation.
The slaves stood up in confusion, then sat down.
Chuyang nodded, made eye contact with Pasha, and said with a smile: "Captain Pasha, thank you for being willing to conclude this deal with me, and I should also fulfill my duty as a landlord and treat you to a drink in the city."
"Come on, let's go to the tavern. The seats are ready."
Chu Yang pointed at the tavern a hundred meters away.
Captain Pasha pressed his black hat and said, "Okay, Lord."
The two of them walked to the tavern one after the other. First mate Barbary picked out three of his closest men and followed them.
Entering the tavern, they saw three soldiers and the guard Hammer wearing leather armor and a short sword sitting in a corner. There were four cups of wheat beer on the table in front of them, but apparently no one had touched them.
These wine glasses.
The owner of the tavern, an old man in his 50s, wearing a slightly faded but neat dress, stood next to the guard Hammer, with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands and looking at the distinguished guests.
The young waiter stood behind the bar, his head lowered, wiping the oak wine glass in his hand with a white velvet cloth.
The three pirate sailors and the Barbary mate were greeted by the tavern owner and sat down at a round table.
It happened to form a diagonal situation with the guard Hamo and three soldiers.
Captain Pasha was led by Chu Yang to the bar and sat down on a chair with velvet cushions.
"Hadir, long time no see, you have grown taller again." Chu Yang said to the young waiter.
"Master Gui'an, what would you two like to drink?"
Chuyang: "..."
The young man rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed slightly in his heart.
"A sea salt ale with honey for me, and a gizzard cocktail for Captain Pasha?"
The young man in purple velvet silk clothes looked at the captain in black clothes and black hat.
"Okay, sailors love juice the most." Captain Pasha nodded, took off his black hat, and placed it on the table.
...
at the same time.
"Yes, it's for those slaves, the lord's order."
"Let me explain to you the detailed requirements for customization."
The cloaked man wearing a brass mask unfolded the parchment roll stamped with red wax in front of several tailor shop owners.
The tailor shop owners tremblingly took the parchment from the hands of the terrifying giant in front of them and read 80% of the sentences on the paper.
Sir, would you like to order 200 pairs of special cotton gloves?
Li Jiasu coughed, then took a mutton oil crayon, wrote on the wooden board, and explained the product needs to the tailors and craftsmen.
Labor protection gloves can effectively protect workers' hands and are anti-cut, anti-wear and anti-slip.
Due to the lack of rubber to plasticize the surface, gloves woven only with cotton thread will have very poor durability.
Therefore, Li Jiasu worked hard and chose to use cotton cloth and leather fragments to customize labor protection gloves.
Cotton cloth can be produced locally in Gusi City.
Although the local production of leather is not high, it is enough for the time being, because each pair of the Xixi version of labor protection gloves designed by Li Jiasu only needs to be sewn with leather on key parts.
Laborers who have moved bricks, plastered, and installed beams all know which parts of their hands exert the most force and are most vulnerable to injury.
After spending some time explaining the design details to the tailors and craftsmen, Li Jia Shu patted the dust on his cloak and returned to the street.
"Well, the wooden ruler has been ordered, the one-wheel cart has been ordered, the gloves have been ordered, and the next one..."
With a devil's pace, Li Jiasu walked through several streets and walked towards the blacksmith shop.
"Hey, I have to check the craftsmanship of the local blacksmiths to see if they can temper the brass to a suitable thickness. Well, maybe I need to carve a few molds myself...
"
Since plastic has not yet been born in this low-magic world, and iron ore is more difficult to smelt, Li Jiasu decided to use copper ore, which is relatively cheaper and easier to smelt, and cotton to make a helmet.
(The melting point of copper is 1083℃ and the melting point of iron is 1538℃)
When entering the construction site, you must wear a safety helmet.
You are absolutely not allowed to enter the construction site without wearing a safety helmet.
As for the purchase cost of these Xixi edition ‘brass-clamped cotton’ helmets?
Hahaha, of course Mr. Chuyang, who obeyed Li Jia's words, will pay for it.
Although, from the perspective of civil engineering projects, Chuyang Feidieleshi is Party A and Li Jiasu is Party B.
But at the transcendent level, from the perspective of the Nine Hell Contract, the devil is the powerful party.