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Chapter 37 The Rice Mill

700 taels of silver, equivalent to a purchasing power of more than 2 U.S. dollars, is quite refreshing to spend in an area where the monthly salary is 20 U.S. dollars.

Shi Yan and Shi Mo, holding their stamped grain purchase certificates, bought grain in units of one hundred taels of silver. Such an attitude made the grain store want to treat them like uncles.The purpose of doing business is to make money. As long as they see the seal, no matter how much grain it says on it, they will be able to sell it at the grain shop.

In fact, as long as the boys in Hongri Village continue to accept bribes, Shi Yan will not hesitate to go to the grain shop to buy them, the price difference between the two is quite a lot.

It's a pity that Cheng Jinzhou's food consumption is getting faster and faster every day, and the Zhuang Ding of Hongri Village can't keep up with the pace of piracy. If it weren't for this, the Huo Family Food Company wouldn't even have a dime of business.

The bought grain was too much, so they simply piled it up in Xiaoxizhuang. Cheng Jinzhou went to the private school every morning for a job, and then he rode away, just like his life in the laboratory.

The village head of Xiaoxizhuang looked at the mountains of wheat in the granary with tears in his eyes, pulled his inkstone and said, "If all this is ground out, how much grain will we get?"

"Not much?" Shi Yan shook his head helplessly. Although he didn't know where Cheng Jinzhou used the food, the speed of consumption was clear—in fact, there was nothing to guess, no matter how strange the behavior was when practicing astrology. acceptable.

If Cheng Jinzhou had an official title of Astromancer, he wouldn't even need to hide it.This is also the difference between high-grade star warlocks and ordinary star warlocks. Food is an important strategic material, and if you want to waste it, you have to be qualified. If you are not high enough, use cheap goods to practice.

The modified grinding plate was spinning squeakingly and sped up by 20%, but it was still surprisingly slow. It took more than an hour to produce 100 kilograms of polished rice.That's it, the village chief kept saying that he couldn't finish it.

Shi Mo said angrily: "It's not for you to eat."

"It's good to look at. It's comfortable." The village chief fought with Mr. Cheng on the front line. He has seen it, heard it, and muttered to himself: "A catty of rice is ground into polished rice, which sells for 1 penny more than brown rice." Money, at least one stone of rice can bring out twenty or thirty Wen."

Twenty or thirty Wen is quite a lot, Shi Mo calculated, "My monthly money is only two taels of silver, and it's only four or five strings of money."

The son of the village chief next to him burst out laughing, and said: "You have 5000 big money, and you have to grind it for 200 hours, and you have to do it when the water is heavy. Not counting the transportation expenses, this is what you earn in a month."

"Then what do you want the rice mill to do?" Cheng Jinzhou asked as he walked around copying books when he heard laughter.

Several people outside the door looked at each other, but Shi Yan couldn't hold back and said: "Third brother, whether it is to remove the shell or go to the outer layer, it must be crushed."

"Oh?"

"White rice is brown rice that has been milled many times. If you grind too much, the outside will be clean. So if you don't have a mill, you have to use a mill, or you won't even be able to eat brown rice."

The village chief interjected, "The more you grind, the easier it is to break. Broken rice is worthless."

"It's a lot of attention." Cheng Jinzhou looked at the dim dam in the distance, and said, "Raise this dam higher, build more rice mills, will it make money?"

He really thought about it, water power was free, and he could make some income, and it would be nice to add up to a little.

Several people looked at each other, and the village chief said uncomfortably: "If you say that you can make a lot of money for a day, but we have no place to sell it, and the price in the grain store is so hard that some don't want our polished rice, and one... He paused and said: "After the farmers pay the grain tax, the rest is enough for themselves, and there is no extra grain."

"The processing industry is the processing industry, and it has nothing to do with your own food." Cheng Jinzhou applied the experience of later generations: "Bought brown rice, we process it into polished rice, and then sell it to make money?"

Seeing him looking at him, Shi Yan pursed his lips and said, "Red Sun Village has a lot of rice, and there are waterways to go back and forth. The cost should not be much. Most of those grain shops also have their own rice mills, but the scale is not large..."

The food in Hongrizhuang is equivalent to misappropriating the Cheng family's food, so the price is naturally cheap.

"Then the remaining issue is the channel." Cheng Jinzhou rubbed his eyebrows proudly.

The few people next to them were wiping their sweat, and the village chief's son suddenly said, "The Cheng family has the most rice in the city, and the Cheng family's grain store is the largest grain store."

"That's right. Who is in charge of Cheng's food business?" Cheng Jinzhou laughed in disbelief.

The village head continued to wipe his sweat, grabbed his son with his left hand and said, "It's Fourth Master Cheng."

"My fourth uncle?"

"It's the Fourth Young Master of the Yuezi Branch." Shi Yan said it more politely.

Cheng Jinzhou nodded and said: "That's it, first build the dam bigger, and then build two or three more rice mills to try the effect. We don't have to sell the rice that comes out to our own grain store. Open a grain store by yourself, so as not to say that we use public resources."

"The labor for building the dam?" Shi Yan knew that this kind of thing would still fall on him in the end, so he asked uneasily.

"Seeing that the farming is slack, is Xiaoxizhuang enough?" Cheng Jinzhou said to himself.

The village chief's son rolled his eyes and thought: Does the labor in Zhuangzi count as public service?Are you going to sell your grain store to the Cheng family?He was in his right mind and didn't dare to say it directly.

Cheng Jinzhou is in a good mood. Even in the era of steam engines, water power is a very important resource. After the completion of this dam, no matter whether the mill can produce output or not, it will be of many uses in the future. If you get a set of books on steelmaking and ironmaking, you can make a fortune.

Looking at the young man next to him rolling his eyelids, he looked like an elder and said with his hands behind his back: "What's your name? What do you think?"

God knows he is also a member of Bensan, but no one around knows it. The mill worker quickly turned his face away, holding back his laughter—a child pretends to be mature, like a big duck mixed in with a flock of geese, only him I just thought I wasn't exposed.

"The younger one's name is Tang Zheng." When his name was called, the young man who seemed a little indifferent at first quickly lowered his head. The hierarchy was deeply ingrained.

"Tell me." Cheng Jinzhou still showed great generosity.

"That..." Tang Zheng didn't dare to say that your words were duplicity, and he twisted his neck for a long time and said, "You are a person who wants to test for fame, and it seems that you can't do it as a businessman."

"Well, then you are familiar with this business." Cheng Jinzhou caught the young man on the spot. What he wanted was actually a dam, and the rest was just incidental. Even if it was a dam, he didn't know when it would really be used. It is also convenient to "catch a strong man" for his son.

The son didn't say anything, but the old village chief became excited first.Working for the Cheng family is completely different from working for the Cheng family's direct grandson. He trembled at the mouth and wanted to kneel down.

Cheng Jinzhou hurriedly supported him, and then glared at Tang Zhengdao: "The ground is full of stones, so the old man is supported."

Tang Zheng hurried forward and became shy.

"Just catch up with these few months and build the dam. Come and ask me for how much it will cost." Of course, Cheng Jinzhou is not going to spend his own money. The Cheng family spends every year building bridges, paving roads, and building water conservancy. Quite a lot, not to mention the state government's spending as a base.

This kind of thing that benefits the country and the people, works for the welfare of the villagers, and at the same time does not cost money and has real benefits, is Cheng Jinzhou's favorite thing.

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