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700 taels of silver is equivalent to the purchasing power of more than 20,000 US dollars. It is quite refreshing to spend in an area where the monthly salary is 20 US dollars.

Shi Yan and Shi Mo, holding their stamped grain purchase certificates, bought grain in units of one hundred taels of silver. Such an attitude made the grain store want to treat them like uncles. The purpose of doing business is to make money. As long as they see the seal, no matter how much grain it says on it, they will be able to sell it at the grain shop.

In fact, as long as the boys at Hongri Village continued to accept bribes, Shi Yan would still go to the grain store to buy it, and the price difference between the two would be quite large.

It's a pity that Cheng Jinzhou consumes food faster and faster every day, and the farmers in Hongri Village can't keep up with the pace of stealing and selling. If it weren't for this, the Huo Family Food Store wouldn't even have a dime of business.

The purchased grains were simply piled in Xiaoxizhuang. Cheng Jinzhou went to the private school every morning to have a chat, and then rode away on horseback, just like the life he used to clock in in the laboratory.

The village chief of Xiaoxizhuang burst into tears looking at the mountains of wheat piled up in the granary. He took his inkstone and said, "If we grind all this, how much grain will we get?"

"Not much?" Shi Yan shook his head helplessly. Although he didn't know where Cheng Jinzhou used the food, the speed of consumption was clear. In fact, there was nothing to guess. When practicing star magic, no matter how strange the behavior was, acceptable.

If Cheng Jinzhou had an official title of Star Warlock, he wouldn't even have to hide it at all. This is also the difference between high-level star warlocks and ordinary star warlocks. Food is an important strategic material. If you want to waste it, you must be qualified. If you are not at a high level, just use cheap goods to practice.

The modified grinding plate was spinning squeakingly and sped up by 20%, but it was still surprisingly slow. It took more than an hour to produce 100 kilograms of polished rice. That's it, the village chief kept saying that he couldn't finish it.

Shi Mo said angrily: "I'm not going to give it to you."

"It looks good and comfortable." The village chief had fought on the front line with Mr. Cheng. He had seen it, heard about it, and muttered to himself: "A pound of rice ground into polished rice sells for 1 penny more than brown rice." Money, one stone of rice can bring out at least twenty or thirty cents."

Twenty or thirty cents was really a lot of money. Shi Mo calculated it and said: "My monthly income is only a little over two taels of silver, and I can only exchange it for four or five strings of money."

The son of the village chief next to him burst out laughing and said: "You pay 5,000 yuan, and it will take 200 hours of grinding, and it will only work when the water is strong. Not counting the carriage and horse fees, this is the amount of money you make in a month."

"Then what do you want to do in the rice mill?" Cheng Jinzhou was wandering in front copying books and asked when he heard laughter and came out.

Several people outside the door looked at each other, but Shi Yan couldn't hold it back and said: "Third brother, whether it is shelling or going to the outer layer, it will be crushed."

"oh?"

"Polished rice is brown rice that has been milled many times. If it is milled too much, the outside will be clean. So if you don't have a mill, you have to use a mill, otherwise you won't even be able to eat brown rice."

The village chief interjected: "The more you grind it, the easier it is to break, and broken rice is worthless."

"There are quite a lot of things to pay attention to." Cheng Jinzhou looked at the hazy dam in the distance and said, "Can we make money by raising the dam higher and building more rice mills?"

He really thought about it, water power was free, and he could make some income, and it would be nice to add up to a little.

Several people looked at each other, and the village chief said uncomfortably: "You can make a lot of profit in one day, but we have no place to sell it, and the grain shops are very aggressive in keeping prices down. Some of them don't even want our polished rice. Another one... He paused and said, "After farmers pay the grain tax, they only have enough left over to feed themselves. There is no extra grain."

"The processing industry is the processing industry, and it has nothing to do with your own food." Cheng Jinzhou applied the experience of later generations: "Buy brown rice, process it into polished rice, and then sell it, can we make money?"

Seeing him looking at him, Shi Yan pursed his lips and said: "Hongri Village has plenty of rice and grain, and there is a waterway going back and forth. The cost should not be much. Most of the grain shops also have their own rice mills, but they are not big in scale..."

The food in Hongrizhuang is equivalent to misappropriating the Cheng family's food, so the price is naturally cheap.

"Then the remaining issue is the channel." Cheng Jinzhou rubbed his eyebrows proudly.

Several people nearby were wiping sweat, and the village chief's son suddenly said: "The Cheng family has the most rice in the city, and the Cheng family's grain store is the largest grain store."

"That's right. Who is in charge of the Cheng family grain store?" Cheng Jinzhou laughed in disbelief.

The village chief continued to wipe his sweat, grabbed his son with his left hand and said, "It's Fourth Master Cheng."

"My fourth uncle?"

"It's the fourth young master of the Yuezi branch." Shi Yan said more politely.

Cheng Jinzhou nodded and said: "Then let's build the water storage dam bigger first, and then build two or three more rice mills to try the effect. We don't need to sell the rice to our own grain stores, just Let’s open a grain store ourselves, so as not to say that we are using public resources.”

"What about the workers who built the dam?" Shi Yan asked uneasily, knowing that this kind of thing would eventually happen to him.

"Seeing that the farm is slack, do we have enough manpower in Xiaoxizhuang?" Cheng Jinzhou said to himself.

The village chief's son rolled his eyes and thought: Does the labor in Zhuangzi count as public service? Don't you want to sell your grain store to the Cheng family? He was in his right mind and did not dare to say it directly.

Cheng Jinzhou is in a good mood. Even in the age of steam engines, water power is a very important resource. After the completion of this water storage dam, regardless of whether the mill can produce output, it will be of many uses in the future. Maybe one day we are lucky enough to get it. You can make a fortune if you get a set of books on steelmaking and ironmaking.

Watching the young man next to him rolling his eyelids, he looked like an elder and said with his hands behind his back: "What's your name? What do you think?"

God knows that he is also a Bensan person, but no one around him knows it. The mill worker quickly turned around and suppressed his laughter - a child pretending to be mature, just like a big duck among the geese, and he was the only one. I just thought I hadn’t been exposed.

"The younger one's name is Tang Zheng." When his name was called, the young man who seemed a little indifferent at first quickly lowered his head. The hierarchy was deeply ingrained.

"Tell me about it." Cheng Jinzhou was still very generous.

"Um..." Tang Zheng dared to say that you were duplicitous. He twisted his neck for a long time and said, "You are a person who wants to take the exam for fame. You don't seem to be able to be a merchant."

"Well, then you are familiar with this business." Cheng Jinzhou caught the strong man on the spot. What he wanted was actually a dam, and the rest was just incidental. Even if it was a dam, he didn't know when it would be really used. He chose Xiaoxizhuang Village Chief His son is also convenient for "catching young men".

The son didn't say anything, but the old village chief became excited first. Working for the Cheng family is completely different from working for the Cheng family's direct grandson. He trembled at the mouth and wanted to kneel down.

Cheng Jinzhou quickly supported him and glared at Tang Zhengdao: "There are pebbles on the ground, so I supported the old man."

Tang Zheng stepped forward quickly and became shy.

"Let's build the dam in just a few months. Come and ask me for how much it costs." Of course Cheng Jinzhou is not prepared to spend his own money. The Cheng family spends no money on building bridges, paving roads, and constructing water conservancy projects every year. Quite a lot, not to mention the state government’s expenditure.

This kind of thing that benefits the country and the people, brings benefits to the villagers, and at the same time does not cost money, is what Cheng Jinzhou likes the most.

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