"Son, son, come and show me, how is my textile factory?" As soon as Zhuang Buyuan jumped off Uncle Ling's back, Zhuang's mother impatiently dragged Zhuang Buyuan into the textile factory.

Entering the door, Zhuang saw the same picture as in his memory not far away.

The grass is overgrown, the roads are potholed, and even the grass grows on the eaves of the factory, and the machines in the factory are already old.

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

What participated in the technical competition in the factory, won the first place, and then went outside to participate in the competition on behalf of the factory, and won several medals, and now this medal is still at home.

What kind of machine just bought, no one will use it, it is she reading the manual, while studying, for several days without eating or drinking, before she studies how to use it......

These talk about the ancients, Zhuang is not far away, in fact, I don't know how many times I have heard it.

Just as Zhuang's father is full of feelings for his great-grandfather's brewery, Zhuang's mother is also full of feelings for this old factory.

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

In her opinion, all this seems to have been frozen in time, and after so many years, time has begun to flow again.

It seems that soon, it will be able to regain its original glory.

But Zhuang Buyuan frowned.

This textile factory, in fact, is very characteristic of the times, a few decades ago, there was a wave of building textile mills, less than a few years, all kinds of textile factories all over the north and south of the river, is considered to be the representative of light industry at that time.

At that time, this textile factory was also one of the few good units in Wucheng, and countless people wanted to send their children in.

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

Zhuang Ma was also one of these people.

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

But as time passed, most of the small textile factories fell into operational difficulties, and then began to be laid off, closed down, and sold......

In those days, a textile factory like this, if the operation and management of snacks, can still live well, but now in the era of 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., such a textile factory is built......

Basically, it's about how much you do, how much you lose.

Of course, with the financial resources not far from Zhuang, it is easy to maintain a small textile factory.

Besides, if the raw materials are too expensive, the manor can grow them yourself.

However, there is no point in wasting the valuable resources of the estate and producing something of little added value.

Not to mention, what Zhuang's mother wants is to be richer than Zhuang's father......

And Zhuang Buyuan has made up his mind to push this factory to the throne of 1 billion in market value.

It must also be for a short period of time.

That's a lot of thinking......

Walking in the factory with Zhuang Ma, Zhuang Ma is reminiscing about the past, and Zhuang is not far away from evaluating the factory.

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

This factory, it is estimated that after calculation, only this piece of land is more valuable.

But the industrial land in small cities is really not expensive, plus the debts of the factory itself, so it is worth tens of millions.

In the warehouse of the factory, there was also a batch of mortgaged goods, which was this batch of goods, which caused Zhuang's father to almost kneel on the washboard.

And then ...... There doesn't seem to be anything of value left.

Zhuang walked to the back of the textile factory and saw a half-collapsed wall.

Then Zhuang's eyes lit up.

Behind the textile mill is a river, which is wide and somewhat silted, but the water seems to be living water, and it is slowly flowing forward.

"This is the Wu River, it turns out that the Wu River is behind the factory?" Zhuang Buyuan was quite surprised, his memory of this factory was already very vague, but he didn't expect that Wuhe was here.

The Wu River is connected to the canal, and although the canal has been silted, it is still an important channel for north-south transportation, although the importance of the river is greatly reduced, but this river, at least is a favorable factor.

However, what worries Zhuang Buyuan the most is actually the products of this textile factory.

Why did Zhuang's father's winery become an instant hit? Of course, it's because of the dispelling wine.

Without dispelling wine, there would be no current Zhuang Kee Winery, even if Zhuang Dad has the best winemaking skills, he must start from slowly accumulating customers.

Similarly, Zhuang Ma also needs a fist product that can make a name for herself and a word of mouth, and then she can open up the situation.

Zhuang Buyuan returned to the manor with this problem, frowning and meditating.

Then, he saw the old man come over happily and said, "Look, owner! We received an invitation! ”

Zhuang didn't far step forward, and he saw a line of words on the invitation: "The 12th Jiaodan Prefecture Special Operations Weapons and Equipment Exhibition!" ”

"Owner, our Sunlia Military Industrial Group was invited to participate in the arms exhibition, which can be regarded as famous!" Old Rumble said.

Armaments exhibition? Zhuang Buyuan vaguely thought of something.

"Let me think about it...... Let me think about it......" Zhuang knocked his head not far away, turned and left.

"Owner?" Old Bang Bang was still waiting for a compliment, and when he saw that Zhuang was not far away, he shook his head in confusion.

What is the owner thinking?

……

Outside the Blue Leaf Estate, Breakfast Village.

As soon as the day dawned, the day had already begun in the breakfast village.

Merchants from all over the world gathered to transport all sorts of goods to the breakfast village, exchanged them for sacks of sugar, and then transported them to various parts of the Age of Exile.

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

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

However, the sugar stamps of the manor can only radiate the inner star of the blue stone leaf, which cannot extend the era of exile, which is still a long way from Zhuang's idea of turning the sugar stamps into currency.

If you want to expand your influence again, I'm afraid you have to start an expedition.

However, according to the news that Zhuang received not far away, because he had killed the expeditionary force of Hammer City, Hammer City was urgently discussing countermeasures, and it was likely that other expeditionary forces would be sent to come.

The best way now is not to rush and wait for work.

In addition, now that the manor has just been upgraded, all kinds of ruins are waiting to be rebuilt, and for a while, the stars in the entire blue stone leaf are calm, showing a rare peaceful scene in the era of exile.

The people who live in and around Breakfast Village will benefit most from this peace.

Every day at sunrise and daily income, this kind of life is already the happiest for them.

But this morning, they saw a bloodied figure stumbling down the road.

When he came to the door of the breakfast village, he was immediately blocked by guards.

"Stop coming, it's forbidden to run wild here!"

The figure fell to the ground, struggling to get up, and one of the guards hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"I ...... I want to see the shopkeeper......"

"Hey, a beauty?" One of the guards' eyes lit up, then turned around and ran: "Owner, hurry!" Fast! There are beautiful women looking for! ”