Chapter 1707

Noon.

At home.

Qiujie has been here for three years. Qiujie has never been here. In fact, it's also normal. This is the student's family. Tang Qing doesn't hold much banquets when he's having a birthday, usually just a few.

That's right.

People in both dormitories are there, too.

"Lost, lost."

Qiu Jie shouts.

"Headmaster Qiu, it's not a loss. I've got it." Zeng Rou said carelessly that after more than a month of internship, she felt that she was "eating bran and swallowing vegetables" every day, and she would make up for it these days.

And.

"It's made from transcripts."

Zeng added.

Now.

The news has spread. The group has not publicized it, but it has not covered it. The world's major media are reporting on it. There are numerous rumors among the people. When she heard about it, Zeng Rou chose to shut up.

Short mouth.

We can't boast that Tang Qing was eating it several years ago.

You know.

In recent years, even the store in Qingyan city has sold a limited variety of fruits and vegetables, but in Tangqing, the variety is many times that of the store. Besides fruits and vegetables, there are spices and meat.

This is it.

It's not for her to show off.

"Transcripts, good stuff!"

Qiu Jie sighed.

The whole world is cracking, but no one succeeds. Some people say it's made by magic. Some even say it's alien technology. To this, Qiu Jie doesn't believe any of them, so people like to think blindly.

Don't understand.

I don't know.

I like to push the mysterious things.

Or aliens?

Just kidding.

If this is true, that is the big thing. On behalf of the aliens who have come to the earth, they still leave behind the "orthodoxy". If this is true, Myanmar can't fly to the sky, crush everything and rule the world?

Ha ha.

I think so.

"This time, they're going to send it again." Zhong Liang Dao.

"Big hair."

"The first batch of modulation liquid is only 10 billion yuan, which means that the transcription medium is not enough, but I have no doubt that their production of modulation liquid will increase dozens of times next year." Said Zeng rou.

"Why?"

"Oasis,"

"hmm?"

"The consumption of oasis is so large that people have not produced it? Unless there is a shortage of raw materials, it can be solved if the Bank of Myanmar group pushes the group out. "

"It makes sense."

"Terrible."

"How much money do they have to earn to be reconciled."

"If you say that, who cares about money? This company doesn't want to support tens of thousands of people, but hundreds of thousands, millions or even tens of millions of people. It needs to support a country."

Zeng judo.

A company.

Earn tens of billions, envy others.

But in a country with a population of tens of millions, tens of billions is not enough. The company does not need to consider building bridge roads, but people are different. A few airports and railways can eat up the money.

Let alone tens of billions.

Hundreds of billions.

Trillions.

A country of this size can consume it.

"Will the cost of this kind of food be reduced if it is produced on a large scale?"

"Yes."

"How much can it go down to?"

"Depends on the dosage."

"If we use all the mixing liquid, the cost is high, but if we mix water and fertilizer, we can produce different taste grades of fruits and vegetables, which is the data provided by a foreign laboratory."

"That is to say, an apple has five yuan and one jin, and ten yuan, fifteen yuan, fifty yuan and one jin. In a word, there will definitely be vegetable and fruit grades for the amount of mixing liquid in the future."

"I think the highest yield ratio is to cultivate ingredients. First, the amount of ingredients is less than that of staple food. Second, the taste is heavy, which can effectively improve the quality of dishes."

Tang Qing said lightly.

Cost.

It's hard to make a lot of money by investing in fruits and vegetables.

But.

Seasoning has a chance.

"Good idea. I want to start my own business with this."

Zhong Liangxing is full of vitality.

"Don't think about it. The concoction liquid is sold out this year, and it will be more popular next year. The core technology is in people's place, and the product purchase threshold is low. If you do it, you will know what it is called a fool's eye when you sell it."

Sit face to face.

Zeng Rou poured a basin of cold water without hesitation.

Selling ingredients?

It's a good business, but it depends on the situation. It's not exclusive. You are a student of finance, a car seller at home, and you want to invest in agriculture. Isn't that bullshit? She is too rich to think.

Other agricultural investments.

Buy the land.

Recruitment.

Learn technology.

We can also have output at any time. Even if we take a detour, we can find out experience through summary and consultation, and then we can slowly return to the right track. But this thing, without mixing liquid, is empty.

This technology.

It's terrible.

Only at the national level can we keep them.

Myanmar is weak.

But after all, it is a country, tens of millions of people, and all conspiracies can be solved through national power. "I'm curious about the second country that has developed transcripts."

Said Zeng rou.

"The United States."

"China."

"Island countries."

“。。。”

People guess.

"Guess it doesn't make sense."

"Transcripts may have nothing to do with technology or luck, or they won't appear in an agricultural country a few years ago where bullets couldn't be made before."

"Therefore, all countries are not very alert to it. Without fists, everything is empty. Therefore, all major countries are so calm because they believe that they are lucky enough to get it out."

Qiu Jie also joined the discussion.

"It makes sense."

"But"

Listen to them. Tang Qing drinks in silence. As the owner of the technology, he is embarrassed to listen. Because the guess based on the "unknown" doesn't make much sense. It depends on luck?

No way.

He can't synthesize this thing.

Can only be extracted.

In nature, there is no matter of acquaintance. I'm afraid I'm going to white my beard.

"Tang Qing, do you want to work hard to crack it?"

"Not interested."

Tang Qing waved.

What's wrong with this Kung Fu.

"It's also true that you prefer to make physical objects. Whether it's painting or sculpture, it's too difficult to study this. If you succeed, it will also make your uncle difficult." Zeng Rou nodded, but Tang Qing didn't do the best,

did it.

If successful.

But it's no small trouble to break Myanmar's National Games.

"That's right."

"Success is expected to attract covetousness and trouble. There is no benefit at all."

"Well."

。。。

Afternoon.

Three o'clock.

The latest download data of the front page is 2.7 million yuan. The goal of the business department is to break through 3 million yuan on the first day. It seems that it is not far from completion. Tang Qing is very satisfied.

Although.

This achievement.

It's hard for him to get excited, but it's also fun to see familiar products appear. Next, Tang Qing doesn't pay much attention to the application apps that are popular in the past.

Sharing economy.

Take out fresh food.

Taxi currency ring.

Trouble.

Just one word.

Let Ali and Penguin compete. Anyway, he owns more than 40% of the shares of the two companies. What Tang Qing wants to do is to start his own industrial upgrading.