Chapter 41: That Feeling, Cool!

Oil is coming out of the oil field, and since the oil has been dug up, it will naturally be transported and then refined into kerosene and sold.

After inspecting the No. 2 oil well, Lin Ziran called Scar to his side: "You stay here for a few days to organize a transport team and transport the oil produced every day back to the city!" ”

Now there are actually very few people available under Lin Ziran's hands, a few old subordinates such as Luo Mazi, Scar, Ding Quankun, etc., in addition to Sun Guan, Wu Dajiang and others who were recruited later.

These people are all a radish and a pit, Luo Mazi is clever, but he is too clever, and he will run away with oil on the soles of his feet when he encounters any danger.

He did this kind of thing when he escorted the baggage team of the official army before, although Hao Ren didn't turn his face, but he must have been very dissatisfied in his heart, and later Lin Ziran personally led people to escort him a few times, and now he asked Wu Dajiang to escort the baggage.

Scar's words are multi-tasking, on the one hand, he is a platoon commander on the patrol battalion, and at the same time, he is also taking his brother to set up a card to collect business taxes, but this is not only a game, but the income is not as much as expected, because many caravans are large-scale armed caravans, and they can't collect money at all.

Therefore, Lin Ziran also came to continue to do the matter of setting up cards to collect taxes, and it is better to let these old bandits be simple armed guards as transport workers, anyway, as long as they are not allowed to go to the battlefield to fight, and they can eat and drink, these old bandits don't mind whether to set up cards to collect taxes or be armed guards.

After settling in the oil field, Lin Ziran returned to the city non-stop, pulled Nangong Hou out of the laboratory, and told him that a large amount of oil would be sent to the refinery starting tomorrow, so that he was ready to accept the oil and then arrange for refining.

After Nangong Houyi asked if there would be an extra twenty barrels of oil per day, he said with a sad face: "Now our refining capacity is still a little worse, and if we refine it with all our might, it is estimated that we can only refine about fifteen barrels!" ”

For this problem, Lin Ziran also has a headache.

This oil refinery is said to be a factory, but in fact it is a small workshop, only a few sets of oil refining equipment assembled by Nangong Hou and others, and the daily refining capacity is only about fifteen barrels, and there is no way to do more.

Although he had asked Aoyama to continue to purchase steam engines and other equipment, it would take time to purchase and transport, and even if it was shipped back, it would need to be assembled and debugged.

There is no hope for a short time!

Lin Ziran said: "How much can I practice now!" ”

Nangong Hou naturally has no opinion on this, he doesn't care much about these things, and he is only responsible for technical problems in the refinery, after assembling the equipment in the last few days and there are no problems with production, he stays in the laboratory and tosses the perpetual motion machine by himself.

The person in charge of the daily affairs of the refinery is actually Luo Mazi, so Lin Ziran turned his head and instructed Luo Mazi: "Go back and build a few warehouses, the oil that is too late to be refined will be stored first, and then expand production after the commercial bank transports the equipment back, you must pay attention to the fire prevention of the warehouse!" ”

Luo Mazi immediately said: "Don't worry, the little one must get things done!" ”

Lin Ziran nodded slightly!

Although Luo Mazi is not good in other aspects, he will still listen to things that are not dangerous and are ordered by Lin Ziran, and he usually does a good job.

But if it is a dangerous thing, then Luo Mazi is estimated to be unreliable.

When he came back from the refinery, Lin Ziran called Sun Guan over again, and naturally called Sun Guan over to let him prepare the sales channel.

From today onwards, the daily output of the oil field can reach about 22 barrels, and although the refinery cannot refine so much oil, it can also refine about 15 barrels.

For the previous two barrels per day, the direct increase was 13 barrels.

This is a large amount of money for a small business bank like Castle Peak Commercial Bank, and a careful care can easily cause kerosene to accumulate and not be able to sell.

This kerosene is sold for money, otherwise it is a pile of useless things.

Hearing Lin Ziran say that the refinery will increase the supply from tomorrow, and it won't take long for the production capacity to be directly increased by seven times, he couldn't sit still.

Sun Guan's face was excited: "My lord, this is great!" ”

Earlier today, Sun Guan found Lin Ziran to see if he could increase production capacity, but he didn't expect this half a day's work, Lin Ziran just told him that the production capacity has increased, and an increase is as much as seven times, and this is still because the refining equipment is not enough, and when the purchased equipment arrives, the production capacity can continue to increase, and finally reach more than ten times the existing production capacity.

That's a lot of numbers.

According to the price of kerosene sold by Qingshan Commercial Bank today, it will cost more than 10,000 Hengyuan a month.

The sales volume is large, the firm makes more money, and he, the shopkeeper, can receive more bonuses.

Lin Ziran promised that in addition to a fixed salary every month, he would also give him a bonus according to the profit of the commercial bank, and the more profits, the more bonuses.

Otherwise, Sun Guan would not have been so attentive to laying sales channels everywhere and maintaining supply channels.

At this time, he listened to Lin Ziran again: "Work hard, wait until the end of the year, the bonus or something is indispensable to you, well, tell me to go down, as long as you do a good job, all the employees of the commercial bank will have a generous bonus at the end of the year." ”

If you want people to work, it is naturally not possible not to give money, the salary offered by Tsingshan Commercial Bank is not high, and in order to save costs, many people are still recruited in the name of apprentices, and there are few wages at all.

Before, it was because of the financial pressure of the commercial bank, if you make money in the future, you still have to slightly improve the treatment of employees, after all, people work hard for you, you have to let the family support your family!

Otherwise, Lin Ziran directly told them about his ideals, the future, and so on, and it is estimated that few people will take care of Lin Ziran.

Regardless of whether they are employees of the trading house, soldiers of the patrol battalion, or those old bandits, they surround Lin Ziran, not because of how great Lin Ziran is, but because Lin Ziran can give them a job in this troubled world, so that they can support their families.

Lin Ziran has always been very aware of this, so even if he was poor some time ago, and asked the fake town guard Wang Jinqian for money three times and twice, he also tried his best to maintain the food problem of his subordinates.

After the affairs of the oil field, the oil refinery, and the Qingshan Commercial Bank were dealt with, Lin Ziran was tired enough.

After freshening up for dinner in the evening, he soon fell asleep.

Tonight he was dreaming again, but it was different from the nightmares he had always dreamed of being hunted down or killed in defeat.

This time he had a beautiful dream!

He dreamed that there was a blowout in his oil field, and what spewed out was not oil, but countless yellow gold coins, which he used to recruit troops.

When the muskets were fired, all the bullets were golden, and the artillerys were all golden, and the enemy was elated by the gold, and the army was overwhelmed.

Lin Ziran swept the world with this army that used golden guns and cannons, and even the marching pot of the gang was made of gold, and finally became the lord of the world.

In the end, Lin Ziran dreamed that he was sitting on a golden dragon chair in a golden silk dragon robe in a palace made of countless gold, accepting a group of subjects who also wore gold to kneel down to Bidenji as emperor!

That feeling is cool!