Scholars in the courtyard

The matter of the secret recipe came to an end, and after a few people learned about it, they didn’t say much.

Just like Mr. Chen said, if you give it to Yang Xiaotao, it belongs to Yang Xiaotao.

Between emotion and reason, Yang Xiaotao makes the right choice no matter what he chooses.

Everyone said no more, and then heard the old dean continue, "Then what's the point of your medicinal wine?"

The people in the room immediately understood what the old dean meant, or rather what Mr. Tao meant.

This is to get involved.

This might be a project worth hundreds of millions. If you can get a share of the pie, you can have enough to eat and drink.

Yang Xiaotao is eager for this.

The cake was made so big that if one person ate it, he would either be choked to death or beaten to death.

Find a few taller and bigger people to help hold it up, so you won't be afraid if the sky falls.

The Academy of Agricultural Sciences and the forces behind it are absolutely reliable.

Sometimes, it is even more reliable than the first machine department.

What's more, making wine requires food.

But there is not much food in the country, how can there be so much wine?

Otherwise, drinking tickets are so rare nowadays?

But it would be easier if the Academy of Agricultural Sciences intervened.

After all, people really have food!

"There is no requirement, as long as the degree is higher."

"Anything from sweet potato roasting to Erguotou or sorghum wine will do!"

As Yang Xiaotao said, the old dean and Mr. Tao exchanged glances again, and both of them laughed.

Seeing this, Liu Huaimin on the side also smiled.

If you have wine, then you have to worry about myrrh wine.

This is all money!

Liu Huaimin even felt that those medicinal materials could be reused several times.

The big deal is that those with little effect will be left to the country.

Mr. Wang on the side saw the way out and also knew what Mr. Tao and the others were planning.

It’s nothing more than a share of the pie.

But it's useless to know. Their Seventh Machinery Department is not in this field, so they can only worry in their hearts.

Especially when I see people around me talking about how to make money, but I can't get in, I feel even more uncomfortable.

"These two guys, please can't keep your voices down."

Mr. Wang said leisurely to Mr. Qian from the side, but he was thinking in his heart, this is only two tons.

With the production capacity of pharmaceutical factories, it is definitely more than this.

So, how much does it cost?

No, a crying child needs milk.

I have to go cry to Lao Chen.

Yang Xiaotao briefly talked to the old dean, and although he didn't make a decision on the spot, he had an intention to cooperate.

And with the support of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, pharmaceutical factories will not have to worry about running out of raw materials as they expand their scale in the future.

"Old Liu, go on."

After Yang Xiaotao listened, he still didn't know Liu Huaimin's purpose, so he asked.

Only then did Liu Huaimin come to his senses.

After being interrupted by four million, and then joined by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, I finally remembered the business.

"Oh, that's right."

"Comrades from the south say that transportation is inconvenient, and they want to build a factory in the south so that they can be sold nearby."

"This call has been made for several days. I went to Factory Director Bai to discuss it. She has no idea. She is just waiting for you to come back to discuss it."

"Comrades from the south also said that now it is only spreading around Xiangjiang. It will not be long before it spreads. At that time, it will definitely increase explosively. If we cannot prepare enough goods, we will miss the opportunity."

"So it's best to build a factory around Yue Mansion to specialize in the production of medicinal wine!"

Liu Huaimin explained the current situation. Although he did not express his concerns, Yang Xiaotao understood the meaning of the words.

If this matter were simple, Liu Huaimin would only need to tell Mr. Chen and arrange a factory.

But the other party didn't, which shows that things are not simple.

Sure enough, seeing the hesitation on Liu Huaimin's face, Yang Xiaotao understood that someone was probably jealous of the benefits involved.

"Who called?"

Yang Xiaotao wanted to confirm who proposed it.

"It's a woman, her surname is Tang."

"Your surname is Tang?"

Yang Xiaotao instantly understood who it was.

Tang Mingyue.

Then I thought of my uncle.

There should be uncle's influence in this matter.

Then, we really have to do it.

"Ahem."

"Xiao Yang, if this is inconvenient for you"

Yang Xiaotao was thinking deeply about what to do, while Mr. Wang rolled his eyes and was about to agree.

They couldn't help with the materials for making medicinal wine, and they couldn't drink the soup, but building a factory was a trivial matter.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Yang Xiaotao interrupted him with his hand, without giving him a chance to finish.

"Chief, we have already discussed this matter with Mr. Xia and the others."

"Old Liu, I have no objection, just follow the plan."

After speaking, he winked at Liu Huamin. Liu Huaimin understood and nodded immediately, "Okay, as long as you have no objection, I will make arrangements."

After being polite to Mr. Qian and others, he immediately turned around and left.

"Alas, alas, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Let's discuss it again, I..."

Mr. Wang still wanted to discuss it, but unfortunately, Liu Huaimin had already ran out of the compound.

"You guys, this won't work."

"When you go up to this height, you have to get both rain and dew. You can't just think about Lao Huang and the others for all the good things."

Mr. Wang said angrily, and Yang Xiaotao quickly came up to smooth things over, "Uncle Wang, this is really not our favoritism. The equipment and materials of this pharmaceutical factory were built with the help of Mr. Xia and others."

"We need a lot of wine for the medicinal wine this time, so Mr. Huang found someone to help."

"Also, do you have a pharmaceutical factory in the south?"

At the end, Mr. Wang was completely speechless.

Although their Seventh Ministry of Machinery is now very arrogant, they really don't have any in the pharmaceutical industry.

Unlike the First Ministry of Machinery, these old guys are tinkering with "side businesses" one by one, and they must have their pharmaceutical factories in the south.

"It's just a medicinal wine, why do we need a pharmaceutical factory? Can't we just find a warehouse?"

Old Wang said unhappily, but Yang Xiaotao laughed, "That won't work!"

"Uncle, if it's just a small batch of medicinal wine, what you said is fine."

"But if it's large-scale production, it's not the same thing!"

"First of all, we have to ensure that there are no problems with the environment, just like when we breathe, there are many microorganisms in the breath we exhale, and there may be bacteria..."

"There are also temperature, sealing, etc., which are all influencing factors."

"Also, this medicinal wine is a health product, it must meet the production requirements, don't you think!"

Yang Xiaotao counted them one by one with his fingers, and Old Wang could only touch his chest and said disappointedly, "Alas, the opportunity is right in front of us, but we watched it slip away, it hurts."

Several people around laughed.

Tao Lao said bluntly, "Fortunately you didn't prepare, otherwise it would have gone into your pocket and into the cellar of the local rich man, digging deeper and deeper."

"Go away, I'm sad, it's millions."

"I must drink two more cups at noon."

Yang Xiaotao hurriedly accompanied him into the house, then rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

There are so many people here, and the dishes prepared originally are not enough.

...

Red Star Steel Plant, United Star Research Institute.

The old Taoist yawned, staring with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

Beside him was Zhang Guanyu's busy figure.

He slept in the United Star last night, because he really didn't want to walk and was too lazy to go home.

Besides, the bed in this office is comfortable to sleep on, and he can go to the steel plant to have a meal in the morning.

Why not?

"Director Zhang, take a break."

"It's a big holiday, don't be hard on yourself, spend time with your family, this job requires a balance between work and relaxation, you can't be tense all the time."

The old Taoist persuaded him, but Zhang Guanyu was undecided.

The old Taoist sighed in his heart, this guy has been possessed.

After sitting for a while, the old Taoist decided to go back to the courtyard.

Cui Ping went back to her hometown, and she had to go back to the courtyard to check it out, just in case.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist immediately stood up and prepared to go out.

"Okay, it's done."

Just as the old Taoist walked by, he heard Zhang Guanyu stand up from the table, then propped himself up twice, and then he saw the old Taoist walking by.

"Are you going back?"

The old Taoist nodded, turned around and looked at the things on Zhang Guanyu's table, frowning again.

"You are not studying the alloy material formula."

After the Taoist said this, Zhang Guanyu immediately laughed and said, "No more research, it's just a waste of resources."

"Later, I thought about it. Since the requirements given by Mr. Yang can be met, there is no need to be better. As long as it can meet the engine requirements, it will be fine."

As Zhang Guanyu said this, the Taoist laughed and said, "If you had thought of this earlier, you wouldn't have wasted your time here."

"That's not a dead end."

Zhang Guanyu said helplessly, "I can see now that the design given by Mr. Yang is the best. It is difficult to modify it, even a data."

"Well, it's not too late to know now."

The Taoist said, thinking about the design given by Yang Xiaotao. Can it be changed casually?

I have been in this machinery factory for so long. When have I ever seen Yang Xiaotao's design drawings being modified?

It's useless for others to modify it except himself.

So, if you don't have the diamond drill, don't take on porcelain work.

"By the way, come and see how the turbojet engine I designed looks like?"

"I made this based on Mr. Yang's design ideas. Last time, Mr. Yang said I did a good job."

The old Taoist came to the side and looked at the drawings. It's true that the drawings look very much like the same thing.

Zhang Guanyu stood aside and began to introduce it bit by bit.

"This is a turbofan. I plan to use the same materials as HXJ-1, which should be enough."

"For this turbine, I referred to the design concept of HXJ-1."

As Zhang Guanyu talked, the old Taoist was also drawn into it, and gradually felt that this design was not bad.

It's just a little simple.

Thinking of Yang Xiaotao's HXJ-1 design drawings, let alone other things, the paper consumption alone is more than this.

In terms of the refinement of those components, it is much better than Zhang Guanyu.

But he has no right to comment on who is good or bad.

"Deputy Director!"

A voice suddenly came from outside the door, and the logistics team leader Ma Qian rushed in, took a breath and said loudly, "I went to the machinery factory this morning and heard that General Manager Yang was back."

"I guess I can go to the factory tomorrow."

Hearing that Yang Xiaotao was back, the old Taoist subconsciously put his hand on his chest, "Wulian Tianzun, this guy is finally back."

Zhang Guanyu's eyes lit up, "I'll go back first."

As he said, he put away the drawings on the table, put them in his bag neatly, and then walked out.

Zhang Guanyu wanted to go back and revise them as soon as possible, hoping to get Yang Xiaotao's approval.

After Zhang Guanyu left, the Taoist said to Ma Qian, "From now on, the research on alloy materials will be suspended."

"Tell everyone to resume normal work."

Ma Qian was stunned, and then asked, "No more research?"

"What are you researching? People have given up on their own. Let's just do our own thing."

Ma Qian looked regretful, "It's been so long, and it's not worth it to give up just like that."

The Taoist took a deep breath, "There's nothing we can do. Who told us to do this?"

"Okay, today is a reunion, everyone go back and have a rest."

After saying that, the Taoist left. Since Yang Xiaotao is back, he can have a peaceful holiday!

After leaving the door and looking at the sun above his head, he suddenly felt his nose sore and sneezed.

In an instant, tears came out.

After sniffing twice, the Taoist walked out with his hands behind his back, "It's better to stay in the northwest these days!"