Chapter 7: Hospital Encounters
Rice is a food category, and it also needs Q S certification, that is, food safety certification.
Q S certification requires the following:
1. Production site. 2. Necessary production equipment. 3. Necessary inspection equipment.
When Wu Jun heard what Chen Lin said at the end, his head suddenly grew for a while.
Her own rice is directly the finished product when it comes out of the game, and she doesn't have any of the conditions she said.
I don't know what the materials she said look like.
"Mr. Wu, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me. After Chen Lin finished the introduction, he looked at Wu Jun quietly, waiting for him to make a statement.
Wu Jun thought that looking for this kind of agency would just pay for it and wait for the certificate, but things were not the same as he imagined, and there was a big difference.
"That...... Miss Chen, is it so troublesome to register a trademark? I'm very anxious, this year's rice has come down, and there are hundreds of tons waiting to be sold at home, is there a faster way?"
"Yes. Chen Lin's word "yes" came out, and when he heard it in Wu Jun's ears, it was like a natural sound, so he asked casually, there was really a way!
Wu Jun asked excitedly: "What can be done?" As long as it is fast enough, it doesn't matter if you spend more money. ”
Chen Lin said: "Mr. Wu, if you need this trademark urgently, you can buy one from someone else to use, you can save a lot of time, but the price is much higher than your own application, after all, it can save nearly a year, but it is not so easy to buy." ”
"How much does it cost?" Wu Jun asked with concern.
Chen Lin said: "It is conservatively estimated that around 4 to 50,000 yuan, this needs to be negotiated after finding a suitable seller." ”
"Oh, that's it......" Wu Jun breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the price of buying a trademark from someone else, it was not as expensive as he imagined, but he didn't have so much money in his hand for the time being.
Dad's surgery cost is still 80,000 yuan, so he must earn it first, and he can't keep it.
The money for the purchase of the trademark is counted as 50,000 yuan, and it is inevitable that Chen Lin and her company will have to pay an intermediary fee after the matter is completed.
If you plan enough, you need to earn at least 150,000 yuan to be foolproof.
Although the current sales of rice are booming, if you want to earn 150,000 yuan, it is not possible to complete it in a day or two.
Now in a small supermarket, there will be no problem selling rice in a small way, there are many small supermarkets in the city, and there are countless people selling bulk rice, and no one has come to check or anything.
My own small supermarket has been selling bulk rice for 3 years, and I don't know what brand it is until now, so don't you sell it anyway?
However, if you want to become bigger and stronger in the future, trademarks and registered companies are a must, especially for food.
The state is now strictly inspecting food safety, although there is no problem with their own rice, but they still have to get the certificate they should have.
If you have more certificates, you will not be pressurized, and if you have more certificates, the road will be easy to walk.
Seeing Wu Jun pondering, Chen Lin said: "Mr. Wu, if you really want to buy a rice trademark and Q S certification, we can help you pay attention, and after finding the seller, we will contact you as soon as possible." ”
"Then there is Miss Lao Chen, help me pay more attention, just during this time, I will prepare the money. ”
After Wu Jun finished speaking, he got up and stood up, and after exchanging contact information with Chen Lin, Chen Lin sent him out of the company.
Back to the small supermarket, open for business.
There are obviously a lot more customers who come to the supermarket to shop at noon than usual, and most of them come for rice.
Wu Jun devoted himself to the work of collecting money and weighing rice, and watched the colorful banknotes come in, and he was never tired of it.
There's nothing happier than making money, and if there's one, it's counting and playing after earning it.
In the evening, the small supermarket ushered in today's evening rush hour.
Wu Jun roughly counted the heads, and there were more customers shopping in the store today than usual in a month.
While rice is selling well, a lot of other goods in the supermarket are also sold, and some of them are out of stock.
At half past nine in the evening, to send off the last wave of customers who got off the night shift, Wu Jun closed the door and closed the business.
"I'll ...... Today, I feel more tired than usual for a month!" Wu Jun stretched his waist, feeling back pain and leg cramps, and his arms were almost unable to lift up.
However, when his eyes shifted to the cash register, he was immediately in good spirits.
Take the two small drawers on the cash register and move them directly into the sleeping bedroom.
Today, I was only concerned about making money, and I didn't have time to buy a bed, and the bedroom still looked like a thief last night.
Stooping down and turning the two drawers over the sheets, the bills were spent, piled up in a pile, which was the cash income of the day today.
The red hundred-dollar bills are divided into a pile, the green fifty-dollar denominations are divided into a pile, the twenty-dollar bills are divided into a pile, the ten-dollar ones are a pile, and the ones below ten yuan are directly ignored and pulled aside.
After dividing the face value of the banknotes, Wu Jun began the happiest thing, counting the money.
"12360!" After counting the money, Wu Jun let out an exclamation, plus the more than 7,000 yuan received by scanning the code on his mobile phone, today's income in one day directly exceeded 20,000!
According to this momentum, Dad's surgery fee and the money to buy the trademark will be about the same in a week!
After the excitement, Wu Jun put the money away, and took out the mobile phone bound to the [Resource Tycoon] and took a look.
Today, the in-game production of rice has increased by another 4 tons, and the inventory has reached 8 tons.
However, I didn't even sell out the 3 tons I took out on the first day!
The ideal state is when the daily output can be sold, but it is unlikely at the moment.
If you want to become bigger, you must wait for the trademark to get your hands on it, and you can't rush it.
If blind expansion is targeted by the food regulatory department, it will get into big trouble.
At present, we can only use the small supermarket as a "revolutionary base area" first, and develop it slowly.
Put away the mobile phone, Wu Jun washed up, and slept on the floor.
The next day, with yesterday's experience, Wu Jun got up early in the morning.
At five o'clock, I had already washed up, had breakfast, and opened for business.
Within 5 minutes of opening the door, the first customer came to the door, buying 20 catties of rice at one time, and 100 yuan was easily earned.
With word of mouth from yesterday's gang of customers who bought rice, business in the supermarket continues to be booming.
The sales in the morning were higher than yesterday, with a total of 6,666 yuan in cash and collection codes.
From 8 a.m. to 11 a.m., the small supermarket was deserted again.
Customers flocked to their homes to buy groceries and groceries, and their real-time incomes plummeted, and the limitations of small supermarkets began to show.
Wu Jun thought of his mother on duty in the hospital, so he simply closed the door and hung up the small sign that said "If you have something to go out, you will be temporarily closed".
I picked up a bunch of food for my mother in the small supermarket.
I also used a bag to fill 50 catties of rice produced in the game.
The 50 catties of rice, Wu Jun was going to give it to the cleaning aunt who invited his mother to dinner that day.
It's not that he's stingy, it's hard for his small body to resist 50 pounds, and he can't carry it anymore.
Carrying large bags and bags of rice, Wu Jun went out of the community, flagged down a taxi, and took a taxi to the First People's Hospital of Shimen City.
Downstairs in the inpatient department.
Wu Jun had just walked to the entrance of the inpatient department building when he suddenly turned out of a black Guangben Accord from the parking space in front of the building.
After the front of the car touched the big bag of food in Wu Jun's hand, it braked the car with a creak, and Wu Jun was startled.
"How do you walk, you go out without eyes!"
Wu Jun was almost hit and didn't say anything, but the driver of the Accord hit back and stuck his head out of the window and scolded angrily.
"It's you!"
"It's you!"
As soon as Wu Jun looked up, he saw the big bald head sticking out of the car window, and immediately recognized the other party, and the other party also recognized him.