It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1513 Why is he so fat?

“Yes, that’s the taste…”

Lao Cao sat cross-legged on the kang. Sun Jianping picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it into his bowl. "I calculated that a pig weighs 70 kilograms, with a meat yield of % and a meat-to-starch ratio of :. If this pig is stuffed into the feed port, nearly sausages will come out. Each sausage costs cents, which is nearly yuan. How much can a pig be sold for now?"

"Right now, the price for buying pigs is 45 cents per pound, so 180 pounds is only 80 yuan. After deducting the cost of water, electricity, labor, etc., we can earn at least 70 or 80 yuan!"

"That's not all. We also have pig bones, pig viscera, pig heads, hoofs...all of which can be sold for money!"

The smile on Lao Cao’s face became more and more intense!
Two cents is not too low, but it is not too high either!
The key is……

Half the profit!
What kind of business can bring such high profits?

"So how do you sell this thing after it's produced?" Lao Cao didn't mean to discourage Sun Jianping. Spending two cents on a small piece of bone-rolled meat would make anyone feel a little...

Distressed!

"I think we should use some connections and start selling on the train!"

"train?"

"Yes, you see the trains are running all over the place, and there are a lot of people. As long as they buy it, we don't have to worry about them not approving it!"

"But honey, we marked each one for 20 cents, but on the train it must be sold for 50 cents each?" Miss Qian knows how rip-off it is to buy things on the train!
"Isn't that better? The train sells for 50 cents, and we sell for 20 cents. When people see it, they think it's a great bargain and rush to grab more!"

Miss Qian blinked her eyes. It was indeed the case!

"The train... is that possible? They won't let us get on the train to sell it!"

"Uncle, what are you thinking? Remember the little cart on the train? We have to sign a contract with the railway company to supply them with goods for sale. We can't just go up there with a little basket and yell. They definitely won't give in!"

"That's right, it's such a hassle, and I won't be able to sell much anyway!"

Qian Huijun picked up a piece of pork ribs and chewed it slowly, looked at the angry old cat, and chuckled!
"But the railway company is not allowed to lower the price!"

"Let's suppress it. We don't expect them to sell goods to us. We will just lose money to gain publicity."

Supplying goods to the railway is just a part of the publicity. The reason why he doesn't advertise on TV is mainly because he is afraid!
Afraid of insufficient supply of pigs!

As long as the twelve ham sausage production lines and three canned food production lines are all started, not to mention hundreds or thousands of pigs, even tens of thousands of pigs can be processed!

But the swine fever a while ago caused widespread deaths and injuries to pigs in the surrounding counties and cities. Now only Nahe, under his jurisdiction, still maintains a pig inventory of nearly 100,000 heads. What if at the end of the year, other counties and cities raise the purchase price in order to cope with the peak of pork consumption and take away all the pigs in our county?
By that time, the advertising money has been spent and the brand has been established, but there is no product to supply to people, then wouldn’t the advertising be in vain?
For now, we have to follow his method and supply the railway on a small scale first, selling as much as we produce, and only when the pig supply chain is stable can we launch large-scale marketing activities!

He is relatively rational on this issue.

The old man picked up a piece of pork ribs and thought for a long time, "Jianping, what do you think we should do with the big bones if the meat is made into sausages? Should we just sell them cheaply?"

"The whole body of a pig is a treasure. Take the pig bones for example. They can be stewed to extract bone gelatin, or ground into bone meal. Anyway, they cannot be wasted!"

Sun Jianping talked freely, "As for pig's trotters, pig's heads and pig's internal organs, we can sell them to stewed meat shops, or we can open a stewed meat shop ourselves."

"That's right, pigs are good stuff, nothing is left!" Lao Cao smiled, "Do you remember when the production team handed over pigs, those guys treated us badly, taking bribes, deducting weight, and even when we sold a pig, we had to give them cigarettes and cannons, and we had to beg them!"

"That's right. My brother and I went to sell pigs and almost got into a fight with the pig collector!" Qian Huijun thought of that fat guy named Liu again!
Everyone is so thin, why does he eat so much to gain weight?
Is that even a question?
"That's good. From now on, we can just sell the pigs to our factory and get paid directly. We won't have to worry about the purchasing point anymore!"

"If we continue to do this, the food station will not be able to buy pigs from us. We'll see. You'll have to sue me when the time comes!"

"Then what should we do?" The old man was shocked. He had planned everything but forgot to take this into account!
"Damn it!" Sun Jianping snorted coldly, "Am I afraid of them? You can sue them wherever you want!"

"That's right, we men are not afraid of him!" Lao Cao thought about it and it was true. Jianping...has a strong backer!

Who dares to show off?
Early the next morning, Sun Jianping went to find Mr. Jiang Mingqi, carrying a bag of sausages. The old man was very well-connected in Hecheng, but when he saw these strange-shaped processed meat products, he was a little shocked!
What is this?

Rolling pin?

"The ham sausage is made with the machine my uncle gave me. It tastes good!"

Sun Jianping threw two sausages to Zhang Futian. Zhang Futian was smart. He tore open the outer packaging in no time, cut the sausage into small pieces with a knife, and placed them on the plate.

“It smells pretty good!”

Mr. Jiang picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, nodding, "Pure meat?"

"I added 20% starch, otherwise it wouldn't take shape."

"Very good, very good, a bit like the Qiulin red sausage in Harbin. How much is one of these for sale?"

"Two cents!" Sun Jianping held up two fingers. Old Master Jiang chuckled, "I think you are deliberately trying to ruin the Qiulin factory! Two cents? They sell a sausage for one dollar!"

"That can't be helped, our costs are kept low!"

Sun Jianping raised his eyebrows proudly!
Our ham sausage, while not unique to Scorpion Baba, is also very competitive in the country!

Whoever dares to go against me, I will make him understand why the flowers are so red!

"Oh, there are stickers on it. Chunhui Food, classic pork ham sausage..." The old man read out the words on a small piece of paper pasted on the red plastic paper packaging, "Factory address: No. 0001, Nahe County Industrial Concentration Zone..."

“It’s done very well!”

The old man gave a thumbs up and asked, "How much can be produced in a day?"

"Our factory has installed a total of 12 ham sausage production lines and three canned meat production lines, all of which are semi-automated. If all are in operation, we can process 100,000 tons or even 1 million tons of meat a year!"

"So the big factory?"

"Yeah!" Sun Jianping smiled and nodded, "You know my second uncle is a man who never does things in a small way. If he wants to do something, he will do it to the fullest extent!"

"That's right. Your second uncle is a big businessman...Okay, you leave the samples here. I'll go find the boss later and see if I can help you sell them on the train."

"Brother Jianping, have lunch before leaving!" Wang Yue'e led Xiao Xinhua out of the canteen. She was different from Liu Guiying. Liu Guiying left her child to the care of an old lady in order to sell clothes, but Wang Yue'e always kept her child with her no matter how busy or tired she was, so as not to cause trouble to the old lady.

"Uncle!" Seeing Sun Jianping, Xiao Xinhua rushed over with a cry and hugged his thighs, "Uncle, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

"Uncle misses you too!"

Sun Jianping picked up the little thing and pinched his little face. The child fully inherited the beauty of his grandmother and his mother, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and fair skin. He was prettier than most girls of the same age!

For a boy, being too beautiful is more of a curse than a blessing...

He took out a handful of coconut candies from his pocket and stuffed them into the little one's hands. The little one was so happy that he kept shouting, "Look, Mom, uncle gave me candies!"

"Just eat it if you give it to me!"

Sun Jianping sat down with little Xinhua in his arms and asked about the business of the boss and his wife. Wang Yue'e raised her eyebrows and said, "Is there anything else to say? The couple are really excited now!"

(End of this chapter)