"Son, son, come and see me, how about my textile factory?" Zhuang Buyuan just jumped off Uncle Ling's back, and Zhuang's mother rushed to Zhuang Buyuan into the textile factory.

When I entered the door, I saw the same picture as I remembered not far away.

There are weeds growing, the roads are bumpy, and even weeds grow on the eaves of the factory. The machines in the factory are already out of date.

However, Zhuang's mother looked at these machines with pity and pulled Zhuang not far away to tell her great achievements.

Some people participated in the factory's technical competition and won the first place. Then they represented the factory outside to participate in the competition and won several medals. Now the medal is still placed at home.

I just bought a machine and no one can use it. She studied it while reading the manual and did not eat or drink for several days before she could figure out how to use it...

I have heard of these things about ancient times, but Zhuang is not far away.

Just as Zhuang’s father was full of affection for his great-grandfather’s winery, Zhuang’s mother was also full of affection for this old factory.

Because here is her youth and sweat, as well as her honor and pride.

In her opinion, all this seemed to be frozen by time. After so many years, time began to flow again.

It seems that soon, the original glory can be restored here.

But Zhuang Buyuan frowned.

This textile factory is actually very distinctive. It set off a wave of building textile factories decades ago. In less than a few years, various textile factories were spread all over the country, which was considered a representative of light industry at that time.

At that time, this textile factory was also a great unit in Wucheng. Countless people wanted to send their children in with their connections.

The three-story dormitory was once full of female workers, and countless girls shuttled between factories with beautiful dreams.

Zhuang Ma was once one of these people.

At that time, the textile factory was like a small society, with its own kindergarten, nursery, and small hospital...

But as time goes by, most small textile factories have fallen into operational difficulties and then start to be laid off, closed down, and sold...

In that era, if a textile factory like this kind of textile factory had a good life with dim sum, it would be better to operate, but now an era when industrial clusters, scale effects, and intensive labor are becoming more and more important. In such a small city without various competitive advantages such as logistics advantages, raw material advantages, labor advantages, etc., it is built such a textile factory...

Basically, you will pay as much as you do.

Of course, it is simply easy to maintain a small textile factory with the financial resources of the village.

Besides, if the raw materials are too expensive outside, you can plant them yourself.

However, it is completely meaningless to waste the estate's valuable resources and produce such things that have no added value.

Not to mention, what Zhuang’s mother wants is richer than Zhuang’s father…

Moreover, Zhuang Buyuan made up his mind to push the factory to a market value of 1 billion.

It must be within a short period of time.

This will take a lot of thought...

Walking in the factory with Zhuang Mama, Zhuang Mama was recalling the past, and Zhuang was not far away was evaluating the factory.

Uncle Ling brought a few dumplings to catch snakes in the grass and eat them...

After calculating this factory, the only thing left is this land that is more valuable.

But industrial land in small cities is really not much expensive, and the factory itself is worth tens of millions.

There was also a batch of mortgaged goods in the factory warehouse, which made Zhuang Dad almost kneel down on the washboard.

Then... there seems to be nothing valuable.

Zhuang walked not far behind the textile factory and saw a half-declined wall.

Then Zhuang Buyuan's eyes lit up.

Behind the textile factory is a river. The river channel is very wide and has some silt, but the water seems to be living water and is slowly flowing forward.

"This is Wuhe. It turns out that Wuhe is right behind the factory?" Zhuang Buyuan was quite surprised. His memory of this factory was already very vague, but he didn't expect Wuhe to be here.

The Wu River connects the canal. Although the canal has been silted, it is still an important channel for transportation between the north and the south. Although its importance has been greatly reduced now, this river is at least a favorable factor.

However, what makes Zhuang Buyuan most worried is actually the product of this textile factory.

Why can Zhuang Dad’s winery be launched in one go? Of course it is because of the disease-relieving wine.

Without the disease-relieving wine, there would be no Zhuangji Winery today. Even if Zhuang Dad has the best ability to brew wine, he still needs to start by slowly accumulating customers.

Similarly, Zhuang Ma also needs a flagship product that can make a name for itself and reputation before it can open up the situation.

Zhuang Buyuan returned to the manor with this problem, frowned and thought hard.

Then, he saw Lao Bolong coming over happily and said, "Lord, look! We have received an invitation!"

Zhuang came forward not far away and saw a line of words on the invitation: "The 12th Jiao Danzhou Special Operations Weapons and Equipment Exhibition!"

"The owner of the manor, our Nasunli Military Industry Group was actually invited to participate in the arms exhibition. This is a famous one!" Lao Bolong said happily.

Arms Exhibition? What did Zhuang not far away vaguely think of.

"Let me think... Let me think..." Zhuang Buyuan knocked his head and turned around and left.

"Master of the Manor?" Lao Bolong was still waiting to praise him. Seeing that the manor had left not far away, he shook his head in wonder.

What is the owner thinking about?

...

Outside the Blue Stone Leaf Manor, breakfast village.

As soon as the sky got bright, the breakfast village had already started to have a busy day.

Merchants from all walks of life gathered from all directions and transported all kinds of goods to the breakfast village, replaced them with bags of candy, and then transported them to various places in the exile era.

Now, the influence of the manor's sugar ticket is still limited to the Blue Stone Leaf Star, but the sugar has swept the entire era of exile.

Whether it is the three cities and ten towns, or the wanderers, they have already worshipped under this magical small white square.

However, the manor's sugar tickets can only radiate the stars in the blue stone leaves, which will not extend the era of exile. This is still a long way from the idea of ​​turning sugar tickets into currency in the country.

If you want to expand your influence, you may start an expedition.

However, according to the news that Zhuang Buyuan got, because he killed the expeditionary force of the Hammer City, the Hammer City was urgently discussing countermeasures and it is likely that other expeditionary forces would be sent to come.

The best way now is not to worry and wait for the effort.

In addition, the manor has just been upgraded and everything is in trouble. For a moment, the stars in the blue stone leaves are calm, presenting a rare peaceful scene in the era of exile.

The most benefit of this kind of peace is the residents living in the breakfast village and the residents near the breakfast village.

Every day when sunrises, work and enter and rest, this kind of life is the happiest for them.

But this morning, they saw a blood-filled figure running stumbled on the road.

When he arrived at the entrance of the breakfast village, a guard immediately blocked his way.

"The person who comes to the scene stops, no rush to run here!"

The figure fell to the ground and struggled to get up. A guard rushed forward and helped him up.

"I...I want to meet the shopkeeper..."

"Hey, is it a beauty?" A guard's eyes lit up, then he turned around and ran away: "Honor, hurry! Hurry up! I'll find a beauty!"
Chapter completed!