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After this review, although Wang Jiao still couldn't adapt to this kind of work of controlling the overall situation, some problems were discovered by him.

First of all, the Ministry of Industry of the Emperor Tang Dynasty each had its own emphasis. In short, the first, second and third departments of Industry, corresponding to coal, iron and electricity, while the rest of the Ministry of Industry are light industry and even handicrafts.

The First Ministry of Industry, with coal-fired as the core, is mainly responsible for the research and development and production of mining machinery and equipment. These production units are basically only available in the "central core area" and some heavily guarded border areas.

For example, the former land of Tianzhu and Hainan Province, the former divides a large number of provinces and has supporting production of mineral equipment; while the latter has reached the level of "Xingzhong Shushu Province" and has a very large area of ​​jurisdiction, it is completely controlled by the Nanhai Xuanwei Envoy, with basically zero autonomy and zero industrial self-sustainment.

Departments like the Third Ministry of Industry, which are power-based, whether it is water, electricity, coal-fired power or primary models, can only be produced in the "Gyeonggi" level area of ​​the "central core area".

Guangzhou is the imperial capital, so the Guangzhou area is also considered the "governorth capital", so it can naturally produce these industrial equipment.

In other areas, even Suzhou and Hangzhou, there is no qualification for production. There is an assembly line, but there is no production plant, and only assembly operations.

This also solved Wang Jiao a question, that is, when he first arrived in Guangzhou, he saw electricity, and even could see "Jingtai Monk Return".

Production relations react on productivity...

After reading through a thick plan that Xiao Yuan gave him, what Wang Jiao jumped out of his head was the sentence he learned when he went to junior high school before traveling through time.

It's so simple that it can't be simpler.

But no one stipulates that production relations should promote productivity.

"damn it……"

After rubbing his temples, Hua Jiexie saw this, she hurriedly stepped forward and massaged him. While rubbing, she said, "Dalang should go to bed early today. When he is busy, he stays up late and works overtime. The doctors say that it hurts the liver."

"Sister Wang, what kind of play are you rehearsing with the 'Fan Xinghui' people?"

"Langya Dinghu."

"What lake?"

"It's about what happened after Emperor Zhenguan ascended the throne. There was a princess of Langya who charged forward and fought bravely to kill the enemy. After quelling the rebellion on the border, she followed the story of "Stone-carved Xiongnu" and established the "Langya Dinghu Monument", which is now a grand scene in western and northern Liaoning."

"My brother Jiao was also the most ruthless man in Liaobei back then, and he also fought and killed in the world..."

“…”

"Just, joke, haha."

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the scalp massage, and I relaxed.

If a political strongman is not a strongman, first of all, it is certain that he is full of energy. His enterprising spirit is much worse than his work.

I forgot to eat and sleep... I can't do it.

Focus on one's own...it's still impossible.

If you plan your strategy, you don’t have this ability; if you have no plans, you don’t have this skill.

It's basically iron waste, but there are still people who are more wasteful than themselves. Instead, they are taller from the short man, which seems okay.

So fucking funny.

I have to jog tomorrow, jump rope, and lift iron...

He silently set a small goal for himself, and Wang Jiao's irritable mood became much calmer.

Tomorrow, if nothing unexpected happens, Mr. Qian’s regular telegrams should be delivered.

"Jiao Cang Line" can now leave in small batches. Although the number is not large and the cost is slightly higher, generally speaking, this is also a line.

When you arrive in Jiaozhou, there are still routes to Guizhou.

When I arrived in Guizhou, things were much easier. Gan Zheng I did a good job there. The heroes and coaches of "Pan Gu Yao", the master of the village, the master of the cave, were either Gan Zheng's classmates or Gan Zheng's juniors, or they were Gan Zheng's sons, or seniors, sons and nephews.

Seniority, qualification, and throwing it there is indeed a good job.

If Guizhou could be stable, it would actually be a secretly extra grain channel.

Not many people know about this. I will count on one of you, Guo Wei will count on one, and Lan Caishi, who is far away in Beicang Province, is counting on one of you.

Mr. Lan, the son of a farmer in Guangxi, is quite good at farming.

Ordinary Guangxi terraced fields cost 1213 per acre of land, but Lan Xianggong said that for the sake of the "Jin Yuting Series", as long as Jiaozai spoke, he would grit his teeth and produce 12113 per acres.

Of course, the price must be negotiated.

A good business comes with good negotiation, and only good negotiation comes with good business.

As for whether the yield per mu is 1,300 or not, whether hybrid rice is used to use fertilizers and pesticides, Wang Jiao is curious, but he knows that it is definitely not easy for Mr. Lan, the "master of the Shaxian "selects" people."

Mr. Lan doesn’t want to worry about scientific things.

But Mr. Lan is very good at social affairs.

One acre of your own land is 120. Is it reasonable to collect the output of other people's nine acres of land and sell it to Jiaozai as the output of your own land?

It is normal for farmers' sons to have high yields per mu.

A simple nature is generally very real.

Just look at cash, and don't owe credit.

At the same time, in Sha County, Beicang Province, Mr. Lan also loves the place where he works very much.

No paper money is popular here.

Of course, it would be different if you have a gold ticket.

Wang Jiao was not interested in knowing Lan Caishi's plan, and his cooperation with him has always been a pleasant one.

It is endless to guess people's hearts, and Wang Jiao doesn't have the IQ to fight against Lan Caishi. He is willing to help mobilize food and provide insurance for Wang Jiao, which is already quite kind.

As for whether Lan Caishi is "taking advantage of the situation" or "political speculation", this is not something Wang Jiao should have guessed.

After working as a security guard for so many years before traveling through time, Wang Jiao firmly believes that people's hearts cannot be guessed the most. Whether it is good or bad, they will have to bear the consequences of guessing it themselves.

Doing too much trouble will only make people more tired.

"Well……"

He breathed comfortably and relieved. Hua Jianxie rubbed his scalp, acupoints, the back of his head, neck muscles, and the fatigue of the whole day seemed to have been swept away.

"Sister Wang, I really thank you from the bottom of my heart. When you rehearse "Langya Dinghu", I will definitely go and watch it. Do you have any requirements? I will find a way to help you."

"Require?"

Hua Jianxi was stunned. Seeing that Peng Yancai was still writing materials at the desk next door, she looked out and suddenly lowered her head and left a lip mark on Wang Jiao's cheek: "Darang, sleep together at night?"

“…”

"The Duke of Zou was the first to sleep in Princess Langya, and Duke of Zou is the second marriage."

“…”

"Have you seen Awen?"

"As long as I can help my wife, she is extremely wise and smart..."

"Another day, will it be better? I've been working overtime late recently. I'm really tired. It hurts my liver and kidneys, but I'm afraid it's a big deal."

Bang!
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