Sheng Xuanhuai didn't eat any food at this time and was sulking in the study. In the past six months, he was worried and made food unpleasant. Because his father passed away, he was in a convention to make trouble. He didn't mention his father's death. Recently, the Nanyang Public School, which he spent a lot of effort to open, was in trouble again. Chao, a small part of the students dropped out of school. In the end, although he persuaded many of them to come back, the impact was really bad. Although he didn't leave his house every day, he still read newspapers, and foreign newspapers also published Nanyang Public Schools. Chao's affairs were all based on the school's standpoint, while Chinese newspapers were not unanimous. There was a former unknown Su newspaper that was trying hard to speak to the students who dropped out of school, vigorously advocated student democracy, and looked like he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. These newspapers deserved to be damned! Sheng Xuanhuai thought so - although he didn't know what eye economy is, he understood why the newspaper advocated so much.

In fact, no matter how chaotic the matter of Nanyang Public School is, it cannot touch his roots. The only thing that can worry him is the telegram. The two steamship bureaus were taken away. This is his hard work and foundation. Because he was at home, the court wanted to take advantage of his absence and take all the income of these two bureaus to the Ministry of Revenue. Sheng Xuanhuai naturally refused, but he really couldn't come forward at the moment, so he asked Yuan Shikai for help. After all, he still owed him a favor. Last year, he strongly recommended that Yuan Shikai be the governor of Shandong to take the position of governor of Zhili and minister of Beiyang, but who knew Yuan Shikai

He was a ungrateful wolf, and he was also in the same mind as the court. He wanted to take over the telegraph and the two steamship bureaus he had when he was in trouble. He thought to himself that it seemed that the two steamship bureaus could not be saved. If these two games were not protected, then Hanyang Iron Factory would be unable to sustain it. In Sheng Xuanhuai's plan, the current situation of the Hanyang Iron Factory was deteriorating, and it was up to the steamship. The two cash cows of the telegraph were raised for several years before they could make a profit. This was also the confidence that he dared to accept the mess left by Zhang Zhidong. Now if these two cash cows left, the funds of the Hanyang Iron Factory would be cut off.

Sheng Xuanhuai was worried about how to continue the Hanyang Iron Factory. His copywriter Zhang Meiyi said outside the door: "Sir, Ningbo Zhong Xianyan has just come to worship..."

Sheng Xuanhuai was depressed, especially Yuan Shikai's ungratefulness made him very angry. He had always been good at dancing and was betrayed by others. He was very angry, but his face calmed down, interrupting Zhang Meiyi and said bluntly: "Didn't you say you don't see the guests! Oh... Zhong Xianhua, I remember him, didn't it take to build a phosphorus factory in Pudong last time? What did he do this time?"

Sheng Xuanhuai still remembered Zhong’s sightseeing, and liked him very much. He once tactfully asked him to come to visit him when he had trouble. The reason why he loved this young man was because he vaguely saw his shadow from this Ningbo person who was careful in his business.

Zhang Meiyi didn't dare to come in at the door. Since the court was about to close the electric wheels, there was no smile on his face. What's more serious is that since the Governor Yuan of Zhili came a few days ago, he often heard the sound of things smashing in the inner room. The tone of the Adult is so calm now, but according to Zhang Meiyi's understanding over the years, he must be very angry now. He really regretted that he shouldn't have drunk the ecstasy soup of Zhong Guanyu. He came to report so recklessly.

It turned out that just now, Zhong Guanguan asked for a visit to Sheng Xuanhuai was received by Zhang Meiyi. Zhong Guanguan heard that Shan Da was in Dingyouju, and knew that there was no hope of seeking a visit, so he had to leave behind MSG samples and patent documents, as well as a MSG instruction manual written by Yang Rui himself. The article uses half-text and half-white sentences to explain the reason for the invention of MSG, the usage method, the specific effects, etc. Not only did it advocate how important the invention of MSG was, but it also vigorously boasted about the effect of amino acids, saying that it has the effects of clearing the liver, strengthening the body, nourishing yin and yang, and beauty and hair salon. It is actually just an advertisement soft article.

But it was okay, but Zhong Guanyu, who was so dying, came to the on-site demonstration. I have to admire Zhong Guanyu not only learned chemistry, but also learned pyramid scheme technology by himself. I asked the maid to take two bowls, a pot of hot water, and add MSG to the water in front of Zhang Meiyi. After the MSG was melted, I poured half a bowl into the empty bowl. Zhong Guanyu drank it himself to show that it was not poisonous. Zhang Meiyi was confused for a moment and took the first sip, the second sip... and then he was completely confused.

Zhang Meiyi had no choice but to tell the matter, because Mr. Shan hated deception the most. Sheng Xuanhuai couldn't help but be interested. Zhang Meiyi is a steady person, and if you can be confused, it means that something called MSG must be outstanding. He said, "Where is MSG, I'll try it when I take it in."

Seeing that the adult's anger had subsided, Zhang Meiyi advised: "Sir, you have not had a good meal recently, so please give me a meal first. I asked the servant to add MSG to the dish. Zhong Xianshan said that this is the usage of MSG, and you will know its taste after you taste it."

Sheng Xuanhuai nodded, and Zhang Meiyi arranged it. After a while, the food in the dining room was served, and the wife and maid were serving him. Sheng Xuanhuai moved over and sat down to eat a bite of the dish. After chewing, he felt a taste of freshness that had never been seen in his mouth, and then he couldn't stop chopsticks... Sheng Xuanhuai finished the meal soon and left the dining room. Zhang Meiyi was waiting outside the garden. Sheng Xuanhuai said as he walked: "That MSG is really good, it's awesome. Zhong Xianhuai has a better future than the previous time. What did he come here to say today?"

Zhang Meiyi replied: "Sir, Zhong Xianhua came here this time because he had lost the phosphorus factory last time and had high hopes. This time he brought MSG to report good news. He said that the MSG taste was not in the world, and he happened to invent this thing with others."

Sheng Xuanhuai nodded, expressed his praise, and then asked, "What about the second one?"

Zhang Meiyi followed Sheng Xuanhuai and said, "Sir, he also said that he hoped that the lord would be kind, just like the previous time, he could grant patent rights. He would never fail this time."

Sheng Xuanhuai didn't say anything after hearing this. He knew that as long as this MSG could be mass-produced, it would definitely be a great success. However, this MSG is just a food that is far less effective than yellow phosphorus, steel, etc. to benefit the people. As a firm practitioner of the Westernization School, he still likes those heavy industries.

Zhang Meiyi followed behind and saw that Sheng Xuanhuai did not speak, so she didn't dare to speak. After a long time, she heard Sheng Xuanhuai say, "Well, maybe his fifteen-year patent, you can hand him over to Lord Lu tomorrow." Lord Lu was the Zuodu Censor. Because of the Gengzi Incident, Sheng Xuanhuai organized Southeast Mutual Protection, which was not favored by Cixi. But in the end, because Sheng Xuanhuai would make money, Cixi did not severely punish him afterwards. He only sent Lord Lu to Shanghai to decentralize power. He had the intention of doing everything together. Now that Sheng Xuanhuai is worried, the matter is all under Lord Lu.

Zhang Meiyi quickly agreed.
Chapter completed!