The spring breeze is pleasant, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, it is a good season for skewers and barbecue.

Chili noodles, cumin powder, goat meat, barbecue stove, fruit charcoal, plus red willow skewers...

It seems that there isn't any!

Lying in the yard and looking at the oak tree in the yard, Zhu Xianhai felt a pity.

It's a good weather for barbecue now.

If there was such a yard there in the past, we would definitely have a barbecue every time.

pity……

"Since you can't enjoy life, then do some serious things!"

Lying on the lounge chair, Zhu Xianhai grabbed a piece of grass from the grass again.

This looks just an ordinary weed. However, this is a Chinese herbal medicine. Of course, it is a bit unusual.

On the other side, this herb is under control, but who would have thought that in South America, weeds like this are everywhere.

How is this grass?

It's clearly money!

If it weren't for picking up the bottle of y-chip wine that day, he wouldn't have remembered that he could do that business.

...

"Where is Mr. Zhu?"

After knocking on the door next door, Buffett asked

"Master, Mr. Zhu is drinking tea in the yard."

Sophia replied.

Walking into the backyard, Buffett didn't notice that Zhu Xianhai was a little distracted and said.

"Sir, the equipment and raw materials you want are all ready, all of which are the best in Britain and the best in Buenos Aires. Also, I have told people to clean up the basement and make it your laboratory, and they are now installing those equipment."

Sitting there, Zhu Xianhai hesitated for a moment.

Do you really want to get involved in that industry?

Buffett asked again:

"Sir, why do you want so many equipment and raw materials? And those weeds, are they also medicine?"

"Grass? Oh, you mean this..."

Looking at Buffy, despite his chaotic mood, he forced himself to withdraw his mind and said.

“Do research.”

“What to study?”

Buffett asked another casual question.

"A new type of drug, I want to invent a drug that can treat many diseases."

Zhu Xianhai responded with a correct expression.

If he had not witnessed the backwardness of medicine in this era, he would have never thought of treating medicine. In addition to the "surgery" that is somewhat similar to the butcher, Europe has headaches, brain fever and other things, so he would sip two y-piece wine at any time.

Compared to Y-piece wine, it is still a real medicine to make money.

For now, getting involved in the pharmaceutical business may be a good choice.

In later generations, even the arms business may not necessarily make money than pharmaceutical companies.

In fact, the real profit-making industry in human history has never been a drug or an arms, but a medicine, because pharmaceutical companies have grasped the most basic instinct of human beings - wanting to live.

Of course, a successful pharmaceutical company must have its own ace products, which will make itself famous in one fell swoop.

Regarding this ace product, Zhu Xianhai already has a goal, one is the famous aspirin, which is the inconspicuous little white film, which has made Baia Company, a century-old large pharmaceutical company.

Of course, aspirin is just one option. Compared to it, Zhu Xianhai has another option.

And that option requires this herb.

"Do you remember what I said last time in the carriage?"

Zhu Xianhai asked.

"What did you say last time?"

"right,"

Nodded, Zhu Xianhai looked towards Europe.

"When you immigrate from Europe, you should know that those factories are the main source of wealth for various countries, and what do factories rely on to make money? Of course, it is workers and machines. As long as the machines have steam engines, water and coal, they can run continuously, but people cannot. So in those factories, workers have to work at least twelve hours a day."

"Twelve hours, what are you kidding!"

Buffett interrupted him and said.

"Do you think opening a factory is a charity? It takes at least sixteen hours to work, not even the time to use the toilet,"

Then he said in words that cannot be questioned.

"Don't ask me how I know, I've had such an experience. Sixteen hours, which is the least. Throughout the year, the factory will only be on holiday on the weekdays, and only half a day."

Well, I underestimated how those bad-hearted capitalists were. In sixteen hours, they were really enough... Well, there have been no good-hearted capitalists since ancient times, and they are all masters of street lamps.

"That happens, I ask you, what is your state of working for sixteen hours? Can you keep your normal energy and work continuously?"

"Is this possible? I am a human and not a machine. Do you know why I left the factory?"

Buffett said.

"It's because one time, while I was working in a factory, my friend slept, and then the machine crushed his hand. Later, although the doctor performed surgery on him, he still couldn't hold on to the surgery. Do you know, how much did the factory owner pay?"

Buffett asked back.

"I only paid 50 pesos in total! What do you think the factory owner said? In order to clean up the flesh and blood on the machine, the factory even suffered losses. My God, is it that workers are such a worthless thing in their eyes? So I left the factory, and that place was definitely not a person."

Well……

Unexpectedly, Buffett was such a story-producing person. Looking at his angry look, it is certain that he must have a deep hatred of capitalists.

However, it seems that he may not agree with what we are going to do next.

"that……"

Hesitated for a moment. Zhu Xianhai said,

"If we have something now that can make people more energetic and can make people work with sixteen hours of energy, would you say those factory owners buy it?"

"purchase!"

Buffett said loudly.

"If that happens, they will definitely buy it. Not to mention them, if I open a factory, I will buy it, but will there be such medicine in the world?"

Looking at Buffett's skeptical look, Zhu Xianhai pursed his lips.

What is certain is that that kind of medicine will definitely be welcomed by the unscrupulous capitalists of this era. Even the poor people in Europe and the United States must like that thing. They will do a miracle vigorously, who doesn’t like it!

If you don’t need the Dali Pill to earn tens of millions of pesos, let the European and American people experience the benefits of modern chemistry and medicine, I’m sorry for the years of university education!

Especially in the current situation, since opium wine can be sold in the streets in a grand manner, those white-skinned people don’t care about their own health at all, what can we care about?

When they were putting tablets into China one by one, did they ever think about the Chinese body?

I... that's for their benefit.

That's right, that's the reason!
Chapter completed!