1717 New American Empire

"Crack!"

In the 21st century, in Xiao Lin's home, a light door suddenly opened, and a figure flew out, knocking over the altar table.

"Snapped!"

Hearing the strange movement, Zhang Yaling was awakened, turned on the light, and walked out. She saw her son hurriedly cleaning up the messy living room.

"Son, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yaling looked at Xiao Lin in astonishment. Why had her son's clothes changed after not seeing him for a few hours? His short hair had grown a lot longer, and he had a few feathers inserted into him. The clothes on his body were not the ones she saw before going to bed.

Instead, he was wearing a very strange costume that she had never seen before. His back and chest were in tattered strips, and there was a shallow wound on his back that was bleeding.

"Uh, mom, I, this..."

Xiao Lin was also shocked. He didn't expect that he would come back like this. Moreover, he stayed there for three weeks, and only a few hours passed here. It was just dawn, and he drank the leftover wine and food.

The peanuts were still on the coffee table, and they didn't smell rancid at all. Moreover, looking at my mother, she didn't look like she was crying for joy when she saw her again after a long time.

"This kid is still so immature after all these years. You just drank when you said you were going to drink. Why did you end up with such a look? How did you get this wound? Did it get scratched by something?"

His mother came over with a medical bag and helped him pack the coffin table. Then she pulled off the clothes on his back, gently cleaned the wound and then bandaged it.

"Well, this is not it. I bought it for fun before. I wanted to pass it to my father to show, but I accidentally tripped and fell. It seemed that something on the ground scratched me."

"Be careful and don't drink anymore. Your father has always wanted you to take charge of the factory. From now on, I will also leave everything in the factory to you. You should be more mature."

When his mother said this, Xiao Lin suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Xiao Lin's factory is specialized in providing some accessories for motorcycle factories. It also makes some sword crafts for sale, props used by old men and old ladies in mountain cities for fitness and sword dancing.

, some are also provided by them. They also produced motorcycles in the past, but no one else sold them as well. Later, the economic crisis, the factory did not survive. They only updated the equipment in 2001. From now on, let alone updating the equipment, it is slow.

It's so slow that we can't even pay employees' wages. Now it's like this, 50 workers are owed two months' wages.

The reason why they don't make trouble and leave is, firstly, because they are old people in the factory and miss their old friendship; secondly, the current employment situation is very serious. Due to modernization and innovation, many factories have used computers to replace manpower, and have begun the road of massive layoffs.

Old operating employees are not as popular as engineering students who have just graduated from college. However, if this is still the case this month, they really won't be able to hold on.

The factory still has capital, machine tools and other facilities are complete, and the workers are also very skilled. However, there is a lack of funds and no business. Xiao Lin suddenly thought that there seems to be no shortage of money on the American continent. Not to mention the large gold mines.

Even the furs of wild animals can be sold for a good price in modern society. In the past, when business was still good, my mother bought a coat made of wild mink fur, which cost more than 5,000 yuan.

But it was around 2001.

For more than ten years, wild animals have continued to decrease, and most of the fur products on the market are made of farmed animal skins. Wild fur is smoother than farmed fur and is many times more valuable. Xiao Lin’s comrade Zhao

Yucheng's family is in the fur processing business, so he knows a little bit about it. However, if you want these things, you have to rely on yourself, which is a drop in the bucket. However, if you exchange them with things, there will be no problem.

Xiao Lin chased his mother to sleep, and then checked the information all night, and finally determined that he wanted to work as a plane reseller. In the 21st century, there was a shortage of gold and furs to exchange for funds, and the Eagle Tribe in the 18th century was in short supply.

What? Of course, weapons. The Eagle Tribe’s garbage weapons really made Xiao Lin suffer enough. Normally, the Eagle Tribe would not dare to mess with meaty but ferocious beasts like grizzly bears and wild boars.

Because it basically doesn’t break the defense.

Xiao Lin left home at dawn the next day and went to the factory director's office. There was an old man who came earlier than Xiao Lin and was already sitting there drinking tea and reading the newspaper. The old man's name was Qu Zhenguo, and he was his father.

Xiao Guoqing's childhood friend is also an old man who has stayed in the factory all his life. It was because of him that the factory did not collapse now. He is a trustworthy person.

"Boom!"

"Please come in."

"Uncle Qu!"

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Linzi? You little monkey, are you finally willing to come back?"

Qu Zhenguo was very happy to see Xiao Lin. He also regarded this young man as his own child. He had not seen him for many years and thought deeply about him.

"No, my father is gone and I can't escape. I will come back and shoulder this burden."

"Okay, okay, just come back. Don't worry about the factory."

"Okay, okay, why are you still crying about Uncle Qu? I didn't come back empty-handed, I brought back a piece of business."

"Oh, what is it? Tell me quickly."

"I used to know a director who came to the army to make movies. He recently wanted to make a big production. When making a costume war movie, in order to pursue authenticity, I wanted to find some real props. That is, knives, bows and arrows, and armor.

Something like that. I relied on my connections to get him to leave this matter to me. Can the factory do it?"

"These should be fine. There are a number of old machine tools in the warehouse. After modification, they should be able to be used for these things. However, does your friend have any requirements for anything?"

"Yes, it is to be as realistic as possible. The knife must be sharp enough, the armor must be strong enough, and the bow and arrow must have a far enough range. In this way, he can save a lot of special effects costs. There are two hundred thousand in this card, which is the deposit he gave

.”

"There are so many, what should we give birth to first?"

"Well, there are fifty Tang knives and one hundred and fifty strong bows, each with twenty arrows. That's it. He has to check the quality first before deciding whether to leave it to me. This

But it’s a big deal worth millions, Uncle Qu, so I’d like to trouble you to keep an eye on it.”

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Qu Zhenguo, who was nearly fifty years old, was filled with a second youth when he heard Xiao Lin's good news. He stopped drinking tea and immediately walked out of the office to arrange things. He didn't know that Xiao Lin had lied to him about the 200,000 yuan.

, it was half of his resettlement fee, and Xiao Lin felt distressed, but without this money, the factory would really not be able to do this. However, Xiao Lin also had an urgent matter. He wanted to figure out how to deal with the gold coins.

Although he still doesn't know who left the time and space gate, he believes that since he can travel twice, the gold coins will not lose their effect immediately.