Qiao Yu knew that the most precious thing now was time. It would be a good thing to quickly get the factory done with the help of the foundation laid by Bai Kuan. Therefore, he was very anxious. Qiao Cheng and Qiao Yu arrived at the Bai family's house in a short while. A carriage came from the other side of the street and also arrived at the door of the Bai family. It was Bai Kuan's carriage.

"Uncle, are you in good health!"

Qiao Yu came to the side of the carriage, lifted the curtain, and a short and fat old man leaned out and saw Qiao Yu at first sight, with a look of surprise on his face.

"This, isn't this the third boy? You're back. Come in with your uncle!"

Bai Kuan grabbed Qiao Yu's arm tightly and refused to let go: "San'er, you have been leaving for five years. Not to mention that my sister comes, even those who are my uncle feel sorry for me. I have dealt with foreign devils a lot in recent years. Those people are like they came down from Liangshan, unreasonable. My uncle has been angry these days. You have not suffered any grievances in these years!"

"People are under the short eaves, and they have to bow their heads. We, the Qing people, have no status outside, and they are indispensable for rolling their eyes. But you see, I am not very good now, I am not short of anything, and you are always there. This difficulty will always pass. In fact, those foreigners are just bluffing. As long as they capture their lifeline, there will be no difficulty!"

When Bai Kuan heard Qiao Yu say this, he immediately felt energetic.

"Shunqing, you have to help your uncle. I know that you have learned your skills. At least you can help your uncle start the factory. Why do I have to fight for this tone!"

Qiao Yu, Qiao Cheng and Bai Kuan came to the main hall. Bai Kuan hurriedly ordered his family to prepare wine and dishes. Soon, a full table was full of authentic Sichuan cuisine, full of spicy flavor, and there were several bottles of Maotai Zhenronghe wine. The wine was good and the dishes were better. However, what moved Qiao Yu the most was the strong family affection. Bai Kuan said nothing to him, and asked about his well-being, and talked about his experiences in Europe and the United States for a while, Qiao Yu took the initiative to change the topic.

"Uncle, why are you thinking about starting a factory? Are there any problems now? I have been in a foreign country for a few years, so I can help you with your staff!"

"Hey, Shunqing, I believe you know that foreigners have more and more decisions in the past few years. They are all popular with foreign cloth, gray, nails, and oil. My dozens of cloth shops used to operate local cloth. The old rival Huang Baiwan has hooked up with foreign cloth and started to operate foreign cloth. Seeing that my business is worse than the sky, I am unwilling to give up, so I plan to set up a factory and weave foreign cloth by myself!"

Qiao Yu listened quietly to Bai Kuan's narration. It turned out that Bai Kuan had always been the leader of cloth shops in Chongqing, but Bai Kuan did not like foreign cloth and insisted on selling domestic cloth. His competitor Huang Baiwan also operated the cloth shop business. More than a year ago, he hooked up with the British foreign company. The British sold foreign cloth to him in large quantities, and then Huang Baiwan sold it again to earn a mid-price. But to be honest, foreign cloth is indeed of better quality than domestic cloth and has a lower price. The market for Baijia cloth shops is getting smaller and smaller.

Bai Kuan initially planned to resell foreign cloth, but one was because the supply was limited, and the other was that Huang Baiwan had taken the lead. It was too late to do it, which aroused Bai Kuan's ambition. To deal with his competitors, he had to build his own factory and weave foreign cloth.

Listening to Bai Kuan's narrative, Qiao Yu's heart was filled with waves. In his previous life, China had already claimed to be a factory in the world, and China's manufacturing was spread all over the world, which also brought problems such as pollution. However, in the late Qing Dynasty, he truly felt the value of industry. Without manufacturing as a support, everything was a castle in the air and was controlled by others everywhere.

Not to mention heavy industry, even ordinary daily necessities rely on imports, including foreign ash, foreign oil, foreign cloth, foreign fire, foreign nails, foreign cars, and everything is foreign. Only by feeling it personally can you know how many rights have been occupied by foreigners in this era. Qiao Yu admired his uncle very much, at least he took the first step...

"I wonder how much you are going to invest in uncle? If you want to run a textile factory, you still have to win by scale. This cloth is a must-have for life. If the scale is small, it will not affect the market. The cost is high, so it will inevitably be suppressed by others."

"I have prepared 300,000 taels of silver, and I have found all the land and other things. Are you contacting the machine? I originally agreed with the British foreign company to order two hundred looms, but those foreigners were going to raise the price again. I just started arguing with them and was very angry!"

"Uncle, how about the two of us join forces to build this factory? The scale of 200 looms is not large. I think it must reach at least 800 units and more than 20,000 spindles, and the investment must reach one million taels!"

Bai Kuan had found his brother-in-law before starting the factory, but the old man was not very interested, so Bai Kuan ran the factory alone. When he heard Qiao Yu's suggestion, his eyes lit up. The Qiao family's family's background is also very rich, especially in the official position, Qiao Guangyuan also knows many people. The most important thing is an international student like Qiao Yu. He always pays attention to his spirit. Bai Kuan has long noticed that his nephew is calm and confident. He thinks that he will definitely increase his knowledge outside and have the ability. If he can help him, it will definitely reduce a lot of trouble.

However, the scale of the 20,000 spindles mentioned by Qiao Yu also made Bai Kuan breathe. He spent 300,000 taels, but he had already invested a lot. Unexpectedly, this nephew had a greater courage. However, if he could join forces with the Qiao family, the funds would not be a problem.

"Of course it's good, but your old man is stubborn enough. Can that level be passed?"

"The times are different now. The old calendar always needs to be changed. I will persuade my father and believe he will listen."

Qiao Cheng kept listening. He was less than thirty, and he was the most ambitious age. When he heard that Qiao Yu actually advocated joining hands with his uncle to run a factory, he agreed, but he was still a little worried.

"Third brother, the Dasheng Spin Factory run by the top industrialist a few years ago is not as big as ours. Even the Dasheng Spin Factory No. 2 only invested 800,000 taels. How much do we have to invest in it all at once?"

Qiao Yu is still familiar with the famous Zhang Jian. Qiao Cheng raised this question, but he didn't blame him for worrying. One million taels is equivalent to suppressing the assets of both companies and selling some industries. It is really too large to invest. However, Qiao Yu feels that the textile industry in the southwest is still blank now, and the development prospects are very huge. No matter how large the textile factory is, it can be digested. In addition, he clearly knows that next year is the year of 1911, and he is still planning to build his own team based on this factory. How can he do it if it is small?

"Brother, the textile industry in the entire southwest is still blank. It is a great opportunity to show its skills. Starting a large factory and firmly occupy the initiative is the most important thing. Although Zhang Jian is a top scholar, his courage is still too small and his structure is not enough. He relies too much on his connections to set up a factory. Such a factory has no competitiveness. We must not follow his path. In addition, the court is rewarding industry and commerce. If we have less investment, the official may take us on the spot. However, if the investment is large enough, the shock will be great. For the future and political achievements of the official, the official will definitely help us. Our early development will definitely be much smoother!"

Bai Kuan agrees with Qiao Yu's point of view. It is not difficult for him to do business over the years. As long as he has capital, hard work and real goods, he can always make money. What he fears most is that both black and white jumping up and taking a bite, so that no amount of money is enough.

"Shunqing's statement is reasonable, but will this be too ostentatious?"

"Why are you still afraid of being exposed? If we set up a factory and build a brand, we have to make a name for ourselves. Otherwise, who knows what we have to do?"...

This is the concept of people from two eras. Bai Kuan listened to Qiao Yu's words, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then slapped the table hard.

"Shunqing, Shiqing, let's set up a factory together so that they can also see our abilities. I will go to Wanxian with you now, and let's go and convince my old brother-in-law together!"

Bai Kuan was born as a businessman and acted decisively. He simply cleaned up and stood up with the Qiao brothers and went straight to the Qiao family.

The Qiao family is a super big family in Wanxian County. 30% of the land in the entire county belongs to their family. Qiao Guangyuan is also the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue. The house is built in a very grand manner. Someone had already notified the old man and the old lady. When the third young master came back, his uncle also wanted to come. Therefore, the old lady of Bai and Qiao Guangyuan were waiting in front of the door, and no matter how their family members asked them to wait in the house, they would not listen.

It was almost noon, two carriages ran from afar. It was Brother Qiao Yu and Bai Kuan. Qiao Yu saw the two elders waiting in front of the door from afar. He couldn't help but feel sad. Whether in the past or present life, his parents leaned on the door like this, hoping that they would go home. Time and space have changed, but the true feelings have never changed.

Before the carriage could stop, Qiao Yu jumped out of the carriage, trotted to the two elders, and knelt down on both knees.

"Dad, the unfilial child is back!" The old lady cried with joy, hugged her son, not knowing what she said, Qiao Guangyuan had long since lost his calmness as an official. He held Qiao Yu and seemed to cry and laugh, and kept muttering, "It's been five years, five years!"

Bai Kuan and Qiao Cheng also got out of the car and gathered together.

"Old sister, brother-in-law, Shunqing has returned from studying. This is a happy event. Let's celebrate with great life. Don't cry. We are bumpy all the way and haven't eaten yet!"

"Look at me, why did I forget this? Come in quickly."

The family entered the main hall happily, and the old lady's hand did not let go of Qiao Yu, and kept rubbing it.

"The child has grown up, grown taller, and stronger. He was almost the same as me when he left. Now he is one head taller than me. He just hasn't been fat when he was a child. He has suffered grievances outside and wronged!"

Qiao's mother couldn't help but sigh that Qiao Guangyuan recovered very quickly and was less excited. She started asking questions after she sat down.

"San'er, have you gained something after studying in the past five years?"

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Chapter completed!