Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 100 The Mansion Project
The weapons given to Zhu Chuanwen were still in Doug's warehouse, and they were still disguised with cotton wool. Zhu Chuanwen also specially found Wiscons, three cotton wool packages.The price was 3 catties of gold, and Doug only earned a little handling fee, but there was no price increase.

Zhu Chuanwen also specifically asked Doug how many rubles it would cost to find Wisconff to manage people on the railway.

What Wisconfu gave Zhu Chuanwen was a friendly price from the Russians, 1000 rubles.

This time, Zhu Chuanwen planned to let Zhu Chunshan send it over, and let Zhu Shaofang study and use the machine gun by himself.

After Zhu Chunshan left, Zhu Chuanwen picked up the design drawing of the flour mill left by Zhu Chunshan and began to study it.

How to tie factories and people together?The iron boss of later generations has sufficient experience. The railway has its own system. In his system, he has his own hospital, store, school, and even his own violent institution.

There are different opinions on why the iron boss was split.

But now Zhu Chuanwen intends to learn this trick.

"Manager Xia, what do you think of this idea?" Zhu Chuanwen first told Xia Yuanzhang a little bit of his thoughts.

"Boss, isn't it too wasteful?" Xia Yuanzhang changed his tune after the promotion of masks, and when he saw Zhu Chuanwen, he must call him the boss.

"Don't waste it. This machine is dead, but people are alive. We want to keep all these skilled workers." Zhu Chuanwen said.

Zhu Chuanwen drew two small squares on the design drawing. One side is the production area and the other side is the residential area. How to design it requires a professional engineer, but this is the specific meaning.

When the production area was first considered, it did not consider the future construction of the residential area, so it was at the top of the wind, and there was an ice city, and it was impossible to buy wasteland, so the residential area was not far from the Songhua River.

Workers’ housing was considered as a one-story bungalow. Zhu Chuanwen originally considered a building, but Xia Yuanzhang felt that the building could not provide heat in winter. Next, Zhu Chuanwen was defeated and retreated.

I think bungalows are better.

"What should we do with this part of the money? Shall we pay for the construction?" Xia Yuanzhang asked.

"What do you think of us getting a loan?" Zhu Chuanwen asked.

"Profit money?" Xia Yuanzhang was a little confused. Isn't this profit money used to cheat workers to death?This is not in line with Zhu Chuanwen's original intention.

"No, that's what I think. For the construction of this house, we will find someone to calculate the price, and then purchase red bricks in bulk, so the price will come down." Zhu Chuanwen said.

Xia Yuanzhang nodded, indicating that he understood this step.

"Then, tell the workers that our flour mill has distributed houses, but not for free, but with their wages. If their monthly wages are 6 silver dollars, the house will cost 40 silver dollars to build. , and pay one every month, then it will be 40 months." Zhu Chuanwen said.

This is a means for future generations to bind countless people who will no longer be able to resign freely after taking on mortgages.

If money is only the blood of the economy for the country, then the enterprise system is a residence for the country to gather these laborers.Now, Zhu Chuanwen wants to collect these labor forces and use them for him.

These people are all people who came to break through the Guandong, and to be honest, they are all people with a lot of strength.

But Zhu Chuanwen just fell in love with these people. If he is illiterate, he is not afraid, he is taught by Wu Xiucai; if he has no daughter-in-law, he is not afraid.

To tell the truth, Xia Yuanzhang still doesn’t quite understand. Now factories are opened to make money. There is no one like Zhu Chuanwen who uses the profit to help workers build houses. It is still an interest-free loan, and masks are worthless.But the house, although it sounds like the factory lost little in the end, at most it lost some floating money.

But this part of the profits can be used to set up factories again. Isn't it more money to make money?

Zhu Chuanwen didn't want Xia Yuanzhang to understand, and the discussion with him was just to tell him the direction of future work. As for the future, Xia Yuanzhang supported him, so he would use all the money to do so.If you don't support it, you can keep the monthly profit, and don't think about me playing with you in the future.Of course this is from the heart.

After the two finished talking, they went home separately.

Xia Yuanzhang thought about this all the way.

"Yuanzhang, it's time to eat!" Before eating, Xia Yuanzhang was still thinking about this matter.I always feel that Zhu Chuanwen didn't explain it to him.

"Here we come!" Xia Yuanzhang washed his hands with clean water in the washbasin at the door, and then went to the table.

"Yuqing, Yushu, how are you learning recently?" Xia Yuanzhang asked

"Very good." Xia Yuqing and Zhu Chuanjie can now be regarded as students in Class A of the middle school, and they are still top students. Both of them are among the best in Russian and the newly opened English. The two of them already have a foundation in Chinese studies. Openly, their Gewu class has also grown by leaps and bounds recently.

"I'm fine too. Mr. Horn said that my English is very British." Xia Yushu also said.

"Good! Good!" Xia Yuanzhang praised in admiration.Putting the current matter aside, he thought that following Zhu Chuanwen to Bingcheng might be the most correct decision he had made in his half life.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Mr. Xia looked at his family, and finally, he had retired.

But he had seen Xia Yuanzhang's appearance just now, and it seemed that his son had encountered some difficulties.

After eating, Mr. Xia went to the study.

This is the place Xia Yuanzhang picked up for him after he came from Sanjiangkou, and it is next to the room where Mr. Xia lives.

As soon as I entered the door, there were some straw paper inside, with big characters written on it.

When he came to Bingcheng, Mr. Xia had given up on all the old friends and fellows in Sanjiangkou.

No one knows, you have to play by yourself.

This writing in big characters can rejuvenate the mind!
"Father, what's the matter?" Xia Yuanzhang asked.

"What do you think of my handwriting?" Mr. Xia pointed to a picture and said.

"Very good, with both spirit and form." Xia Yuanzhang said after taking a look.

"Bullshit, let's see which one in the room is not better than this one." Mr. Xia pointed at the other words around him with his finger.

"Every one is pretty good. It's not like you don't know my calligraphy. It's not good when you are young." Xia Yuanzhang played foolishly.Father and son, the door is still closed, no shame.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Mr. Xia stood in front of the desk, picked up the brush, and asked while holding the brush.

"It's nothing, just passing on the text..." As he spoke, he told Mr. Xia what happened today.

"So, your opinion is to disagree?" Mr. Xia asked.

"I didn't say I disagreed, but I just said it's not cost-effective." Xia Yuanzhang said.

Facing his father, he had nothing to hide.

"What's the next sentence of Ande Guangsha Wanjian?" Mr. Xia asked.

"Great shelter for the underprivileged all over the world." Xia Yuanzhang continued. "But it's different. Those are poor people. All the workers in our factory are workers."

"Do you remember what I said when I sent the message asking you to recruit people?"

"Recruit people under the age of 20." Xia Yuanzhang said.

"I heard that there is still a scholar in your factory?" Mr. Xia asked again.

"Wu Xiucai, I'm teaching the workers some commonly used words."

"So? You can't connect?"

Xia Yuanzhang patted his thigh, yes.

(End of this chapter)