Cigarettes are new things. Yang Rui wrote in the notebook and thought that although Nanyang Tobacco did not appear, the later success of Nanyang Tobacco shows that the tobacco industry is worth entering. However, the project needs more start-up funds, and technicians are required. The tobacco leaves need to be re-roasted and fermented. His advantage is that he knows that this industry can enter and understand better market strategies, and that the banana ripening process can also be used to shorten the amortization time of tobacco leaves from one year to more than ten days, so that raw smoke can quickly turn into ripe cigarettes, so as to reduce the pressure of inventory funds and reduce raw material loss. The tobacco project is feasible, but the resources required are very large.

When thinking of cigarettes, we must not mention lighters. This thing that appeared in the 1930s became popular all over the world through World War II. When everyone is using matches now, it is undoubtedly a high-tech product. And we have a finished product. Although it is a counterfeit Zippo, it is also a modern item. It can be copied and launched quickly. According to the current technological level, it is not a problem to meet basic technology and raw materials. I just don’t know how to solve the problem of flint. This is said to be cadmium iron alloy.

Then there are toothpaste boxes, soap, shampoo, and ham sausages. These have finished products, and there are finished ingredients on them - thanks to the Quality Supervision Bureau. The ingredients on them are written very clearly, and you can succeed by research. This is also a huge profit. Yesterday, he saw that the imported toothpaste in the US sold for more than five yuan in the store.

Another thing is honeycomb coal, which is written in a time travel novel. Firewood is still used in Shanghai. The gas is used for lighting. Unlike later generations, it is not all made of gas, and coal stoves are also very marketable. In this winter without heating, it can still keep warm. However, this project is aimed at residents of the concession. Without a government background, it is difficult to maintain the results. When the upper class sees the interests of honeycomb coal, they will force themselves to buy it at a low price. The money can be made in the honeycomb coal project, but the process is very irritating.

The last thing I can think of is MSG. This thing that the Japanese invented was made a lot of money. It has not been seen on the market yet, so it probably has not appeared. Wu Yunchu's Tianchu was even missing. He used gluten hydrolysis to produce MSG and used MSG to drive out the Chinese market. Yang Rui learned this case back then, so he was impressed. Although he did not know the process requirements, he understood the principles and steps of MSG production. Just find someone who knows chemistry to simulate it and write down the process requirements.

The more confident and mature ones that can be thought of are here. Sulfonamide, penicillin, etc. are too high-end, and the fruit business is too low. The barrier to entry is too low, but even low requires a lot of capital. It would be great if he had tens of thousands of oceans. Yang Rui was dazed with a few oranges that were used to make samples for Walmart, and then he thought that this orange was also a good thing. If it could be planted... Alas, I just don’t know if there are seeds in it. The probability of oranges having seeds is very low, so I don’t know what luck is. If there are seeds, it depends on whether they can be planted on Chongming Island. In the future, citrus will be grown in the future. If you grow this kind of orange, this variety will be invincible just by taste. Yang Rui’s occupational disease has occurred and he has the idea of ​​fruit.

The next day, Yang Rui went out to buy quilts and daily necessities. It became colder and colder at night. The single quilt was not warm enough. Last time, in order to save money, I didn’t buy a lot of things. I bought some spiced beans and fruits when I came back. When I came back, I bought some five-spice beans and fruits to give them to the landlord. No matter what, I helped me. When I came back from buying the good things, Mrs. Huang was preparing to cook, but there was a young man in the living room. He wore a dark cotton jacket and had the iconic Qing Dynasty braids. He sat upright in the living room reading a book. When he approached, he realized that he was actually silently reciting. Seeing Yang Rui approaching, the young man looked up at Yang Rui. Yang Rui smiled and was about to talk to Mrs. Huang, she turned around and just saw Yang Rui and said, "Mr. Yang, you're out."

"Yes, I went out to buy something. By the way, Mrs. Huang, thank you for your help last time. Today I bought some five-spice beans, oranges, etc. to express my gratitude." Yang Rui held the thing in a classical Chinese accent and put it in Mrs. Huang's hand.

"How can you be so embarrassed? Don't you."

"There is nothing bad. It's all for food and not worth it." Yang Rui pushed his hands and insisted.

Seeing Yang Rui so persistent, Mrs. Huang accepted it and said, "I'm so embarrassed. I'm cooking now. I'm going to have dinner together later. Mr. Huang won't come back at noon." After a pause, he said, "This is my nephew, named Bocong, who is studying in Shanghai."

The young man stood aside, bowed a little and said, "Hello Mr. Yang!"

Yang Rui was secretly surprised. After all, in later generations, there were few people who bowed besides in funeral homes, and hurriedly said, "Don't be polite, don't be polite, hello! Hello!"

Mrs. Huang grabbed the apron and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm going to cook, you guys talk." She said to the young man, "Bo Cong, Mr. Yang is a scholar. He just came back from abroad and is knowledgeable. Nongduo asked others for advice." After that, he went to the corridor to fiddle with him. It seemed that Yang Rui's outfit was still very confusing, and now he has turned into a turtle.

Yang Rui was ashamed by the two of them. He was just an undergraduate student and a fruit dealer. Now he bowed and brought sea turtles. This was not that good. He pretended to do it casually, put the things he bought aside, and said without saying a word: "What book were you reading just now? Hey, sit, sit, do you have your surname?"

The young man handed the book over with both hands, sat down carefully and said, "Don't let the money in your surname, Mr. Yang, just call me Bo Cong." His words were gentle, just like Mrs. Huang.

Yang Rui took the book and looked through it, but found that he had turned it over and found that he had turned it wrong. Fortunately, Qian Bocong didn't see it. This was actually a thread-bound book, bound in the shape of an ancient book. Yang Rui turned back to the front and saw a large black frame on it, with several large traditional characters inside: "Smith, Adam, original rich". Fortunately, these characters are easy to recognize in traditional Chinese, otherwise they would be really embarrassing. I went straight to the directory and looked at a few lines and was very familiar with it. Smith, Adam, Smith, Oh, Yang Rui couldn't help but blurted out: "Isn't this the "Welfare of the Kingdom"!"

Qian Bocong was having a headache when he actually taught this course, but the teacher was not very familiar with books. This was the first time in China to translate a classical book of economics. In this year, even the word economics was not yet available, so everyone was half-understood. Seeing that Yang Rui seemed to be familiar with this book, he was full of hope and asked, "Sir, have you read this book?"

Yang Rui was just watching him and answering when he saw him asking, "Yeah, I studied in college..." After saying that, he felt casual. If he asked himself which university he was, what would he say, Harvard or Tongji.

Qian Bocong actually didn't think about this, but he was dizzy when he read the book and was difficult to understand many things. He just wanted to solve the problem when he saw someone reading it. Seeing that Yang Rui was still flipping through it, he had to sit down and not speak, and ask for advice later.

Yang Rui read the catalogue and then flipped the book. People who are used to reading modern books have a headache when reading books written in classical Chinese. The characters are vertical, the chapters are A, B, and C. The words are even more difficult to read because there are no punctuation. The book was translated by Yan Fu, and the seal was printed by Nanyang Public School, and there are also words from Commercial Press, which should be their textbook. However, the book only has the content of the first chapter of the original book. Yang Rui remembers that there seemed to be four or five chapters in the original book. Stopped and said, "This book is the foundation work of economics, and Adam Smith is the father of economics." Seeing that Qian Bocong didn't understand, he explained: "The economics I mentioned is the science and science mentioned in this book. Is your school... Nanyang Public School majoring in economics?"

Qian Bocong didn't expect Yang Rui to ask this and replied: "There was a business class before, but it was later removed. We are just the Intermediate Court and have not divided any majors. I guess it will be divided into the Upper Court in the future."

In the Intermediate Court and the Upper Court, Yang Rui suddenly remembered that Shanghai Jiaotong University had come. When he first went to Jiaotong University, he was very puzzled about how the teaching building was divided into upper, middle and lower courts. It seemed like the British Parliament. Nanyang Public School was later Jiaotong University. The time was still the same. He did not study this issue in depth. Seeing that Qian Bocong seemed to have a problem to ask, he said: "Now, there are not many people studying economics in China, there are not many people who study planning. Some concepts are easy to confuse when they first learn."

Qian Bocong immediately asked a few people who knew each other but contained different nouns. After Yang Rui finished answering, he felt that the teacher who taught this class was too delicious. As the two were talking, Mrs. Huang came in. Seeing the two of them talking lively, she smiled and said, "Bocong, let Mr. Yang finish the meal first."

Now he packed up his meal. After that, Mrs. Huang made a cup of tea and continued to chat with Qian Bocong. He learned that Nanyang Public School was a school run by Sheng Xuanhuai, Minister of Commerce, and provided food and accommodation. The school site was in Xuhui. There were only six or seven hundred students. There are no majors now. It only has a special class. Both Chinese and Western liberal arts courses are taught. "Yuan Fu" is translated by the college. Now he is working on the school's textbooks, but the teacher does not understand the books thoroughly and teaches them very well.

Yang Rui comforted him and said, "Economics is difficult to understand. There is a saying that mathematics is difficult to understand, while economics is inexplicable. After you learn the complete book, you will understand it better after looking back. Adam Smith should belong to the classical economics school, and his book is relatively easy to understand." Seeing that he didn't understand very well, he explained the concept of the classical economics school and focused on introducing him to the "invisible hand". As for whether Qian Bocong understood it, he couldn't understand it.

The experience of this day was not an important thing for Yang Rui, but for Qian Bocong, it was quite shocking. It was not because someone knew better than himself, but in the end, he heard what Yang Rui learned as a classical economics school. He still understood the meaning of classicalism. Isn’t it just outdated? Mrs. Huang saw that he didn’t say anything: “What’s wrong, Mr. Yang didn’t say it well?”

Qian Bocong frowned and said, "Mr. Yang said very well..."

Mrs. Huang didn't ask questions because he was still thinking about academic matters. However, Qian Bocong was silently reciting the sentence "A invisible hand..."

Yang Rui entered the room and started preparing another thing - writing a book. When he saw the book "Yuan Fu", he thought of the university textbooks he had pulled out of his box. Each of these books was money. He really didn't know that. In addition to the more than ten textbooks in the box could be thrown away by college students' thoughts and morals, he could just copy one article and take it to the library for publication. They could go to the Commercial Press. They could specifically translate the "National Wealth" for publication. It is estimated that other economics

Books of all kinds can be published. As for classical Chinese and simplified traditional Chinese, this is quite difficult. It is too exaggerated to find an old bookmaker to help you write a pen. In the end, Yang Rui decided to write an outline for each book first, and then write the introduction part of the book to see which book the publisher is interested in, so he would not do useless work if he asked the publisher to submit a manuscript. He immediately chose the three books, including microeconomics, management, and accounting.

In the late afternoon, Qian Bocong came to say goodbye, which made Yang Rui very nervous, but he also sighed that people nowadays are really polite. Copying books is not as fast as writing manuscripts. By the next morning, the manuscript had been written, and a thick stack was packed in an envelope. It was really hard to exchange for money because people from the electric lamp company had to wait for people from the electric lamp company, so it was difficult to go out to send them. In the afternoon, people from the electric lamp company came. Because the power supply was a little far away, the two of them struggled for a long time before pulling the wire into the house. They pressed the desk at Yang Rui's request.

The light bulb was narrow and long, and the filament inside looked like a jellyfish. Yang Rui guessed it was a carbon wire or bamboo wire bulb, invented by Edison. After the light bulb was installed, Yang Rui asked the two masters to make a simple wooden wiring board with extra materials. Of course, it was the price of two packs of cigarettes. When they left, Yang Rui took out the power cord of the notebook and connected it carefully. The yellow and green indicator light on the transformer was lit up. At this moment, Yang Rui felt the whole room was lit up. He excitedly pounded the table and shouted: "He's, finally there is electricity!"

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Chapter completed!