Lu Ming

The north wind reciprocates, and the spring is cold.Although the old city of Tianjin after the festival is bathed in the coldness of the Little Ice River, it can no longer stop the enthusiasm from the steam boilers.

The natives in the city are used to the continuous operation of industrial gears throughout the year.Today's young and old, there are many people who are eager to go to work on the fifth and seventh day of the new year.After all, no matter what society there is, there will always be a lot of poor people. With double wages in factories, poor people have no choice.

Industrialization is pervasive.From the day it landed at sea, everything in the area has been eroded.

Nowadays, in the old city that looks like withered bricks and painted beams, there are many "new" things unknowingly.From the dragon excrement road in front of the big house, to the glazed vegetable shed outside the city; from the old-fashioned matches in the hands of the smokers, to the three-joint leather shoes on the feet;

These things, silently, bit by bit, have changed the lives of the indigenous people, their thoughts, and even the luck of the nation.

Early in the morning, North of Tianjin City, Meizi Lane.

The old Meizi Lane familiar to the natives has changed.The coal factories, coal sunspots, and coal truckers that have been entrenched here for generations are now collectively recruited and transferred to work in coal washing plants outside the city.

The beggars who had been stationed at the entrance of the alley all the year round no longer had to do anything, and all went to the distant place. Nowadays, in cities where the traversers are entrenched, beggars are never allowed to exist in such a powerful profession.

And Coal Alley, a place that used to be dark and filled with black dust, has been transformed into a small-scale enterprise park.

Early this morning, shortly after the workers went to work, several carriages stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The luxury coachman in a full set of leather coats and hats, the glass windows with anti-peeping film, the four-wheeled carriage with black matte paint, and even the cavalrymen of the Flying Tiger Battalion riding tall horses with guns sticking upside down on their sides, all these, All of them heralded the arrival of a big shot from the Cao Group.

After the car stopped, the guards wearing all kinds of winter clothes got out of the car first.Immediately afterwards, several time travelers in woolen overcoats also bowed their heads to the ground from the opened car door.

The person riding in the same car with Feng Jun and Feng Ge was naturally the newly appointed mayor Yao Jianshe.

"Come, come, this way."

Yao Jianshe, the local snake who took office as a new official, got out of the car and consciously led the research team to act as a tour guide: "On the left are the match factory and the socks factory; on the right are the screw factory and the bean product factory."

Stepping on the flat brick floor, looking at the factory buildings built with stone strips on the left and right, Feng Jun nodded: "Well, the factory building is well repaired."

In the difficult beginning years of time travel, it can be said that every time traveler has a special purpose and multiple functions.Feng Jun, who originally studied logistics, was forced to participate in a lot of basic construction such as factories. He is now at the level of a contractor.

"The blue stones in the north were originally worthless. Thanks to us, the construction of infrastructure has raised the price of stones."

"This is an old routine. Real estate drives the upstream and downstream industrial chains."

"Hehe, we are going to build infrastructure on both sides of the ocean. I think we will be working until the grandchildren. It's a long line!"

"Yeah. It's scary to think about it!"

A group of people were joking and stepped into the townhouse on the left as they spoke.

In the bright factory building with large glass, there are several huge simplified Chinese characters painted with thick red paint on one wall: Smoking is strictly prohibited.On the other wall, there are two rows of red-painted slogans on the upper and lower sides: Eat the stable meal of the commander-in-chief, and be the caring person of the commander-in-chief.

Hundreds of workers sat neatly behind the endless long table, lowering their heads and concentrating on the matchbox.

Despite the presence of so many people, the workshop was quiet.Only when the receiver packs the Huhao matchbox into the box will there be a soft "crash".

As part of the match industry chain that was first promoted by the traveler in various places, Feng Jun is very familiar with the Hu carton project.

Randomly walking to a work station, Feng Jun picked up a piece of surface drawing paper and looked carefully at the sunlight.

The small rectangular drawing paper is used to paste the advertising paper on the matchbox.The quality of the paper is rough, and the patterns on it are not even chromatographically printed. They are just a cityscape sketched with red ink lines.

In the upper right corner of the pattern, there are three trademarks in simplified characters: Laolongtou.

Putting down the drawing paper, Feng Jun picked up an unfinished paper box with two fingers, and carefully twisted the red phosphorus ignition strip on the paper box.

After scanning these things at a glance, Feng Jun was noncommittal.In his opinion, this is the simplest Tianjin local match brand package, with no bright spots.

Finally, Feng Jun stretched out his fingers, dipped a little yellow starch lake in the large porcelain bowl on the table, twisted it carefully, and observed the concentration of flour particles in the pulp lake.

After this action, Feng Jun's expression finally loosened: "Is there enough food? Have you tried shipping some glue over?"

"If we maintain our own stall, the food hoarded by sea is enough."

When Yao Jianshe said this, he laughed: "As for the glue, don't make jokes. Now even the three acids, two alkalis, and red phosphorus are intermittent. Where did the chemical glue come from?"

Feng Jun nodded when he heard the words: "The sea transportation of materials such as acid and phosphorus is extremely dangerous and troublesome, and we still need to base ourselves on localization."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Jun realized the problem himself: "Well, the situation here is unstable. The chemical plant is not safe outside the city, and it is difficult to deal with accidents in the city."

Yao Jianshe spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "That's right. You see, the northern cities are so difficult now, and there are too many factors restricting economic development."

The current chaotic Daming is on the eve of a volcanic eruption. Even if Feng Jun is an old man, he can't solve the risk problem in the industrial layout.So in the end, he could only sigh: "Oh, there is no way, let's hold on for another two years, and wait until the situation is clear."

After exchanging information in a few words, the inspection team took another step and looked along the long work line.

Almost at the end of the factory building, Feng Jun randomly ordered a worker who was working, intending to chat with him.

The workshop director who was wearing leather shoes at the side saw the old man's movement, and immediately understood the meaning, patted the worker on the shoulder, and asked him to turn around: "The old man is a considerate person of Cao Dashuai, so please answer the question properly!"

Unexpectedly, the worker who looked broad-shouldered from behind turned around, but turned out to be a disabled person who had lost both legs.

After being slightly surprised, Feng Jun became interested, and asked kindly, "What's your name?"

Supporting the bench with his remaining hands, he bowed and saluted, and then the worker replied: "Go back to the old master, little Ping Agui."

"Well, how long have you been in the factory? How much is the salary? How many people are there in the family?"

Ping Agui was a porter on Tianjin Wharf before the time-traversing crowd appeared.Then one day, his legs were crushed by an overturned van, and he became severely disabled.

Ping Agui's wife died early.After his accident, he and his two young children were starving to death every minute.

Fortunately, at this time, the time travelers have already begun to deploy in Tianjin.Luckily, Ping Agui first found a job in the Dahaozi camp, cleaning and disinfecting floors for people.Later, the match factory opened, and he transferred to Huhu to make paper boxes.

Today's match factory is a high-tech enterprise, and its grade is by no means lower than the Foxconn of later generations.After Ping Agui, a disabled person, worked for the nobles, he not only survived himself, but also raised two cubs.

"The eldest son was an apprentice in the shipyard a few years ago, and his family is much broader."

When Ping Agui talked about this point, his eyes suddenly turned red, leaning on the bench and repeatedly kowtowed to the air, and said loudly: "Marshal Cao, Lord Wandai, if you are a bull or a horse in the next life, you must repay the Marshal's kindness!"

Traveling to the present, the time travelers have experienced similar scenes many times, so everyone's emotions have always remained stable.Not only that.When everyone came out of the factory not long after, Feng Jun also specifically told Yao Jianshe: "The work of ideological education must not rest, it must be treated as the top priority!"

Seeing Yao Jianshe nodded, Feng Jun was worried and added cautiously: "Not only you, but all of us who have traveled through time should not take it lightly. This thing is life and death. Don't wait until Emperor Cao is about to ascend the throne. The basic situation of the working class here If you can't be appeased, you will all suffer."

"I know." Yao Jianshe looked equally cautious: "We have been working hard to expand the basic market, and at the same time we have not relaxed the work of infiltrating the power of the gentry."

"That's good."

Feng Jun tightened his collar in the cold wind: "Although the work in the north is difficult, it still needs to be done."

"Yes, you can see the representative at noon."

"Oh? Well, I'm interested."

After the conversation, the research team has already started to observe the next company: a sock factory.

Next, Mr. Feng Ge did not stop and spent the morning investigating all four modern enterprises in Meizi Lane, and gave many valuable opinions and suggestions.

After the investigation was completed, it was almost noon, and the new Yao Futai gave an order, and the motorcade set off, and the research team went straight to the Yanxi Building that had been arranged for a working meal.

Yanxi Restaurant is a high-end restaurant jointly funded and established by the municipal government, Tianjin Railway Station, Feihuying and other units. It is located at the most prosperous Shiziqiaokou in the old city of Tianjin.

This brick-and-concrete restaurant was built completely according to the standards of later generations, and decorated according to the standards of later generations. It is a stage to show the new life, and it is also a designated reception place for high-level people in Tianjin.Its interior is luxuriously decorated and covered with monitoring equipment, and it is also an important workplace for Tianjin Station to collect public opinion.

In front of the gate of Yanxi Building today, a group of progressives wearing sable and jade jade had long been waiting for Mr. Feng to visit.

Just as Yao Futai ushered Mr. Feng Ge out of the car, a group of smiling indigenous people came up to him.At the same time, the well-prepared music team also played the joyful welcome music, and the scene was so enthusiastic that the heavenly girl threw flowers and loess onto the street.

Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, Yao Jianshe first introduced an indigenous guest to Feng Jun.This person is in his fifties, with a handsome appearance and a harmonious appearance. He is wearing a top hat, a suit, and a three-piece suit of trousers. At first glance, he can't improve any more: "This is Mei Qianhu, the president of the Tianjin Branch of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, a winery, The original shareholder of the leather factory, our handsome old friend!"

"It turned out to be Mei Qianhu, who has been admiring me for a long time!"

"Don't dare to be, dare not be, Minister Feng's position in Tianjin is really a blessing for me in Tianjin's business community!"

After some pleasantries, the second old man with a goatee, wearing a new-style machine-made high-grade cashmere trim, and silver-rimmed glasses was pushed to the front desk: "This is Taichang's two-list Jinshi, former governor of Huzhou and Changzhou, Mr. Cen Xiong Cen."

"Old Cen's Mansion Terrace, I have been admiring it for a long time!"