No matter how long Qin Mu stayed in the twenty-first century, not a second passed for Jiang Yuenu.

She saw a white light flashing in Qin Mu's room, and felt a little puzzled, and was about to go in to see what was going on, but was pulled by Jia Hongxian and Fang Haoyin.

Ren Xiaoxiao also hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Sister Yuenu, don't go in now, Brother Qin is receiving the goods." ”

Jiang Yuenu asked in confusion, "What's wrong with that?" Can't watch it? ”

Ren Xiaoxiao's little face flushed, and she mysteriously leaned into her ear and said, "Brother Qin doesn't wear anything every time he receives the goods. ”

Jiang Yuenu then understood why the Jia sisters held on to themselves.

It seems that they know, but it's not strange that they know, how can Ren Xiaoxiao, a little girl, also know?

Before she could figure out the reason, Qin Mu had already walked out with a spring breeze on his face.

Holding a bunch of boxes in his arms, he placed them on the stone table in the courtyard, and said, "All share, come, this is for you, this is for you." ”

Qin Mu distributed them one by one.

He was very happy to come back this time, because the giant tobacco was about to be released in the Great Song Dynasty, and he was the only owner of this monster.

Tobacco is a real golden phoenix, which can be used as a pillar for itself to support the great cause of the future.

It is better to be happy alone than to be happy in all, and such joy should be shared by friends.

Qin Mu has no friends in the Great Song Dynasty, only a few women who are cut and untidy. So Qin Mu sacrificed some valuable cabinet space and brought back a lot of things that women liked.

Needless to say, give Jiang Yuenu and Ren Xiaoxiao a mobile phone. Cosmetics are issued four more sets.

Then Qin Mu took out four small bottles - Chanel, perfumes of different colors and flavors.

It's all English signs, and the four of them can't understand what is written, and they don't know what to use. But Qin Mu took out everything, everything was amazing to them, and this was specially given to him by Lang Jun, it must be very, very good.

Qin Mu sprayed the perfume on his sleeve at a certain distance in turn.

The enchanting scent spreads.

"It's a perfume, every scent is different, you can pick your favorite."

Jia Hongxian didn't make a move, and first glanced at the other three women quietly. It's good, no one dares to move first. Only then did she pull up Qin Mu's arm, and after sniffing it in turn, she said, "The slave wants this, Gardenia." ”

Then came Fang Haoyin: "The slave likes this laurel." ”

There were two bottles left, and Jiang Yuenu grabbed the first pick in front of Ren Xiaoxiao, but she smelled and smelled, but she couldn't smell the fragrance of the flowers with the remaining two flavors.

What kind of flower is this? Don't you know?

She didn't want to show that she didn't know enough in front of her sisters, so she picked up a purple one among the remaining two bottles, and asked Qin Mudao: "Qin Lang, is the word on this also the Chinese script?" ”

The bottle was in English, which she couldn't have recognized.

"No, it's another word that means: joy"

This bottle of perfume is called joy.

Ren Xiaoxiao didn't have to pick and choose, picked up the remaining bottle and asked, "Brother Qin, what is this bottle called?" ”

"Opium."

It's really called opium, and Chanel has a perfume called opium. happened to be obtained by Ren Xiaoxiao.

I really don't know if it's fate.

Ren Xiaoxiao was a little aggrieved.

She was the last to pick, and whatever else she picked, it was all left over from others. But even if it's left, don't be opium.

Ren Xiaoxiao clearly remembered that Qin Mu sang a song to her that day, saying that Da Lian's father and mother loved to smoke opium.

Brother Qin also said, "Smoking opium is very wrong, it is a very bad thing, you must not touch it, we will not touch it." It's all bad guys. ”

But what you give yourself is opium.

Could it be that she is a bad woman in Brother Qin's heart?

Seeing her aggrieved appearance, Qin Mu suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "This opium is not opium smoke, it is not a bad thing. Let's just say that this fragrance has an extremely charming atmosphere and will make people smell addictive. ”

Ren Xiaoxiao turned her anger into joy at this time.

After sharing the joy, Qin Mu went back to the house to get a few things and came to see Ren Yuanwai.

"Gonggong, this is the gift you asked me to give to the emperor?"

"Yes, the main thing is this."

"What is this?" Ren Yuanwai took a box of cigarettes handed over by Qin Mu and looked at it over and over again, but he didn't know what to use it for, whether it was for food or play?

The watch and the flashlight themselves were exquisite, and he could see that they were precious. But such a cardboard box, given to the emperor, I'm afraid it won't be beaten out.

The box is a very strange kind of paper, which is very smooth to the touch, not like rice paper, as if there is no Da Song Dynasty.

There is a black horse painted on the paper, but it is very charming-of course, this is Qin Mu's pirated version of Xu Beihong's horse.

There are also three italics near the upper end: Marlboro.

"Marlboro, it sounds like it goes well with Horse Street."

"Outside the staff!" In fact, the cigarette in the box is not Marlboro, it is soft China, but the words on the filter have also been changed to Marlboro by Qin Mu.

Don't look at Marlboro as a foreign product, but these three words are indeed very suitable for the street.

Mahang Street is the most prosperous street in Bianliang, just like Wangfujing in the capital.

Qin Mu took this name to make a brand of cigarettes, just to match Mahang Street.

Think about how cool it is to walk down Marlboro Street with Marlboro in your hand.

"The road of 10,000 treasures is good, but the merit, how to use this thing?" Ren said to the outsider, don't sell it to me. I didn't look like this before, why did I become so naughty today, could it be that women have more transsexuals?

He knows that Yingying Yanyan is in the East Cross Courtyard, and his daughter is inside, so what does he not know outside the staff? But he never went to the East Cross Courtyard again, and he had to avoid suspicion in any way.

"So, you learn from me." Qin Mu said, tearing open the cigarette case.

The clerk saw the cigarette inside and nodded. Yes, the same characteristics as Huaguo products! Each paper pillar is of the same thickness and length. Sure enough, it is an assembly line product.

Qin Mu took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit the fire with a match, and took a deep breath.

He smoked in college, but he didn't have an addiction to smoking, just an attempt to make his short life less pale.

Ren Yuanwai looked at Qin Mu in surprise. Could this be an immortal?

Qin Mu motioned for him to do the same.

Ren Yuanwai couldn't wait to learn Qin Mu's appearance, and then took a deep breath.

Instantly, a feeling of clouds and fog swept over his body, and he almost couldn't sit still and fell out of his chair.

It's so comfortable!

Smoking is also divided into people. Some people like it in one bite, and some people need a lot of roots to get used to it.

There is no doubt that Ren Wai was born with a penchant for smoking, but unfortunately there have been no cigarettes in the Song Dynasty in recent decades.

Good stuff.

It's so comfortable.

Ren Yuanwai couldn't help but close his eyes and took another breath.

All four limbs relaxed. It feels so beautiful.

He felt that he had lived in vain. Today I have found the meaning of life.

Qin Mu was worried that he would faint, and wanted him to smoke less, but he didn't expect that the physique of smokers outside the staff was so enjoyable that he even stretched out his forehead.

Not bad! The success of cigarettes is more evident than matches. There's nothing to worry about at all.

After taking the last puff, he almost burned the filter, so he reluctantly followed Qin Mu's example and extinguished the cigarette butt.

"Gonggong, I finally understand what the lighter is for. It turned out to be a good match for cigarettes! ”

Qin Mu stretched out his thumb! You really understand people. The almost only role of a lighter in later generations was to light a cigarette.

"With such good things, it will definitely satisfy the officials. But what are we going to get back? "Of course I'm not stupid, I gave the emperor such a good enjoyment, if I don't come back with some benefits, it won't be a big loss.

"Land, near Wujiazhuang, as much as you want."

"Okay, that's it." Qin Mu's words are the guiding light outside the staff. He said how to do it, that must be the best direction.

"But what does this thing say?" There is also a major worry in addition to the officer, can he tell the emperor that he is trading with Chinese businessmen again?

If the emperor asks, why do Chinese merchants only trade with you? How do you answer yourself?

And what if the emperor summons Chinese merchants?

"Cigarettes, I want to set up a factory in Wujiazhuang to produce them, don't worry about this."

Outside the staff, I just like to jump up.

Matches are already selling so well, if cigarettes can be built again, the money will be ......

"However, outside of the staff, I have to say sorry to you this time, I can only do cigarettes, and no one can touch them." This golden phoenix can't be divided at all, this is a state-owned asset.

Ren Wai was a little frustrated. But he's also someone who can afford to put it down. Qin Mu had already given him a height that he had never dared to want, and he couldn't help but be satisfied.

Qin Mu didn't just pour cold water on him, which would discourage the enthusiasm of the outside of the staff.

He still has carrots to feed.

"Outside of the staff, a person's energy is limited, and I don't let you make cigarettes because I have a product that is more suitable for you."

As he spoke, Qin Mu took out a small bottle, which was Chanel perfume.

The women of the Great Song Dynasty also wore perfume, but at this time, perfume and later generations were completely different concepts.

It's like an oil lamp and an electric lamp, as long as you put them together, you can immediately make a judgment, let alone this beautifully shaped, crystal clear glass bottle.

"This is perfume, outside of the staff, let's open a perfume factory again, and we will make women's money."

Ren Yuanwai imagined the future all the way and embarked on the road to enter the Beijing Face Saint.

He was now upright and really fearless. Nothing else, we have the goods in our hands!

Cigarettes, which of you have them? Perfume, have you ever seen such a good one? It's just a pity for that little bottle.

Qin Mu didn't let the staff take the original packaging over, but put the perfume into a small porcelain bottle.

Now he can't burn glass, things that surpass the level of science and technology in the Great Song Dynasty, and he can't let the staff take it out, otherwise it will harm him.

Everything that can be put forward is about to be mass-produced in the Great Song Dynasty, and it can still be denied that it is the technology left by Chinese merchants, rather than simply traded goods.

When the staff went to Beijing, Qin Mu was busy building a new factory in Wujiazhuang.

Pulp mills.

This thing is not difficult, in addition to the digging pool, other equipment is from later generations, digesters, grinders, hot mills, washing machines, bleaching machines, beaters, etc., Qin Mu has a construction experience, this time it is even more skilled.

However, this time the factory was built in the west of the village, because there is wastewater, so it can only be placed in the west of the village, which is downstream, at least it does not pollute the village.

In this time and space, we can only take the old road of small paper mills, which are inefficient and polluting.

However, after all, the director of the Jiang plant is a technical expert, and the treatment efficiency and environmental protection level of this miniature pulp mill completely exceed that of the small village and town-level factories in the eighties and nineties of the later generations, so as not to cause large-scale pollution of the Wuzhang River.

Wu Xiaomei is now a very qualified assistant.

She was Qin Mu's little follower throughout the whole process, and participated in everything from beginning to end.

The labor force is the Guards soldiers.

The villagers of Wujiazhuang watched from afar.

They have a completely different mind now than they did before.

Although working in the Daguang Match Factory is tiring, it makes a lot of money.

They want to go in and become workers, but they don't accept them anymore. The match factory was full.

Such a good thing can't be his turn, which makes the villagers of Wujiazhuang secretly complain, why can't they see it at the beginning? Such a good thing is still shirked.

Especially those who can't stand the pain for a while, their bowels are even more remorseful.

Wujiazhuang had just been sacked by Liangshan, and every family suffered heavy losses. In addition to the dead, what is even more fatal is that the food has been snatched. How can you live without food?

These days, she has lived on the food lent by Ren Xiaoxiao.

But Ren Xiaoxiao is by no means a good person, and she has to pay it back if she borrows it. It's still less, and I don't dare. This year, more than a dozen households were forced by Ren Xiaoxiao to lose their last piece of land.

But after losing their land, these people went to work in the Daguang Match Factory, and they made more money.

Whether she did something bad or a good thing, the villagers couldn't tell for a while.

If you don't understand this point, you won't divide it, but now that a new factory has been built, the villagers' eyes are hot.

They went to Steward Wu one after another to ask when the factory would start production, how many workers to recruit, and how much wages they would pay.

Steward Wu is no longer what it used to be.

It turned out that he was the dog leg of the owner of Wu Zhuang, and he was calculating how much money he could pit the people in the village every day. Now he is also the workshop director of the Daguang Match Factory.

This official is not in the bureaucratic system of the Great Song Dynasty, but for the people of Wujiazhuang, he has a very high status.

He can decide who to use and who not to use. If a worker doesn't do a good job, he can fire him. Or if it is purely unpleasant, he will also dismiss it.

However, Steward Wu is a thief, and with Qin Mu here, he will never blow up the stab. At present, this power has not been used once, but it is dedicated to maintaining the normal production and operation of the match factory.

Facing these villagers, Steward Wu took out a box of Marlboros, smoked a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then took out a box of matches, struck it, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, spit out the smoke comfortably, and said, "Is this new factory about to open." You are all honest and obedient to me, and in the future, the factory will recruit workers, and I will think about our villagers first. Or don't blame me for not missing my hometown. ”

In fact, the factory has been commissioned and will be ready to start immediately. But why didn't it open right away? Because the name of the factory can't be decided.

There was a quarrel over the name of the pulp mill in the east courtyard.

They all knew that Qin Mu didn't care about these small places at all, but the more this was the case, the more they had to fight. If Qin Mu made up his mind, they would have nothing to say.

Jia Hongxian believes that this mill should be called "Red Line Pulp Mill". She thinks that she is Qin Muzheng's wife, and the factory must use her own name.

But the name has no technical content.

"Sister, the slave thinks it's better to call it Jiangnan Pulp Mill." The name is nice and atmospheric. "Jiangnan" is his hometown, and he only knows the relationship between the factory and Fang Haoyin just by listening to the name.

"Two sisters, Yuenu thinks it's better to call it Wanbao Pulp Mill." She knew that the factory was preparing for the production of cigarettes. Since the cigarettes are called Marlboro, it is not very appropriate for the factory to be called Marlboro. It can't be called "red line" and "Jiangnan".

"Three sisters, the slave thinks it should be called the Opium Pulp Factory!" Ren Xiaoxiao also participated.

She is not talking nonsense, since her perfume is called opium, why can't the factory be called opium? Anyway, Brother Qin said that this opium means charming.

Qin Mu said that it is not good for women to smoke, and women in the East Cross Courtyard will never touch cigarettes.

But it doesn't prevent it from being called an opium factory.

Qin Mu decisively denied Ren Xiaoxiao.

Opium factory! How dare you say it!

Don't argue, just call it the mainland pulp mill. Although the factory is a little smaller now, it has high ambitions.

Continental pulp mill, start!