As soon as the door opened, a musty smell came to my face.

Wan Feng frowned, there was a musty smell, indicating that some of the things inside were moldy and rotten.

Once the cloth becomes moldy and rotten, it loses any value, and it has to be thrown into the garbage heap if it is worthless.

There are a lot of wooden shelves in the warehouse, row by row, row by row occupy the entire warehouse, each shelf is two meters wide and about one person high, and the shelves are stacked with cloth one by one, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a mountain.

The custodian probably couldn't stand the smell in the warehouse and didn't enter the warehouse, and Xia Qiulong also left after arriving here because he still had his own job.

Only Wanfeng Xia Qiulong and the custodian were left here.

Wan Feng put two boxes of front door cigarettes into the custodian's pocket.

There was a box of cigarettes at the front door for more than five cents, which was only smoked by big cadres at that time, and a smile immediately appeared on the custodian's face.

Have a good relationship with the custodian, Wan Feng doesn't think he will suffer any loss, the county official is better than the current management, when the time comes, he will come to pick up the cloth and deal directly with the safekeeping, how can this payment be earned.

Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong walked into the warehouse, wandering between the shelves.

Many of these cloths are covered with dust, and some of them are almost a centimeter thick, how many years have they been thrown here?

"The shelves are all old from a few years ago, the backlog is too long, and the cloth is rotten and cannot be used. ”

"The cloth on this shelf is less dusty, and the cloth should have been sent in this year, and the problem of being a defective product is only out of print, so that the cloth has the value of use. ”

The so-called off-plate cloth is not lustful when it is colored, and it is full of bells and whistles or there is a blank piece by piece.

In fact, this kind of cloth can be turned into another color and reused if it is dyed back, but it is just beaten into the defective product.

No one cared about these cloths here, but in Wan Feng's eyes, these things were stacks of tickets.

How to say that Xia Qiulong has been working in this factory for several years, and his identification of fabrics is more expert than Wan Feng, he introduces the types of fabrics on it from shelf to shelf, and infers the backlog time, as well as the reasons for the defective products.

About half an hour later, Wan Feng had a general understanding of the cloth in the entire warehouse.

Nearly half of the defective cloth here can be reused, while the other half has lost its use value due to mold and weathering due to the long backlog.

But even this half of the available goods is enough for a small garment factory to produce for several years, so you can see how much cloth is backlogged here.

Seeing that it was almost time for the factory to get off work, Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong walked out of the warehouse.

The custodian locked the door.

While walking out, Wan Feng was talking to the custodian, because there were two boxes of cigarettes from the front door, and the custodian almost answered Wan Feng's questions.

"Uncle, do you know how to deal with these processed fabrics?"

"Didn't Lao Xia tell you? Probably he didn't have time to tell you, yesterday when Lao Xia asked the factory leaders, the factory leaders touched their heads, the processing price of these fabrics is divided into three prices, eight or nine cents to a dime, because the raw materials of these cloths are according to the plan, so the cloth tickets have to be collected the same, and the factory leaders discussed and decided to collect half of the cloth tickets. ”

Some scrap products can also be marked with three price codes, which is strange enough.

The price of finished cloth on the market is between four and five cents, and the price should be very reasonable as a defective product.

Being able to leave half of the cloth ticket was another surprise for Wan Feng.

And this kind of operation?

"So how do you tell the difference?"

"It's on-site pricing, and it's as much as you set. ”

Wan Feng was a little confused, so who would set the price? Could it be that when he came to pick up the cloth, the factory leader personally set the price?

"Then who will set the price, won't it be your factory leaders themselves?"

The custodian smiled: "They are busy all day long, and they will still have this effort, of course, who cares who is here will decide." ”

Wan Feng's eyes lit up, could it be...

"Could it be that Uncle is you setting the price?" This seems to be a bit out of line with the rules and regulations, a custodian is also responsible for pricing, no matter how you think about it, this is unreasonable.

This is really a waste product without human rights, and even the pricing is just a random person to fool.

But this is good news for Wan Feng.

"Of course I'm pricing it. ”

Wan Feng felt that he had just taken out two boxes of cigarettes from the front door, which was really prescient.

"What goods do you take in the warehouse, I will set the price and invoice you, and then you will go to the accounting department to pay the money. ”

Wan Feng took a deep breath and suppressed the beating of his heart.

It seems that God always favors those who are well prepared. It's a pie-in-the-sky thing.

In the previous life, Wan Feng resolutely didn't believe in such a thing as pie falling from the sky, but now his belief was a little shaken.

Just because the custodian's face did not change color and his heart did not beat, he accepted two boxes of cigarettes, Wan Feng did not think that he was a person who adhered to principles.

"Uncle, your surname?" Wan Feng immediately expressed full respect to the custodian.

"Exempt from your surname Yan, strict and affordable. ”

It's a really affordable name.

"Then I'll call you Uncle Yan, Uncle Yan! Do workers like you bring their own food at noon or go home for dinner?"

"Haha, my house is more than a mile away from here, go home for dinner at noon. ”

"That's it, Brother Xia and I are going to eat out at noon, if Uncle Yan, you don't like it, let's have a light meal together, just have an extra pair of chopsticks." ”

Yan Feifei thought for a moment: "Is this good?"

"What's wrong with this, it's just a light meal, my Xia Dad is also here, Brother Xia, you ask Dad to come out and go out for some dinner together, if you are afraid that it will affect us to go farther, just go to the Weimin Hotel in Nandapo, I'll order a meal first, Uncle Yan will just go together with you and my Xia Dad when you get off work, don't forget to serve the Weimin Hotel." ”

At this time, the group had already walked to the middle of the factory, and countless workers were pouring out of various workshops, and it was now more than ten minutes before the afternoon shift.

Xia Qiulong quickly went to call him Lao Tzu, and here Wan Feng stepped out of the factory all the way to the north and went straight to Nandapo.

The textile printing and dyeing factory in the Weimin Hotel is seven or eight hundred meters away, and Wan Feng walked for about ten minutes.

There were not many people in the restaurant, so Wan Feng hurried to order.

Stir-fried shredded pork, chili tofu skin, chopped green onion and egg, stir-fried pork with fungus, chicken stewed with mushrooms.

There is a saying that the absence of fish in the Red Cliff does not count as a feast, so a plate of fish is essential, and the last dish is the carp with sauce.

It's just that this fish is a little smaller, and it is estimated that it is only about two catties, and such a small carp Wanfeng is usually not collected, which is too small.

A bottle of Red Cliff Aged Fragrance, this is considered a good local wine, and you need one more bottle of it.

This table was a relatively high-grade banquet at that time.

Wan Feng chose a table in the corner, and he had to make a cameo appearance as a waiter to serve the food.

When Wan Feng brought the dishes to a table against the wall, Lao Xia, Yan Fei and Xia Qiulong also happened to come.