"Why not!"

When Shi Yiwen's voice fell, Li Long immediately responded with a smile.

Li Long's cheerfulness surprised Shi Yiwen.

"Brother Li, since you guessed that I wanted to use cotton to squeeze oil, why did you promise me?"

Shi Yiwen's directness made Li Long laugh.

"In the past, cotton seeds were given to others for free to squeeze oil, but now you not only pay for it, but also give such a generous gift, why don't I agree?"

Looking at Shi Yiwen and said, Li Long said again.

"Besides, the cotton is worthless waste in anyone's hands, and the virtuous brother can make money with the waste, that's your ability, put it in my hand, even if it is manure, there is no place to put it!"

After answering like this, Li Long said according to the model again.

"But it's different, it's real silver, as for cotton, if I'm not bad as expected, since the virtuous brother dares to say five years, it must be able to guarantee that ordinary people can't make the same method in three or five years, and it's ......."

Looking at Shi Yiwen, Li Long asked rhetorically.

"Why did Brother Xian send this ginning machine instead of coming directly to me to take away those cotton, after all, cotton is a waste, who pulls it or not? A virtuous brother is benevolent and righteous, and does not deceive, how can he be a brother? ”

"Brother Tai praised it!"

Dealing with smart people is very simple, in fact, Shi Yiwen didn't think about using free cotton, but when the other party knows that cotton can be squeezed for oil, will there be a free lunch? So after thinking about it, Shi Yiwen will send this "stepping stone".

Five years!

Dozens of times the windfall profits of five years, enough!

People, don't be too greedy!

And it really made Li Long right, since Shi Yiwen dared to say five years, because he dared to guarantee that within five years, no one would be able to copy his method of processing cotton.

Sun Jiaqin, who had been waiting at the gatehouse, saw that Li Long personally sent the owner out, and knew that the business must have been negotiated.

"Boss, the business is done?"

"It's done, five years, ten cents for a load of cotton."

As soon as the owner's words fell, Sun Jiaqin said urgently.

"The owner, ten cents? This, this is a big loss, and the cotton is usually given for free. ”

When Sun Jiaqin shouted that he had lost a lot, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"Lao Sun, the food eaten for nothing is not eaten for a long time, in the past, people gave it to various oil mills for nothing, because cotton is a useless waste, but now it is different, rather than waiting to tear your face in the future, it is better to be more refreshing now, not to mention, one hundred catties and ten cents, is there anything cheaper than this?"

"No, no, but, but the owner, will it ......be more expensive for ten cents?"

Something that was originally free now has to be bought with money, Sun Jiaqin naturally can't figure it out, but Shi Yiwen doesn't think there's anything.

"It's been this price for five years, it's worth it!"

"That's the truth, but boss, can you really squeeze more oil out of the cotton?"

"What do you say?"

Shi Yiwen asked rhetorically, he looked extremely happy when he had just negotiated a deal, and said to Sun Jiaqin.

"Old Sun, go and call the car to come over, let's go back to the oil mill! We're not done yet! ”

……

When Shi Yiwen was immersed in the oil mill, Song Qiyu, who had not found him several times, knew from Xiao Lian's mouth that he had bought an oil mill, and immediately came to the door.

"The foundation here is getting stronger......"

As soon as the front foot entered the oil mill, Song Qiyu saw Shi Yiwen, who was dressed in a short body and covered in sweat, was instructing a few laborers to smash the foundation there.

"Is the stone slab of the third pedestal paved?"

Looking at Shi Yiwen standing there, if it weren't for the fact that the two were extremely familiar, Song Qiyu would not even be able to recognize it for a while, this man who was wearing a short shirt and had dust on his body was Shi Yiwen.

"Zhiyuan."

"Huh? Ziyu, how did you find this? ”

Patting the dust on his hands, Shi Yiwen was surprised.

"What are you?"

Looking at the several stone platforms that had been paved in the bamboo and wood shed, Song Qiyu was puzzled.

"Want to run an oil mill?"

"Well, no, isn't the oil in the factory in trouble, I thought, it's better to ask for people than to ask for it, so I bought this oil mill, thinking that it is better to squeeze oil by myself than to be controlled by others in the future."

"What? Oil! ”

With his eyes wide, Song Qiyu was surprised.

"Zhiyuan, you're not mistaken, squeezing a pound of oil costs twenty or thirty yuan, and using such oil to make soap is not enough."

Looking at Song Qiyu's frightened appearance, Shi Yiwen said with a smile.

"It also depends on what kind of oil it is, doesn't it?"

When the words fell, as soon as he looked up, Shi Yiwen saw Craftsman Feng who was driving the carriage in, and the carriage was pulling the already cast squeezing plate frame.

"Shi Gongzi, this is what you want, five days, it can be regarded as not delaying your use."

Suddenly, the smile on Feng Jiangtou's face disappeared, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he clearly saw that there were still a few iron pillars resting on the ground at the edge of the courtyard.

"Yikes!"

With his eyes wide in surprise, Craftsman Feng hurriedly walked over and looked at the six iron pillars in front of him, which were three feet long, and what attracted him was not the fine threads on them, but the material of the iron pillars.

"Childe, this is a fine steel!"

Looking up at the brocade boy in front of him, he had been a blacksmith for half his life, and it was the first time he had seen such a large piece of steel. Not one, but six.

He deliberately reached out and touched it, even without tools, he could see the quality of these steels.

This texture, this steel fire......

What's even more surprising is its size.

After finally sobering up from the shock, Craftsman Feng asked.

"Ordinary Bailian steel is definitely not as good as it, Childe, where did you get such a large piece of steel?"

From there, this is what Edwin found in the construction site of the space - a 5-centimeter-diameter finished rolled rebar. Although he didn't know how good those steels were, Song Qiyu was more curious about the usefulness of these things, as well as the usefulness of those iron frames.

"Zhiyuan, what are these for?"

"Oil press!"

It took half an hour for a cast iron frame of an oil press almost five feet high to be installed on the stone foundation of the shed, and then Shi Yiwen instructed the workers to press and install the screw pressure plate, which is actually composed of finished rolled rebar and nuts and a few steel plates, and this is why he doesn't mind the secrecy of the oil press, because without the screw, the oil press is just a pile of scrap metal.

Looking at the iron-cast oil press, Song Qiyu looked at Shi Yiwen in puzzlement.

"Zhiyuan, are you sure that you can solve the raw materials of the factory with it?"

"Well, almost!"

Shi Yiwen said with a smile.

"It won't work on its own, and it has to be added...... The right raw materials. ”

Shi Yiwen raised the cloth bag in his hand, then walked to the front of the oil press, put the layers of cloth bags and iron plates between the oil press and the platform, and then put the screw struts on the hydraulic transmission belt.

"Power on!"

With an order, the workers who had been waiting for a long time immediately moved the rod brake, driven by the belt, the screw continued to squeeze the iron plate, and the iron plate compressed the raw materials in the cloth bag, and squeezed the oil out of the cloth bag......