The idea is beautiful, but a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Without the primitive accumulation of capital, there would be no unrestrained life of local tyrants. This Cao Zhishu couldn't be clearer.

Buckley and Wade are essentially not much different from other villagers, and Cao Zhishu is a god-like existence in their eyes, and they can only echo Cao Zhishu's thoughts.

Because he knew what the advanced technology he brought to the world would mean, Cao Zhishu was very cautious. These good things can bring unimaginable benefits. But at the same time, it is also possible to cause trouble for the village, which is also a reason for guilt.

If word spreads and someone knows that this is where the wine and cigarettes come from, it would be strange that no one has made up their minds. Once the huge benefits of the tobacco and alcohol industry in the village are exposed, not to mention humans, some orc compatriots may not be able to believe it.

Barkley and Wade also deeply believe that the priests who are known for their noble conduct can produce countless immoral goods, let alone ordinary people.

These things must be classified as "Sanaisi-level", which is a special grade noun used by Pan-American to describe top secrets, and generally only military secrets can be classified into this category.

Brewing and cigarette making are not a single process, each process must be encrypted independently, and the villagers in charge of each process are not allowed to intervene with each other. It's completely a closed assembly line, and when the previous link is finished in your hands, you will start work, and you don't care if it's done. At the same time, multiple batches of production were started, and the order was scrambled, except for Aunt Susan and several village elders, even the actual people who handled the production of tobacco and alcohol did not know how many links there were.

This arrangement is not that Cao Zhi wrote to the villagers, but really thought about them. After all, the more they know, the easier it is to leak secrets and the easier it is to get into trouble.

And once these absolute trade secrets are opened, they are worthless. With this kind of capital base in the village now, no matter who can play it, if others know about it, there will be no Cao Zhishu any dishes, and there will be no soup left.

At the second village congress, Cao Zhishu spoke openly and honestly about his thoughts and what he needed these villagers to do. The starting point remains the same, it must be voluntary. Due to the fact that the current start-up capital is also extremely limited, Cao Zhishu does not need too many people in the early stage. The enthusiastic atmosphere of the venue moved Cao Zhishu for a while, and even half of the eldest son slapped his chest loudly, shouting that whoever wants to do something with them will play with whomever they want.

The first step of Cao Zhishu's township enterprise was to select some young people who were quite quick to turn in the village, and then divided them into several groups. According to the way of assembly line operation, let them perform their duties, opened several independent training courses, and this grass platform team was initially built.

One by one, the villagers memorized everything they had learned, all kinds of technological processes and so on, and they took notes on the fine links that they couldn't remember. There are still a lot of harvested tobacco leaves and coarse grains bought, and they are also quickly getting started, and they are proceeding in an orderly manner.

It's just that in the past few days, Cao Zhishu has a headache as soon as he goes out, and the villagers who were not selected in the early stage have been hugging him vigorously, and they have to help the branch secretary contribute their own strength.

Barkley also announced that he had become a follower of Cao Zhishu, in his words, such a priest was the dream goal of a warrior, and following Cao Zhishu was really destined to go down in history.

It is unknown whether this is the local tyrant rhapsody of the branch secretary that shocked him. The bodyguard duo composed of him and Wade followed Cao Zhishu step by step, and the two of them tried to push and shove the fanatical villagers, but the two of them were beaten out of a black green bag by the villagers with no small brute strength.

Cao Zhishu had to reiterate again that he really can't use so much life at this stage and doesn't want to cause a waste of human resources. When the township enterprises improve, the villagers will be able to take up their posts and find employment, and none of them will be left behind. Under such rhetoric, it was not buried in the spittle of the people.

Although the villagers are all making a fuss to serve the branch secretary for free, Cao Zhishu doesn't think so. Since the villagers have to pay, there must be a return, this is the principle of the branch secretary.

Now the Cao branch secretary doesn't dare to promise any salary to these grass platform teams in the early days, such as a shabby salary like a few copper plates, and the face-loving Cao branch secretary can't open his mouth. Taking advantage of the villagers by borrowing good relations with each other is an insult and oppression of these powerful labor forces, and a cruel stirring up of the market economy.

After thinking about it for a long time, Cao Zhishu took a compromise approach. The villagers who work in their own tobacco and alcohol workshops are supplied in large quantities to meet their daily needs.

This decision caused them to cheer, Cao Zhishu's liquor is something they have always missed, and this good thing will make people have an endless aftertaste after drinking it once. Even though Cao Zhishu has always been generous and almost responds to requests, the simple villagers are still not embarrassed to come to the door to ask for wine. Not to mention the smoke, now the big men in the village don't float a big cigar before and after dinner, and it is as uncomfortable as if something is missing when they don't swallow the clouds and spit out the fog.

In their opinion, it is hurtful to talk about salary, and this kind of welfare is what they want. The result of this initiative was that the consumption of tobacco and alcohol in the early days of the township enterprises could not keep up with the internal demand, but Cao Zhishu was not worried.

The smoke is not bad, and after going over a few mountains, the tobacco leaves are not much less than the potatoes that are all over the mountains. Wine has a cost, and the villagers' body is a guarantee that they can support it, which is like a drop in the bucket. Needless to say, the villagers' diligence is needless to say, the key is that the lack of raw materials makes Cao Zhishu feel overstretched and miserable.

If this situation develops, the ambitious Cao Zhishu will regret to declare bankruptcy in a short time, and use miserable results to bid farewell to his grand blueprint of business in the world. After analyzing this prospect, Cao Zhishu's heart was cold.

"It's not going to be easy!" Cao Zhishu held a cigar in his mouth, indescribably sentimental.

"Why is it not easy? Now the days are so chic, my lord, isn't your plan going smoothly? As far as the people in our village are concerned, all the top ones can join the enterprise to engage in production, and the scale has expanded more than ten times. Barkley had three cigars in his mouth as always. He has been living a beautiful life lately, eating and drinking well, and he has lived a life like the gods.

Buckley has the name of the vice president of the company, but he doesn't know anything about the company, and in his opinion, with the big boss of Cao Zhishu, he doesn't have to care about anything. This product has no other contribution, and it is the largest consumption for the enterprise. The other villagers are still restrained, and this goods don't know what politeness is, but they don't use their own vice president name to pick up the goods wantonly.

Look at Aunt Susan, the head of finance, and the bill of lading signed with Buckley's name is a thick stack.

Judging from Buckley's usual cunning, it is impossible for this product not to know the predicament facing the company now, he is a black sheep who pretends to be confused and cannot be denied. A guy like him actually grew up in a group of simple people who faced the loess with their backs to the sky, and it was like a beast god who was silent with Cao Zhishu.

"What adults need is constructive advice! What is the company lacking now? It's not talent, it's raw materials! Without raw materials, everyone is ready to drink the northwest wind!" Wei Shuai, who was carefully wiping his dragon scale soft armor, raised his head and glanced at Barkley with a stern expression. As one of the vice presidents, he is very clear about the company's unoptimistic situation.

Cao Zhishu was moved for a while, but there is still such a caring person, look at the ethics of others, and it is not in vain that he is a manager.

"Why don't we go and slay the dragon, my lord! This time, let's not slaughter the bipedal flying dragon, let's make a giant dragon, don't these big guys like to collect treasures? Do a vote, and I'm afraid that I won't have money to buy all the materials in the future?" Before Cao Zhishu finished sighing, Wade suddenly said.

Wade's eyes are red! No matter what, they have a bit of a fake public and private taste.

Since Buckley returned from slaying the dragon, the eyes of the little girls in the village have been tender when they look at Buckley. As a lover, and an amorous species, Wei Shuai very much hopes that the same thing will happen to him. When the time comes, he will have the prestige of slaying dragons on his head, the world is so big, where can he go? There are many girls in the world, which one can't be soaked? Wangcai, who just happened to come over, was swept away by Wei Shuai's cold eyes, and immediately ran away in fright.

The life of Wangcai is also not better than that of Cao Zhishu, and he was abused by Cao Zhishu when he was fine, and what was even more terrifying was that Wei Handsome had been looking at it with greed in his eyes that made him afraid.

Although Wangcai is small, it is also a two-legged flying dragon, and it is really not good for Lao Tzu to make it! Wei Shuai has always had such a heartbroken thought, and his hand inadvertently brushed his fine iron long knife.

Slaying dragons? I really think that Lao Tzu is invincible in the world? Giant dragons and bipedal flying dragons can be compared? When you become an adult, you are an eighth-order demonic beast, and that is a lord-level super powerful existence. Can this crappy venom-based magical beast be compared to a giant dragon that is good at dragon language magic? Cao Zhishu really wanted to give these two goods a kick to each person.

Cao Zhishu is not crazy enough to really think that he is so awesome. The bipedal wyvern, an outlier among the super-level magical beasts, is very dangerous for others, and its hand-to-hand combat ability is too strong. But when I met Cao Zhishu, who had stronger hand-to-hand combat ability, it seemed a little lame. If it were a normal time, how could there be a bipedal wyvern that protected the calf from escaping like last time? It is not good to dry it out of the sky, because not every bipedal wyvern is in the postpartum period of weakness. In its heyday, a bipedal wyvern is not easy to slaughter, let alone a giant dragon.

Of course, the warriors who slay the dragon and the warriors who slay the dragons are different, almost the legendary dragon slaying warriors are famous all over the world, picking up girls is the same as playing, and there are even no bubbles, there are those girls everywhere who play with their lives! Which knightly novel on the pancontinent doesn't have such a plot?

Self-knowledge is there, but Cao Zhishu is inevitably a little difficult to restrain his impulses. Needless to say, this is a typical symptom of a poor madness. The magic crystal and dragon crystal of the two-legged flying dragon both had the idea of making a move in the heart of the poor and crazy Cao Zhishu, but after thinking about it, this kind of thing has a price and no market, and it may not be able to match the value of the shot, so he can only dispel it unwillingly.

Cao Zhishu could only sigh in the end, there is a beautiful vision, and there is a possibility of realization, but the current problem is a headache for Cao Zhishu.

At the same time, this kind of identity as the chairman, general manager, greeter, accountant, cashier, and security guard made Cao Zhishu almost heartbroken.