"Don't worry, old man! This time when I go to discuss the reorganization of Hong Yi Tang with Mr. Situ, I will mention this matter to them. When I find suitable masters, I will visit them one by one in person."
Fang Xinshui was very happy that Fang Lang and the old man had entrusted this matter to him, and he patted his chest and promised to do a good job.
Seeing that his uncle had accepted the task, Fang Lang continued to ask the old man:
"Grandpa, besides these three requirements, do you have any other requirements for running a school?"
The old man smiled and shook his head:
“No, I just have these three requests.
When your master arrives in Brazil, you must invite him to your home. I want to ask him for advice.
Alas! It's a pity that I'm too old and useless, otherwise I would also like to see your master's skills."
“No problem, since you are so interested in Kung Fu, I will build an eighth-level boxing gym near your home.
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When you have nothing to do, you can stroll over and watch the young people practicing.
My master is not only a martial artist, but also a Chinese medicine practitioner. If you have a headache or fever, let the master take a look at it for you."
Hearing that the old man actually wanted to see his master's skills, Fang Lang couldn't help but laugh. It seems that the old man really loves Kung Fu!
This is only the case in Brazil. If I were in my hometown, I might have to visit famous teachers and learn from them.
This can be seen from the fact that he knew Capoeira and Gracie Jiu-Jitsu even though he stayed in this small Chinese village.
"Oh! Your master is a Chinese medicine doctor?
I heard from your great grandfather that Chinese medicine has a unique skill that can cure diseases through acupuncture. I don’t know if it’s true or not, I haven’t seen it yet! ”
I didn't expect that the old man actually knew acupuncture. Fang Lang smiled and said:
"You are talking about acupuncture. Chinese medicine does have such a method, but not only acupuncture. I think the most magical thing about Chinese medicine is pulse diagnosis.
Just by placing your hand on the wrist and checking the person’s pulse, you can diagnose whether they have any disease or not.”
“So magical?
Then I must ask your master to diagnose me. Are there other Chinese medicine practitioners among our Chinese immigrants?
If so, we can also support them in opening a Chinese medicine clinic in Brazil!
When the time comes, we can go and have a look if we have any headache or fever.”
The old man's words gave Fang Lang a reminder.
According to Fang Lang, during this period many people in his hometown were slandering traditional Chinese medicine.
Some even treat Chinese medicine practitioners as witch doctors, causing many of them to lose their heritage.
I don’t know if it’s too late to rescue him at this moment.
Looking at Fangxin Waterway again:
"Uncle, I heard that the Chinese medicine practitioners in my hometown are not living a very happy life now, and many of them are slandered.
My suggestion is that you should see if you can bring some famous Chinese medicine experts from your hometown to Brazil for development.
We can give you some help.
You can also collect some books on traditional Chinese medicine, as your hometown may soon be plunged into war again.
There will be chaos and war at that time, and perhaps a lot of precious information will be destroyed in the war.
If we can salvage some, let’s salvage some!
After all, this is the treasure of our Chinese civilization that has lasted for thousands of years, and we cannot let it be destroyed like this."
Fang Xinshui listened to Fang Lang's words and nodded repeatedly:
"I understand. I will inform my people back home and buy back the medical books at a high price.
It also allows everyone to see if there are any traditional Chinese medicine practitioners willing to develop in Brazil.
I can see it even without you telling me, there’s a strong sense of tension in my hometown right now!
It seems that war is inevitable."
The old man heard the conversation between the two and asked quickly:
"What's going on? Didn't the war just end last year? Why is it starting again?"
Fang Lang quickly reached out and patted the old man's hand and said:
"Grandpa, don't worry, this may not be a bad thing."
Fang Xinshui said heartlessly:
"Dad, don't worry! We are migrating from our hometown to save people!
When the war is over and things return to normal in my hometown, we can all go back home and visit!
Transportation is much more developed now than before.
You don’t have to sit on a boat for half a month and go through life-threatening situations to get there.
This time I took a plane and arrived in two days, and that was because I took a detour.
If you want to go back and have a look, I will take you back to have a look after the war is over."
"Just save people, we should save as many as we can, the more people we save, the fewer casualties there will be.
I can’t go back to my hometown. I’m old and my body can’t stand the hard work anymore.
You are still young. When peace returns to your hometown, you should go back more often.
Our hometown is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and I don’t know if there is anyone left at home. If you can find the ancestral grave, please go and burn some incense on my behalf.”
Seeing the old man slowly becoming sad, Fang Lang quickly said:
"Grandpa, you are still very strong! You will live to be at least a hundred years old.
Don't worry, my hometown will definitely get better and better.
If you want to visit your hometown, we can always arrange it.”
“No, I’m old and can’t walk anymore.
If you all become successful, I will be able to live up to my ancestors."
When everyone saw the old man's look, they couldn't help but fall silent.
In the end, it was the old man himself who broke the sad atmosphere and said to Fang Lang's mother:
"Okay, don't be sad, today is a happy day because Lang'er is back.
Xiu'er, when will the boss come back? Call him and ask him to come back."
He turned around and looked at Fang Lang and said:
"Lang'er! I heard from your father that you came back this time for the aircraft manufacturing plant!
Are we capable of building airplanes now?"
Fang Lang naturally answered all the old man's questions without reservation.
He explained his plans for the aircraft manufacturing plant to the old man in detail.
He informed his family about his recent situation, and after his father Fang Xinshan got off work, the family had a lively reunion dinner together and then slowly dispersed.
After a night's rest at home, Fang Lang felt refreshed. After getting up, he ran around the village with the guards before setting off with his father to the aircraft manufacturing plant site selected by Pollman.
The location of the aircraft manufacturing plant is quite far from Fang Lang's home.
It took about an hour's drive to arrive at this aircraft manufacturing factory near São Paulo Airport.
Ant Polman was waiting at the factory gate with several company employees.
"Boss, nice to see you again."
"Haha...Mr. Polman, it seems like you're doing well in Brazil. I haven't seen you for a while, and you've obviously gained some weight!"
Fang Lang was also very happy to see Pollmann again. He saw that this aircraft manufacturer manager he had brought from Germany had adapted to Brazil very quickly.
"Of course, boss, the climate here is very warm, and there is no shortage of food."
Polman is also apparently very happy with his life in Brazil.
"It's good that you can adapt. Are others also adapting?"
"Boss, don't worry! Everyone is very satisfied with their current life."
"Yes! As long as everyone is satisfied, we can concentrate on our work! Is the environment where you live good?"
"Boss, the living environment is pretty good. They are all newly renovated small buildings. Although the area is small, it is very warm."
All the people who have just come from Germany are temporarily arranged to live in resettlement housing built by the real estate company.
Of course, these are only temporary. The real residence will have to wait until the location of the factory is officially determined, and then we will find a new place not far from the factory to build a residential area.
"Don't worry! The current housing is only temporary. Once the first phase of the factory is completed, we will start building new homes for everyone.
You already know our housing policy, so don’t worry.”
"Of course, boss, we all know this, so no one is unhappy about it."
"Well! That's good. If you need anything, please let us know in time.
We will do our best to provide you with superior living conditions.
I also hope that my investment will not be in vain.”
Fang Lang gave these technicians from Germany a warning at the right time. After all, if he just kept giving, it might make them become lazy.
After listening to Fang Lang's words, Pollman nodded repeatedly. He was able to have his current position because of Fang Lang's trust.
Fang Lang has given him such great support. If he still cannot achieve any results, he will not be able to explain to Fang Lang.
While chatting, several people walked into the huge aircraft manufacturing factory.
Because of the huge area, everyone got into several open-top Willys Jeeps within the factory.
Fang Lang and his father Fang Xinshan sat in the back seat of the same car, and Pollman sat in the passenger seat.
The driver is a special one.
As the vehicle moved forward, Pollman turned around and introduced the situation of the factory to Fang Lang.
"Boss, the first phase of the project is being completed now. According to the plan, it will mainly be responsible for modifying the transport aircraft purchased from Shata Company.
Because this work is not complicated and not difficult.
Therefore, only two factory buildings were occupied.”
Fang Lang was a little surprised when he looked at the huge factory building in front of him. The width of this factory building was nearly 60 meters, the length was nearly 200 meters, and the height was nearly 30 meters.
It’s not that he hasn’t seen such large factories before. In fact, Fang Lang has seen such huge factories in the United States, Germany, and the United Kingdom. What he didn’t expect was that Brazil now also has such construction technology.
Borman obviously noticed Fang Lang's surprise and said with a smile:
"Boss, don't be surprised. This is a factory we built based on the aircraft manufacturing workshop of Focke-Wulf. It is cast with reinforced concrete structure. It can accommodate eight C46 transport aircraft for modification at the same time."
As they were talking, the vehicle had already entered the first workshop. The door of the workshop was very wide, enough for airplanes to enter and exit, and the interior of the workshop was very spacious.
It looks very spacious, about the size of a standard football field.
Because the modification work has not officially started yet, there are only a few workers inside setting up workstations and cleaning.
After looking at the two factories, Fang Lang nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Very good, under this circumstance, we can modify sixteen C46 transport aircraft at the same time.
The production capacity is sufficient. If the order volume is sufficient, we can continue to expand the factory to increase production capacity.
I understand that there are already airlines that are purchasing military transport aircraft from Shata Company, and Shata Company has proactively recommended our company's aircraft modification business to the other party.
You must seize the time to build our own business team and take the initiative to develop business with major airlines.
We want to quickly open up the market with our high quality and low price products.
Let the aircraft manufacturing plant quickly have its own hematopoietic capacity.
Let's put it this way! In the early stage, we purchased a C46 and C47 transport aircraft from Shata Company, designed a modification plan, and manufactured a prototype so that our customers can see our modification capabilities.
At the same time, we took the opportunity to train our technical team.”
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