Factory

(Hello old readers, I previously uploaded the wrong chapter (Chapter 34 "Factory"). So the actual chapter 34 is called Golden Rod Not Falling Pill. I apologize to the old readers for the inconvenience. PS: Chapter 35 is called Factory.)

"To refine Great Energy Pill, it requires a total of 38 basic raw materials, all of which are cheap and can be grown artificially on a large scale."

"As long as the production source of these basic materials is in the hands of the Yang Family, or in my own hands, we can play more roles and make more money. In the future, the supplier will not be able to pinch me by my neck during the production process."

As long as it was a popular medicine and it was a type of medicine that men and women needed, its value would be undoubtedly high.

"Next, in addition to cultivating immortality and increasing the influence of the family, in order to benefit all mankind, it is necessary to establish a pharmaceutical factory!"

Yang Song recorded all this.

In the next few days, except for occasionally cultivating immortality to absorb psionic particles, most of the time, he was spinning here and there in Tong City.

...

"Father seems to have spent a lot of money. The bank called and asked if I knew the situation, and worried that dad was cheated!"

Southern International Commodity Co., Ltd., president's office, Yang Haonan hung up the phone and glanced at Gong Xueqing.

Gong Xueqing chuckled, "Don't think too much. With dad's shrewdness, not cheating other people's money is a blessing in a hundred years. Who can cheat an old fox like our dad? Let's do our alchemy. I feel like our product is about to be done!"

"Yes!"

Yang Haonan's attention was placed on the induction cooker again, looking at the boiling medicine inside, full of expectation.

...

"Dad, you have no money again?"

In the Military Governor Mansion in Tong City, Yang Haodong also frequently received calls from the Yang Song in the past few days. Basically, the first sentence was to let him transfer money.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and send money to me! Do you still want the outline?" On the phone, Yang Song urged impatiently.

Yang Haodong was puzzled, his father should be looking for Yang Haonan if he was short of money, that guy was the rich man!

However, thinking of the satisfactory situation in "Battle Through the Paradise", with hundreds of people rewarding it every day, and countless people urging it to update, even if he wanted to ask his father what he wanted money for, he dared not!

Among the readers, many 5th Tier and 6th Tier Master martial artists had appeared.

He had to count on his old man to continue to provide follow-up outlines. Otherwise, he believed that those warriors would definitely be able to find his place through the network, and directly wipe the blade on his neck!

Therefore, transferring money to his father honestly was the smartest choice.

As for what Yang Song wanted money for…

In fact, in the past few days, Yang Song rented several plots of planting land, hired some ordinary people to grow medicinal materials, bought an abandoned factory, and recruited a large group of workers. It seemed like he wanted to transform that factory.

Then, he ordered a large number of equipment for refining pills from other places, all of which cost a lot of money.

Ten days later, with Yang Song's full participation, the factory was finally set up. Because of the time constraints and the limited investment cost, it looked rather rudimentary.

But Yang Song didn't care. He had everything that should have there. After the finished product of Great Energy Pill was produced and replaced with money, the factory would naturally be expanded and refurbished at that time.

In the factory, in a separate office.

"Xiao Laoxu, how did the hole drilling go? Link this place to my secret room at home. After I make more money, I will put tiles and light bulbs in the hole for you. It will be a lot more convenient in the future and you can check the situation at any time."

Looking at Xiao Laoxu who was dozing off with a textbook in his hand, Yang Song asked.

"Squeak, finish, finished it a long time ago!" Xiao Laoxu replied.

This factory was the place where Luo Xiang was flooded by discarding waste soil before.

At that time, the hole in the ground already existed.

Now, he just had to expand the width a bit, so the speed was naturally fast.

Yang Song nodded, "That's good! Study hard, don't doze off. If you pass the exam in a few days, I will let you be the product inspector in the factory, and you will be responsible for testing whether the products produced reached the standard or not. You can eat Great Energy Pill as you wish."

After listening, Xiao Laoxu continued to hold a book of kindergarten textbooks with his lovable claws. After less than a minute, his eyelids couldn't support it again, and he squinted a few times from time to time.

Originally, Yang Song planned to urge Xiao Laoxu to study. However, with the completion of the factory, Great Energy Pill would be mass-produced, and even after the production line here was mature, Washing Marrow Pill would also be mass-produced here. Therefore, there were so many things that he needed to do.

Hence, in the following time, Yang Song continued to be busy day and night. But fortunately, he was in good physical condition. Otherwise, he would have collapsed with this kind of work a long time ago.

Doing research, building factories, and debugging formulas were all very boring tasks.

Before his body transformation, Yang Song definitely couldn't hold on to it.

But now, he found that doing these things was also a kind of fun, and he could devote himself to it every day.

"Hahaha, the assembly is complete! At that time, we will build a large boiler here, and then use a crusher to grind the raw materials into powder, and they will automatically flow into the boiler according to the proportions. Use a mixer to keep stirring them until they are fully integrated."

"Although it is simple, the various functions are still very complete."

"It's just that there seems to be something not right! What's wrong in the end? The essence of the finished product can be easily made with the current machines."

"Oh right... microwave! This kind of refining is different from ordinary refining. If I want to fully integrate the medicinal components, I must heat them from the inside to the outside. It is definitely not possible to use an ordinary stove or a traditional steamer! I have to find a large microwave, and I have to control the time very precisely. But where can I get this stuff?"

"I don't know if this kind of thing can be made after spending money. But if they don't want to do it, what should I do at that time?"

Thinking of this, Yang Song found a business card and directly dialed the phone.

...

Everything was going very well.

After half a month of hard work, the complete "Great Energy Pill" production line was built.

During this period, Yang Song did not carry out large-scale production, but he bought nearly 100,000 Great Energy Pill raw materials.

Each worker had signed a confidentiality agreement and was responsible for the management of a department.

In this way, the factory officially started!

At the current rate, it would not take long before the first batch of Great Energy Pills would be produced.

It was just that when Yang Song was constantly busy, he didn't realize that all these things he did in the past half month were seen by Luo Xiang.

"This old thing is already 100 years old, but he can become a Martial Artist. It must be related to the factory he is building. The pills produced in it must be very powerful treasures. I must find a way to sneak in and steal some to eat. It's best to catch the Golden-Eyed Mouse by the way."

In a remote corner outside the factory, Luo Xiang changed into a nearly tattered suit, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely.

During this time, he had learned a lot and had been hiding behind the scenes.

However, when he thought of the humiliation he suffered in the hole that day, and the treasure was robbed by an unknown creature, he felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation!

He felt that only by letting Yang Song lose some things he cared about would the feeling of humiliation he received be slightly smoothed out!