The Lin brothers in Guangzhou were busy in full swing, and Lin Zhijun's factory in Kyoto was also built thanks to the efforts of the Wang family.
Lin Zhijun is right next to Lin Qingqing, just ask him if you have any questions.
When the outer layer of the factory was built, Lin Zhijun began to go through the production procedures.
The procedures are even faster at the Ministry of External Economic Development.
Minister Yang, who is in charge of economic development, learned last month that Marshal Lin's brother was building a factory. He did not make things difficult for him or delay the process. After checking that all the necessary procedures were in place, he stamped the document on the same day.
So at 8 a.m. on the 15th, the factory officially started production.
The staff consisted of twenty women recruited from new rural areas.
The equipment used is old equipment that the You family shipped from Country M.
Lin Qingqing feels that there is no need to buy too advanced equipment now, as long as it can meet the production conditions.
We will make arrangements when the factory is large enough and ready for expansion.
Then use the money earned to develop, which will be less risky.
Lin Zhijun and Wang Chunyin also think so.
At around ten o'clock, Lin's mother hummed a tune and rode her bicycle back from Lin Zhijun's Chunying Food Factory, and parked the bike directly in front of the door of her own convenience store.
Before he could turn around, he was surrounded by a group of villagers.
"Zhijun's mother, the food produced by your fifth son's factory is sold to foreigners, right? So they're making money from foreigners?"
"What kind of food does the factory produce? What do foreigners like to eat?"
"Aunt Lin, you'll have endless money in the future, so why bother running this small shop?"
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There is curiosity, envy, and sourness in these words.
Lin's mother smiled.
"I just took a look around the factory. Even though it's not run by my own son, they have regulations. Because it produces food, non-factory employees are not allowed to enter. I don't dare to interfere with my son's business. If you want to know anything, just wait for the people working in our village to come back from the factory tonight and tell you."
The village head led Magistrate Li and his entourage to a small bungalow with a dozen wooden chairs on both sides and a long wooden table in the middle.
This should be the place where Changping Village holds daily meetings. The floor is clean and the table is spotless, as if it has been carefully cleaned.
The village head respectfully asked County Magistrate Li to sit in the first seat, and he sat at the lower seat.
Li Yingying and Mr. Xu were sitting opposite the head of the village, while Chen Wei and Zhao Rui were guarding the door.
Although the village head looked at Li Yingying several times since she entered the house, he didn't know her identity and didn't say much.
As the group settled in, the village head began to explain: "Changping Village has had locust plagues for decades. When they were first discovered, they used fire to lure the locusts in at night, then dug pits and burned them. However, even after burning a large number of locusts, there were still no fewer the next day."
His face was a little gloomy, and he continued, "The next day we gathered the villagers again and came up with a practical method. We burned mugwort to drive the locusts away, and then used bright yellow cloth to attract the locusts. After that, we surrounded them and killed them. So..."
He paused, took a deep breath, and then said, "The next day, the locusts weren't much fewer. On the contrary, after a few days, the adults gave birth to larvae, and the larvae grew a lot bigger..."
"Well, I already know." After he finished speaking, County Magistrate Li added a sentence. The flood disaster in Changfeng Town had just passed, and now there was a locust plague. It really gave him a headache.
The village head looked at Magistrate Li's mask of pain and knelt down with a plop. He kowtowed and cried, "The lives of hundreds of people in Changping Village depend on this season's harvest. I hope the Magistrate will take the trouble to think of a solution. We really have no way out. Wuwuwu~"
County Magistrate Li felt a tightness in his heart. Seeing his subordinate village official begging in front of him so pitifully, his heart was also in pain.
"You get up first. I came here to deal with the locust plague." County Magistrate Li rubbed his eyebrows and said patiently.
After hearing this, the captain slowly stood up with the help of his chair and sat back in his seat. He was about to say something when he was interrupted.
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