I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 446: Catching Turtles in a Jar

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Catching Turtles in a Jar

Qiao Qingyu thought for a moment and added, "The mountains also account for a part."

These mountain areas had been cultivated with various Chinese herbs for several years now.

But Qiao Qingyu turned the tables and advised He Xiuyu, "I think Su Yunyao won’t say anything to you, but Shen Haoze might reveal something to you indirectly."

"Reveal what? Is Su Yunyao a fortune teller?" He Xiuyu laughed enigmatically.

At this moment, He Xiuyu actually seemed to have a vague understanding of something. He reached out and rubbed his forehead. If this were the case, interacting with Shen Haoze would become somewhat awkward.

However, he didn’t plan to say more and reached out to pull Qiao Qingyu into his arms, gently stroking her long hair, "Let’s not talk about them anymore. Tomorrow I’ll take you to check on the seed experimental equipment."

Qiao Qingyu was delighted, "How many did you make this time?"

"We produced a total of five sets of machines, one for here, one for Professor Feng, one for Xichuan, and the remaining two for the Qiao Family Team and Professor Wang in the Jiangbei Experimental Zone."

"Didn’t Old Zhou from Nangang City also place an order with you?"

"We ran out of raw materials this time. Let’s wait for the next batch."

Regardless, the South is now focusing on developing its economy, while in the vast plains and large tracts of land in the North, the focus is on developing agriculture.

With the five sets of equipment shining on stage, Qiao Qingyu’s laboratory was officially equipped. Lu Ye had been waiting here early on. He brought the large truck and happily transported the equipment back.

The remaining set was for the Qiao Family Team.

Qiao Qingyu called her uncle, and Qiao Zhiyuan was naturally thrilled. It was said that this equipment was world-leading. No one knew exactly how it led the world; all they knew was it was the best among the seed production equipment.

So he sent Lin Wen, Accountant Zhang, and several other heads of the Seed Laboratory to Xichuan. They moved quickly and arrived in just two days.

It was just that the speed in entering Xichuan territory slowed down a bit because it was snowing heavily.

This was quite rare.

After the Qiao Family Team transported the equipment back, Boss Chen from Nangang City also came. Qiao Qingyu met him at the station and then took him to the base canteen for a meal. To satisfy his vanity, she let him tour the base within the permitted areas.

Boss Chen was genuinely happy. Then Qiao Qingyu took him to Xiaxi Commune. There, Mr. Qian naturally greeted him warmly with a group of people and took him to visit the wool processing factory. Although the scale wasn’t very large, the factory was clean and tidy, the technical staff were in place, and the workers operated skillfully, but the wool semi-finished products were still not up to standard.

Everyone looked at Boss Chen as if they were looking at the God of Wealth, further greatly satisfying his vanity.

He stationed technical personnel in the factory to instruct them in their work, and then Qiao Qingyu and Mr. Qian took him out for a stroll. It was Boss Chen’s first visit to the Northwest, and indeed, it was as desolate and poor as the legends said, with people dressed in outdated and shabby clothing, nothing like the prosperous Nangang City.

Qiao Qingyu said to him, "Boss Chen, Xiaxi Commune is now the wealthiest commune in Yushu County. The members here have the best lives."

Boss Chen squinted his eyes, thinking to himself that if this was already the best, could there be even worse?

Of course, there could. Mr. Qian and the other communal and county leaders took the opportunity to take him on a tour.

Boss Chen’s family was a large capitalist family. During the movement, they fled overseas, and when the reforms and opening-up were introduced here, they came back to make money. So he had always lived a pampered life of luxury and never imagined that there could be such poor people on this land.

They visited a village in a neighboring commune, where the county had sponsored a loan to raise sheep for them, as it was close to the Barley Grassland but had relatively little arable land.

The low thatched cottages didn’t even have electricity; they used oil lamps because candles were too expensive to afford.

Some families raised two sheep; others, slightly better off, raised six or seven.

Honestly, even selling the wool wouldn’t earn much money.

But continuing to raise and breed them, brighter days were in sight.

Earning just several dollars a year and being able to make dumplings for the New Year’s feast, they were content.

For Boss Chen, it was unimaginable.

To feel extremely happy earning just several dollars a year.

The leather shoes he wore on his feet cost more than three thousand...

Across from him was a typical Northwestern farmer, dressed in a gray cotton-padded jacket and pants, his head wrapped in a scarf, looking somewhat old. He even courteously addressed people as "sir."

It was only after chatting that he learned this man was actually five years younger than him.

Boss Chen felt embarrassed, but also greatly shocked.

After returning, Boss Chen no longer talked about lowering prices. He invested 300,000 yuan in the wool processing factory all at once, to expand the equipment and workshop and to encourage the members to raise more sheep.

As long as the quality was good, he would take care of the purchasing.

Then, when Boss Chen left, he received many local specialties.

It was only when he was on the train that he realized he had been schemed by Qiao Qingyu and Mr. Qian.

But thinking back to those honest smiles, Boss Chen felt as if for the first time in his life, he had done something meaningful.

With Boss Chen’s joining, the wool processing factory was no longer the same as before. He assigned a knowledgeable manager to assist, and they succeeded in producing qualified wool semi-finished products.

The commune members who had scrabbled for a living from the earth became the official workers of the wool processing factory after assessments and selections.

Following the success of more than a dozen vegetable greenhouses, Xiaxi Commune now had a not-so-small wool processing factory.

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The Lunar New Year was approaching, and the materials for another key base had been loaded into a special train ready to depart.

When Qiao Qingyu learned the news, it was already the first day of the new year.

He Xiuyu received the call. This time the arrangements were flawless, with the supposedly official train actually being filled with armed soldiers. They had trapped the gang of desperados planning to rob it, capturing everyone without a single escapee.

Following the leads, they uncovered the forces behind them, which turned out to be supported by M country, providing funds for them to engage in such sabotage.

What awaited them would be severe punishment.

Meanwhile, the real train carrying the precious materials departed from another railway line and smoothly reached its destination. At this point, Shen Haoze finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He received this call from He Xiuyu, meant to put him at ease, and by now it was already evening. He and Su Yunyao had already registered their marriage and had served wedding candy at the base. Naturally, neither family had any objections; they all knew each other well from living in the same courtyard. In fact, there had long been thoughts of a marital alliance, and now the two were together, bringing relief to both sets of parents.