The husband is the future chief [infrastructure]
Chapter 117
After this incident, Shi Maocai became more honest. I don't know what kind of deal he negotiated with the student who left, anyway, he is the one who stays now.
It's just that they are still in the same class. Fortunately, the two seats are far apart, and because Lin Zhao is tall, he sits in the back row, otherwise he will be killed by Shi Maocai's eye knife in minutes.
Ferocity is fierce, although Shi Maocai disliked Lin Zhao from the very beginning, but he finally stopped making troubles.
The academy returned to its former peace. The masters taught on time, and the students attended classes on time.
This morning was a big policy theory class, and writing policy theory was like writing a small composition. The master talked about it for a quarter of an hour, and asked them to take out the paper to practice on their own.
A class ended quickly, and when it was finally handed in, someone saw that the paper Lin Zhao used seemed to be a little different.
This man's family has some wealth. Fucheng recently produced a new kind of paper called Sujian, and his family's servants also brought him some.
Looking at it now, the paper left on Lin Zhao's seat is exactly the same as the paper he used, and it turned out to be plain paper.After submitting the policy, the man came down from the desk, walked to Lin Zhao, and said, "Lin Zhao, I can't see that you can afford plain paper."
It was the break time between classes. Hearing this person's question, everyone looked at him with concern.
Because Lin Zhao's food and clothing expenses are obvious to all, and they are far behind those who have a family background, but now looking at the thick stack of plain notes he left last night, it is unreasonable no matter how you look at it.
Lin Zhao glanced at the man, and didn't intend to explain at first, but thinking of all the things before, if someone said something unrealistic and splashed dirty water on him, it was not impossible.
He said: "This is paper made by my paper mill."
The man was surprised, and his voice became a little louder, "What did you say? Is this paper made by your paper mill?! My God, I can't believe it!"
Everyone in the class heard this, and their indifferent attitude towards Lin Zhao suddenly became enthusiastic. Just now that person looked down on others, but now he whispered flatteringly: "Then what, Lin Zhao , you see we are classmates anyway, can you bring me some more plain paper next time you go home? I will pay you according to the market price, how about it?"
But he heard from the servants at home that Su Jian is only sold once every seven days, and there is a purchase limit, so if you want to buy more, you can't buy more.I didn't expect that there was a hidden shortcut around me. If you are close to the water, you will get the moon first, so naturally you have to rush to get it.
Lin Zhao glanced at him calmly, and reminded: "The next time I go home is the New Year's Eve."
There are still more than two months until the end of the year, I'm afraid this person can't afford to wait.
Sure enough, he lost his mind a lot when he heard this, and he couldn't wait for Lin Zhao to bring him the paper from home.
Then he thought of something, and when he spoke again, the teacher from the next class had already come in, so he had no choice but to shut up.
There are only so few people in the academy, and stories spread quickly. After a few days, everyone knew that Su Jian was made by Lin Zhao’s paper workshop.
Shi Maocai also learned the news, he stared at Lin Zhao in the dark for a long time with cold eyes, and finally went back to the room.
Soon at the end of the month, on a two-day rest day, Shi Maocai went home.
You must know that in the previous year, he would only go back when he was on vacation. This time, for some unknown reason, he went back at the end of the month.
Naturally, Shi Maocai had something to do when he returned home. He couldn't kill Lin Zhao in the academy and even got into trouble. But ever since he found out that his family's paper mill was a paper mill for plain paper, he had another feeling in his heart. Some calculations.
Almost all the scholars in the city know about the fact that he lost the poem with Lin Zhao before, so he kept a low profile when he returned home.
But nothing could be hidden from his uncle. Scholars value reputation the most. Knowing that he had lost the poetry competition, his uncle came to the house and reprimanded him, probably telling her not to focus on competing with others all day long. In order to be strong and win, you must concentrate on reading and learning to become a master.
Shi Maocai agreed on the surface, but he was still thinking about how to bring Lin Zhao down.
The competition among merchants is always fierce, and it has only been a month now, and plain paper has become popular with Cheng Jin, which not only leads to a decrease in the traffic of other paper and ink shops, but also causes a backlog of goods for many suppliers.
The paper made by these traditional suppliers, that is, paper makers, has a big disadvantage, that is, it cannot be stored for a long time, and the paper is prone to mold and insects.
Now there is a large backlog of paper, and they are very anxious.So some people got a bad idea and wanted to find out which paper mill was supplying plain paper to Cheng Jin's Xiangmozhai. Starting from the supplier could solve the problem fundamentally, once and for all.
Shi Maocai found a supplier surnamed Wei from nowhere, named Wei Qiang, and revealed the information he found about Lin Zhao's home city west paper mill.
Wei Qiang's paper mill has been closed for several days, and there is still a large backlog of paper they produce in the warehouse, and they have to take it out to dry every few days, for fear that it will be ruined if it becomes moldy.
Suddenly someone found him and gave him an idea, if he could get the secret recipe for making plain paper, then why not sell the paper in his paper workshop!
----
Jiang Ziyan didn't take much care of the business of the paper mill recently, Han Yu managed it pretty well, and Zhou Xing was also very helpful.
I have to say that Zhou Xing's abacus is very good. He can calculate the income and expenses of the paper mill every month, and he never hides his secrets.Every month when he came to report the situation with Jiang Ziyan, he was very careful. Jiang Ziyan felt that Zhou Xing was a talent, and the money was raised twice for him this month alone.
Days passed, and it was already December in the blink of an eye.The temperature outside dropped by half as if it had been cut in half. Jiang Ziyan had always been afraid of the cold, so he had already put on a thick jacket.
He is currently researching a new kind of paper, and wants to make bamboo paper into the appearance of the flower and grass rice paper he has seen in his previous life.
I knew that some petals and rhizomes of flowers and plants need to be added in the process. In which step to add them directly, whether to use fresh stamens or dried flowers when adding them remains to be explored.
He looked through a lot of theoretical knowledge in the encyclopedia, thinking about making sense of the theory first.However, maybe you can refer to the making method of Wenxuan paper. Wenxuan paper has flowers and Yao flowers in it, and he also wants to add some flowers and plants to the bamboo paper. Maybe there are some reasons.
……
Someone knocked on the door early in the morning. Jiang Ziyan hadn't gotten up yet. He became more and more lazy in winter, especially in the morning, and didn't want to leave the warm bed at all.
Han Xiao knocked on the door of his room and said, "Mr. Lang, Boss Cheng from Xiangmozhai has come and said he has something urgent to see you."
When Jiang Ziyan heard that Cheng Jin was here, and he came so early in the morning, he couldn't figure out why he was in a hurry to find him.After all, now that the paper mill has expanded its staff, the supply of plain paper is sufficient.
He turned half his body sideways and said, "Let him wait in the lobby for a while, and I'll come later."
Jiang Ziyan hurriedly sat up and put on his clothes. He was afraid of the cold in winter, and he was afraid of getting up to wear cold clothes, so he put the clothes he took off next to his body into the bed the night before, and the clothes were hot when he woke up the next morning. .
At this time, he pulled out warm clothes from the bed and put them on. After fastening the belt, he put on a jacket inside, and put on a thick long coat outside, yawned and went out.
As soon as he opened the door, a gust of cold air rushed towards his face, blowing away his drowsiness in an instant.
As soon as he entered the hall, before he had time to sit down, Cheng Jin stood up eagerly and walked towards him.
Cheng Jin said: "Brother Jiang, didn't we agree at the beginning? It's also written in the contract. Unless you open your own shop, your plain paper will be supplied to my family this time. Why are you breaking the agreement and supplying to other companies now?" ?”
Jiang Ziyan looked puzzled, confused by what he said, and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand at all. When did I supply the plain paper to other companies?"
Cheng Jin saw that he didn't admit it, and the fluke he held before coming here was gone, and a chill came to his heart instantly.
"Brother Jiang, we smart people don't speak dark words, do you dare to say that this is not just produced by your paper mill?"
Cheng Jin took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Ziyan.
Jiang Ziyan glanced at him, took the paper, opened it, and it was indeed the same as the plain paper in their house.
But combined with the responsibilities in Cheng Jin's words just now, it seems that this paper was not bought in Xiangmozhai.
Jiang Ziyan thought about his words, and said, "Boss Cheng, put the fire away first, I understand what you mean. I have read this paper just now, and it is indeed very similar to the plain paper produced by our paper mill. The feel is similar.
But I assure you with the reputation of our paper mill, this is not plain paper produced by our Jiangji Paper Mill.The plain paper produced by our Jiangji Paper Mill is indeed only supplied to your Xiangmozhai family. "
Seeing Jiang Ziyan's swearing, saying that he was sure and certain in his words that he had only supplied goods to his Xiangmozhai family, Cheng Jin couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.
On the way here, he thought that if the other party really broke his promise and violated the stipulations of the contract, although he could sue the government and ask the other party to pay him compensation, that also meant that the cooperation would come to an end.
Although he can get compensation, losing the business is the biggest loss.
At this moment, he calmed down and asked, "Then what happened to this paper?"
Jiang Ziyan also wondered, could it be that the warehouse of their paper mill was stolen?
But things need to be understood first, so he said to Cheng Jin: "Boss Cheng, I will never do such a treacherous thing, so please trust me, can you tell me the whole story, and we can discuss it together, Find out what's wrong."
Cheng Jin said: "The thing is like this. Yesterday afternoon, a boy in our shop went home for a temporary business. When he passed by Boguxuan, he heard someone said that their shop also sells plain paper, and the price is cheaper. After he came back, he told me about it, and I asked him to go again to find out the truth. If there are plain paper, let him buy some back.”
"The boy went there and saw that the shop was closed. He went there early this morning, and after queuing in, he saw that there was plain paper. I gave him three taels of silver, but I didn't expect him to spend only one tael I bought a knife for four dollars and brought it back."
"I saw that this is no different from the plain paper we sell. No, I came to see you early in the morning."
Jiang Ziyan carefully pondered what Cheng Jin said, and analyzed: "If the plain paper they sell is the same as what we sell, there are only three possibilities."
"Which three?"
"One is that the warehouse of our Jiangji Paper Mill that stores the plain paper was stolen, the other is that they stole our core technology for making plain paper, and the third is that they stole the inventory of your Xiangmozhai."
Upon hearing the third possibility, Cheng Jin immediately retorted: "The third is impossible. Before I came here, I made a special inventory. We have enough plain paper in the warehouse of our shop. And we don't have much stock in the warehouse. , but I heard from the boy that in Boguxuan's shop, there are a lot of plain paper on the shelves for sale."
Jiang Ziyan pursed his lips and said, "Then there are only the first two possibilities."
"Brother Jiang, which one do you think is the most likely?"
"Not big."
Cheng Jin was puzzled, "Why?"
"First of all, the warehouse of our Jiangji Paper Mill has been remodeled. I designed the drawings myself. There is not a single window on the wall. I am the only one who has the key to the lock on the door. Every time I go to fetch goods for you, they are the ones. Come to me to get the key. And if you took it to open the warehouse last time, it was four years ago."
"Then what if it was stolen four days ago, and it was sold in the shop after waiting for four days."
"No. The inventory will be counted after every supply, and the person who counts is 100% reliable. If the quantity is wrong, I must have known it long ago."
Cheng Jin was persuaded by him, and then asked: "What about the second possibility, why is it not very likely?"
"Boss Cheng doesn't know that there is a part of my core technology for making plain paper that no one knows. So even if they steal the technology, it is not a complete plain paper."
Jiang Ziyan is very sure that when he was developing bamboo paper, he thought about the last place for a long time and experimented many times before he successfully created the plain paper.This method is indeed only known to him, and even the veterans who are responsible for the practice are not very clear about what kind of raw material is added in the middle.
The two of them analyzed Datong, but they still couldn't figure it out.Cheng Jin was a little worried, and said, "Since neither of these two possibilities is possible, where did their plain paper come from?"
These words reminded Jiang Ziyan that his thoughts and subsequent analysis were all based on one foundation, that is, the plain paper sold by the other party came from them.
Bamboo paper is different from the previous hemp paper in that a special potion can be added to the hemp paper after it is finally pulped to make an anti-counterfeiting mark.But bamboo paper is not good, this kind of potion will affect the bamboo material, so I can't add it.
The question now is not whether it is anti-counterfeiting or not, but how they have such similar or even identical plain paper.
As for the possibility of the core technology being stolen, Jiang Ziyan directly ruled it out.
But what if the plain paper sold by the other party is produced by the other party's own paper mill, and the technology used is their technology?
Jiang Ziyan suddenly remembered that he spent a lot of time in the last step when developing plain paper.But apart from this last step, the front can also constitute a complete bamboo paper finishing technique, but there are great shortcomings.It is that the plastic ink is not very good, and it is not mildew-proof and easy to be eaten by insects.
He suddenly said: "I probably know the reason."
Cheng Jin was already worried and turned into a bitter face. Originally relying on the exclusive business of selling plain paper, the shop is now booming.If the other party also has Su Jian, then his calculation of the exclusive business will come to naught.
He is very clear about the market profit of plain paper. If the other party also starts selling plain paper, it will be a big loss for his shop.
When Cheng Jin heard Jiang Ziyan say that he understood the problem, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked, "Do you want to understand? What's going on here?"
Jiang Ziyan thought for a while, he already had a conjecture, but whether it still needs to be verified.
He said: "Boss Cheng, I need time to verify this idea. Don't worry when you go back. You will still sell your plain paper as normal. Don't change the rules or anything. You will sell it as you did before."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Cheng Jin replied, "How long will it take you to verify?"
"Half a month."
As long as he is given half a month, he will know whether this batch of bamboo paper is the same as the one he made before that failed.
"Okay, then if you have any news here, you must tell me in time."
"Don't worry about this. We are partners. In business, integrity is the most important thing. I still know this." Jiang Ziyan said.
At this point, Cheng Jin's heart has been relieved. At least Jiang Ziyan, a supplier, is still trustworthy.
"By the way, Boss Cheng, can you give me the sketch paper you brought today? I need to use it to verify my guess."
Cheng Jin nodded, "It's okay, if you need it, I'll give it to you, and I still have some."
"Okay, then thank you very much."
Jiang Ziyan looked at the sky, it was late in the morning of December, and Cheng Jin couldn't wait to rush over when it was still daylight.
Now that the sky was bright, Jiang Ziyan hadn't had breakfast yet, so he said, "Boss Cheng, haven't you had breakfast yet? Why don't you stay and eat together."
Cheng Jin refused, he was thinking about the business of the shop, and said: "No need, brother Jiang, there are still a lot of things in the shop, so I will leave first."
After sending Cheng Jin away, Jiang Ziyan's originally gentle face turned cold instantly. If his conjecture is true, then it can only be said that there is an inner ghost in the paper mill. Otherwise, how could the bamboo paper technology before this improvement be leaked out? ?
"Feng Ke, go to the paper mill in a while and ask Brother Zhang to come over after dinner, and tell him that I have something to discuss with him."
After Feng Ke agreed, Mother Sun came over and said that breakfast was ready, would she bring it to him.
Jiang Ziyan said: "No need, it's not warm here, let's eat indoors."
It's just that they are still in the same class. Fortunately, the two seats are far apart, and because Lin Zhao is tall, he sits in the back row, otherwise he will be killed by Shi Maocai's eye knife in minutes.
Ferocity is fierce, although Shi Maocai disliked Lin Zhao from the very beginning, but he finally stopped making troubles.
The academy returned to its former peace. The masters taught on time, and the students attended classes on time.
This morning was a big policy theory class, and writing policy theory was like writing a small composition. The master talked about it for a quarter of an hour, and asked them to take out the paper to practice on their own.
A class ended quickly, and when it was finally handed in, someone saw that the paper Lin Zhao used seemed to be a little different.
This man's family has some wealth. Fucheng recently produced a new kind of paper called Sujian, and his family's servants also brought him some.
Looking at it now, the paper left on Lin Zhao's seat is exactly the same as the paper he used, and it turned out to be plain paper.After submitting the policy, the man came down from the desk, walked to Lin Zhao, and said, "Lin Zhao, I can't see that you can afford plain paper."
It was the break time between classes. Hearing this person's question, everyone looked at him with concern.
Because Lin Zhao's food and clothing expenses are obvious to all, and they are far behind those who have a family background, but now looking at the thick stack of plain notes he left last night, it is unreasonable no matter how you look at it.
Lin Zhao glanced at the man, and didn't intend to explain at first, but thinking of all the things before, if someone said something unrealistic and splashed dirty water on him, it was not impossible.
He said: "This is paper made by my paper mill."
The man was surprised, and his voice became a little louder, "What did you say? Is this paper made by your paper mill?! My God, I can't believe it!"
Everyone in the class heard this, and their indifferent attitude towards Lin Zhao suddenly became enthusiastic. Just now that person looked down on others, but now he whispered flatteringly: "Then what, Lin Zhao , you see we are classmates anyway, can you bring me some more plain paper next time you go home? I will pay you according to the market price, how about it?"
But he heard from the servants at home that Su Jian is only sold once every seven days, and there is a purchase limit, so if you want to buy more, you can't buy more.I didn't expect that there was a hidden shortcut around me. If you are close to the water, you will get the moon first, so naturally you have to rush to get it.
Lin Zhao glanced at him calmly, and reminded: "The next time I go home is the New Year's Eve."
There are still more than two months until the end of the year, I'm afraid this person can't afford to wait.
Sure enough, he lost his mind a lot when he heard this, and he couldn't wait for Lin Zhao to bring him the paper from home.
Then he thought of something, and when he spoke again, the teacher from the next class had already come in, so he had no choice but to shut up.
There are only so few people in the academy, and stories spread quickly. After a few days, everyone knew that Su Jian was made by Lin Zhao’s paper workshop.
Shi Maocai also learned the news, he stared at Lin Zhao in the dark for a long time with cold eyes, and finally went back to the room.
Soon at the end of the month, on a two-day rest day, Shi Maocai went home.
You must know that in the previous year, he would only go back when he was on vacation. This time, for some unknown reason, he went back at the end of the month.
Naturally, Shi Maocai had something to do when he returned home. He couldn't kill Lin Zhao in the academy and even got into trouble. But ever since he found out that his family's paper mill was a paper mill for plain paper, he had another feeling in his heart. Some calculations.
Almost all the scholars in the city know about the fact that he lost the poem with Lin Zhao before, so he kept a low profile when he returned home.
But nothing could be hidden from his uncle. Scholars value reputation the most. Knowing that he had lost the poetry competition, his uncle came to the house and reprimanded him, probably telling her not to focus on competing with others all day long. In order to be strong and win, you must concentrate on reading and learning to become a master.
Shi Maocai agreed on the surface, but he was still thinking about how to bring Lin Zhao down.
The competition among merchants is always fierce, and it has only been a month now, and plain paper has become popular with Cheng Jin, which not only leads to a decrease in the traffic of other paper and ink shops, but also causes a backlog of goods for many suppliers.
The paper made by these traditional suppliers, that is, paper makers, has a big disadvantage, that is, it cannot be stored for a long time, and the paper is prone to mold and insects.
Now there is a large backlog of paper, and they are very anxious.So some people got a bad idea and wanted to find out which paper mill was supplying plain paper to Cheng Jin's Xiangmozhai. Starting from the supplier could solve the problem fundamentally, once and for all.
Shi Maocai found a supplier surnamed Wei from nowhere, named Wei Qiang, and revealed the information he found about Lin Zhao's home city west paper mill.
Wei Qiang's paper mill has been closed for several days, and there is still a large backlog of paper they produce in the warehouse, and they have to take it out to dry every few days, for fear that it will be ruined if it becomes moldy.
Suddenly someone found him and gave him an idea, if he could get the secret recipe for making plain paper, then why not sell the paper in his paper workshop!
----
Jiang Ziyan didn't take much care of the business of the paper mill recently, Han Yu managed it pretty well, and Zhou Xing was also very helpful.
I have to say that Zhou Xing's abacus is very good. He can calculate the income and expenses of the paper mill every month, and he never hides his secrets.Every month when he came to report the situation with Jiang Ziyan, he was very careful. Jiang Ziyan felt that Zhou Xing was a talent, and the money was raised twice for him this month alone.
Days passed, and it was already December in the blink of an eye.The temperature outside dropped by half as if it had been cut in half. Jiang Ziyan had always been afraid of the cold, so he had already put on a thick jacket.
He is currently researching a new kind of paper, and wants to make bamboo paper into the appearance of the flower and grass rice paper he has seen in his previous life.
I knew that some petals and rhizomes of flowers and plants need to be added in the process. In which step to add them directly, whether to use fresh stamens or dried flowers when adding them remains to be explored.
He looked through a lot of theoretical knowledge in the encyclopedia, thinking about making sense of the theory first.However, maybe you can refer to the making method of Wenxuan paper. Wenxuan paper has flowers and Yao flowers in it, and he also wants to add some flowers and plants to the bamboo paper. Maybe there are some reasons.
……
Someone knocked on the door early in the morning. Jiang Ziyan hadn't gotten up yet. He became more and more lazy in winter, especially in the morning, and didn't want to leave the warm bed at all.
Han Xiao knocked on the door of his room and said, "Mr. Lang, Boss Cheng from Xiangmozhai has come and said he has something urgent to see you."
When Jiang Ziyan heard that Cheng Jin was here, and he came so early in the morning, he couldn't figure out why he was in a hurry to find him.After all, now that the paper mill has expanded its staff, the supply of plain paper is sufficient.
He turned half his body sideways and said, "Let him wait in the lobby for a while, and I'll come later."
Jiang Ziyan hurriedly sat up and put on his clothes. He was afraid of the cold in winter, and he was afraid of getting up to wear cold clothes, so he put the clothes he took off next to his body into the bed the night before, and the clothes were hot when he woke up the next morning. .
At this time, he pulled out warm clothes from the bed and put them on. After fastening the belt, he put on a jacket inside, and put on a thick long coat outside, yawned and went out.
As soon as he opened the door, a gust of cold air rushed towards his face, blowing away his drowsiness in an instant.
As soon as he entered the hall, before he had time to sit down, Cheng Jin stood up eagerly and walked towards him.
Cheng Jin said: "Brother Jiang, didn't we agree at the beginning? It's also written in the contract. Unless you open your own shop, your plain paper will be supplied to my family this time. Why are you breaking the agreement and supplying to other companies now?" ?”
Jiang Ziyan looked puzzled, confused by what he said, and asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand at all. When did I supply the plain paper to other companies?"
Cheng Jin saw that he didn't admit it, and the fluke he held before coming here was gone, and a chill came to his heart instantly.
"Brother Jiang, we smart people don't speak dark words, do you dare to say that this is not just produced by your paper mill?"
Cheng Jin took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Ziyan.
Jiang Ziyan glanced at him, took the paper, opened it, and it was indeed the same as the plain paper in their house.
But combined with the responsibilities in Cheng Jin's words just now, it seems that this paper was not bought in Xiangmozhai.
Jiang Ziyan thought about his words, and said, "Boss Cheng, put the fire away first, I understand what you mean. I have read this paper just now, and it is indeed very similar to the plain paper produced by our paper mill. The feel is similar.
But I assure you with the reputation of our paper mill, this is not plain paper produced by our Jiangji Paper Mill.The plain paper produced by our Jiangji Paper Mill is indeed only supplied to your Xiangmozhai family. "
Seeing Jiang Ziyan's swearing, saying that he was sure and certain in his words that he had only supplied goods to his Xiangmozhai family, Cheng Jin couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.
On the way here, he thought that if the other party really broke his promise and violated the stipulations of the contract, although he could sue the government and ask the other party to pay him compensation, that also meant that the cooperation would come to an end.
Although he can get compensation, losing the business is the biggest loss.
At this moment, he calmed down and asked, "Then what happened to this paper?"
Jiang Ziyan also wondered, could it be that the warehouse of their paper mill was stolen?
But things need to be understood first, so he said to Cheng Jin: "Boss Cheng, I will never do such a treacherous thing, so please trust me, can you tell me the whole story, and we can discuss it together, Find out what's wrong."
Cheng Jin said: "The thing is like this. Yesterday afternoon, a boy in our shop went home for a temporary business. When he passed by Boguxuan, he heard someone said that their shop also sells plain paper, and the price is cheaper. After he came back, he told me about it, and I asked him to go again to find out the truth. If there are plain paper, let him buy some back.”
"The boy went there and saw that the shop was closed. He went there early this morning, and after queuing in, he saw that there was plain paper. I gave him three taels of silver, but I didn't expect him to spend only one tael I bought a knife for four dollars and brought it back."
"I saw that this is no different from the plain paper we sell. No, I came to see you early in the morning."
Jiang Ziyan carefully pondered what Cheng Jin said, and analyzed: "If the plain paper they sell is the same as what we sell, there are only three possibilities."
"Which three?"
"One is that the warehouse of our Jiangji Paper Mill that stores the plain paper was stolen, the other is that they stole our core technology for making plain paper, and the third is that they stole the inventory of your Xiangmozhai."
Upon hearing the third possibility, Cheng Jin immediately retorted: "The third is impossible. Before I came here, I made a special inventory. We have enough plain paper in the warehouse of our shop. And we don't have much stock in the warehouse. , but I heard from the boy that in Boguxuan's shop, there are a lot of plain paper on the shelves for sale."
Jiang Ziyan pursed his lips and said, "Then there are only the first two possibilities."
"Brother Jiang, which one do you think is the most likely?"
"Not big."
Cheng Jin was puzzled, "Why?"
"First of all, the warehouse of our Jiangji Paper Mill has been remodeled. I designed the drawings myself. There is not a single window on the wall. I am the only one who has the key to the lock on the door. Every time I go to fetch goods for you, they are the ones. Come to me to get the key. And if you took it to open the warehouse last time, it was four years ago."
"Then what if it was stolen four days ago, and it was sold in the shop after waiting for four days."
"No. The inventory will be counted after every supply, and the person who counts is 100% reliable. If the quantity is wrong, I must have known it long ago."
Cheng Jin was persuaded by him, and then asked: "What about the second possibility, why is it not very likely?"
"Boss Cheng doesn't know that there is a part of my core technology for making plain paper that no one knows. So even if they steal the technology, it is not a complete plain paper."
Jiang Ziyan is very sure that when he was developing bamboo paper, he thought about the last place for a long time and experimented many times before he successfully created the plain paper.This method is indeed only known to him, and even the veterans who are responsible for the practice are not very clear about what kind of raw material is added in the middle.
The two of them analyzed Datong, but they still couldn't figure it out.Cheng Jin was a little worried, and said, "Since neither of these two possibilities is possible, where did their plain paper come from?"
These words reminded Jiang Ziyan that his thoughts and subsequent analysis were all based on one foundation, that is, the plain paper sold by the other party came from them.
Bamboo paper is different from the previous hemp paper in that a special potion can be added to the hemp paper after it is finally pulped to make an anti-counterfeiting mark.But bamboo paper is not good, this kind of potion will affect the bamboo material, so I can't add it.
The question now is not whether it is anti-counterfeiting or not, but how they have such similar or even identical plain paper.
As for the possibility of the core technology being stolen, Jiang Ziyan directly ruled it out.
But what if the plain paper sold by the other party is produced by the other party's own paper mill, and the technology used is their technology?
Jiang Ziyan suddenly remembered that he spent a lot of time in the last step when developing plain paper.But apart from this last step, the front can also constitute a complete bamboo paper finishing technique, but there are great shortcomings.It is that the plastic ink is not very good, and it is not mildew-proof and easy to be eaten by insects.
He suddenly said: "I probably know the reason."
Cheng Jin was already worried and turned into a bitter face. Originally relying on the exclusive business of selling plain paper, the shop is now booming.If the other party also has Su Jian, then his calculation of the exclusive business will come to naught.
He is very clear about the market profit of plain paper. If the other party also starts selling plain paper, it will be a big loss for his shop.
When Cheng Jin heard Jiang Ziyan say that he understood the problem, his eyes lit up immediately, and he asked, "Do you want to understand? What's going on here?"
Jiang Ziyan thought for a while, he already had a conjecture, but whether it still needs to be verified.
He said: "Boss Cheng, I need time to verify this idea. Don't worry when you go back. You will still sell your plain paper as normal. Don't change the rules or anything. You will sell it as you did before."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Cheng Jin replied, "How long will it take you to verify?"
"Half a month."
As long as he is given half a month, he will know whether this batch of bamboo paper is the same as the one he made before that failed.
"Okay, then if you have any news here, you must tell me in time."
"Don't worry about this. We are partners. In business, integrity is the most important thing. I still know this." Jiang Ziyan said.
At this point, Cheng Jin's heart has been relieved. At least Jiang Ziyan, a supplier, is still trustworthy.
"By the way, Boss Cheng, can you give me the sketch paper you brought today? I need to use it to verify my guess."
Cheng Jin nodded, "It's okay, if you need it, I'll give it to you, and I still have some."
"Okay, then thank you very much."
Jiang Ziyan looked at the sky, it was late in the morning of December, and Cheng Jin couldn't wait to rush over when it was still daylight.
Now that the sky was bright, Jiang Ziyan hadn't had breakfast yet, so he said, "Boss Cheng, haven't you had breakfast yet? Why don't you stay and eat together."
Cheng Jin refused, he was thinking about the business of the shop, and said: "No need, brother Jiang, there are still a lot of things in the shop, so I will leave first."
After sending Cheng Jin away, Jiang Ziyan's originally gentle face turned cold instantly. If his conjecture is true, then it can only be said that there is an inner ghost in the paper mill. Otherwise, how could the bamboo paper technology before this improvement be leaked out? ?
"Feng Ke, go to the paper mill in a while and ask Brother Zhang to come over after dinner, and tell him that I have something to discuss with him."
After Feng Ke agreed, Mother Sun came over and said that breakfast was ready, would she bring it to him.
Jiang Ziyan said: "No need, it's not warm here, let's eat indoors."
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