The sanitary pad production line of the sanitary products factory was actually an antique that was replaced by a manufacturer in Province G more than ten years ago and had been gathering dust in the warehouse.
The reason why they specifically looked for this kind of antique… was not just to save money, but to take into account the raw material issue: the raw materials needed for upgraded sanitary pads and diapers could not be produced by the other world itself. If they "imported" all the raw materials from Earth, it would have been better to just buy the finished products directly.
Even if Yang Qiu had worked hard to find an antique production line from more than ten years ago, non-woven fabrics and hot-lt adhesives still had to be "imported" from Earth… There was no other way. Weisshem had no industrial foundation at all, and the only raw material that could be self-sufficient was paper pulp.
But… although the future of the flagship product, sanitary pads, was still uncertain, the additionally developed "side business" had already enabled the sanitary products factory to achieve self-sufficiency in profits and losses – of course, Ji Tang deliberately ignored this point and did not tell Tuttle.
While Tuttle, who was forced to do sothing he was not prepared for, was holding a sanitary pad launch conference, the first four young townspeople who had "changed jobs" to beco self-employed ca with their families and drove a convoy of caravans pulled by a gray horse to the town of Kane, which was about 30 kiloters away from Weisshem in a straight line and nearly 50 kiloters away in actual distance.
The people of Kane seed to have recognized this caravan led by four young n. When they saw them from afar, they waved their hats in a friendly manner and cheered to the neighbors: "The Weisshem caravan is coming! The Weisshem caravan is coming!"
The town of Kane was much larger than Weisshem. Not only did it have four main streets that could accommodate horse-drawn carriages (Weisshem only had two streets that could accommodate horse-drawn carriages), its permanent population was also more than three tis that of Weisshem. Upon hearing that the caravan was coming, housewives doing housework at ho and pedestrians on the street all ca out to greet them warmly.
Under the town gate, in the town square that had beco bumpy due to years of trampling by oxen and horses and pedestrians, Weisshem's caravan had just stopped when it was surrounded by a large number of Kane town residents who sward in.
The four young n leading this mini caravan were already familiar with shuttling between towns to do business. Caroline, who had neat ponytails, and her second aunt and aunt deftly pulled down the caravan's floorboards and spread them on the ground, then piled the cargo that was stuffed into the car onto the floorboards.
Her companions Simon, Alan, and Benjamin were also busy setting up their stalls.
"Toilet paper is on sale! Two rolls for one copper coin, only three carts left, and they'll be gone once they're sold out!"
"Co and see, this toilet paper is a hundred tis more useful than bamboo sticks!"
"A plastic bowl that can't be broken, a stainless steel spoon that can't be bent by heat!"
"A thick and soft towel, and cotton socks!"
"Those who need undead cloth, co here! There is only one cart of cloth this ti, so hurry up if you want to buy it!"
After the undead cloth beca less easy to sell out quickly, the four young n tried to increase the variety of goods. Since the town hall was unwilling to wholesale salt, a hard currency to them, they turned their attention to the goods in the Ertong Supermarket.
Since they could not buy goods on credit nor return unsold goods, the four young people were extrely cautious in "product selection." They asked all the elders and neighbors around them and determined the types of goods that people would be willing to pay for. Only then did they expand their business scope.
This caution undoubtedly paid off, and the goods they brought sold quickly, including the toilet paper rolls that had just been launched by the sanitary products factory in the industrial zone.
After selling all the goods in the morning, on the way back, Caroline said to her three friends who were sitting in the sa caravan with her, "My mother's suggestion was right, wasn't it? If there were cheap enough bamboo substitutes, the people in the town would definitely welco it, especially the older people!"
"Yes, yes!" Benjamin, the youngest, smiled happily. "Many housewives are very picky when buying a pair of socks, but they just touched the toilet paper and paid for it without hesitation!"
"I should have had the courage to bring in two more carts of toilet paper," said Simon, the bravest of the bunch, with regret. "Even my stingy aunt was willing to spend money to buy this stuff, so why didn't we have the courage at the ti?"
"It's okay, just go in a little more next ti." Caroline said cheerfully, "Next ti we go a little further, to Horseshoe Town, what do you think?"
"Sure, sure!" Simon nodded repeatedly. "Horseshoe Town is bigger than Kane Town. We need to import at least five truckloads of toilet paper!"
Benjamin said with so regret: "It's a pity that the roll of paper is too big. There are not many rolls that can be loaded into a car. It would be better if it was smaller."
"If it doesn't look big enough, it won't be easy to sell out!" Caroline said mockingly, "It's because the toilet paper roll looks so big that most people are willing to pay for it. One copper coin can buy two large rolls!"
Alan, the oldest of the four, kept his mouth shut.
Alan knew the truth about the popularity of toilet paper, but he didn't want to tell his friends… especially with a girl nad Caroline present.
People who reached a certain age would have so problems. Based on Alan's own experience, he knew that many people over middle age regarded going to the toilet as a type torture… (Due to the physiological structure of human beings, many people would develop hemorrhoids after a certain age, and a small number of people with poor habits would develop hemorrhoids in their twenties)
It was already dark when the caravan returned to Weisshem.
They asked the relatives and friends who ca to help to go ho first, and the four young n went to the carriage and horse company to return the carriage and horses.
The iron-shell carriages of the Coach and Horse Company were not rented out to the public, but caravans and gray unicorn horses could be rented, and at a much cheaper price than the original rental company on Martin Street. Since the Coach and Horse Company opened its rental business, the rental company that belonged to a noble young master went bankrupt not long after it opened.
It was already dark when Caroline returned ho after returning the car. She was exhausted after a hard day's work. As soon as she entered the door, she acted coquettishly to her mother: "I'm so tired, Mom. Is there anything to eat?"
Ms. Winnie brought her hot milk with a grumble: "You said you didn't want to get married and beco a housewife, and you wanted to work hard on your own, but now you're acting like a spoiled child. Drink this first, and see how dark you have beco… Look at how dry your lips are, really, can't you rember to drink more water?"
Caroline chuckled and happily listened to her mother talking while holding the hot milk.
Ms. Winnie prepared a midnight snack for her daughter who missed dinner, while she kept saying, "By the way, Caroline, have you seen the new Lord Tuttle?"
"I saw him once yesterday when I went to the town hall to pick up so goods," Caroline said. "Mr. Tuttle doesn't look as friendly as Mr. Rex. I didn't dare get close to him."
"Don't say that. Mr. Tuttle must be a good man." Ms. Winnie's attitude beca serious. "Trust your mother's judgnt. She is right. Mr. Tuttle just looks difficult to get close to. He is the heir personally selected by Mr. Rex. Even if your mother is wrong about him, Mr. Rex will not be wrong."
Caroline: “???”
Caroline knew very well how resentful and uneasy her mother Winnie was after Mr. Rex went to Indhalto beco the lord and no longer took care of Weisshem.
When the town hall announced that Tuttle Joe would be the new Lord of Weisshem, Ms. Winnie was unhappy for several days.
After thinking for a while, Caroline guessed, "Mom, what happened in town today?"
This really opened up Ms. Winnie's mouth, and she imdiately started to talk excitedly…
After listening to a few words, Caroline was so shocked that she almost jumped out of her chair: "Oh my God, Mom, why would you say that--"
As she said this, the girl looked around nervously with her cheeks flushed, and was secretly relieved that the n in the family were not in the living room.
Ms. Winnie said with disdain: "Look at how unbecoming you are. The Lord has no scruples about talking about this matter openly, and you are making a fuss about nothing!"
Caroline was extrely embarrassed: "No… I'm… Mom!"
Seeing her daughter was really anxious, Ms. Winnie could not help laughing: "Okay, okay, we're the only ones here. I bought yours and your aunt's as well. I put yours in your closet. Go get it when you need it."
Caroline nodded quickly… She was not used to talking about "that kind of thing" in public, but she would definitely be willing to use it if there was a better alternative; in fact, she had already hidden two rolls of toilet paper in her cupboard. Although this kind of toilet paper was not very convenient, it was definitely better than the cloth tape her mother sewed for her.
Caroline thought the matter was over until the next day when she got up and went out to discuss the next round of business with her friends… and saw the advertisent posted on the street across the street.
Advertising posters posted on street walls were not common in Weisshem, but could be seen everywhere in Indhal.
After all, the consumption capacity of small town residents could not be compared with that of urban residents. There were many middle-class families in the city who were willing to spend money to eat in high-end restaurants, but there were no such families in the town.
The first advertisent to appear in a small town like Weisshem featured a portrait of the new lord, Tuttle Joe.
In the painting, the lord, dressed in gorgeous formal attire and with a stern face, was holding a small piece of what looked like a slice of white bread in his hand and showing it to passers-by.
There were two rows of bold black printed words above Mr. Lord’s head. The content of the words was very… simple and crude:
"Love your family, rember to buy sanitary pads for your wife, your daughter, your mother and your sister every month."
Caroline: “…”
Caroline turned her neck stiffly and pretended not to see it.
When Caroline walked through the streets covered with Lord’s advertisents to the eting place agreed with her friends, Benjamin, who arrived earlier, saw her and asked curiously: "Caroline, what is a sanitary pad? Why are there advertisents everywhere on the street asking people to buy sanitary pads for their families?"
Caroline put her hand to her forehead.
So… every ti a new lord cos, Weisshem will go crazy for a while, right?
Caroline used a tough attitude to fool Benjamin, who was eager for knowledge. Before she could recover, Simon and Alan, who arrived a step later, gave her another severe blow.
Simon was still talking to Alan in surprise when he pushed open the door of the party place. When he saw Caroline, he ca over curiously and said, "Caroline, the Lord published a manifesto called "The Way to Love Your Family" in the newspaper. He said that girls have to endure pain once a month since childhood, and he needs to prepare sanitary pads for you to get through the difficult tis. Is that right?"
"No wonder my sister always looks bad and has a bad temper at the end of the month. It's actually like this. My mother never told about it." Alan said with curiosity.
Caroline: “…”
At the sa ti, in the town hall.
Tattle Joe stared for a long ti with his mouth crooked and his eyes squinting, at the huge color photo of himself that was so prominent on the front page of the newly published Indhal Weekly.
"...You look photogenic." Ji Tang held it in for a long ti before finally saying sothing that he didn't know if it could be considered consolation or not, "An old-fashioned film cara can take such a handso picture, saving the effort of photo editing."
Tuttle adjusted his facial features with great effort and stared at Ji Tang gloomily: "...yesterday's interview was on the front page today. Is Indhal Weekly such an efficient newspaper?"
"Well… the sanitary products factory exchanged this front-page position for printing paper that it had been supplying at a long-term low price." Ji Tang hesitated for about 0.2 seconds and decided to tell the truth. Tuttle would find out sooner or later anyway.
Tuttle: “…”
The sanitary products factory could not only produce sanitary pads, the pulp workshop located downstream of the water source outside the town could produce toilet paper and normal paper as well.
In a place like Weisshem, which was full of mountains, hills, and undeveloped wilderness, it was easy for the pulp mill to obtain raw materials…
After hesitating for a while on the dangerous idea of whether to kill the undead mayor to gain so peace of mind, Tattle took a deep breath and tried hard to press back the blue veins on his forehead.
Whatever, Hal and Pansy are taking a large group of prisoners to build roads. They won't be back for a year or so. So let them embarrass themselves in front of strangers!
Tattle had just cald himself down when he saw… the undead mayor took out a loudspeaker and handed it to him.
"Most local people are illiterate, so the effects of newspaper propaganda and posted advertisents are not obvious enough. You should work harder today and do so street propaganda and read the article 'Ways to Love Your Family' aloud several tis." Ji Tang said in a very natural manner.
Tuttle: “…”
Undead! You are playing with fire!
On the verge of being hacked to death, Ji Tang arranged for Tattle Joe to continue promoting. He was not idle either. He communicated with the "online" Lord Yang through the "mayor's authority mode," and then ran to the teleportation array under the town hall to wait for people.
Soon, twenty-four middle-aged and elderly (in fact, the average age was less than 40 years old) n and won with very simple temperants, down-to-earth images, so of whom had physical disabilities, but with excellent ntal outlooks, appeared in the magic circle.
Ji Tang cheerfully shook hands and greeted each of the Camor students who were personally trained by a certain boss nad Zhou, and happily led the reinforcents from Exile Town to the eting room of the town hall.
Before these Camorians, who were leaving the Exile Town for the first ti after being blessed by Lord Yang, could finish looking curiously at the Weisshem Town Hall, Ms. Sibel ca over with another group of students who were also personally trained by the big boss nad Jiang.
This group of students who received education in Weisshem… their appearance was very different from those from Exile Town. They were all young and beautiful n and won, but their temperant was almost the sa as those from Exile Town. When the two sides t, they imdiately knew that they were "family mbers" without any verbal communication.
People from both sides took their seats and chatted with each other curiously. Zhao Zhenzhen, who was assisting Rex in Indhal City, was also teleported over.
"We will all get to know each other soon, so let's not waste ti on small talk." Political Commissar Zhao, who rushed to preside over the eting, got to the point as soon as he sat down. "As December approaches, the local temperature drops. Except for so vegetable farrs, most farrs have been idle. Before the beginning of spring, there are about 60 to 70 days of idle ti."
"Everyone has read the research report on the situation in the local villages of Weisshem and has a general impression of it."
"According to comrade Ji Tang's investigation, the winter farming off-season is the peak period for rural conflicts to erupt. Every winter, there will be major disputes in the villages of Weisshem. The reason is not difficult to understand after reading the report. Farrs have no entertainnt in the winter. Apart from gambling, drinking, beating their wives and children, and attending weddings and funerals, there is nothing else to do."
"We cannot waste this ti and must make good use of it. Now let's discuss how to carry out cultural literacy and agricultural skills training for local farrs more appropriately."
The students taught by the big boss were not able to adapt to Zhao Zhenzhen's work style. Those who had experience in rural life and had their own understanding and opinions on rural conditions spoke out…
It is not difficult for the national team to help local farrs get rid of poverty (according to this world's poverty alleviation standards).
"The place of Inhal Territory… In the eyes of people from other worlds, it was a barren land, but in the eyes of skilled agricultural scientists, it had a lot of potential. About 35% of the land was plains, and the proportion of arable land was only slightly lower than that of India. The altitude was not as high as that of India, and the climate was not as hot as that of India. The four seasons were relatively distinct. If the farrs in the southwest and southeast provinces of China had seen such good land, tears would have flowed from the corners of their mouths! Weisshem was said to be the most water-scarce place in the entire Indhal Territory, but that was not because of the scarcity of natural water resources, but because except for the territories occupied by the nobles, there were basically no decent farmland irrigation systems.
Furthermore, the rulers of this world had even lazier and more capricious agricultural policies than the Chinese feudal dynasties. Not to ntion setting up agricultural officials to teach farrs how to farm like the Qin Dynasty, or finding ways to raise money for seeds for farrs like the Ming Dynasty, the nobles who directly managed the fiefdoms were considered rciful if they did not cause trouble for the farrs during the busy farming season!
By setting up an agricultural departnt, allocating personnel to teach farrs scientific planting, providing a certain amount of farm tools for rental, and organizing farrs to carry out basic water conservancy, the increase in farrs' inco was obvious.
If they improved the town's non-staple food processing industry chain and solved the problem of agricultural product sales, it was entirely foreseeable that local farrs would be lifted out of poverty in large numbers – unless there were so natural disasters or man-made calamities, or Lord Yang, the unscientific magician, was defeated by even more unscientific magic.
However, this was not enough… No matter who ca out of the national team, they would not have been satisfied with this result.
Even in Weisshem, the poorest and least fertile land in the eyes of the natives of this world, nearly 30% of the arable land belonged to the private property of the nobles. This was sothing the national team could not tolerate.
Letting it go… uh, Yang Qiu, who was happy to see the national team act like this, of course could not have tolerated it – the private land of the nobles was different from the fiefdom, and they did not have to pay a penny of tax!"
Reviews
All reviews (0)