Let Go Of That Primordial Man Chapter 406: Bulk instant noodles
Qian Wei is the boss of a factory. Although the scale of the factory is limited, when he is away from home, he can always be called by the boss and the boss, so it is a bit of a face.
Unfortunately, the title of Boss Qian is on Qian Wei's head, and it is estimated that it will not take much time.
Seeing that in less than a month, his old factory, a small factory operated by generations, would be completely taken away by the bank because of the lack of loans...
Qian Wei’s small factory has always been producing instant noodles in bulk, that is, the kind that can buy a large package for five yuan, including several large noodles.
Thanks to Lao Qian’s many years of experience in the production of instant noodles, the bulk instant noodles of their small factories have always been very good in taste and evaluation.
It can be said that it has always been received. The majority of the people in the base city of Baoqing, especially the bottom heavy manual workers, have received unanimous praise.
After all, buying a large package of instant noodles for five dollars can cook a large pot of noodles, enough for an ordinary family of three.
Those who need heavy manual labor and have a large amount of food can also be considered a full meal; the most important thing is that the taste is not too expensive compared to those in supermarkets, and the portions are scarce. Half a bit.
As far as synthetic foods are concerned, synthetic foods are cheaper, but the taste is basically two sentiments.
So for many years, the old money family relied on this small factory, even if they didn't make a lot of money, but they were absolutely comfortable.
Unfortunately, such a good day has become a lot more optimistic with the global human living environment in the past ten years, and the economy is also gradually recovering in an all-round way; it has been widely used by the people of Baoqing City The masses, the old money instant noodles welcomed in bulk, the sales volume is no more than a year.
Because many experts have said that always eating instant noodles, especially this kind of bulk junk food, will have a very bad effect on the body.
In the beginning, ordinary citizens rarely bought his instant noodles in bulk. Later, even the main force of the purchase, all kinds of heavy manual workers, bought less and less.
In this regard, Qian Wei wanted to spit out the spitting cores of these experts. When the food was scarce, why didn’t you say so, and you all got to the point of eating instant noodles, whoever of TM still cares about its health and health!
Besides, the instant noodles of the old money family have always been the choice of conscience. The materials and production are definitely the best in the same industry. They have never been adulterated or have been sub-charged...
The worsening business has forced Qian Wei’s small factory to keep losing money.
So, he first spent all his savings, and then borrowed a considerable amount of money from the bank. Finally, to this day, not only are there no banks willing to continue lending to him, his small factory immediately He will no longer belong to him.
At this time, a buyer from Blackstone Trading Company unexpectedly came to his factory; suddenly, he aroused all his hopes of keeping the factory.
The person here is a young boy with a childish face, and he seems to have little chat with his son who is still in high school.
However, Qian Wei did not have any slight contempt.
Just kidding! In just a few months, Blackstone Trading Co., Ltd., with its wildly domineering procurement methods, was deeply expected and welcomed by merchants of all sizes in the base city of Baoqing: large orders, timely payments, and no default.
Who doesn’t want such a big customer this year?
Don’t the little bosses who are engaged in hardware processing just because of this black stone trading company, have lived in a very nourishing way in the most recent time.
In order to save his small factory, Qian Wei played a twelve-point spirit and accompanied the buyer named Niu to wander around in his factory.
Even at the request of the other party, he specially cooked a little bit. The previous stock of instant noodles in bulk allowed the beef buyer to try a bit.
It can be seen that whether it is for the surprisingly clean production workshop or for the good taste of the products, the cattle buyers are quite satisfied.
With a look of unabashed satisfaction, the young cattle buyer asked: "Boss Qian, your production environment and technology here are very good; as long as I can meet my three requirements, I will be able to place an order with no less than 10 million on the spot."
Qian Weiwen suddenly felt shocked. He was too late to think about instant noodles in bulk worth tens of millions. That would be enough for how many people eat for long.
All he knows is that after this business was completed, his small factory was completely saved.
He hurriedly looked at the cattle buyer in front of him, and assured him: "You can rest assured that cattle purchase, don't say three conditions, as long as we can do it, there will be no problems with more."
After a weird smile, the cattle buyer said, "First, your instant noodles are still a little bit lighter in terms of oil, water and taste. Our customers are people from underdeveloped regions overseas. I like the taste of heavy salt and heavy oil. Can you weigh three or five times more?"
For this point, Qian Wei immediately nodded his head, indicating that there was no problem at all. It was nothing more than putting more salt. After the oil bag was increased, more oil was added.
It's just that when the cattle buyer talked about the customers in their underdeveloped regions overseas, Qian Wei reminded the black uncles for the first time.
"Second, all the trademarks should be changed. After all, as a product of international trade, the name of the old money brand sounds not easy to sell."
Although his own brand for many years has been spit out by young cattle purchasers, he never sold the goods and Qian Wei, who had been sold in Baoqing base city, did not think it was such a big deal.
"Third, the three-factory five-factory price is too expensive, a bit more than our customers can afford, if you can give me another dollar, this business will be completed."
Hearing here~IndoMTL.com~ Qian Wei couldn't continue to nod.
Every pack of instant noodles, after deducting all the costs, he is also making hard money for two or three cents; if he cuts the price so much, he can lose all his last pants.
However, before he complained, the bull buyer in front of him seemed to have seen his difficulties, and then he gave a solution: "According to your current operation, it will definitely not work, you can think about it. Way to reduce your cost!"
"What is the biggest cost of instant noodles? It is not flour and other grains. I know that the military division has a lot of stocked grains. Although the grains are a little bit older, the taste is a bit weaker, and the selling is a little weaker. Other problems! The most important thing is that the price is cheap enough. As long as more additives are added, not all problems will be solved!"
As a native of the base city of Baoqing, Qian Wei certainly knows that the Baoqing Army subdistrict has the Chenliang treatment all year round. After all, here before, there could be a national-level combat reserve depot.
It’s just that the old grains had flowed to many farms and were fed to various animals; now it’s after Qian Wei processed it and sold it to those innocent black uncles for a while. Strong conscience.
Finally, Qian Wei agreed to it; because of an order of up to 50 million, he directly smashed him. In order to save his factory, what is called Chenliang.
Even if the country now strictly controls the production and circulation of gutter oil, he can use it more carelessly than cattle buyers.
He thought so: I heard that the black uncles are all in good health, and the people of China more than a hundred years ago can stand it. They should be absolutely okay!
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