Three days after the meeting ended, the official approval document from the Administration for Industry and Commerce was delivered to Xiushan Industrial's store.

Initiators and council member units: Xiushan Industry, Provincial Health Products Factory, and Provincial Pharmaceutical Corporation.

The quality standards are formulated and implemented by the laboratory of the Provincial Pharmaceutical Corporation.

Monkey Three burst in from outside, his voice quite loud.

"Sister-in-law, has the approval come through?"

Lin Xiulan smiled and nodded, then straightened her expression.

"Next comes the time when we really have to spend money and effort."

The first thing the association did after its establishment was to distribute the pie.

The twelve prime stalls left behind after the collapse of Heilong Trade were divided equally among the three companies according to the rules set by Lu Qingshan.

Xiushan Industry acquired four units, all in the best locations, in the middle of the market.

Guo Haipeng obtained four channels.

Qian Shouyi obtained four channels.

Lin Xiulan, along with Chen Meili and Hou San, took the handover documents from the Industry and Commerce Bureau to take over their four stalls.

There's always a gap between reality and imagination.

As the roller shutter door opened, a whiff of air mixed with musty and rancid smells rushed out.

The shelves were crooked and covered with a thick layer of dust.

The ground was greasy and slippery, as if half a bucket of cheap soybean oil had been spilled on it.

The roller shutter door of one stall was completely rusted shut; even three people working together couldn't open it.

At another stall, electrical wires protruded from the wall, their dark ends dangling in mid-air.

Monkey Three cursed, "That bastard Wei Biao uses a place that's like a pigsty."

Chen Meili frowned and quickly calculated in her notebook.

"Sister-in-law, if we renovate all four stalls, replace the shelves, rewire, and redo the walls and floors, it will cost at least 1,200 yuan."

Lin Xiulan looked at the mess.

"There's no need to skimp on this; it's about our reputation. If we're going to do it, we'll make it the cleanest and most standardized stall in the provincial capital."

The stall needs renovation, but the goods can't be sold out.

Lin Xiulan did some calculations under the lamplight that night.

With four new stalls, plus the existing large state-owned customers, the monthly supply needs to jump from 20,000 jin to 80,000 jin.

It quadrupled.

Meanwhile, in Hongshi County, Li Erniu and his men, even considering all the stock in Hongshitun and Baihuatun, could only collect a maximum of 40,000 jin per month.

The gap is more than half full.

She dialed Lu Qingshan's number.

Lu Qingshan has returned to work at the forest farm.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a quick solution.

"I will expand the scope of my purchasing when I return to the village."

"Let Li Erniu not only collect goods from Hongshitun and Baihuatun, but also from Songlingtun and Liuhetun in the surrounding area, and bring the scope in."

"I'll call Director Li later and ask him to coordinate two more vehicles from the forestry team to run specifically to these new villages and increase the number of transport trips."

Lin Xiulan took notes rapidly on the other end of the phone, the pen scratching across the paper.

She looked up and asked the most crucial question.

"How can we guarantee the quality of local produce from newly included villages? What if someone tries to pass off inferior goods as superior ones..."

"Send Li Erniu to each village to personally inspect the first batch of goods." Lu Qingshan's voice was unwavering.

"Establish a rule: if something doesn't meet the standards, it will be returned, and the village will be removed from the list. There will be no second chance."

Lin Xiulan oversaw the stall's renovation three times a day.

She personally oversaw everything from how many coats of paint to what kind of wood to use for the shelves.

Five days later, the four new stalls looked brand new.

The snow-white walls and the gleaming wooden shelves, along with the newly installed lights overhead, illuminated the entire stall as bright as day.

The most eye-catching thing is the brand-new wooden signboard above the door of each stall.

The inscription above is in clerical script, with four large characters engraved on it.

"Xiushan Mountain Products".

On the first day of business, Lin Xiulan had the best batch of goods placed on the shelves.

The dried wood ear mushrooms collected from Hulin Town are thick and have a good color.

The pine nuts transported from the foot of Changbai Mountain are plump and glossy.

Wild hawthorn berries produced in Hongshi County are sweet and sour and delicious.

Next to each item was a small card with the place of origin and a promise written on it.

"Tenfold compensation for counterfeit goods; double refund for short weight."

Wholesalers and retail shop owners who come to the market to buy goods are all attracted by these four bright and clean stalls when they pass by.

Throughout the day, people came in droves to inquire about prices and inspect the goods.

That afternoon, the accounts were tallied, and the total sales of the four new stalls on the first day exceeded 800 yuan.

In the afternoon, Guo Haipeng's secretary and Qian Shouyi's secretary arrived one after the other.

Ostensibly, it was to represent the leadership in "inspecting" the business operations of the association's members.

Guo Haipeng's secretary was a capable middle-aged man. He first looked at the four stalls of Xiushan Industry, and then turned to look at the four "pigsties" that he had been allocated through his own channels and had not yet been renovated.

He stroked his chin, smiled, and shook his head.

"Boss Lin, you two are really meticulous in your work. Compared to you, we seem like we're just setting up a street stall."

Without saying much nonsense, he immediately instructed his purchasing staff to order 300 catties of premium wood ear fungus from the "Qingshan Mountain Products" stall.

This is a statement made through action.

Qian Shouyi's secretary brought a letter.

The envelope contained no lengthy text, only a single sheet of paper with Qian Shouyi's flamboyant handwriting—just one sentence.

"You can take the lead on association matters. I'll oversee the quality control."

Lin Xiulan understood that this meant Qian Shouyi had implicitly handed over the control of the association's daily operations to Xiushan Industry.

The tripartite alliance was now completely solidified.

Xiushan Industrial is in charge of operations, Guo Haipeng provides industry reputation, and Qian Shouyi uses a national-level laboratory to control quality standards.

That evening, Lu Qingshan called again to inquire about the opening.

Lin Xiulan recounted the sales figures from the first day and the attitudes of her two allies.

Then, Lu Qingshan said something that surprised her.

"Xiulan, I want to open a franchise store in the provincial capital."

"A franchise store?" Lin Xiulan was taken aback.

"Yes, not wholesale, but retail. It's located directly on the street, targeting the people of the provincial capital."

Lu Qingshan's tone carried a rare excitement.

"Think about it, we're doing wholesale business now, selling goods to middlemen, and the profits are skimmed off layer by layer by them."

"If one day, when those housewives in the provincial capital want to buy some good black fungus and mushrooms, the first name that comes to mind will be 'Xiushan Mountain Products'—that's the real iron rice bowl."

Lin Xiulan held the slightly warm receiver, her mind already racing with calculations.

Location selection, rent, staffing, renovation...

"We can discuss the shop opening in more detail when you come to the provincial capital," she said.

"I'll sort out the accounts on the wholesale side first."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiulan sat behind the counter, where everything had quieted down.

She opened the financial forecast report for this month that Chen Meili had prepared.

With the new stall open for a week and the existing four long-term supply contracts, Xiushan Industry's monthly supply volume in the provincial capital has exceeded 60,000 jin.

At this rate, reaching the target of 80,000 jin by the end of the month shouldn't be a problem.

She picked up a pencil and wrote a number on the bottom line of the report.

Estimated monthly net profit: 11,400 yuan.

Lin Xiulan stared at the number for a very long time.


Less than a year ago, she was still on the earthen bed in Hongshitun, helping Lu Qingshan count the greasy bills they had earned from selling wild boar meat by the dim light of a kerosene lamp.

Now, before a month has even passed, the profits on the books have already exceeded the amount most families in Hongshitun have ever seen in their entire lives.

She closed the report and let out a long breath.

I didn't feel too proud; instead, I felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

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