Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 53 I'm Not Too Much

Jinmen Concession, Shouxing Flour Milling Co., Ltd.

In a certain Japanese-style house, the president, Senge, was kneeling on the floor, slowly wiping his samurai sword.

At this time, the door behind was suddenly opened, and a young man walked in, with his legs together: "Mr. Senge, Mr. Yamashita is late, please forgive me."

Senge still wiped the knife unhurriedly: "Has the so-called Professor Tom in China been found?"

Yamashita lowered his head: "There is already a clue. It was found out that his real name is Cheng Nuo. He is currently teaching mathematics at Peking University. The information has been verified with the Imperial Intelligence Agency, and he is sure that it is correct."

"You have done a good job. I think this person will be a major threat to our future plans. It is necessary to observe closely. You must report to me if there is any situation in the next step. If possible, I am very interested in communicating with this person. cooperation.” Senge turned the samurai sword, the blade surface reflected a pale white light, and his face was half a smile: “The reason why the empire lent Duan an extra sum of money on the basis of the established 500 million yuan is because he."

After taking a sneak peek, Mr. Yamashita immediately lowered his head, not daring to look any further: "Hey! I will definitely monitor closely."

"There is an old saying in China that I like very much." Senge changed his style of painting, and suddenly used broken Chinese: "He who understands current affairs is a brilliant man."

"I hope that Professor Tom can see the sincerity of our cooperation, otherwise"

Yamashita boldly asked, "Otherwise what will happen?"

Senge, who was licking the blade with his eyes closed, opened his eyes instantly, shot a sinister light, got up suddenly and swung the coffee table on the floor in half, and the newspapers on it were also separated.

The newspaper is nothing but the issue of the popular issue of the "National" magazine.

"Then Professor Tom has nothing else!"

Cheng Nuo in Beiping City was still busy entertaining Li and Zhang.

On the one hand, I want to do my best to be a landlord, and on the other hand, I want to get closer to them and use this opportunity to enter the business world.

Cheng Nuo knew that it would be too difficult to change this era with his own power, and he needed to constantly expand his power.

Now that Peking University is on the stage and it is promoting the liberalization of the ban on women, it can already be regarded as a role in the education field, but it is still not enough in the face of military and political forces.

Therefore, he needs to expand his own sphere of influence to the business world, strengthen the national industrialist faction, weaken the comprador faction of the great powers, let everyone follow him and make money, until he becomes the behind-the-scenes controller of the domestic business world, and finally radiates to others.

The more people tied to the same chariot, the safer Cheng Nuo would be.

With the pissing nature of these "elite officials" of the White Party, few of them dare to say that they can withstand the temptation of the ocean.

Even if a certain warlord later wants to move him, he must think carefully about the pressure from the academic and business circles.

It's better than Jiang's parents and sons going to the Shanghai stock market to fight tigers with great fanfare, and they just caught a few flies and returned lonely.

So Cheng Nuo deliberately chose a relatively high-end restaurant, Taifeng Restaurant, one of the eight buildings.

Not to mention, no wonder it can continue to become a century-old brand in the future, and it is really good at entertaining guests.

All three of them came by car, except that Cheng Nuo used his own tricycle, while the other two hired rickshaws.

The clerk standing at the door to greet the guests saw a guest coming, he greeted them with a smile on his face, and even took the initiative to pay for the rickshaw. Li Laosan was also taken to the next door, and took care of another meal.

Zhang Changgui was surprised by this: "The service in Beiping City is so good? I have never seen such a thing in the book apartment with foreigners. Today is an eye-opener."

"As long as you come to our restaurant, that's our master. It's right to serve you well." The waiter wiped the table and said with a smile: "But I think the accents of the two masters who came later are from the Shanghai stock market. Please recommend some sweet dishes, our chef is also good at it."

Li Tianfu became interested: "Oh, it's not bad, let me listen to it."

"Crystal Shrimp, Eight Treasure Duck, Sweet and Sour Short Ribs, and Braised Knuckle. If you want it, you can make it fresh to ensure freshness."

Afterwards, several people ordered some sweet and savory dishes. While they were waiting for the dishes, in addition to the prepared cold platter, there were also some dried fruits and roasted seeds and nuts.

While talking, the guy brought another plate of braised fish head.

Cheng Nuo was a little puzzled, and asked, "Master, we don't remember ordering this dish, did we deliver it by mistake?"

"It's not wrong, it's just for your masters." The waiter said with a smile: "This is a 'respect dish' that we added on our own initiative. It doesn't cost money. You can eat it at ease. If you have anything to say, I'll come right away."

Now a few people have to accept it. I heard that there are appetizers, but I didn’t expect that there are appetizers.

While eating the fish head, Cheng Nuo did not forget to continue drawing the big cake: "The future of the Academy of Sciences is bright. In addition to the current research on wheat seeds, it will further expand into other crops and increase their production several times. .”

Li Tianfu, who originally wanted to try the fish head, immediately stopped his chopsticks: "Professor Cheng said that it can be expanded. Does that mean that rice and cotton will also start breeding programs in the future?"

"Be bold. The academy's plans are not limited to those two crops. They can also include sweet potatoes, potatoes, and even improved vegetables." Cheng Nuo kept talking and clapping his hands: "The future is too far away. I imagine that as long as the manpower is in place, it will start next year. To build other crop experiment bases, we will use a multi-pronged approach, and then we will ask you two to help us a lot."

With a "bang", Li Tianfu's chopsticks fell off in a daze, and his face hadn't recovered from his composure: "Definitely, definitely."

Who would have trouble with money, especially since the business of the two is already at a bottleneck stage, and expanding wheat production is also seeking a breakthrough.

Now I hear that there is a wider market waiting for them to conquer, I am surprised and happy.

Zhang Changgui couldn't help swallowing, and said nervously: "Not to mention anything else, how much confidence can Professor Cheng improve in terms of rice?"

The average annual yield of rice in the Republic of China was about 400 jin per mu. Cheng Nuo briefly thought about it: "It can be up to 600 jin. If you only consider the yield and not the taste, you can charge up to 700 jin."

This time Zhang Changgui's chopsticks also fell off, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

It's not that he suspects Cheng Nuo of deceiving them. With his current reputation, it's completely insane to cheat for this little money and ruin his reputation.

Cheng Nuo was very satisfied with this attitude. He originally wanted to talk about the arrangement of chemical fertilizers and pesticides, but now it seemed redundant.

When the seed meat in front of them is no longer attractive to them, it will not be too late to replace it with chemical fertilizers and pesticides.

"This fish head is not bad. Eat it, gentlemen. It will lose the taste after a while when it gets cold."

The two who had recovered their strength had no intention of eating fish heads, so they moved the chairs closer and sat on either side of Cheng Nuo.

"Professor Cheng, I don't ask too much. You must call me when improving rice. It doesn't matter how many experimental fields you want. I will find a solution for you."

"I'm not too demanding. Just call me when cotton is improving. I have a problem. I feel itchy all over when I wear foreign cloth. I have long seen them as displeasing. I want to set up my own cotton textile factory."

Cheng Nuo felt that the fish head was even more fragrant now, and it was particularly satisfying to eat. He was sweating and emptied all the pent-up energy of the past few days.

What made him even happier was still to come. When he got home, he received a package from the United States. After opening it, a letter fell out. The sender was Nikola Tesla.

(End of this chapter)