"What's wrong!"

When Shi Yiwen finished speaking, Li Long immediately responded with a smile.

Li Long's pleasure surprised Shi Yiwen.

"Brother Li, since you guessed that I wanted to use cotton seeds to squeeze oil, why did you agree to me?"

Shi Yiwen's directness made Li Long laugh.

"In the past, cotton seeds were given to others for free to press oil. Now you not only pay for it, but also give such a generous gift. Why don't I agree?"

Looking at Shi Yiwen and saying, Li Long said again.

"Besides, cotton seeds are worthless in anyone's hands. You can make money with waste. That's your ability. If you put them in my hands, you will have no place to put even if you ferment fertilizer!"

After answering this, Li Long said according to the model.

"But it is different. It is a real silver. As for cotton seeds, if I expected it, since I dare to say that five years, I will definitely guarantee that ordinary people will not be able to come up with the same method within three or five years, and..."

Looking at Shi Yiwen, Li Long asked back.

"Why did I send this flower ginning machine instead of just coming to me to leave the cotton seeds? After all, cotton seeds are waste, who is not pulling them? My brother is kind and righteous, and he doesn't deceive me, how could he be petty for me?"

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Dealing with smart people is very simple. In fact, Shi Yiwen had thought about using free cotton seeds, but after the other party knew that the cotton seeds could be squeezed oil, would there be a free lunch? So after thinking about it, Shi Yiwen gave this "step-down".

Five years!

The huge profits of dozens of times in five years are enough!

People should not be too greedy!

And Li Long was really right. Since Shi Yiwen dared to say it for five years, it was because he could guarantee that no one could copy his method of processing cotton seeds within five years.

Sun Jiaqin, who had been waiting at the doorman, saw Li Long sending his boss out in person, knew that the business would have been negotiated.

"Boss, the business has been negotiated?"

"It's done, five years, a load of cotton seeds costs ten cents."

As soon as the boss finished speaking, Sun Jiaqin said anxiously.

"Owner, ten cents? This is a big loss, and the cotton seeds are usually given for nothing."

When Sun Jiaqin shouted that he had lost a lot, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"Old Sun, the food you eat for free is not enough. In the past, people gave it to each oil mill for nothing because cotton seeds were useless waste, but now it is different. Instead of waiting until the future to tear it apart, it is better to be more refreshing now, let alone, a hundred pounds and ten cents, is there anything cheaper than this?"

"No, no, but the boss, would it be more expensive for ten cents..."

The original free stuff is now bought with money, so Sun Jiaqin naturally can't figure it out, but Shi Yiwen doesn't think it's anything.

"It's been this price for five years, it's worth it!"

"This is the reason, but boss, can you really squeeze more oil from cotton seeds?"

"What do you think?"

Shi Yiwen asked back, and he seemed extremely happy when he had just started a business and said to Sun Jiaqin.

"Old Sun, go and call a car over and let's go back to the oil mill! The matters there are not finished yet!"

...

When Shi Yiwen was in the oil mill, he didn't find Song Qiyu, who came to the door several times. When Xiao Lian knew from his mouth that he had bought an oil mill, he immediately came to the door.

"The foundation here is being firmer..."

As soon as she entered the oil mill, Song Qiyu saw Shi Yiwen, who was wearing short-skinned and sweaty clothes, instructing several hard-working men to smash the foundation.

“Have the stone slabs on the base of No. 3 have been laid?”

Looking at Shi Yiwen standing there, if the two of them were not very familiar with each other, Song Qiyu would have been hard to recognize for a while. This man in short dress and covered with dust on his body would be Shi Yiwen.

"Zhiyuan."

"Huh? Ziyu, how did you find this?"

Clapping the dust on his hands, Shi Yiwen said in surprise.

"You're this?"

Looking at the several stone platforms that had been paved in the bamboo and wood shed, Song Qiyu said in confusion.

"Do you want to run an oil shop?"

"Well, right? The oil in the factory is in trouble. I thought, it's better to ask for it than to ask for it, so I bought this oil mill and thought that it would be better to squeeze oil by myself than to be controlled by others in the future."

"What? Oil press!"

Opening his eyes wide, Song Qiyu said in surprise.

"Zhiyuan, you're not wrong. It costs twenty-thirty cents to squeeze a pound of oil. Using such oil to make soap is not enough."

Looking at Song Qiyu's horrified look, Shi Yiwen said with a smile.

"That depends on what oil it is, right?"

When he finished speaking, Shi Yiwen looked up and saw Feng Jiangtou driving in the carriage. The frame of the cast tray was pulled on the carriage.

"Mr. Shi, this is what you want. Five days have passed, but it has not delayed your use."

Suddenly, the smile on Feng Jiangtou's face disappeared. As soon as he entered the yard, he clearly saw that there were a few iron pillars on the ground beside the yard.

"ah!"

With his eyes wide open in surprise, Feng Jiangtou hurriedly walked past and looked at the six three-foot-long iron pillars in front of him. What attracted him was not the fine threads on it, but the material of the iron pillars.

"Young Master, this is the best stainless steel!"

Looking up at the young master Jinyi in front of him, he had been a blacksmith for half his life. This was the first time he saw such a large piece of steel. It was not one piece, but six pieces.

He reached out and touched it. Even if he didn't use tools, he could see the quality of these stainless steels with a glance.

This pattern, this steel fire...

What is even more surprising is its size.

After finally waking up from the shock, Feng Jiangtou asked.

"Overall Bailian Steel is definitely not as good as it. Young Master, where did you get such a large piece of steel?"

From there, this is something Shi Yiwen found in the construction site in the space - fine-rolled rebar with a diameter of 5 cm. Although he didn't know how good those fine steels were, what Song Qiyu was even more curious about was the use of these things and the use of those iron frames.

"Zhiyuan, what are these for?"

“Oil press!”

After half an hour, a cast iron frame of an oil press that was about five feet tall was installed on the stone foundation of the shed. Shi Yiwen then directed the workers to install the screw pressing plate. In fact, it was composed of fine-rolled rebar, nuts and several steel plates. This was also the reason why he didn't mind keeping the oil press confidential, because without the screw, the oil press was just a pile of scrap iron.

Looking at the iron casting oil press, Song Qiyu looked at Shi Yiwen in confusion.

"Zhiyuan, are you sure it can solve the raw materials in the factory just by relying on it?"

"Well, it's almost the same!"

Shi Yiwen said with a smile.

"It will definitely not work just by virtue of it, and you also need to add... appropriate raw materials."

Shi Yiwenyang took the cloth bag in his hand, then walked to the oil press machine, placed the layers of cloth bags and iron plates between the oil press machine and the platform, and then put the screw rod on a hydraulically driven belt.

“Start up!”
Chapter completed!