Chapter 322: A Wish Many Years Ago

Li Wan and the others didn't expect Lin Qiang to come back to the real thing, and actually invited the owner of the steamed noodle shop to his industrial company for formal discussions. Mobile

In the office of the real estate company, Lin Qiang told Chen Ran very frankly that this time he mainly wanted to fulfill his wish many years ago, and at the same time, he really wanted to do something practical for his hometown.

This time, he is going to take out a sum of money and ask Long Qiang to go out of the mountain and go to a place outside the town to try to see if he can make this hometown special steamed powder into a brand delicacy and standardize its formula and process.

"After that dragon came over after a while, Chen Ran, you told him that it was funded by a few of us. I am going to personally take out 500,000 yuan of funds, pay him an annual salary of 200,000 yuan, and invite him to Yangzhou, planning to try it in a year to see if it can achieve the desired results. If it succeeds, we can open a chain store, if not, there is an annual salary of 200,000 yuan, which will definitely be satisfied for Long Qiang, and he now has only a few thousand yuan of income per month in this small store. Lin Qiang said.

"Why can't you explicitly say that you personally invested it?" asked Li Wan.

"I am a fellow villager and primary school classmate with him, and some matters are not easy to explain too clearly, with you coming forward, many things will be much easier in the future. Lin Qiang said.

"Then what if I really want to invest money? Xiao Zhang, are you interested?" Li Wan said with her arms around Zhang Zhenhua. She knows very well that Lin Qiang is whimsical, and often has amazing actions at will, and when the people around her understand it, it is too late, and she can't keep up with his rhythm, Li Wan herself has seen it several times, and she has secretly made up her mind that if Lin Qiang has any new actions in the future, no matter how big or small, or even how unrealistic it seems, she must follow up as soon as possible.

Lin Qiang smiled: "Aren't you really interested in such a small project?"

Zhang Zhenhua has always had trust and admiration for Lin Qiang, but he was not qualified to really participate in their circle before, these days I heard Li Wan talk about Lin Qiang's fooling of Wu Jin and Xiang Zhihong in Yangzhou, and he felt that his young boss was not simple, and he nodded to him with Li Wan very affirmatively.

"Well, you can't blame me for losing money in the future. Lin Qiang said: "That's it, I will contribute 300,000 yuan myself, and Li Wan, you and Xiao Zhang will each contribute 100,000 yuan." ”

"What about me?" Chen Ran said.

"What are you, isn't Xiao Zhang's yours?" Lin Qiang smiled: "Xiao Zhang, you just have to hold the shares, the money will be paid by Chen Ran, if he dares not to come out, let him sleep on the floor at night." ”

Zhang Zhenhua blushed when Lin Qiang said it.

Long Qiang's steamed noodle shop only serves breakfast, opens at 6 o'clock in the morning every day, and closes around 9 o'clock. He and Lin Qiang were classmates in primary school, from the first grade of primary school to the fifth grade were in the same class, but after the junior high school, Lin Qiang went to the top class of Gaoqiao School, Long Qiang dropped out of school at the beginning of the first year of study in the original Gaoqiao Heart Primary School, followed the young people in the village to the provincial capital Guangzhou to work for a few years, and later returned to his hometown and became a family and did not go out again, rented a small shop in the town, and started steaming noodles.

According to him, this technique of steaming noodles was taught to him by his mother, and after years of exploration and improvement, he finally created the smooth and memorable steamed noodles of bamboo pork ribs.

Once this kind of pork rib steamed powder was launched, it was soon sought after by the people in the town, and the morning store was crowded with customers waiting for dinner every day, but this kind of steamed powder needs to be burned with firewood, using the big iron pot in the countryside, and steaming it out one by one with a bamboo basket, Long Qiang and his wife get up at five o'clock in the morning every day to prepare materials, and open the door at six o'clock, which can be regarded as non-stop steaming, and can only steam about 30 rice noodles at most every hour, and only supply 100 steamed noodles in the morning.

Things in the country town are cheap, at the beginning, a steamed pork rib only sold for two yuan, and then slowly rose to two yuan and five cents, and now it only sells for three yuan, but it is also quite satisfying for Long Qiang, working hard for three or four hours every morning, the two couples can earn nearly two hundred yuan, and it is much better to go outside to work.

Later, other breakfast shops in the town saw that his business was so prosperous, and they also vied to launch this kind of bamboo basket steamed noodles, but it was always the taste of Bulongqiang's small shop. Lin Qiang once went to other breakfast restaurants to taste it, and finally felt that Long Qiang's steamed noodles here were smooth and tough, and the taste was soft.

Lin Qiang is a caring person, although Long Qiang has always emphasized that this kind of steamed powder has a lot to do with water quality, but he thinks that other breakfast restaurants also use mountain spring water from his hometown, and the rice used to grind is the same, and it is also firewood, but it can't be steamed with that taste, Lin Qiang knows that there must be a mystery in it.

In those years of his primary school, almost every household in his hometown has the habit of steaming rice noodles, Lin Qiang once consulted his eighty-year-old grandmother, his grandmother said, steamed noodles should be smooth, when grinding rice milk, the example of water should be mastered, and the soaking time should be appropriate, the more delicate the rice milk grinding, the smoother the steamed rice noodles, and she had no intention of mentioning it to Lin Qiang, once she added some corn starch to the rice milk, and the steamed rice noodles were more smooth.

Lin Qiang once pretended to casually mention to Long Qiang the method of his grandmother, Long Qiang was stunned at the time, and was noncommittal, Lin Qiang knew that he was told by himself. He also knew that Long Qiang regarded his formula and process as a secret, and it was inconvenient to inquire too much.

After Long Qiang took the shop, he rushed to the office of the industrial company. After listening to Lin Qiang's ideas and development conditions, Long Qiang was quite shocked.

"Old classmate, are you really so optimistic about this steamed rice noodles?" asked Long Qiang. 500,000 yuan is really quite huge for him, Lin Qiang and the others actually dared to take such a large amount of money to try, and they also offered themselves an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, which is almost equivalent to their income for several years.

"That's right, it depends on whether you have the confidence to promote this special food in our hometown to the outside. Lin Qiang handed him a cigarette, "My friends said, if you have confidence, we will set up a catering company, please go to Yangzhou to do some experiments, the company will pay you a salary of 100,000 yuan in advance, and will also provide enough financial support to make this steamed powder into a brand delicacy, how about it?

Long Qiang is obviously moved, he is building a new house in his hometown, he has just done a good job, the funds in his hand are not enough, and he is still thinking about slowly preparing materials, and strive to build the first floor before the end of the year, if he can get 100,000 yuan at once, then Ma can build the whole house, "The old classmate offered such generous conditions, of course I am interested." Still, as you know, I've only been steaming here in our town