Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

The East was once a country lacking chemical fertilizers.

In the past, we mainly relied on making do. When working together, we would try to get by. If fertilizer was allocated from above, we might just dig a hole and bury it, and then go back to report.

Once the household responsibility system was implemented, everyone rushed to buy fertilizer.

Then they discovered that during the season when fertilizer was needed, it was impossible to buy chemical fertilizer!

In one county, a representative even said at a meeting: "Whoever solves the fertilizer problem will be elected as the county head!"

Entering the 1980s, the fertilizer industry in the East formed a production pattern of large, medium and small enterprises, with output growing at a rate of 28 percent per year.

By 90, the East had surpassed the Soviet Union to become the world's largest producer of nitrogen fertilizer, and by 2005, it had surpassed the United States to become the world's number one producer of phosphate fertilizer.

This year is 93. Dongfang no longer lacks fertilizer and even has surplus fertilizer to export!

However, there are still not many international buyers actively seeking to purchase from us.

Laixi Fertilizer Plant.

“Mr. Amar, this is our fertilizer production line. We can synthesize one hundred tons of ammonium nitrate fertilizer every day.”

"The 10,000 tons of ammonium nitrate you requested is only three months' worth of our production. Please rest assured, we will prioritize your order."

Yang Zhaojun, the director of the fertilizer plant, greeted the foreign guests with a smile: "We still have two months' worth of inventory, so we can ship it to you in a month."

“Okay, this is just in time for our fertilization season. Our long-staple cotton is waiting to be fertilized.”

The client, named Amar, was a thin man with dark skin who didn't look like a big boss at all and spoke broken Chinese.

Behind him were two young men of the same skin color, both in their prime, with sharp eyes that shone brightly; they were clearly top-notch bodyguards.

Yang Zhaojun was overjoyed!

Ten thousand tons, that's a big customer!

Without any introduction from the foreign affairs department, they came to us on their own. It's like a windfall!

"Factory manager, a young man has come in. He says he wants to meet our foreign clients."

Just then, a worker rushed over and whispered something in Yang Zhaojun's ear.

Want to meet with foreign clients?

Are they sent by another fertilizer plant? Trying to steal our customers!

Yang Zhaojun's face darkened: "Get him out of here!"

“Mr. Amar, let me take you to the warehouse, and you will see the strength of our factory.”

Yang Zhaojun turned back and smiled again.

In reality, it's not about strength at all; it's just that their fertilizer sales are sluggish.

Amal nodded, and the group headed towards the warehouse.

Just then, a commotion broke out at the factory gate.

"Stop! Stop! You can't go in!"

"Quick, stop him!"

The shouts were mixed with the roar of motorcycles.

Everyone stopped and looked towards the entrance, where a gray motorcycle was speeding towards them!

It swayed left and right, dodging people who tried to stop it, while the rider kept shouting, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Quickly, protect our customers!" Yang Zhaojun shouted.

The other party is clearly here for overseas clients; we absolutely cannot let them steal our clients!

After Yang Zhaojun finished speaking, he stood in front of Amar.

The others reacted quickly and stepped forward to block the road with their bodies. Would the other party dare to run over them?

They didn't even dodge when it hit them; these foreign customers are their wages! They need to sell fertilizer to pay their salaries!

"Step aside!"

Just then, Amar suddenly shouted and impatiently pushed aside Yang Zhaojun, who was blocking his way, his eyes fixed on the speeding motorcycle.

A strange steel pipe was tied to the back of the motorcycle, as if it had a magical power that made Amar feel his breathing become rapid.

Yang Zhaojun tried to block it back, but was pushed aside again, so he dared not say a word, for fear of angering the foreign client.

Just then, the motorcycle came hurtling towards them and came to a sudden stop in front of them.

The rider took off his helmet, revealing a young face.

"Mr. Amar, fertilizer and steel pipes are a perfect match. I heard you came here to buy fertilizer, so I brought you our steel pipes!"

Yang Zhaojun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they weren't here to steal his fertilizer business, that was fine. But fertilizer and steel pipes were hardly a perfect match.

Amal concealed the shock in his eyes and regained his composure: "How can these two be used together?"

"Well, if you decide to buy our steel pipes, we will provide a matching solution to ensure your satisfaction."

“If your plan is reasonable, I will buy your steel pipes, the more the better!” Amar nodded.

"Well, it's actually quite simple. We just stuff the fertilizer into our steel pipes, and then..." Qin Chuan paused for a moment, "There are too many people talking, so why don't we find somewhere to talk?"

“Okay, let’s talk at our place!” Amal winked at the two behind him: “Let’s go! Back to the West Hotel.”

“Mr. Amar…” Yang Zhaojun said anxiously.

"Director Yang, let's talk about our fertilizer business when we get back," Amar said, getting into the Xiali taxi they had rented parked nearby.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Qin Chuan rode his motorcycle and sped away, following behind Xia Li.

Yang Zhaojun and the others were somewhat worried.

"Director Yang, do they really only sell steel pipes?"

"It should be. The fact that they came by motorcycle means they're not far away. They're most likely from the Laiyang Steel Plant nearby."

"How do you combine fertilizer and steel pipes? Is that tool for applying fertilizer?"

The steel pipe is filled with fertilizer, and the pointed end is stuck into the soil, just in time to spread the fertilizer.

Laixi Hotel.

The waiter watched in surprise as Qin Chuan carried the steel pipe and followed the foreigner in, but didn't dare to stop them, and just watched them enter the room.

After closing the door, Qin Chuan began to introduce the room.

"I'm going to fill this steel pipe with two different kinds of fertilizers. The first half will be filled with ammonium nitrate and other mixtures, such as sawdust or flour, or any kind of combustible powder. Fill about one-fifth of the length."

"The middle section is separated by a baffle, and the back half is filled with a mixture of white sugar and potassium nitrate."

Amar could understand. He came to buy ammonium nitrate, of course, to mix it with other powders to create something that could burn violently... that is, explode.

However, this was the first time he had ever heard of sugar and potassium nitrate being mixed together.

"These two mixtures need to be heated and melted in a pot, then poured into a cylinder to make a tubular solid propellant. Ignition is simpler; it can be started with a battery or ignited with a wick."

"The range is at least five kilometers, and if the propellant is of good quality, it might even reach ten kilometers..."

How do we solve the fuse problem?

"The fuse is also very simple. Just insert a nail into the tip, align it with the primer of the bullet placed upside down inside, and you have a very simple impact fuse!"

Qin Chuan laid the steel pipe horizontally and gestured towards the pointed end.