Opening game, American Tycoon

Chapter 13 Use knowledge to benefit "Europe and America" ​​(second update, please collect, please recommend)
The spring breeze is pleasant, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is... a good season for barbecue.

Chili noodles, cumin powder, goat meat, barbecue stove, fruit tree charcoal, plus red willow skewers...

It seems there are none!
Lying in the yard, looking at the oak tree in the yard, Zhu Xianhai felt a pity in his heart.

It's a great weather for grilling.

If there was such a courtyard over there in the past, we would definitely have a small barbecue.

pity……

"Since you can't enjoy life, let's do something serious!"

Lying on the deck chair, Zhu Xianhai grabbed a piece of grass from the grass again.

It looked like nothing more than an ordinary weed.However, this is a herbal medicine.Of course he's a little out of the ordinary.

On the other side, this herb is regulated, but who would have thought that weeds like this one are everywhere in South America.

Where is this grass?

It is clearly money!
If it wasn't for picking up that bottle of yam that day, he really wouldn't have remembered that he could do that business.

……

"Sophia, where is Mr. Zhu?"

After knocking on the door next door, Buffett asked

"Master, Mr. Zhu is drinking tea in the yard."

Sophia replied.

Walking into the backyard, Buffett didn't notice that Zhu Xianhai was distracted, and said.

"Sir, all the equipment and raw materials you want have been prepared. They are all high-quality equipment produced in the UK and the best in Buenos Aires. Also, I have ordered people to clean up the basement. Be your lab, and now they're installing the equipment."

Sitting there, Zhu Xianhai hesitated for a moment.

Do you really want to get into that business?

Buffett asked again:

"Sir, why do you need so many equipment and raw materials? And those weeds, are they also medicine?"

"Grass? Oh, you mean this..."

Looking at Buffy, even though he was in a state of confusion, he forcibly withdrew his mind and said.

"do research."

"What are you studying?"

Buffett asked again.

"A new type of drug, I want to invent a drug that can treat many diseases."

Zhu Xianhai straightened his expression and replied.

If he hadn't witnessed the backwardness of medicine in this era, he wouldn't have thought of medicine at all. Except for "surgery" which is somewhat similar to a butcher, he would have a headache or something in Europe, and he would take a sip of Y tablets at every turn.

Compared with Y tablets and wine, it is still real drugs to make money.

For now, getting involved in the pharmaceutical business may be a good choice.

In later generations, even the arms business may not necessarily make more money than pharmaceutical companies.

In fact, the real profiteering industry in human history has never been drugs, nor ammunition, but medicine, because pharmaceutical companies have captured the most basic instinct of human beings - wanting to live.

Of course, a successful pharmaceutical company must have its own trump product, a trump product that makes itself famous in one fell swoop.

Regarding this flagship product, Zhu Xianhai already has a goal, one is the famous aspirin, that humble little white tablet that has made Baia Company, a century-old large pharmaceutical company.

Of course, aspirin is only one of the options, compared to it, Zhu Xianhai has another option.

And that option requires the herb.

"Do you remember what I said in the carriage last time?"

Zhu Xianhai asked.

"What did you say last time?"

"right,"

Nodding his head, Zhu Xianhai looked in the direction of Europe.

"When you immigrated from Europe, you should know that those factories are the main source of income for each country, and what do factories rely on to make money? Of course, it is workers and machines. As long as the machines have steam engines, water, and coal, they can be enough. Constantly running, but people can't, so in those factories, workers have to work at least twelve hours a day."

"Twelve hours, what are you kidding!"

Buffett interrupted him.

"Do you think opening a factory is for charity? At least sixteen hours of work, not even including the time to go to the toilet,"

Then he spoke again in unquestionable words.

"Don't ask me how I know, I have had such an experience, sixteen hours, that is the least, throughout the year, only on the day of worship, the factory will be closed, and only half a day."

Well, I underestimated how black-hearted those black-hearted capitalists are. Sixteen hours, they are really enough... Well, since ancient times, there have been no kind-hearted capitalists, they are all the owners of hanging street lamps.

"That's right, let me ask you, what is your state of working for sixteen hours? Can you maintain normal energy and work continuously?"

"Is this possible? I'm a man and not a machine. Do you know why I left the factory?"

Buffett said.

"It's because once, when I was working in a factory, my friend took a nap, and then what? The machine crushed his hand. Later, although the doctor operated on him, the operation hand He still hasn't survived, you know, how much did the factory owner lose?"

Buffett asked back.

"It's only 50 pesos in total! Guess what the factory owner said? He said that the factory even lost money in order to clean up the flesh and blood on the machine. My God, workers are such worthless things in their eyes." Is it? So I left the factory, the place is definitely not for people.”

Uh……

I didn't expect Buffett to be such a story-telling person. Looking at his angry appearance, it is certain that he must hate capitalists.

However, it seems that he may not agree with what we are going to do next.

"that……"

He hesitated for a moment.Zhu Xianhai said,

"If we now have something that can make people more energetic, and can make people work energetically for sixteen hours, do you think those factory owners will buy it?"

"purchase!"

Buffett exclaimed.

"In that case, they will definitely buy it, let alone them, if I run a factory, I will buy it too, but, is there such a medicine in the world?"

Seeing Buffett's suspicious expression, Zhu Xianhai pursed his lips.

What is certain is that that kind of medicine will definitely be welcomed by the black-hearted capitalists of this era, and even the poor people in Europe and America will definitely like it.Who doesn't like to work hard to create miracles!

You don’t need to earn tens of millions of pesos with that powerful pill, let people in Europe and the United States experience the benefits of modern chemistry and medicine, and you are sorry for a few years of university education!

Especially in the current situation, since opium wine can be sold on the street in a grand manner, and those white skins don't care about the health of their own people at all, why should we care?
When they put the tablets in China one by one, did they ever think about the Chinese body?

I...that is also for the benefit of them.

That's right, that's the truth!
The first rule of time traveler: While benefiting others, benefit yourself more.

(End of this chapter)