My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 94 I just talk nonsense, you are like headless flies
Sure enough, Dong Xueying pinched her nose and cooked the whole basket of pig offal in different ways overnight.

Braising, stewing, stir-frying, cold dressing, stewing, and deep-frying.

The last two farm girls who were helping out in Shangzhou were also busy.

Mao'er assisted throughout the process, but he had some unpleasant words to say: "Sister Dong, the taste may not be good, brother, it's best to ask Third Sister Ha about things like taste. She can't cook, but she knows how to eat, and she's familiar with the chefs at Erye's restaurant."

The intention to sell out his third sister is obvious.

The young woman smiled gracefully. She wanted to cover her mouth but her hands were greasy, so she could only use her arms to cover it to look more graceful.

Weidong didn't dare to look at it any longer. He just sat beside the food with his child in his arms, leisurely like a landlord in the old society, waiting for the dishes to be served after they were ready. Shitou was also there, handing him chopsticks and serving him tea.

The taste was not even close to that of the time-honored braised dishes and stir-fried dishes. It was much worse than Dong Xueying's usual cooking skills for other dishes.

Cooking offal well does require special skills and experience.

Let Weidong decide: "I'll confirm the situation tomorrow. I'll buy another basket and go back to Baifeng Mountain to ask Li Erfeng about the effect of the pickled and cured flavors. I'll also bring in some more people."

He was called by the city as soon as he came back, so that night he asked the guys from Shangzhou to take a boat to Jiangzhou to help out at the restaurant. Anyway, there was someone to pick up the boat, so there was no need to worry about it getting lost.

But he had originally planned to wait until the last minute to let Erfeng know that Weidong had returned, but now he had to reveal the truth.

Dong Xueying couldn't help but laugh secretly again: "Then I'll come too, and take Xiaodie to see Grandma's hometown."

She really can't change her habit of using her daughter as a shield.

Weidong felt that it would be a good idea to have more shields.

When he met Ding Haifeng alone the next day, the young policeman could indeed see that Weidong's future was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people, so he nodded and agreed to let his wife participate.

Let Weidong distribute the work skillfully: "I know my limits. Sister-in-law's salary is definitely the best in Shangzhou, but it won't attract attention. For now, we'll start with 100 yuan. If we're profitable, we'll give you bonuses. You two just keep quiet. Let's start with a private food company, with sister-in-law, Dong Xueying, and my two fellow villagers as shareholders. Then we'll look for a food workshop and I'll figure out the food machinery."

Ding Haifeng must have pondered all night: "I still don't understand. Thousands of sets are sold every day. Even if you count all the braised food and preserved food stalls in the city, you still can't sell them all. And the country people can't afford them."

In an urban area with a population of more than 100,000, there are at most a dozen stalls selling braised dishes and preserved meats, and they only prepare a few items. Before the influx of rural people into urbanization, their consumption power was really average.

Didn’t the slaughterhouse leader say yesterday that all the offal noodles and pork liver noodles in Shangzhou City are now worthless?

A normal bowl of vegetarian noodles costs eight cents, noodles with minced meat and sauerkraut costs fifteen cents, and beef noodles costs eighteen cents. Only noodles with mixed vegetables and noodles with pork liver cost only one cent more.

I can't finish it at all.

Rang Weidong drove the car and pointed ahead: "Who said it's only sold in Shangzhou? If we make this thing delicious and sell it nationwide, is this amount still enough? Even this slaughterhouse can't make enough."

Ding Haifeng immediately realized the gap between him and the genius: "Huh?! Your thinking is indeed very broad. But how can we ensure safe transportation? Cured meat will also go bad, right? And bacon is easy to deal with, but can the cured offal be sold?"

Rang Weidong had already parked his car in front of the largest machinery factory in Shangzhou. "So I just came to see if our machinery factory with the strongest technical strength in Shangzhou can make a vacuum packaging production line."

The young policeman still racked his brains but couldn't figure out how vacuum packaging could guarantee that people all over the country would like to eat it.

There is no need for Weidong to explain how he managed to run a business of those finger-sized snacks. All he can say is that the senior masters were able to think of all these tricks and must have experienced many setbacks and failures before they finally turned a greasy sewage waste station into a gold mine.

The policeman's white uniform can serve as official evidence at this time.

The two walked into this main arsenal that specialized in manufacturing grenades during the Anti-Japanese War. Later, the main equipment was removed to the right bank, and then it was developed into the largest machinery factory in eastern Sichuan. The provincial management was even on the same level as Shangzhou. It was only last year that it was handed over to the city as a state-owned enterprise for management.

If the director of the Reform Commission Office sent by the city was not accompanied by a police officer, he would probably be dismissed with casual questions about the authenticity of the matter.

Weidong really looks too young.

Even Ding Haifeng could see the other party's impatient and somewhat angry attitude.

Rang Weidong didn't care about these details and only focused on asking, "I saw from the company directory that your factory has previously produced oil presses, lathes, grinders, hot presses, etc., so I came to ask if you can also produce vacuum packaging machines."

The other party was truly impatient. Thinking back to when they used to attend meetings at the provincial and municipal levels, they were always on equal footing with the city leaders. Now, they were reduced to sitting with a bunch of ordinary people from the streets and factories. Those who cared about these things, looking at this young "city cadre," were even more annoyed: "I've never done this before, so I don't know what's going on."

Rang Weidong just wanted to solve the problem nearby, and he remained calm and said, "Can we find a few technicians and engineers to hold a meeting? If the problem is solved, maybe we can produce several units every year and sell good equipment nationwide."

My mentality was broken and I was dissatisfied with everything: "You said it can be marketed nationwide? If it were that simple, the four modernizations would have been successfully built long ago."

Wei Dong still didn't get angry: "So what do you have to show off now?"

The other party hesitated for a moment before reluctantly saying, "Crusher, mixer."

After asking about the price, Weidong actually said, "Okay, let's buy two each, and then we can have a meeting to discuss the vacuum packaging machine, okay?"

The factory leader was finally impressed by this approachable attitude: "Really...really?"

Rang Weidong nodded and said: "Arrange to sign the contract immediately, pay the deposit and deliver the goods to the dock as soon as possible to pay the balance. Now let's have a meeting to discuss the vacuum packaging machine."

The tone has begun to become commanding.

The other party had no choice but to succumb to the ready-made order and immediately make arrangements in a vigorous and decisive manner.

The one who was shocked and had his cognition changed was actually the young policeman. Now he began to understand the gap between himself and the god-man.

Seeing the factory leader loudly making arrangements and calling people out, he whispered, "I admire you. I admire your attitude and approach to work. I hope to continue learning from you in the future."

Rang Weidong nodded. "We are all learning. Remember why we came here, and then we should focus on our goal. This is what I, You Qili, and some other extraordinary people have learned. They certainly have shortcomings, but isn't it the most common attitude to discard the dross and retain the essence?"

Ding Haifeng nodded seriously: "But most people can't solve the problem by buying a few devices. Do you really want to buy them?"

Rang Weidong hummed, "The sand and gravel shipped to the dock are actually all hand-hammered by the communes along the river. They vary in size and are of average quality. If we want to make money, every commune can buy a crusher. That would be a great upgrade, but it would also mean a lot of laborers would have no work to do. Only a few people would be needed to operate the crushers. So I bought two crushers in the city and filtered the ones delivered. When the various construction sites use them, they will gradually see that our quality is better."

The members of the task force must have kept a close eye on the sand and gravel transportation that has been in operation. Dong Xueying took over in the past few months and has been following Rang Weidong's model. The shipping price is the same as that of other sand and gravel sellers, and the purchase price is also similar, but the transportation cost from ship to truck is particularly high, and the profits are deliberately spread through this point to the large number of urban poor who live on the docks.

Not only did he win over the families of the freight yard and the porters, but he also established a good reputation among the transportation companies and surrounding neighbors. Workers from the construction company even asked their wives and children to come and earn some money.

It is really thanks to these scattered benefits that this unprofitable business has been able to continue to gain reputation and reputation.

Now that quality is the key to success, other companies engaged in sand and gravel business will probably be squeezed out slowly?
The young policeman thought the same thing: "Are you going to take control of the entire sand and gravel business in Shangzhou?"

Wei Dong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. "Do you think I'm someone who wants to make a small fortune? Look at the outside world and you'll realize how little this means. The same goes for buying a mixer. We can deliver the sand and gravel to your door, and we can also provide mixing services. Wouldn't that create more jobs? But be careful, the mixing business is likely to become a bully in the future."

More than a decade later, all parts of the country were frantically investing in real estate construction, which had evolved into the cement tanker and mixing station business. Many vicious cases of competing for this lucrative monopoly business occurred in Shangzhou, and the later deputy director often shook his head at such things.

Ding Haifeng could only try his best to think about why the mixing business was so dominant in the market, but he began to believe Wei Dong's statement that it was obvious that he could dominate the sand and gravel business just to allow more people to get some labor remuneration.

Rang Weidong really felt that it was just a few dollars, and it was the hard-earned money of so many women and children who worked hard. He would not feel at ease even if he earned it.

It is better to study the vacuum packaging machine.

Anyway, the young policeman was also confused. He sat next to them and couldn't understand how this porter could discuss things so clearly with the technicians and engineers.

Later, many families had vacuum packaging machines.

Even though Weidong knew that industrial use was definitely different from home use, he felt that the principles were similar.

"It should be a small plastic film bag. You pinch it like this, put it in and bite it, it will vacuum it... Heat it up and bite it, and it will seal it..."

The technicians and engineers all blinked their eyes. You say he doesn't understand, but he speaks very convincingly. How can he say he understands? That's not the way to work with industrial equipment.

But Weidong wasn't really aiming for capitalist efficiency: "It's almost enough. Hire a hundred workers, a hundred of these machines, and produce them... but that doesn't seem right. How much would a hundred machines cost?"

Anyway, it's a bit ridiculous, but it seems to be true.

(End of this chapter)