Chengying looked at the ice emperor guarding the noodle press and decided to grant more funds to Zhou Xiaoling later. Otherwise, the ice emperor''s four-dimensional stomach blocked the exit and could not let a spicy strip leak out.


    "Xiao Ling! I can call you that! " Chengying used a language used by superior leaders to inspect the grass-roots level. Without waiting for Zhou Xiaoling''s answer, she continued: "what''s the prospect of your spicy export?"


    "Thanks to the Duke''s formula, the export prospect is good, because it''s just ordinary pasta, the preservation time is longer, and the price can be relatively low. Even if the family is not particularly rich, sometimes they buy a bag for dinner, which can still be sold on the whole."


    "Is that so? Overseas purchasing power is still a little low. We have to help them develop, or we won''t have to cut leeks. " Chengying touched his chin and said, according to his previous life''s understanding, this kind of thing should be affordable even for children. According to Zhou Xiaoling, this kind of situation can only appear in his territory. Ordinary people in other countries are too poor.


    "Well, cough... We need to give them support! It''s so unpleasant. Your hearts are dirty when you play with money. " The ice emperor swallowed a big mouthful of spicy strips. It seemed that he choked and coughed.


    Zhou Xiaoling put Lolita on the ice emperor, so he could casually make complaints about the Duke''s little Lori, even if she had never seen it before.


    "There''s no way! It''s like if you want to trade with a group of primitive people, there must be something you can trade! No matter how good your goods are, there is only a pile of bone dregs opposite. You can''t change anything.


    It sounds hypocritical to say that money is useless, but for the country, it is like this. Money is just a symbol. The real key is people. We say that we are exploiting the whole continent, but ordinary people are only exploiting money, and we look more far-reaching. What we exploit is the labor force of the whole continent. "


    As Chengying said, he stuffed a group of spicy strips into his mouth. Although he was instructing the country, he couldn''t help but find a little feeling of sitting on the school steps when he was a child. While boasting with his classmates and forcing his sword soul to brush a mechanical cow, he was directly inhaled by the spicy strips.


    "So what are you going to do?" The ice emperor puffed his cheeks like a little hamster hiding food in his cheek pouch.


    "Support some of their production tools. Although some people in our territory have begun to use animal drill planters and even combine harvesters, it''s hard to say whether there can be an iron agricultural tool abroad. Anyway, after the industrialization of steel-making, we don''t need the iron of hoes and plowshares."


    The ice emperor nodded slightly. The total area of the Duke of tulips is actually small, close to 500000 square kilometers. It seems very large, but in the previous life of the film, that is, the area of a province. Under the leadership of the film, which inherits the will of the crazy devil of infrastructure construction, the progress of urbanization is fast.


    Before long, the self-produced food in the territory will not be enough. At this time, it is not a big problem to sell some farm tools to overseas countries.


    "Well... Duke, shouldn''t iron... Be a strategic resource? Even farm tools can easily become weapons as long as they are forged again! " Zhou Xiaoling dared to speak.


    "That was true before." Chengying smiled: "there is no iron ore near your village, so you may not know how we make iron now." With that in mind, the photographer used jinghuashuiyue as a holographic projector to project the scene of the newly built steelmaking plant in the air.


    The endless conveyor belt sends an endless stream of ore to the factory. After beneficiation, calcination, it is transformed into powdery raw materials and then poured into a blast furnace like a towering tower.


    At the other end of the blast furnace, blazing white molten iron flowed. After being processed by tools, it turned into fiery red steel plates and ingots. Each ingot was enough to create unknown number of agricultural tools. The molten iron flowing like blood somehow made Zhou Xiaoling feel full of power and beauty, and fell into a dull for a time.


    "Many people do not realize that they have the power to shake this era, but this does not mean that they will never see it. One day, when someone holds the banner of blood to deprive them of the fruits of their labor, this power will really show up and shake the continent."


    Even for the film, every time I see such a scene, I feel like blood boiling. This is the rolling of productivity and will be the rolling of economy and culture in the future.


    "Once strategic materials are still strategic materials, but the order of magnitude of this strategic level has changed. Steel is always strategic materials, but even if other countries are given a hand with agricultural tools, they can''t spell a battleship."


    Chengying didn''t say that the waste steel he used to launch rockets these days is almost enough to give everyone on the mainland a farm tool.


    "Big... Sir, do you want to continue to annex other countries?" Zhou Xiaoling thought she might have seen something terrible.


    The photographer shook his head: "how could it? I''m a pacifist! "


    The ice emperor, who was eating spicy strips, muttered vaguely: "as long as you are still a pacifist, are you a nuclear pacifist!"


    Zhou Xiaoling completely didn''t understand the difference between the two peace, but she couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief. If there was a war, her business would definitely be affected. People''s minds turned quickly when considering their own interests.


    Chengying just looked at her and smiled without saying anything. In the avalanche, no snowflake was innocent. When he raised the butcher''s knife called economy, it was not just him who would stick blood on his hands. As his minions, Zhou Xiaoling undoubtedly participated in the "massacre", but she didn''t realize it.


    In fact, the film can also use some more damaging moves. For example, the beautiful flower named poppy he found overseas just let Clivia dye blood. This is the bottom line he can accept. Sucking blood with that kind of thing will not only dirty his hands, but also his heart


    "Not to mention this, is your spicy food retail or wholesale supermarket abroad?" The film changed a topic.


    "Supermarket... Do you mean that you insist on opening one store in every city in the mainland? If so, most of the overseas exports go the way of supermarkets. "


    Zhou Xiaoling doesn''t know why the film studio asked this question. It''s strange that the Duke managed everything every day and found her as a small businessman.


    "Nothing. I just want to know how the supermarkets are developing. They look good. There''s still some time today. Let''s leave first." With that, he left a note with his seal. This thing was equivalent to a check for him. With his seal, as long as it was in the Duke''s collar, paper could also be used as money.


    "Eh? Where are we going? "


    "Go to Xingluo city."


    [to be continued]


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