My Realistic Simulation Game

Chapter 81 Trade Department, Military Orders
For the next week or so, Moscow and the entire Soviet Union were immersed in the golden wave of the "Far Eastern Kvas".

Goods were shipped out of the warehouse like a flowing river; boxes of plastic bottles of kvass with eye-catching logos quickly filled the shelves of major Soviet cities through state-run department stores and sales networks at all levels.

Under the command of Liu Changhe and Zhong Zhaomin, the Khabarovsk plant operated at full capacity, with three shifts running 24 hours a day. During this period, a new batch of concentrated pulp and finished products were transported to Moscow by rail.

Among them, the newly delivered 300 tons of concentrated raw pulp became Qin Yuan's strategic reserve.

Some of this raw kvass was quickly diluted and bottled into bulk kvass, which was then sold by ten eye-catching yellow vending trucks that continued to circulate through the streets and alleys of Moscow, generating buzz and sales at a friendly price of 1 ruble per cup.

The other part became a powerful tool for Qin Yuan to expand into a wider market.

Soon, an unexpected "big customer" came knocking on our door – the Soviet Ministry of Trade!

"Mr. Qin, hello!" An official from the Ministry of Trade, carrying a briefcase, spoke politely but with an air of unquestionable official authority. "Your company's 'Far East Kvass' has caused a huge sensation in Moscow and even throughout the country."

"The local supply and marketing cooperative system has collected a large number of people's needs and hopes to be able to buy this ethnic beverage in grassroots stores."

He handed over a document: "After research, the Ministry of Trade has decided to purchase 500 tons of concentrated kvass from your company for blending and supplying to the national supply and marketing cooperative network."

Before I even went to the supply and marketing cooperative, its directly affiliated unit came to me.

Qin Yuan was secretly pleased. He took the document and quickly scanned it.

The purchase volume was huge, but the payment terms stated "six months on credit".

Qin Yuan frowned.

Credit sales?

In the late Soviet Union, with its economic collapse and rapid devaluation of the ruble, selling on credit was practically giving it away for free!
“Thank you for the Ministry of Trade’s trust and support,” Qin Yuan said, his expression unchanged but his tone unusually firm. “However, the production and transportation costs of 6 tons of concentrated pulp are huge, and the six-month credit period is too much of a financial burden for a small company like ours.”

The trade ministry official frowned slightly: "Mr. Qin, this is a procurement within the national plan..."

“Purchases within the plan also need to follow market rules,” Qin Yuan interrupted calmly. “We are very willing to supply goods to the national supply and marketing cooperative network, but we hope to settle accounts in a more flexible manner.”

"For example, bartering..."

"Barter?" The official was taken aback.

“Yes,” Qin Yuan said confidently, “the production line in Khabarovsk needs a lot of diesel as an energy source, and the factory expansion and equipment maintenance also require high-quality steel.”

"If the Ministry of Trade can provide diesel fuel and steel permits of equivalent value, we can arrange shipment immediately and guarantee supply!"

The trade ministry official hesitated for a moment.

Diesel fuel and steel are both strategic materials that are strictly controlled by the state, but compared to paying for potentially devalued rubles, exchanging them for these goods seems... not so unacceptable?

Moreover, the whole country is now paying attention to this "national beverage," and meeting the needs of grassroots supply and marketing cooperatives is also a political task.

Ultimately, after some bargaining, the Ministry of Trade agreed to Qin Yuan's proposal.

Five hundred tons of concentrated crude oil were exchanged for a diesel fuel license sufficient to power the Khabarovsk plant for a whole year, as well as a license for a batch of high-quality steel worth a considerable sum. Qin Yuan immediately and quietly sold the steel license on the Moscow black market for dozens of times its original price, making a fortune!
The diesel fuel was transported directly to Khabarovsk, solving the factory's energy bottleneck.

Moreover, taking advantage of the fact that the Ministry of Trade needed his help, Qin Yuan also put forward several additional conditions.

One request was for the Ministry of Trade to coordinate with the railway authorities to grant Far East Kvass Company a free transport capacity of 100 wagons per year!
Another measure was that the Ministry of Trade coordinated with the Moscow city government to secure a 2000-square-meter warehouse in the city center and ensured that the warehouse's goods would not be requisitioned by the local government!

These seemingly demanding conditions were all met without any obstacles, thanks to the halo of being a "national beverage" and the Ministry of Trade's eagerness to complete the task!
Qin Yuan understood that this was probably not just due to the power of the Ministry of Trade.

Clearly, the positioning of "Far Eastern Kvas" as a symbol of Slavic national identity has attracted the attention and tacit approval of higher-level figures.

While Qin Yuan was busy handling large orders from the Ministry of Trade and internal affairs, Natasha's father, banker Ivanovich, arrived again at their warehouse in the eastern suburbs of Moscow, accompanied by an officer in a crisp military uniform with epaulets indicating a high rank.

Qin Yuan naturally understood that this was an inevitable result of the huge sensation caused by Far Eastern Kvass in the Soviet Union.

"Qin, this is Colonel Sergei Petrovich," Ivanovich introduced with a smile.

Colonel Sergei was tall and had a resolute face and sharp, eagle-like eyes, exuding an aura of seasoned warriors.

He extended his hand: "Mr. Qin, it's an honor to meet you. We are from the Senets base in Solnechnogorsk."

Qin Yuan was shocked!
He wasn't a military enthusiast, but he had heard of the name Senets Air Base.

That was the core training and base of one of the Soviet Union's most elite special forces—the CCO!
Located 65 kilometers northwest of Moscow, it is heavily guarded and is one of the most secretive forces in the Soviet military!

This fact was later revealed; he learned it from a popular science article online.

But now, I've actually seen the real person.

"Colonel Sergei, hello!" Qin Yuan immediately realized the other party's importance and shook hands solemnly. "Welcome to Far East Kvass."

“Mr. Qin,” Colonel Sergei said directly, his voice deep and powerful, “our base’s commanders and soldiers have a very high opinion of your company’s ‘Far East Kvass’.”

"It's refreshing and thirst-quenching, invigorating, and...without the hassle of alcohol, making it perfect as a daily drink for the troops."

He paused, looking directly at Qin Yuan: "We hope to establish a long-term and stable supply relationship. The base consumes a considerable amount of supplies daily. In addition, some special missions and troops conducting field training also need portable and easy-to-store beverages."

Military order!

And they came from the most elite special forces!
Qin Yuan was overjoyed. This was not only a huge business opportunity, but also an unparalleled talisman!
"Colonel, please rest assured!" Qin Yuan promised without hesitation, "It is our honor to serve the warriors of the CCO!"

"Supply guarantee is absolutely no problem! We can even specially customize a batch of high-concentration, portable-packaged 'military-specific version' kvass for the troops!"

“Very good!” A hint of satisfaction flashed in Colonel Sergei’s eyes. “I will have my adjutant send over the detailed list of requirements later. Also…”

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of deeper meaning: "I've heard that your company has encountered some...minor troubles regarding warehousing and transportation security?"

(End of this chapter)