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  Chapter 430 Unfavorable start

  Liu Qingshan can also see the disappointment on the faces of these people. In the era of planned economy, business-to-business may be allowed to pay on credit, but if business-to-private credit is used, it is easy to make principled mistakes.

  But during this period of time, his liquidity was indeed a little tight, and he couldn't come up with real money.

   And baijiu is a hard currency for trading with Maozi, which is more useful than anything else, so it is necessary to contact the source of goods in advance, after all, production and processing also need a certain period of time.

   "Brother Liu, can you pay a part of the deposit first, even half of it."

   After careful consideration, Director Qin decided to take the risk and give it a try.

   After all, there are not many such opportunities, and it would be a pity to miss them.

  And he also believes that Liu Qingshan, who has been in newspapers several times, will not easily smash his own brand, and his credibility is relatively high.

  Liu Qingshan explained with a smile: "Director Qin, I really don't have any funds at hand. The money from our cooperative is invested in the construction of instant noodle factories and ham sausage factories, which are large factories with millions of dollars invested."

  Big Lao Li hurriedly followed suit: "Not bad, not bad, these two factories are known to all in our county."

  Liu Qingshan took advantage of the situation and said: "If you believe it or not, with these two factories mortgaged, even if I run away from the monk, I still can't run away from the temple."

  The directors of those wineries were overjoyed again: If it is a mortgage, it seems that there is still talk.

   At this time, Big Old Li spoke again, and he waved his hands vigorously:

   "Brother Liu, what kind of factory are you still using as collateral? The medicinal liquor you have stored in our winery is now worth more than one million."

  What medicinal wine, is it the one advertised?

  Everyone became interested when they heard it, and asked questions in a hurry, this time they are completely relieved.

  Nowadays, the supply of tiger bone wine has long been in short supply, and it is not available in the market at all. The newly processed wine must be brewed for at least one year before it can be sold.

   And because the amount of raw materials is limited, the output is not enough.

  The combination of various factors has caused the price to rise again and again.

  Since Liu Qingshan still has dozens of tons of such treasures, there is nothing to worry about.

   Factory Manager Qin nodded first: "Brother Liu, our Songyuan Distillery will sign a contract with you!"

   There are two or three people who also agreed.

  The rest said to go back and report to their superiors and strive for it as much as possible. This kind of people lack courage and seek stability in everything.

  Liu Qingshan reckoned that by then, there would definitely be a few more people coming to him.

   This kind of business is the best way to do business, both sides are mutually beneficial, as for the specific price, Liu Qingshan will leave it to others to negotiate.

  Prices during this period are relatively transparent, and it is estimated that there is not much room for profit sharing.

   After a good meal, they all left their contact information. Liu Qingshan promised that Longteng Company would send someone to negotiate.

  After Da Lao Li finished signing the bill, Liu Qingshan drove Da Lao Li home.

   "Brother, why can't I understand what you are doing?" Da Lao Li didn't know if he drank too much, and sat in the car, muttering in his mouth.

  Liu Qingshan reckoned that Lao Li must not have many, so he said with a smile: "Just don't understand, this is the difference between private companies and state-owned companies."

  Big Lao Li shook his head: "Brother, if you have time, you should take those medicinal wines back and keep them for yourself."

   "What do you mean?"

  Liu Qingshan stepped on the brakes and stopped the car by the side of the road. He felt that Big Old Li must have something to say.

  Old Li sighed suddenly: "I heard that because of my outstanding performance, the county will give me a promotion."

   "It's a good thing to be promoted."

  Liu Qingshan said something in his mouth, and then he felt something was wrong, and immediately frowned and asked: "Is there someone who wants to pick my brother's peaches?"

   "Basically, my old Li has worked in the winery for most of his life, and finally made something good, so I really don't want to leave." The big old Li uttered the truth after drinking, and he almost vomited bitterness.

  Liu Qingshan could understand his mood, and reached out to pat the big old Li on the shoulder: "The iron-clad official of the yamen, brother, you still want to open it."

   "Transfer me to the Commercial Bureau and become the deputy director, hehe, this is equivalent to early retirement." Big boss Li looked lonely, he was used to working in the factory, and he liked that kind of atmosphere better.

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help but move in his heart: "Haha, brother, if you are willing to work in the factory, my two factories will lack an experienced manager like you!"

  The instant noodle factory and the ham sausage factory have already begun to recruit workers from the society. After all, they still need a training period before they can start working.

   Many young people were recruited, but there were not many management posts, especially those who could support the entire factory.

  At present, there are only Yang Hongying, Liu Jinfeng, and Hu Wei in the management team. If there is no experience, there is a shortage of people like Da Lao Li.

   "Haha, brother, if I were ten years younger, I would definitely **** with you."

  Big Lao Li didn't take it seriously, thinking that Liu Qingshan was comforting him.

  Liu Qingshan looked straight into the other's eyes: "Brother, I'm serious."

  Oh, Da Lao Li's face also turned serious, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one.

  Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry, so he waited for him slowly. The tide of the 1990s has not yet arrived. In this era, there are very few people who can give up their jobs.

  A moment later, Da Lao Li threw the cigarette **** out of the car window and said in a muffled voice, "Let me think about it."

   "Brother, I'll wait for your good news." Liu Qingshan knew that it would have been very difficult if Big Brother Li didn't refuse on the spot.

   This is still based on absolute trust in Liu Qingshan, otherwise, if you want to smash his job, you can directly turn against you, believe it or not?

   It was past eight o'clock in the evening after sending Big Old Li home, so Liu Qingshan simply decided to stay overnight at the instant noodle factory, where the canteen and dormitory had already been completed in advance.

  Drove the car into the factory, and the construction site was quiet. At this time, there was no habit of working overtime at night.

  Finding that the lights were still on in the cafeteria, Liu Qingshan went in to have a look, only to realize that everyone was here.

  Yang Hongying, Liu Jinfeng, and Hu Wei were all there, as were Zhang Dashuai and Director Fan, and there were a few people who ran errands, all young people from Jiapigou.

   "What time is it, I haven't eaten yet."

   Liu Qingshan saw a bowl of noodles on the table, so he yelled, "You can't delay eating even if you are doing work."

   Seeing a table of people, all of them were frowning, Liu Qingshan immediately sank:

   "Also, you just eat white boiled vermicelli. This is too vegetarian, as if my boss is cheating you."

   "Little brother, hiccup, we are all full." Hu Wei hiccupped while talking.

  Yang Hongying's eyes lit up: "Sanfeng, you are back, hurry up and try the noodles."

   As he spoke, he picked out a bowl for him, and then saw Dashuai Zhang standing up, adding a spoonful of seasoning to the noodles, and another spoonful of red sauce:

   "Qingshan, have a taste, I made this one, how would you like it?"

   It turned out that I was trying to eat it here.

  Liu Qingshan understood immediately, took the bowl, there was half a bowl of noodles in it, this stuff was easy to swallow, he ate it in just two bites.

   Smack your lips, it tastes good.

   "It seems to be a little bit heavy, and there is a bit too much pepper, and there is a little less butter in this sauce. These days, everyone's stomach is short of oil and water."

  After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan expressed his opinion.

   "Thank you for your valuable opinion, please taste the No. 2 condiment."

  Liu Jinfeng picked another chopsticks of noodles from Liu Qingshan's bowl.

  Liu Qingshan also nodded with satisfaction: "It's pretty fast, and now we have produced two experimental varieties. I'll try it."

   Finished half a bowl of noodles again, Liu Qingshan smacked his lips, aftertaste: "It seems that there is a bit too much MSG, but the sauce is good."

   Director Fan gave him a thumbs up, and then said to Dashuai Zhang: "Brother Zhang, let me just say, we should put less MSG in this."

  Dashuai Zhang wiped his bald head, and picked some noodles into Liu Qingshan's bowl: "Try the No. 3 ingredient I prepared again, this is what I am most satisfied with."

  Wait, Liu Qingshan didn't dare to take the job this time: "Hi, how many ingredients did you make?"

   "A total of seven or eight dishes, Qingshan, you taste it slowly." Zhang Dashuai stuffed the bowl into Liu Qingshan's hand again.

  Liu Qingshan suddenly turned into a bitter face: "I've already finished dinner, hiccup."

  He now understands a little bit, why everyone is so sad, it is because they are all full.

  So he said with a smile: "Why do I feel a little familiar, the noodle-eating one played by Chen Xiaoer and Lao Maoer, you moved here, right?"

  Everyone laughed together, Director Fan was an exception, he had never watched the Spring Festival Gala.

  Liu Qingshan was also inspired by himself: "If we want to advertise our instant noodles in the future, please invite these two."

   "What, you still want to advertise?"

   Liu Jinfeng knows that advertising is very expensive.

   "Fight, of course." Liu Qingshan is well aware of the influence of the current advertisement.

  Dashuai Zhang interjected: "Don't study the advertisement, Qingshan, eat noodles."

   This time, Liu Qingshan also learned to be smart, and he took a small sip every time, and at the end of the meal, he became confused, and couldn't tell which was better.

   He burped again, and then he said: "Don't worry, it's not like production will start tomorrow, let's take our time, don't burst your belly."

   "There is another item. I don't know if you have considered it. The production of products also requires cost control."

   "Uncle handsome, the pieces of beef in your beef sauce are as big as the pieces of fermented bean curd. The retail price of our instant noodles is 50 cents a bag. A big piece of meat will cost you money."

   Yes, forget about this!

  Dashuai Zhang patted his bald head vigorously, grinned, and laughed.

  Yang Hongying and the others also came back to it all at once, didn’t they just think about the taste and forgot about the cost.

  Liu Qingshan remembers that there is actually a problem here, which is a question raised by later generations of netizens: Is there any beef in the braised beef noodles?

   Anyway, I can't see it.

  In fact, there are. When making the sauce, beef must be used, but it’s all in the soup, and of course you can’t see the meat.

  Let’s not talk about the meat, you can’t even see the meat.

  Instant noodles take the route of small profits but high sales, so it is very important to control production costs.

  The other thing is confidentiality work, because the competitor is in the county, so it must be kept secret before it goes into production.

  Liu Qingshan's request is very simple: as long as you take one step ahead, you will be able to lead step by step in the future.

   "Then let's continue the research tomorrow, and I'm all going to sleep."

  Dashuai Zhang looked annoyed, feeling that half a day's work was for nothing.

   After everyone stood up, he added another sentence: "Tomorrow morning, we will still eat noodles."

   It is obvious that everyone's steps are a bit heavy.

  After a week of repeated debugging, the ingredients and sauce packets of instant noodles were finally finalized. The entire cost was about five cents more per bag, which was still within an acceptable range.

  During this period, the equipment has also been installed and has entered the debugging stage, and pre-job training has also begun for all types of work.

   During this period of time, Liu Qingshan was basically busy here.

  This morning, the workshop was crowded with people, and the workers took their positions. All the young faces showed a little nervousness, but more excitement and anticipation.

  Yang Hongying and the others had almost the same expression, only Liu Qingshan looked relaxed, chatting with a few old workers who were in charge of mechanical adjustment.

  Several bags of flour are poured into the dough mixer, and as the machine stirs, they are kneaded into dough.

  Then put the dough into the calender, press it into large noodles, then go to the cutting machine, cut into noodles, and then start frying. All the instant noodles in this meeting are fried.

"stop!"

  The master worker in charge of mechanical operation shouted loudly, and the workshop suddenly fell silent.

   Then someone fished out the fried instant noodles, and the pieces of noodle cakes were all turned into one-centimeter-long slag.

  People around sighed: the first trial production failed just like that.

  Noodles become dregs.

  Several bags of flour, just useless.

   "Re-examine the equipment and process, and be sure to find out the problem."

  Yang Hongying's nose also had a fine layer of beads of sweat.

  Others also looked dignified, it was a bad start.

The workers and technicians were all busy, but Liu Qingshan didn't look anxious at all, and even leaned forward, squeezed the crumbs of instant noodles with his hands, put them into his mouth, crunched them, and then gave him a compliment :

   "Well, it's quite fragrant."

  People around him looked at him unkindly: How caring.

  Liu Qingshan yelled again: "Find a few more noodle bags, and when the time comes, take these instant noodle scum back to the village and distribute it to the children. Cook this in a pot and eat it, it's much more delicious than dried noodles."

   "Also, if you give the workers points, it's considered a welfare."

  Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard it. After all, it is fried. These days, fried food is synonymous with delicious food.

   After a while, the problem was found out, so I started all over again.

   At the same time, Chen Dongfang's Hualong instant noodle factory also entered the trial production stage.

  It was relatively smooth on their side, the noodles were formed directly, and looking at the golden noodles, they still have a lot of appetite.

   "Mr. Chen, the Tongtong side messed up, hehe, all the noodles have turned into crumbs!"

  Chef Shi's little follower ran in happily to report.

  Chen Dongfang didn't respond, but Qi Shengli immediately smiled: "Hahaha, good, our side has won the flag, congratulations!"

  Chef Shi also quickly said kind words: "Mr. Qi, they are united, they are scumbags at all, don't worry about it."

   "Haha, okay, your statement is good."

  Qi Shengli looked very happy. He felt that he had suffered a few times under Liu Qingshan's hands, so now he was full of pleasure after revenge.

  Chen Dongfang shook his head: "Victory, let's be ourselves and don't gloat."

  Qi Shengli pouted: Why not be happy?

  Beeping, the phone in the office rang, and Qi Shengli picked it up, "Hey, it's me, little six, how is your situation over there, and how much have you earned?"

  But soon, the smile on Qi Shengli's face was replaced by shock, and he roared:

   "What, the people's newspapers have criticized it, saying that Clivia is a false business, and calling on the people of the whole country to engage in business, so how much have we lost in total?"

   "What are you talking about, Clivia is now worthless and thrown into the trash!"

  The microphone in Qi Shengli's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

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