"I came to Sichuan to open a factory." Yan Guang said with a smile.

"Factory?" The three of them were stunned.

"That's right, textile factories, of course, they may also open grey factories, glass factories, paper factories, etc. in the future..."

Yan Guang never thought about what stocks to buy. Not to mention that the Qing Dynasty would collapse in three years, just talk about stocks. If Zhou Zining and others had not told him, he would not have known that the Sichuan-Han Railway Company had already started selling stocks...

"That's how..." Zhou Zining smiled awkwardly. "Originally, you looked like a rich man, and thought you were going to buy stocks when you entered Sichuan, but I didn't expect it to be a factory."

"Don't count me..." Zhao Wenping snorted.

Zhou Zining and others have also been abroad. Although they are in the East, they also know the benefits of opening a factory. No matter how large it is, as long as they are not an opium factory, they can be considered beneficial to the country and the people. Moreover, in this era, when they are workers in factories, they earn more than being farmers in the fields. The monthly salary is not much less than that of soldiers from the new army, and sometimes they even have a lot more.

Besides, why don’t you do this year and month? It’s just as hard to farm as the sky and face the soil. If you catch up with a natural disaster, you will be the luckiest. If you don’t get any harvest, you will have to sell your children and girls if you don’t do it well...

Moreover, Yan Guang didn't look like a mean person, and he probably wouldn't treat his workers as harshly as some profiteers on the coast.

"Sichuan has 50 million people, which is the largest population in China. It is adjacent to seven provinces: Yunnan, Guizhou, Qinghai, Gansu, Shaanxi, Hunan and Hubei. The population of these seven provinces is over 100 million. Even if not everyone wants to buy my products, I will not lose money if I have such a huge base there..."

Yan Guang didn't know what Zhou Zining and the others were thinking, so he was just selling his business practices there.

In his opinion, Sichuan has a population of 50 million. Even if only one-tenth or even one percent of these 50 million people can become his customers, it is definitely a huge purchasing power. Moreover, there are seven provinces around Sichuan. The population of these provinces may not be as large as Sichuan, but the total number of them is definitely greater than that of Sichuan.

"Since that's the case, let's first wish Brother Yan a prosperous business!" Zhao Wenping smiled.

"I'm thanking you for your good words." Yan Guang touched another card, and when he took it, he smiled when he saw it. "Touch yourself."

Seeing the three people stunned, Yan Guang smiled happily. No matter whether the construction of the factory in Sichuan was successful or not, at least he knew that his fortune was indeed good along the way.

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After arriving at the dock in Chongqing, Zhao Wenping led Zhou and Chen, who had a blue face and a white lips, off the boat.

Before leaving, Zhao Wenping told Yan Guang about their place of residence, so that he would go to their place to sit if he had time. However, seeing the trembling appearance of Zhou and Chen just now, Yan Guang felt that if he really went to visit them, he would probably only see Zhao Wenping alone.

Along the way, Yan Guang not only won all the more than ten silver dollars he lost yesterday, but also made Zhou Taicheng and Chen Guobin lose more than fifty silver dollars. In the end, if the two hadn't admitted that they would not even have the cost of travel back to Chengdu, Yan Guang might have won their pants too.

However, seeing that the two guys were really poor and had only pants left, the four of them had no choice but to play mahjong without gambling. But I don’t know if it was because of not gambling. In the end, Yan Guang actually lost more than twenty times in a row.

After Zhou, Chen and Zhao left, Yan Guang didn't care that he had just gotten off the boat and found a carriage to go to Chengdu. However, due to distrust of the public security situation in the late Qing Dynasty, he took out three of the five Mauser pistols in his suitcase and put them in the carriage.

This was brought back from the United States, and he carried it with him even when he was on the boat. Unfortunately, there were no Mauser guns of twenty shots at this time, so Yan Guang could only come back with ten shots.

Fortunately, there was no problem with the calm along the way, otherwise Yan Guang had no gunshots, even if he was holding the legendary shell gun in his hand, it would be useless.

The next day, Yan Guang's muscles that were about to be disintegrated jumped out of the car.

At first glance, there was a tall city wall. "The city wall is so high, no wonder the Guardian Army did not attack any time back then." Yan Guang smiled. "But the Guardian Army's equipment is too poor. If there are even a little heavy weapons, it would be a dilemma to win or lose with the combat effectiveness of the patrol battalion..."

"Is this Chengdu?" Yan Guang took out the car money and handed it to the coachman.

The coachman smiled and took the money from the car. "That's right, this is Chengdu."

Yan Guang nodded. "Master, you must have been to Chengdu many times in this business, right?"

"Of course, many people who get off the boat from Chongqing end up going to Chengdu, so I basically come here many times a month."

"Then I would like to ask, do you know where near Chengdu is more suitable for building factories?"

Hearing this, the coachman looked at Yan Guang a few times and said hesitantly. "Is this? I don't know very well, but I think it's better not to be too far from Chengdu. The country people are superstitious. It's better to build a factory closer to the city."

"Thank you." Yan Guang had heard before that many factories were built in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, but some of them were attacked by villagers, and most of the reasons were destroyed by the feng shui of our ancestors, etc.

"It's better to pay attention, otherwise it would be removed after the factory was built, which would be too damn..."

After queuing up to pay the money at the city gate, the soldiers at the city gate didn't search and let Yan Guang go in. But I think so, there were more than 400,000 people in Chengdu. If everyone had to search when entering the city, I'm afraid it would be impossible to search in one day.

After Yan Guang entered the city, he first found a hotel in the city. After the next day, he got rid of the fatigue of the boat and drove out of the city and found the site for the construction of the factory.

"Textile factories, grey factories, and more than 100 patents registered in the United States. When the stocks become money next year, you can also select some suitable patents to build a factory. This way, the factory will take up a lot of land..." Fortunately, at this time, a mu of arable land only costs twenty or thirty silver dollars, and if it is ordinary land, it will be cheaper.

Riding the skinny horse he bought, Yan Guang finally found a suitable place in the northeast corner of the city. It was not arable land, and the terrain was quite flat. The most important thing was that there was a river nearby and there were no villages or houses around.

After returning to Chengdu, Yan Guang came here with the government officials. When he learned that the land was a homeless land, he spent 3,000 silver dollars to buy ten hectares. Then Yan Guang sent a lot of red envelopes and quickly completed the procedures for building the factory.

"Next, just build a factory and buy a machine..." After completing all the procedures and looking at the land that already belonged to him, Yan Guang suddenly felt like he wanted to vomit because he suddenly thought that he was going to take a boat again...

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