The grain station teahouse is located on a small street, a cement-paved street that is full of people and cars, and is now full of ravines.
Here, since the beginning of Han Songlin's memory, nothing has changed, including the road surface.
In the morning, the teahouse was already full of friends, and the sounds of mahjong and long cards were endless.
There was a pungent smell of smoke in the air.
Han Songlin looked around and saw Han Xiaowei sitting with his back to him.
There were a few other people at the table.
Seeing that Han Songlin was looking at them, as if he had realised something, they nudged Han Xiaowei.
'Songlin, this!'
Han Songlin smiled and walked over, shaking hands with the others in greeting: 'Hello, I'm Han Songlin!'
'Boss Han, I'm sorry, my name is Li Yong. These two are Yang Ping and Zhou Cong, who we plan to partner with to open a brick factory.'
Han Songlin took a look at Yang Ping and Zhou Cong. From their appearance, he could tell that they had worked hard for many years.
On the contrary, Li Yong, although his name means courageous, looked like an educated person.
He was not tall, about 1.7 metres, thin and fair-skinned. His appearance was not handsome, but he looked comfortable.
'Everyone, don't stand, sit down! I thought there were eight partners? Why are there only four of you here?'
Li Yong laughed and said, 'The other four have work to do on their family land, so the four of us will represent them.'
Han Songlin asked curiously, 'Mr Li, did you work in a brick factory before?'
'I was in charge of production at the county brick factory.'
In charge of production.
'Yang Ping was the brick-making master at the brick factory, and Zhou Cong was the brick-burning master.'
As for Han Xiaowei?
was just an ordinary worker at the brick factory.
If it weren't for the fact that he was related to Han Songlin in some way, no one would even give him a second glance.
That was just the reality of society.
If you want people to look at you with respect, you either have to be capable or have connections.
If you're capable, connections will come to you, even if you don't go looking for them.
Han Songlin gave Han Xiaowei a light smile. He never thought that one day he would become someone else's connection.
It's quite amazing.
Li Yong brought these two people here to show him something, and Han Songlin understood immediately after a little thought.
This was a silent indication to Han Songlin that his group could set up a brick factory.
Han Songlin also had some memories come to mind. In the township, there was indeed a future brick factory.
The whole mountain was leased as a source of raw materials, and it was said that a contract had been signed with County H to level the entire mountain, or rather the hills and hills, and burn them into bricks over a period of 30 years.
However, with the expansion of the city of Yuechi, a large number of hills and hills were flattened.
Some of this soil was taken directly to a certain place to be dumped, and some was taken to the brick factory.
It seems that the owner of that brick factory also had the surname Li.
'Mr. Li, that person?'
'From the Liuyuan Sixth Village!'
Sixth Village!
Han Songlin was now certain that the brick factory that would develop well in the future was run by this Li Yong.
And Han Xiaowei would work in this brick factory, and Han Songqing would also go to the brick factory to work for a while after being introduced by Han Xiaowei.
Working in a brick factory is very hard and tiring!
'We are still fellow villagers!' Han Songlin said, pretending to be surprised.
Li Yong: 'We met before!'
Have we met? Maybe we have, but the person he met definitely wasn't himself.
Han Songlin said he wasn't at all panicked: 'Haha, oops, I'm sorry, I didn't recognise you!'
Li Yong said, "We've just met!'
'Since we're fellow villagers, then let's not beat around the bush." Han Songlin didn't know that because he knew about Li Yong's future achievements, he felt that Li Yong should be able to run the brick factory.
Why did he feel that way?
Perhaps it was because of his confidence.
If you want to succeed, you can't do without confidence.
Li Yong smiled and gave a thumbs-up, saying, 'Boss Han is straightforward!'
Han Songlin waved his hand, not feeling that there was anything to say about this, and he didn't want to spend too much time on it.
Before, Han Songlin had said that he wanted to help Han Xiaowei.
After all, in the previous life, they had a good relationship, and if he could help, Han Songlin would definitely lend a hand.
Han Songlin was more interested in pursuing a sense of peace of mind.
And now, Han Songlin felt that Li Yong was someone worth befriending.
Han Songlin: 'How are you going to build the brick factory? What kind of brick kiln will you use?'
'A rotary kiln. We plan to build a rotary kiln first, and then expand it based on sales!'
A rotary kiln is a type of brick factory kiln that is widely used today, but it is certainly a type of settled production capacity that will be eliminated in the future.
However, the rotary kiln is quite suitable for small brick factories in the countryside. It has low technical requirements and, if it consumes coal, it is much lower than the previous adobe kiln.
For the firing of 10,000 standard bricks, the rotary kiln consumes almost one tonne of coal, while the adobe kiln may need three tonnes.
This difference is quite large.
'Why not build a tunnel kiln?'
Li Yong used to manage production at the brick factory, so he naturally knows the technology in the industry.
Tunnel kilns were first used in 1765, and at the beginning they could only fire glazed ceramics. Then, after some improvements, they could also fire bricks and pottery.
After hundreds of years of improvement, the advantages of tunnel kilns are obvious. Compared with wheel kilns, the biggest advantages are continuous production, high output, high quality, and labour savings.
'The investment in a tunnel kiln is much higher than that in a wheel kiln!'
Han Songlin naturally understood this.
He just didn't have the money.
Han Songlin did not speak immediately. For him personally, investing in a brick factory was not a big deal.
In fact, it was not even as important as playing a game with Liu Yuyan.
He glanced at Han Xiaowei and considered.
'Let's do it this way. I can invest in building the brick factory, but we need to discuss how to invest and what the shareholding ratio should be. Afterwards, I will ask someone to come and discuss this matter specifically.'
Han Songlin was not prepared to discuss it personally, and it was enough to determine a general direction.
'After you go back, Mr Li, prepare a business plan! If you want to start a business, you can't just talk about it. You need a plan, you need to consider the market prospects, and you need to think about how you're going to manage it, and so on.'
It's not that easy to get your hands on your money.
Starting a business on a whim is basically cannon fodder on the road to entrepreneurship, used to pave the way.
There are also people who recklessly charge ahead, as if they can't see it.
'I have things to do today, so let's stop here. When Mr Li is ready, come and find me at the First Branch of Fule Winery.'
'Oh, sure, you go ahead!'
Han Songlin smiled, and when he left, he paid for the tea.
He got into the car, started it, and his gaze lingered on Han Xiaowei before he left.
In the future, environmental protection requirements for brick factories would become stricter, and the price of bricks would also increase considerably.
In fact, the brick factory's environmental protection investment was ultimately reflected in the consumer.
Of course, these things only happened twenty years later, and it was still very early.
Han Songlin didn't feel like hanging out or anything, and he didn't think there was anything worth hanging out for in the small county town.
He went straight home.
He saw that the front door on the first floor was wide open and there was a pile of things outside.
Compared to Han Songlin and the others, who had gone into the city and thrown away everything they could, Liu Mingcheng and the others obviously did not do the same.
They moved everything they could into the city.