He Baozheng only negotiated for one of the four restaurants in Xinghua, but Dadi Restaurant, Jinzun and another small restaurant were not awarded. None of these restaurants dared to believe the items sold by an old man from the countryside, nor did they dare to believe the quality described by He Baozheng. As for the golden bottles, because they provided sand tents in the store, the impact of mosquitoes on them could be ignored. It doesn't count, so they won't consider using mosquito coils.
It was surprising to be able to win a Liangchuan restaurant. In addition to the order volume of Dadi Restaurant, He Baozheng had to ensure a production of at least forty-five trays a day, excluding the broken and broken defective mosquito coils. If he was unstoppable, he had to produce at least 45 dishes every day. Fifty coils of mosquito coils have reached the current maximum productivity. If we do not expand production, we will not be able to supply mosquito coils in time on rainy days.
The two of them came back from Xinghua. He Baozheng's smile was already crooked along the way. He didn't expect that he thought he was the kind of honest person who couldn't be beaten with three sticks, but he could actually speak his mind even if he risked his life for money. Spouting lotus flowers and tongues as bright as orchids, human potential is indeed unlimited. Before Kong Fang, creation was unlimited.
"Lao He, now you'd better ask Lao Jin to customize some mosquito coil molds for you. Your current production is on the verge of supply collapse. You must be honest when doing business and manage risks well. You must have at least one on hand. A certain amount of inventory prevents changes in weather conditions, and can be supplied smoothly even when there is damage on the road.”
He Baozheng looked at Liang Chuan with big eyes, "What do you mean?"
"You don't understand this?"
"What is risk control?"
"If you only have fifty coils of incense on hand, if it rains tomorrow, or if your old cow is frightened on the road and runs into the river, and all the mosquito coils are gone, what will you give to the day after tomorrow?"
He Baozheng suddenly realized, "This is called preparing for a rainy day, taking precautions before things happen, right?"
"Now you can't go up the mountain by yourself every day to dig kudzu and cut camphor. Let's find these raw materials in the store, put up a brand, and buy them at a fixed price. People and merchants from all over the country will even have these products. By the way, our local villagers can get a lot of it by digging in the mountains, and the price won’t be very high.”
"It's okay. I can just do these little things myself. If I can save a little, I can earn more!" He Baozheng had just earned the money and didn't want to live a life lavishly right away, so he told Liang Chuan tactfully.
Liang Chuan slowed down. He understood He Baozheng's thinking very well and said: "Old He, I know you want to save money if you can, but if you have a helper or a handyman to help you, then I can Don’t worry, but if you can’t get used to this business model to reduce your burden, this mosquito coil business will tire you out, and I don’t want to see that!”
"When doing business, you sell tomorrow's goods, but the inventory in your own warehouse must be reserved until next month at least. This way, there will be a flood, and you will have enough time to deal with it!"
He Zheng listened to his words.
He Baozheng looked a little sad. He was a brother fighting a tiger, and a father and son went into battle. Liang Chuan's words reminded him of his own son, and the son-in-law whom he wanted to kill with his own hands. These two unworthy things would be half as good as Saburo. With my mind, I can still smile even if I am buried in the land. Now that I am over fifty years old, my two children have not been heard from. No matter how much money I can make, do I want to take them to the grave? .
Now, if my son could get rid of his drug addiction, instead of dreaming about unrealistic dreams of getting rich in Huangliang every day, and just sell mosquito coils with him down-to-earth, he would make enough money to spend for several generations!
He Baozheng's smile gradually froze when he thought of something that was originally a joyful thing but a bitter memory. Liang Chuan didn't know what he was thinking, but he could tell that he was not in a good mood and didn't say much.
The two of them walked to Fengshan's shop. Ye Xiaochai thought he could take a bullock cart home again today, but it turned out not to be the case.
Liang Chuan asked her to write a piece of paper, which stated the purchase of ingredients such as kudzu root, atractylodes, and camphor powder. As for the main ingredients, he did not write down the ingredients. If someone else stole the mosquito repellent incense formula, what would happen? Baozheng is about to cry.
You can buy mugwort in grocery stores, and they will provide it if you order it. As for rosin and sawdust, there is no need to mention sawdust. Cut the rosin and let the pine oil flow. You can harvest it after a few days. There is no need to purchase these materials as well.
The most complicated of these materials is the extraction of kudzu starch. Most people don't understand this process, and they don't know the importance of starch in making incense. Without starch, it can't be shaped, and mosquito coils will be like a paste, which is not as good as Slow burning effect.
The mountains and rivers have calmed down a lot in the past few days. Occasionally, the villagers from Helu pass by, and they all look at each other angrily, but they dare not speak out. The four villages on the north bank of the Nanxi River cannot defeat Helu together. Can you afford them? Not to be offended.
However, people from Helu have to pass through several villages in Shanshui to Fengshan every day. They are like patrolling the border, carrying the attitude of a winner every time. Fortunately for Liang Chuan, he didn't have any deep grudges with these people, let alone family feuds.
In Liang Chuan's eyes, there is no difference between the people in the several villages. They are all farmers living the same hard life. It's just that the people in He Lu have turned around early after him. The labor force in Helu Village is far from enough. In his plan, if the sugar business can succeed in the future, he plans to promote sugarcane planting in the north bank and ask villagers from the four villages to provide sugarcane.
There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. When they all work for themselves, how can they distinguish each other? It will be a Nanxi Village. By then, hundreds of laborers can create a miracle under their leadership.
It is quite interesting to think about becoming a rural entrepreneur yourself.
Shortly after the four-village fight, the Baozhengs of the three villages jointly went to Jiang Lizheng to report the situation. However, not only did they not receive the expected protection from their superiors, they were also spat on by Jiang Lizheng and came back in disgrace.
Back in the village, the prestige of the three people was greatly lost. The villagers were counting on the three people to join forces and bully the small ones to eat up He Lu and seize their water source. The villagers would be completely free from farming in the future, and they would not have to rely on God or work hard. If you open the fields gently, there will be water, and dry land can even turn into paddy fields.
However, all this did not come true. Instead, nearly a hundred young adults from three villages were beaten like drowned dogs and ran back dejectedly with their tails between their legs. Now they can only keep their heads down when they see them.
The Baozheng of the three villages saw that something was wrong and had been a master all his life. Now being reviled by everyone, the feeling was even worse than killing them and dipping them in a pig cage. Power and prestige are spiritual addictions comparable to drugs. Once you get even the slightest bit of it, losing it is worse than death.
After some discussion after the meeting, we decided that the people in the village were just looking for water. If they couldn't get it if they were hard, they might as well take the soft ones. The three of them heard that this Liang Chuan was not a ruthless person, but a kind and kind person. If the three of them could lower their faces and talk to Liang Chuan properly, and ask him to help build a waterwheel by the river in the three villages, the people in the village would I will definitely be grateful to myself.
The three of them licked their old faces and headed towards Helu.
They have not been to this bird place for many years. The four villages become poorer as they go towards the foot of the mountain. When I was a child, I loved to play in the mountains, pick birds and pick fruits, and they would always pass by He Lu. But who would come to this poor village when they grow up? , half a lifetime passed in a blink of an eye.
I didn’t know it until it came, but I was shocked when it came. After the men in other villages went to the fields, the women would sit in groups in the front yards and gossip about their families and their families. This Helu man now has water and is working in the fields. The doors of his house are all locked and no one can be seen.
"What's going on in this village? It looks like it's overcrowded during the fight. Why are the doors and windows of every house closed at ordinary times? Where have all the people gone?" Chen Qiyou's impression of the landscape is still the same as it was twenty years ago. Now he feels that the village will only become more dilapidated. will be better.
"Why does it look like someone is living in a big house in front of you? Let's go and ask!" Lin Jinya, Baozheng of Chihe, said.
"Are you dazzled, Big Gold Tooth? No one in our four villages has built a new house in decades, and the dilapidated houses have collapsed a lot. How can anyone build a big house in a place like theirs?" Baozheng, whose surname is Huang. , Huang Dian said lightly.
There were a lot of people at Liangchuan's new house, and there happened to be a small house next to it, which belonged to Zhaodi's family. Three people came to the door. The room was dark and there was a strange smell. "Is anyone home, husband or aunt?"
"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the room, sharp and arrogant. The woman came out with a stern look on her face, and she looked like she was not a good person.
"The three of us, Shanshui Chihe and Company Chief Baozheng, are asking my sister-in-law about someone?"
"How much?"
"Uh...here...sister-in-law, we are looking for you from Liangchuan in Helu..." The three Baozhengs were startled for a moment. Why is this place so virtuous? I have never heard of asking people to pay money. This is the custom in the three villages. nothing.
"Go away if you don't have money!" The fat woman was the sister-in-law who had recruited her brother. She took a basin of water, poured it out, and drove the three people away.
The three of them saw that the water was black and looked like sewage. They were afraid of getting a little bit of it and avoided it. Even with the splashing water, there was still a lot of sewage underfoot.
"What a damn bad luck! What kind of luck have you had these past few days? Why are you so unlucky!" The three people cursed and had nowhere to vent their resentment. Suddenly he looked up and saw Liang Chuan, He Jialuo and a woman Shi Shiran walking towards him with his hands hanging.
The three of them laughed in unison. They couldn't find the place even though they were wearing iron shoes. It was really hard to find.
Liang Chuan also saw how these three people came to the door. When He Baozheng saw Chen Qiyou and thought about his severed hand thanks to him, he was about to have a seizure on the spot, but was stopped by Liang Chuan.
"Sanlang, don't stop me. I'm going to skin these old birds today, as well as Tugou and Da Ya. Those two are not good things either!"
