Ming Zuo

Chapter 733 Sister Aqing under the tide of the times

Songjiang Prefecture is a cotton spinning center, but Zuo Menggeng does not want to turn it into a cotton planting center.

The experience of later generations told him that Songjiang Prefecture is actually not suitable for cotton cultivation.

The ratio of people to land is one problem, and climate is another.

The most fundamental reason is that the cotton grown in various parts of Daming is actually not the best variety.

This kind of continental cotton is far inferior to long-staple cotton in quality.

However, there is no long-staple cotton in the territory currently controlled by Shandong, and even the seeds cannot be found.

But this is the trend of the future, Zuo Menggeng naturally has to plan ahead.

What's more, now is the Little Ice Age, and under continuous disasters, food is more important than anything else.

Only when people's survival is guaranteed can we talk about other things.

Because of his strong persistence and good reasons, everyone in Songjiang Mansion also had to give up the idea of ​​growing cotton.

All confiscated land, as well as newly reclaimed land, will be used as farmland.

Everyone in Songjiang Mansion had no objection to Chen Zilong's emphasis on building the seawall.

They have lived here for generations, and they are more aware of the dangers of seawater flooding.

"If seawalls are to be built, it is best to build a new cement factory here. If cement is used to build seawalls, the ability to resist disasters will be better."

Seawalls in many places in later generations were built with cement dams, and the effect of preventing wind and waves is far better than that of mud and stones today.

Of course Chen Zilong knew the benefits of cement.

"I just don't know if the Lu family has any energy left?"

Nowadays, large-scale construction projects have been going on all over Shandong, and the most demanded is cement.

The Lu family took over this industry and has opened many branch factories in various parts of Shandong, but the cement produced is still in short supply.

It can be said that this industry alone has wiped out the Lu family's fortune.

All the benefits obtained are repeatedly put into production, but still cannot keep up with the speed of demand.

This made Lu Haochou's hair turn white.

"Since the Lu family has no spare capacity, they can build their own factories here."

Zuo Menggeng didn't think this was a problem.

The most important thing now is the project, and the Lu family can't do it all, so the share that should be given up still has to be given up.

But the mood of the Lu family also needs to be taken care of.

He thought about it and came up with a solution.

"Ask all the companies here in Songjiang Prefecture. If anyone is willing, he can take a share in Lu's Cement Company and build a new branch here."

In this way, the interests of Lujia are guaranteed, the demand for cement used in construction can also be alleviated, and the production capacity can be expanded, which can be regarded as killing multiple birds with one stone.

Chen Zhi agrees with this idea.

After consultation, the various families in Songjiang Mansion are still very eager.

After all, we have been paying attention to the situation in Shandong in real time.I have heard a lot about the magical effect of cement.

Hearing that a cement plant is going to be built here, everyone knows that it will definitely make money.

In the end, after discussion, a total of [-] companies from Songjiang Prefecture jointly invested and participated in Lushi Cement Company.

For someone to help, Lu Hao is the happiest one.

He immediately rushed to Songjiang Prefecture with the most capable craftsmen and managers to help build a new branch factory.

"Don't talk about Songjiang Prefecture, even Shandong has many people who want to participate in the cement factory. I don't dare to agree without your permission. The demand for cement is too big now, and our family really can't support it." Come."

In the past when he was in the brick and tile business, Lu Hao was most worried about the poor business and being exploited by the government, so he suffered heavy losses every year.

It never occurred to him that one day he would worry about not being able to do business.

In such a situation, someone is willing to participate, what Lu Hao thinks of is not to protect the food, but to be happy.

Zuo Menggeng couldn't be happier that he can think so, and other businessmen can think so.

"It's a good thing that someone has a shareholding. This means that the business will grow bigger and stronger. Maybe... your cement company can become a giant-level enterprise in the future."

In today's era, business is developing towards formalization, and all orders and models are being explored.

Lu Hao doesn't understand what a giant super enterprise is, but just by listening to the description of these words, he knows that it must be very remarkable.

With Zuo Menggeng's consent, he no longer has to worry about business.

The Songjiang Mansion is full of wind and clouds, and all industries are booming, but Zuo Menggeng has come to a forgotten place.

Looking at the dilapidated and desolate scene around him and the cobweb-covered courtyard in front of him, Zuo Menggeng stood still.

In the surrounding courtyards, there were always eyes sneaking up on him, with timidity and hatred.

Zuo Menggeng could feel it, but he didn't care.

He took various offerings from Fu Yijian, placed them outside the courtyard gate, and burnt incense with his own hands.

Seeing this scene, the people around were all stunned.

Xu Erjue who accompanied him was even more dissatisfied.

"All kinds of chaos are caused by this woman, even if she is not convicted, there is no need to pay homage to her, right?"

Zuo Menggeng stared blankly at the courtyard that had long lost its popularity.

"But what's wrong with her?"

Only one sentence left Xu Erjue speechless.

He thought about it over and over again, but he really couldn't find any reason.

Seeing Zuo Menggeng's actions, the people around finally became more courageous.

An old man approached carefully and was stopped by the guards.

"Commander Zuo, Mrs. Ah Qing's family has no one left. I heard...the government doesn't implicate others."

Zuo Menggeng said with a gentle smile, "Sister-in-law Ah Qing is not guilty either."

The old man's eyes turned red, and he sighed.

"Then why did she die?"

Zuo Menggeng pondered for a moment, then said leisurely: "This may be the fault of the times."

The old man didn't understand, but he also understood that the new government didn't mean to offend them.

"I heard that you were all the best craftsmen in the past, and the cloth you wove is the best in Songjiang Prefecture?"

Zuo Menggeng asked people to call all the neighbors here and talk to them in person.

But hearing his praise, these people did not show any joy.

"What's the use of good craftsmanship? Nowadays, the cloth produced in the factory is cheap and good, and Allah can't compete."

Zuo Menggeng asked back: "Why do you want to fight? The factory also needs manpower. The better your craftsmanship, the more popular you are?"

Seeing these people were silent, Zuo Menggeng vaguely understood something.

"In the past, you relied on your outstanding craftsmanship, so you were very beautiful, and you missed your previous life even more. But the times are moving forward, and technological progress is unstoppable. How to find your own position in the tide of the times, For you, it is a matter of life and death. Sister Ah Qing, like you, cannot get out of the past, which is why the tragedy happened. If you can't get out of it, your future will not be better than that of Mrs. A Qing go."

It was the same old man, full of grief and indignation.

"It is said that the new government is good to us people, so why do you still watch us die?"

Zuo Menggeng pointed out his mistake.

"It is not the new government that caused your tragedy, but the times. As long as you are willing to step out of the comfort zone of the past, you can still find that the future is beautiful."

He didn't know whether what he said would be heard by these people.But there's only so much he can do.

And he also believes that with the development of the tide of the times, more people will become victims of the times like Mrs. Ah Qing.

This is certainly very sad, but compared with the magnificent era, no one can stop it.

After going back, Zuo Menggeng and I thought about it over and over again, and wrote the manuscript again.

"Sister-in-law Ah Qing under the tide of the times"

(End of this chapter)