Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 241 will kill you

   "Yes," Zhao Hanzhang said: "I have decided that in the future, as long as the industry that cooperates with Zhao's family will be placed under your name."

   Fu Tinghan nodded, indicating that he understood.

   Zhao Hanzhang retracted the contract, tilted his head and asked him, "You didn't ask me why?"

  Fu Tinghan said: "I know, your surname is Zhao, and I am a foreigner. Once there is a dispute in the property, my identity is more suitable than yours to negotiate with Zhao."

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled slightly, "That's why."

  Fu Tinghan: "Then are you not afraid that I will betray you in the future?"

   Zhao Hanzhang stared at him: "Can you do it?"

  Fu Tinghan shook his head, "I won't, but you believe me like that?"

   Zhao Hanzhang dried the ink on the contract and folded it, "You are worth believing, not to mention just such a little property, even my entire net worth is worth entrusting to you."

  Fu Tinghan was not too happy, and asked, "Is it the same as you are willing to entrust your entire family property to Mr. Ji?"

   Zhao Hanzhang stared at him for a while, then suddenly leaned over the table to approach him, Fu Tinghan subconsciously leaned back on the chair.

Zhao Hanzhang looked into his eyes, "Of course it's different, I take Mr. Ji as a counselor, if he doesn't let me down, I will treat him like a countryman in the future. He will have a good career in the future; but you,"

   Zhao Hanzhang got closer, looked at his tense face and said softly: "Fu Tinghan, if you let me down, I might kill you."

  Fu Tinghan didn't feel sad, but her eyes were a little wet, she looked at her and nodded lightly: "Okay."

Zhao Hanzhang got his promise, he couldn't help but smile, quickly pecked his lips, and got up in his round eyes, "I'm going to find Uncle Ming, we'll go to the paper workshop in a while, you clean up. "

   Zhao Hanzhang sprinted out of the study. Fu Tinghan held his breath and watched her leave. He reached out and touched his lips, and got up in a hurry.

   He folded all the pictures on the table in a panic, and when he was halfway through the stack, he found that he had also folded the waste pictures, so he hurriedly found them again.

   Zhao Ming couldn't get used to their chairs, so he stood at the window with his hands behind his back and stared at the snow outside in a daze. Seeing Zhao Hanzhang coming in in a hurry, he looked at her up and down, "What are you doing in a panic? Tinghan didn't agree?"

   Zhao Qing was curious, "He still doesn't agree to put the property in his name?"

   "No," Zhao Hanzhang said with a serious face: "Uncle Qing, this papermaking skill was originally developed by Ting Han, and this papermaking workshop should also be his."

   Zhao Qing hurriedly asked: "Then he is not satisfied that you gave 40% to the clan?"

   "...That's not true, he just thinks six or four points is not good, he thinks it should be five or five points."

Zhao Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This is also for the sake of good management in the future. If it is five or five points, when the important thing is undecided, should I listen to him or ours? When there is a gap, it will be easier to know who to listen to when the opinions contradict in the future. of."

   Zhao Ming stood silently in front of the window, watching her serious nonsense, his eyes swept over the tips of her red ears, interrupting the conversation between the two, "Get ready to go to the paper workshop."

   Zhao Hanzhang obeyed obediently, "Oh."

   Ting He went down and prepared the carriage.

   When Fu Tinghan came out with the drawings, the expressions of the two of them returned to normal. Zhao Ming's eyes swept over the two of them and walked in front, "Let's go, go and come back quickly."

   Zhao Qing smiled at Fu Tinghan honestly, and explained to Zhao Ming, "He's just like this. He looks unreasonable, but he's actually very warm."

  Fu Tinghan knew, otherwise, Zhao Hanzhang would not be pitted again and again.

   When he arrived at the paper factory, Zhao Ming looked disgusted, "This is too small."

  In Xiping, there are not many things that can be hidden from Zhao Ming, so Zhao Hanzhang knew it as soon as he asked someone to build a paper workshop next to this village.

   But he didn't know how simple this paper mill could be. He glanced at the puddle where the material was soaked and shook his head, "This pit is small and disordered, you can't do anything about it."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "This manager is originally the manager of this Zhuangzi. This Zhuangzi is not big, and it is precisely because he is not good at management that I asked my uncle."

  If he is capable, can she still ask Zhao Ming?

   Wouldn't it be more fun to take over the power of the paper mill by yourself?

   Those people in the school would be useless if they didn't study for two or three years, and two or three years are too important in this troubled world.

   Now everything needs paper, and she no longer wants to send people to the surrounding counties to buy paper because of lack of paper.

   Zhao Qing went in for a stroll and started to ask what to do with the paper.

  Fu Tinghan took out the pictures he drew last night and this morning: "I want to build two big ponds..."

  Fu Tinghan took the drawings and took them to see the existing pulp processing methods, telling them the process of making a sheet of paper.

   Zhao Qing listened carefully, he didn't have to be able to make paper, but he had to know the process so that he could make better staffing arrangements.

   "The curtain bed can be placed here, and this piece will be used to dry the paper, and a row of houses will need to be built there as a warehouse," Fu Tinghan said: "If it rains, the paper has to be moved back."

   Zhao Ming listened for a while, and boredly took a stick and poked the materials in the reaction pit. When he poked, he found something was wrong. He pulled the contents out of the pit and looked at the contents in the pit next to him.

   Zhao Ming frowned and beckoned to Zhao Hanzhang, "What's going on, everything in this pit is different."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at it and said, "Oh, this is a different formula, we want to try what the paper looks like with different ratios."

   Zhao Ming: "...I saw a straw inside."

"Yes, there is also wheat straw, which is soaked after threshing, and it doesn't cost much at all," Zhao Hanzhang said, "Ting Han and I tore up various materials and compared them. It may be made of hemp and mulberry bark. Paper is the best, next time you can try to increase the ratio of the two to see the effect.”

   These also need to be studied.

   Zhao Qingzai heard it and asked, "In this case, is one reaction tank and one pulp tank enough?"

  Fu Tinghan said: "Enough, these small pits can be used for the test. Choose which one to produce according to the quality of the paper produced in the test pit, and then prepare the pulp according to the production plan. The reaction pool can be divided into areas for use."

   He said: "The bottom of the pit should be cleaned after the pulp is used up."

Zhao Qing understood, nodded and looked around, he already had a plan in his mind, he pointed directly to the field next to him and said, "Give me this part of the field, I will make a house to surround it, and in the middle is the place where the paper is made. ."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him, there was no wheat field, so he nodded and agreed, but, "I don't have so many people for a while."

   Zhao Qing said indifferently: "I'll prepare the manpower."

   Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "Then if Uncle Qing helps me out, I'll give you that piece too. How about you help me build the bookstore?"

   Zhao Ming slapped her head with a slap, "The bookstore should not be placed outside the city, but inside the city."

   (end of this chapter)