After saying goodbye to Lin Wei, Chen Feng returned to his room and took out his computer to search for where to buy hyperbaric oxygen chambers.
Soon, he found several medical institutions online selling them.
Prices ranged from 400,000 to 1 million.
Xingfeng Mining originally had over 4 million in working capital.The last time he bought guns, he spent 200,000 US dollars, which is over 1 million.
Although they had partnered with the government, they generally only paid after the first order was completed.And the first payment was only a little over 1 million. The ordered amount of Yan Yang Iron was small; only after the tank trials would a large order be placed.
In addition, the factory was currently undergoing expansion, which also required funds.
Fortunately, he wasn't under much pressure from bank loans, so maintaining the factory's operation wasn't a problem.
At this moment, Chen Feng felt poorer.
"It seems the plan to develop other industries can't be delayed," Chen Feng thought to himself.
The money earned from mining alone was still too little, and the money couldn't be earned quickly.
Many things in the world of the painting are not available in the modern world. Only by developing in multiple directions can one ensure they are not short of money and have more resources to utilize.
Chen Feng then ordered a one-million-dollar hyperbaric oxygen chamber online. If he was going to buy something, he would definitely buy the best.
Since it concerned his cultivation, he certainly couldn't skimp on the money.
After placing the order, he called to inquire about the delivery time. The other party informed him that it would be shipped the next day by air. They also asked Chen Feng if he wanted any other services, such as a dedicated assistant doctor.
Chen Feng immediately refused; he wasn't using the hyperbaric oxygen chamber to treat himself.
After settling things, Chen Feng went to the factory's production workshop.
Xingfeng Mining adopted a 24-hour work system, with night shift wages being twice as high as day shift wages.
Chen Feng's treatment was quite generous; he was always very generous to his workers.
The production workshop was brightly lit. Workers were putting the Flame Sun Stone into a high-temperature furnace to refine and separate the impurities.
At the same time, they were adding some other metals.The workshop supervisor immediately greeted Chen Feng upon his entry.
"Boss, what brings you here?"
The workshop supervisor, Old Zhang, had been working in mining for over a decade, joining Xingfeng Mining when it was first established.
"I came to check on production. Are you on the night shift too?" Chen Feng asked as he walked in.
Old Zhang smiled and replied,"Our factory is expanding production recently, and we just hired a new batch of people today. I was worried they wouldn't do a good job, so I came to keep an eye on things. Anyway, it's still early."
Old Zhang was very diligent, which was why Chen Feng paid him 20,000 yuan a month.
He didn't need to worry much about the workshop; Old Zhang managed the production well, and output was always a sure thing.
"Boss, you wouldn't believe it, the workers in our factory are incredibly motivated lately. Now everyone knows that the iron we produce is for the military."
Old Zhang's face was full of pride; in his view, contributing to the country was an honor.
Chen Feng nodded: "Have those people from the research lab came to the workshop?"
Old Zhang shook his head: "No, we deliver whatever they need. Today they only sent over some finished Flame Sun Iron. Secretary Li instructed us that we can't give them the ore or anything else."
"Hmm, if they want the ore, tell them to come find me."
Chen Feng felt much relieved. If Lin Wei were to study Flame Sun Stone, she would definitely discover that this ore doesn't exist in the modern world at all.
Currently, the transportation of Flame Sun Stone from the Scroll World to the workshop is all done in secret. The workers don't know what kind of ore it is; they just think it's iron ore.From the outside, Flame Sun Stone is no different from iron ore.
After inspecting the workshop, Chen Feng returned to the secret chamber and back to the world of the painting.
It was already late at night, and Xingfeng Sect, like Xingfeng Mining, was working overtime.
Mortal miners were placing the Flame Sun Stones they had dug onto the conveyor belt.
"Sect Master!" Wang Hu approached.
He had been watching the miners work in Xingfeng Sect, a task that could have been delegated to others, but Wang Hu was worried and came himself.
He knew these ores were very important to Chen Feng.
"Have the items from Black Wind Stronghold's treasury been delivered here?" Chen Feng asked.
He had previously seen the inventory of Black Wind Stronghold's treasury; it contained a lot of items, including wealth accumulated by Black Wind Stronghold in recent years and valuable goods obtained from robbing passing caravans.
"Liu Qian has already sent them over; they're at the sect headquarters."
"Hmm, let's go take a look."
Chen Feng then followed Wang Hu to the sect headquarters, which was currently undergoing expansion.
New buildings were being constructed there as well.
Chen Feng and Wang Hu went straight to a room in the sect headquarters. A dozen or so martial artists guarded the door.
Upon seeing Chen Feng, they immediately bowed.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
These men were originally bandits from Black Wind Stronghold, but had now joined the Xingfeng Sect.
Chen Feng didn't recognize any of them; he couldn't even remember which were originally Xingfeng Sect members.
After all, they were just tools, disposable at any time, and he wouldn't bother remembering them.
Chen Feng nodded in greeting.
Entering the room, they found it filled with boxes. Several small boxes on the left contained gold.
The other side held various other items: fine weapons, various martial arts techniques, and bottles and jars of pills.
Chen Feng didn't look at the gold or the techniques, but instead went to the cabinet displaying the pills. There were over a dozen types of pills there.
The most numerous were small green bottles containing healing pills—the most commonly used type.
These pills are extremely effective when taken for external injuries, and there are hundreds of bottles of them here.
Wang Hu then took out a bottle of pills with a black bottle and said,"Sect Master, these are Life-Sustaining Pills, the same innate-level pills we took before. I didn't expect there to be six bottles here!"
Chen Feng took the black bottle and smelled it; it was indeed the same as the ones they had taken last time.
Each bottle contained ten pills, which was quite a life-saving item.
In addition to healing pills and life-sustaining pills, there were also some pills for martial arts cultivation and pills for increasing physical strength.
Chen Feng asked,"What is the cost of these healing pills? How are they manufactured?"
Chen Feng had already planned to create a pharmaceutical company in the modern world, starting with selling these healing pills.
It wouldn't work to release overly powerful pills all at once.
These healing pills were undoubtedly the most suitable, and their effects weren't too overpowered.
With his connections with Liu Mu and others, he wasn't afraid of anyone causing trouble.
Wang Hu hadn't expected Chen Feng to ask such a question. He shook his head:"I don't know about that. I only recognize the pills; as for how to manufacture them, you'd have to ask the alchemists. It seems there are a few sects in Hengduan Mountain that specialize in making pills and medicines for profit; you could ask them."
"Okay, have Liu Qian call the sect leaders of those sects over tomorrow."
Since Chen Feng was determined to do it, he should start immediately; the new industrial chain needed to be launched quickly.
(End of Chapter)