Fast-transmigration master Feng Bicol crashes into a 1950s era novel, entering a world where the protagonist's stepmother plans to give her a one-corpse-two-deaths finish, followed by assaults ...
After Feng Biluo finished her postpartum confinement, she quickly started school. At this moment, there were about a hundred people in the classroom, and everyone looked at Feng Biluo with some surprise.
Everyone was surprised and bewildered when they looked at Feng Biluo. What should they say? Feng Biluo looked incredibly young. She looked to be around twenty years old, not at all like someone in her thirties.
At this moment, everyone looked at Feng Biluo with a hint of doubt in their expressions. They all questioned Feng Biluo because of her appearance, but no one said anything despite their doubts.
At this moment, Feng Biluo stood not far away and looked at the people in the seats. "I have read all the information you gave me. To be honest, there are still some difficulties in opening a factory in a place with so many people," Feng Biluo said.
“However, after looking at the terrain of some places, I think that in places where people live, some things can be grown, and then other people can open factories. The people who grow things can sell them to the people who open factories, which can also form an industrial chain,” Feng Biluo said directly.
Upon hearing about the "industrial chain," some people became puzzled. What exactly is an industrial chain? They looked at Feng Biluo with a hint of doubt, "Factory Director Feng, we'd like to know how old you are now?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Biluo tossed her hair aside and said, "I'm thirty-three years old." Everyone was stunned. Feng Biluo was thirty-three? It was simply unbelievable.
"How could you be thirty-three? You look about eighteen years old." A man said with some doubt. Upon hearing this, Feng Biluo smiled and looked at him.
"Thank you for your praise, but let's get back to the factory opening. We've planned some locations for you, and now I need you to write a better report," Feng Biluo said.
Upon hearing this, the people below were slightly taken aback. "The report should include your local customs and characteristics, as well as various other things. You can write them all down so I can make an evaluation for you." Upon hearing this, the people below nodded.
At this moment, Feng Biluo looked at these people and then gave each of them a document, which was a book that had been photocopied a few days ago. "Would you like to take a look at these?" Upon hearing this, the group of people picked up the books and began to read them.
"Alright, that's the end of the meeting for today. By the way, I can contact the five of you every day. You can ask each of you what you want on any given day," Feng Biluo said. Upon hearing this, Feng Biluo immediately took out a large box.
“Here are some numbers. You can draw lots yourselves. Whatever number you get is your number. Xiao Qiongshan can ask me first,” Feng Biluo said. “Alright, come up and draw lots.”
Upon hearing this, everyone rushed up to draw lots. Feng Biluo watched as the people who came to draw lots sat not far away. Ji Huangquan came directly over, and when he looked at Feng Biluo, he handed the baby to her.
While holding the baby, Feng Biluo looked at the first five people who had drawn lots. As she looked at these people, Feng Biluo started listening to them talk about their hometowns, saying, "There are many ponds in your hometown."
"Yes, we have plenty of fish, but we don't know how to sell them," she said, looking at Feng Biluo. "We'd like to ask if you have any methods for preserving fish."
“There is a way to process the fish into canned fish,” Feng Biluo said directly. After learning about the situation in the other party’s place, Feng Biluo felt that canned fish was the best choice. Of course, there were still some issues, namely the taste.
Upon hearing this, the factory director said, "I hope you can teach us. Although we have a lot of fish in our area, it is very difficult to grow grain. Under such circumstances, many people in our area are basically not able to get enough to eat."
There are plenty of aquatic products, but the problem is that having a lot of aquatic products doesn't mean you can eat your fill. Hearing this, Feng Biluo nodded and said, "I can teach you this, but I need you to have a complete plan. What kind of aquatic products do you have? And how much money can you raise to open a factory? As for sales, you can find people to come here or go to Qishan'ao to learn." Feng Biluo said.
Setting up a factory seems easy, but many problems need to be solved in advance. Upon hearing this, the man nodded. Feng Biluo then looked at another person, who lived in a plain.
"You mean selling grain?" Many places grow grain, but private sales are prohibited, leaving many unsure what to do. They're considering opening factories to find a way out.
“Of course, you have the most grain here. You can exchange supplies with other places and buy and sell them under the name of Factory No. 1.” Feng Biluo nodded directly. Feng Biluo had handled a lot of things that day.
Meanwhile, some people were giving Feng Biluo reports. Feng Biluo was very busy, while Xiao Qiongshan was pursuing her, and his expression was quite serious when he was pursuing Feng Biluo.
Under this pursuit, Feng Bishi's expression became somewhat complicated. Looking at Xiao Qiongshan, she said, "You are much younger than me. Are you sure you are serious?" Looking at Xiao Qiongshan, she added, "I am several years older than you." Five or six years is not a gap that can be crossed under normal circumstances.
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