"Oh! Is the effect of cement so magical?" Using cement to build walls was beyond his understanding, and using cement to pave roads was something Feng Zixuan could not imagine.
However, Feng Zixuan thought about it again and realized that Su Sijin was the wife of the God of War. Perhaps the successful development of cement was his idea.
If that was really his idea, then the cement paving might be real.
If Su Sijin knew that Feng Zixuan had imagined so much during the moment he was stunned, she would definitely be speechless and roll her eyes in an rude manner.
Su Sijin chuckled, "Sir, please follow me."
Su Sijin made a gesture of invitation, letting Feng Zixuan sit in front and she sit behind.
"This is the place where we usually play in our spare time. It is paved with cement." Su Sijin brought people to the children. When the children saw Su Sijin coming, they rushed to greet her.
Su Sijin accepted it all and responded with enthusiasm with a smile.
Finally, Zheng Jie and Shen Tingyun saw that the people around Su Sijin were extraordinary, so they hurriedly took the children away from there. They nodded to Su Sijin and others from a distance as a greeting.
Feng Zixuan looked at the two people walking away and asked in a strange way, "Who is that?"
"Those are my mother-in-law and my younger sister." After Su Sijin finished explaining, she continued to lead Feng Zixuan to a cement road.
“Is this a cement road?”
A long and winding road came into view, dispelling the wonder in Feng Zixuan's mind.
The visual impact of the cement road was too strong. The road was muddy all the way, and his shoes and pants were all covered in mud.
However, this cement road is as clean as new, forming a sharp contrast with the muddy road. If the muddy road is untouchable, the cement road in front of us is a clean road.
Even if there is dirt on it, it can be cleaned.
If cement roads can be paved in Ganzhou Prefecture or even Dayue, it will not only benefit the country and the people, provide convenience for travel, but also shorten time and improve efficiency.
With good roads, there is no need to worry about economic development.
The more Feng Zixuan thought about it, the more excited he became, so excited that stars of excitement appeared in his eyes. He was extremely happy just thinking that all the roads were made of cement.
Without waiting for Su Sijin's answer, he couldn't wait to ask.
"Madam Lu, I would like to have all the official roads, rural roads, and village roads in Ganzhou Prefecture paved with cement. What do you think, Madam?"
Straight to the point, really direct enough.
It was worth it, she led people to check out the cement road.
Su Sijin smiled confidently, "Can Lord Feng be the master of Ganzhou Prefecture?"
Feng Zixuan stated eagerly, "From the day I take up the position of prefect of Ganzhou Prefecture, I will have the final say in Ganzhou Prefecture."
He was afraid that if he was too late, Su Sijin would change her mind and not support him.
Very good, being able to make the decision makes all the preparations worthwhile.
Su Sijin also expressed her thoughts, "I naturally believe that you can make the decision in Ganzhou Prefecture. If you want all the roads in Ganzhou Prefecture to be cement roads, it will be easy to do."
It's interesting. I heard that the woman in front of me is the daughter of Su Chun, a cunning old man who raised the wrong person, but the courageous woman in front of me does not look like a woman who was raised in seclusion.
The woman in front of him was knowledgeable, cunning, and scheming. She seemed simple, easy to deceive, and easy to talk to, but in fact she was a dagger hidden in her own ways.
If you are not careful, you won’t find it unbelievable that someone will be scolded under her "harmless" appearance!
It turns out that you should choose the right spatula for your pot.
That man was already a figure feared by his enemies a few years ago, so how could his wife be any worse?
Feng Zixuan smiled brightly, "Oh! I'd like to hear more about it."
Su Sijin smiled and said, "We only provide cement. We are not responsible for transportation or laying. In other words, I only provide cement to you, and you pay me for the cement. I am not responsible for anything else."
Feng Zixuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Madam, you have a good plan."
Su Sijin was ridiculed by Feng Zixuan, but she was not annoyed at all because she was sure that Feng Zixuan would agree.
So, Su Sijin smiled confidently and asked, "I don't know if the abacus is good or not, so please tell me if it works or not!"
Feng Zixuan agreed without much hesitation.
"feasible."
There are so many talented people in Meijiang Village, including Su Sijin. It’s good enough that they can provide cement. Do they still expect others to help with paving?
"I can assign a supervisor to you, sir, and you will pay the master's wages."
Lu Changgong brought in more than 300 veterans, most of whom were physically disabled or retired due to injuries. They only had disabilities, but their other qualities were first-class.
Sending masters out to supervise the work is, firstly, to give them the opportunity to realize their self-worth, and secondly, to protect the cement and prevent those with ulterior motives from stealing the formula or technology.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to make the cement formula public, at least not at the moment. She wants to build a cement workshop in Meijiang Village, which has two advantages.
The first benefit is that the materials in her space can be converted into cash cleverly and reasonably.
The second benefit, as the saying goes, is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. It can feed nearby farmers and promote local economic development.
Let them understand the sense of accomplishment that comes from supporting their families with their own hands, let them understand the beauty of being self-reliant, and let them learn to be self-reliant and strong.
Since the plan is to use work as relief, the cement processing plant will definitely be able to support many people, and will definitely be able to revitalize Meijiang Village, Anfu Town, and even Ganzhou Prefecture.
What’s worse is that Lingnan has to discard the word “poorest” and wear the word “rich”.
Helping Lingnan escape poverty is Su Sijin’s third goal.
Before, she thought it would take some time, but she didn't expect that the situation in Ganzhou Prefecture would change, and the person who wanted to do practical things would come to her. She thought it would take several years to connect the cement road in Ganzhou Prefecture.
"Okay, what else?"
It is only natural to hire people to do things and pay them wages. As the prefect of Ganzhou Prefecture, he has to take care of all the county magistrates and villages under Ganzhou Prefecture. It would be great if they could send a master to supervise the work.
Once the cement problem is solved, other problems will not be a problem.
Su Sijin continued to put forward conditions, "My Meijiang Village belongs to Ganzhou Prefecture, it is Lord Feng's responsibility!"
"nature."
The concise and clear answer made Su Sijin in a good mood.
"Then I don't need to ask Lord Feng for the cement for the Meijiang Village dock. I can even afford to feed the craftsmen, the big and small workers, and the men, women, and children who help. However, will the Ganzhou government make any statement about their wages?"
Feng Zixuan was stunned by Su Sijin's words. He never expected that Su Sijin was so calculating.
However, even though she had schemed against him, he was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed heartily.
On the other hand, Zeng Zhipeng was stamping his feet in anxiety. He never expected that Su Sijin would be so bold and presumptuous as to put forward any conditions to Feng Zixuan.
Zeng Zhipeng glanced at the calm Su Sijin, and his irritable heart suddenly calmed down. The commotion here attracted everyone, and Jiang Hong even looked at Feng Zixuan through the crowd.
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