Chapter Twenty-Eight: On the Immortal Practicality of Marxism-Leninism

Zhang Bai was surprised, so he walked over to greet him. Lingling was also very happy when he saw that Zhang Bai could move freely,

"What are you doing?" Zhang Bai asked, "Why are you cutting down this root?"

"There's no way, it's growing too fast, and the roots that grow in the ground are just that, if you don't cut these on the ground, you have to destroy the Taoist temple. ”

"Well, then keep busy, leave me alone. Zhang Bai stopped making a sound and watched Lingling continue to work. In fact, at this time, his businessman nature was in a big attack, his mind was racing, and he was analyzing the pros and cons.

According to Maslow's theory in the previous life, people's needs, that is, desires from low to high, are divided into five categories: physiological needs, security needs, social needs, respect and self-realization.

In terms of physiological needs, although wood cannot be eaten, it can be used to make all kinds of utensils, even ordinary wood. What's more, Jianmu is not afraid of thunder and fire, and he can make pots and burn them every day, so pots and pans can do anything. Moreover, the tree bears fruit, and the leaves seem to be able to shine, and they are ready for food and clothing.

The security needs are even more incredible, Jianmu is known for its hardness, and the weapons made of it have always been sacred products in the fairy world. As long as you have the ability to process, you can do all kinds of weapons and even armor.

He doesn't care about social needs and respect needs, isn't it just to meet more people and show them off? Is it that important? But if there is a real need, make some jewelry with Jianmu or something, and make friends with the sons of the fairy world.

In his previous life, he wanted to be a rich man, and nothing has changed in this life. With Jianmu, even if you only sell logs, you have to make a fortune.

The problem is that at present, only those who know the goods in the fairy world know Jianmu, who will they sell it to? Moreover, Jianmu is scarce, so it is precious, but at the moment a large number of tree roots are inexhaustible. According to Marx's theory of supply and demand, when supply exceeds demand, prices fall. So the most important thing to do at this time is to increase demand.

There is also a problem with currency, the currency of the fairy world is the spirit bead, in fact, this is a primitive natural currency, which is equivalent to primitive people using shells as currency, and its supply is very problematic.

If you exchange a large amount of spirit beads for building wood, it will definitely reduce the number of spirit bead currencies in the market, so that the currency will increase in value. That is to say, the spirit bead has become valuable, and the corresponding building wood is not valuable. As a tried and true modern brazen business warrior, this must not be allowed to happen.

The solution to both of these problems is simple: to increase the added value of goods.

For example, if the foot-long building wood is sold for logs, it can be worth more than 2,000 spirit beads, and the use of these building wood to make a decent dagger is worth 8,000 spirit beads. That's a 400 percent profit. According to Lao Ma's original words, if there is 100 percent profit, capital will dare to risk hanging its head, and if there is 300 percent profit, capital will dare to trample on all the laws of the world. Well, since there is no law in the fairy world, then it means that in order to build a wood business, I should see who stepped on whom.

Well, after thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with it.

After thinking about it, he came to the front and watched Lingling chop wood very carefully, the important thing to control the production process was the details, at this time Zhang Bai had already made up his mind to become a timber merchant.

At first glance, his heart was half cold, this spirit chopping wood, that is called a pain.

It has been a quarter of an hour since we began to consider the issue of economic development and now we have made corporate decisions. Not a single log came down, and the root of the tree was only made a small gap. Looking at Lingling again, he was actually panting and sweating there.

In addition to the nature of a businessman, Zhang Bai's boss nature also attacked. What kind of work efficiency is this? It's just passive sabotage.

"I said, little brother, you can't explain your work performance to the customer!" he said urgently.

Lingling didn't understand, work performance customer? He looked at Zhang Bai with an idiotic face.

"Look at you, don't talk about your work attitude. But what about working methods? Mastering work skills is the basis for promotion. Look at me and I'll try it for you!"

The stunned Lingling gasped honestly and handed the axe to Zhang Bai. Zhang Bai took it with his hand, but the axe smashed directly to the ground, and he was so caught in this way that he fell to his knees directly.

WOC, what the hell is this made of, so heavy.

Ling Ling laughed beside him so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, and he didn't know when he came out, his tail hanging from the eaves, hanging upside down on the eaves, and he also grinned with his teeth.

These two bastards, sooner or later I will clean you up.

"I'm not healed! there's something ridiculous. As he spoke, he crouched down and observed the axe that had fallen to the ground, and he cared more about business than swearing.

This axe is actually made of bluestone, looking at the grain axe blade is obviously polished, the axe edge is very blunt, it seems that the splitting of tree roots mainly depends on strength and the weight of the axe itself. This craft is a thing of the Neolithic period of primitive society. Really, this fairy world is simply too bad, neither can fly, but also uses stone tools, backward and no bottom line, right, what about the good fairy world crossing? Is it actually a historical crossing?

Zhang Bai shook his head helplessly, stretched out his right finger, and used the spiritual energy to his fingertips, and the wind technique and the sand technique were used together. After a while, the bluestone axe became sharper and sharper.

Lingling and Piggy were amazed, and crouched to the side and watched motionless.

Waiting for the edge of one side of the bluestone axe to be sharpened, Zhang Bai turned the stone axe over with force, and then urged the spell to grind the other side, and the edge of the bluestone axe really became sharp. Although it is far worse than the kitchen knives and scalpels and other industrial products in the previous life, it is very different from before.

He stood up and clapped his hands, and said to Lingling: "It's almost done, you have to remember that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, this is what Master Confucius said!"

Lingling Pig was full of stars and clapped their hands together. Zhang Bai didn't know if they understood, "Anyway, you keep working, don't be lazy!"

"Okay!" Lingling was excited, picked up the axe and went to chop the roots of the tree, and sure enough, it made great progress.

Zhang Bai observed again, looked at the spirit spirit who was slashing excitedly, and shook his head again, the efficiency was still not good. It wasn't until just before lunch that Ling Ling cut down a section of roots about two meters long.

The roots and treetops are the softest part of the building wood, and it took most of the day to cut down so much, which is not enough for Zhang Bai's plan.

Lingling didn't care about this, he was already very happy, originally this section of wood had to be cut for about three days, but today thanks to Zhang Bai, it was done in one day. "I can sleep in the next place tomorrow!" he happily ran to the next room with the log, threw the wood inside, and ran to cook... Oh no, porridge.

Zhang Bai immediately ran into the room where the wood was stored to check, and as soon as he opened the door, his nostrils and eyes were immediately turned to the maximum, and there was a shiny hara flowing from his mouth.

Grandpa Fortune blesses, this is a room of building roots!