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Zhang Fenglan replied to the current actual production capacity of No. 9 Hospital.

"Let me think about it first." Jiang Yichen said a word and hung up the phone. He needs to think about it now and sort out his industry and subordinates.

The current industry is divided into two parts, the Dingxiangyuan Malatang Shop and the Mille-Feuille Cake Workshop in the No. 9 Courtyard of Xiushui Lane and its subordinate Koufuduo Shop.

The Malatang restaurant is led by Aunt Wu, and there are three people: Su Xiaojia, Chu Liangui, and Xiao Liu.

The entire mille-feuille project is in charge of Zhang Fenglan, with Gu Zifen, Xiao He, and two other workers under her command. Among them, Xiao He stood at the counter of Koufuduo Shop.

The small courtyard of Xiushui Lane, currently used as a supporting workshop for Koufuduo shop, has complete equipment for making all kinds of pasta, and now the daily output of mille-feuille is 600 sheets.

Of these, 300 were supplied to the Koufuduo shop on Helin Road, and 150 were wholesaled to Sun and Hu's dealers. It is said that there are quite a few, but it is reported that there are tight everywhere and there is not enough to sell.

The seasoning of Yunsha Island has already begun to be produced, and new plots have been opened, and the output is about to be doubled.

Since the market demand is so large, it is only natural that the production capacity of mille-feuille will continue to expand.

At present, the direct cost of mille-feuille is nearly eight yuan per sheet, and it can be reduced with the increase of production. The wholesale price is 16 yuan, calculated according to the output of 1,200 pieces per ri, plus the batch zero price difference of the small store, then it is a gross profit of more than 11,000 yuan, more than 330,000 yuan per month, and then deducting rent, water and electricity bills, various taxes and fees, public relations expenses, etc., the net profit in a single month is likely to reach 28 or 90,000 yuan. Impressive indeed.

As for the distribution of the new 600 sheets. The small store of Koufuduo has increased by 100 sheets, and the original Sun and Hu don't need to be considered first. It is not a good thing for interests to be gathered in the hands of a few, and it is more appropriate for those who see it to have a share.

Since the other three families on Hongguang Street have been found, they have to give some face, so let's divide each family into seventy first, anyway, they can't all be concentrated on one street. The rest is wholesaled elsewhere, such as the relatives I just mentioned.

Of course, it is still necessary to continue to implement the principle of giving priority to laid-off workers' booths. It is reported. In order to alleviate social contradictions, the relevant departments have not only given preferential policies to this special group, but also have a relatively high degree of tolerance in some aspects.

What's more, the name of helping laid-off workers to re-find employment is not good, as the saying goes, it is easy to do things with a halo on your head.

In case the 11,000-layer pie project gets some trouble in the future, or if someone wants to make it difficult, hehe. No matter how bad it is, the temper of the laid-off workers' brothers and sisters is not so easy to provoke.

After figuring out the matters before and after, Jiang Yichen hung up the phone to Zhang Fenglan again, first informed the dealer's selection principle, let her start preparing for the expansion of production capacity, and sent her a new batch of spices when she turned around.

Afternoon. Jiang Yichen went to work in the nursery first, the expansion of mille-feuille production capacity is imminent, this position cannot be given up for the time being, so let's be troublesome.

After finishing the incident, he borrowed Old Man Liao's tricycle and rode all the way to the No. 9 courtyard of Xiushui Lane.

Find a secluded place outside first. Bundles of green onions and woven bags of ginger are taken out of the space and placed in the carriage. Then ride into the yard.

Zhang Fenglan is checking the accounts. Seeing this, he hurriedly came over to greet him and counted the receipts.

Now that she has officially performed the duties of the project supervisor, her salary has naturally changed, increasing to 3,800 yuan per month, which is a lot higher than when she first entered the store.

After the handover, Jiang Yichen inspected the situation in the production room, and then discussed some specific matters with Zhang Fenglan.

Until more than six o'clock, I left Xiushui Lane and came to Dingxiang Garden on Helin Road to help.

At eight o'clock in the evening, after the last table of customers has left, the staff close the store and start dinner.

After the meal, Jiang Yichen went to the backyard and came back with an iron bucket in his hand.

"Xiaojia, I brought some specialties back this time. I texted you last time. He put the iron bucket on the ground and beckoned Su Xiaojia to come over and take a look.

Su Xiaojia leaned over curiously, only to see that there were more than a dozen yellow-brown mussels in the bucket, as well as a little water.

Her eyes widened, they belonged to the same species as the last pearled mussel, and they were even bigger.

"Yo, it's a pearl mussel again, so much. Where did you get it? Aunt Wu passed by and was quite surprised to see the contents of the bucket.

"A fisherman friend went out to sea to catch a few and gave me a few to play with. Let's find a place to open it, and hopefully we'll have luck this time. Jiang Yichen explained casually, and proposed to Su Xiaojia.

Su Xiaojia thought for a moment, and then stretched out her finger and pointed upstairs.

Jiang Yichen nodded, so the two of them came to the small warehouse on the second floor to store the spices, took the key and opened the door. Aunt Wu still had to clean up the store and take inventory, so she didn't follow.

Turning on the ceiling lamp and table lamp, finding a basin and putting it on the table, Jiang Yichen picked up a big clam and threw it in, holding a stainless steel short knife in his right hand, and was about to do it.

Woo, Su Xiaojia waved at him again and again, looking a little anxious.

"What's wrong? Xiaojia. Jiang Yichen hurriedly stopped when he saw this.

Su Xiaojia made two gestures and asked him to wait for a while. Then he went out to his room.

Jiang Yichen was a little puzzled, but he had to wait in place. I don't know what the little girl wants to do.

Not long after, Su Xiaojia entered the house with a stainless steel tray, in which a scalpel, a curved needle, a small piece of wood, a cotton wool, a wine bottle, tweezers, a small flashlight, and two other things I didn't recognize.

"Xiaojia, what is this for? How to look like a female doctor doing surgery. Jiang Yichen asked strangely.

Su Xiaojia put the tray on the countertop, took the pen and paper, and made a gesture with a writing, which made the other party understand her thoughts.

It turned out that last time Jiang Yichen would bring back the pearl mussel to dissect and take the pearl, and then the mother mussel died. This made her feel unhappy and unbearable.

She always felt that the mother mussel was hard, and it took many years to grow such beautiful pearls, and it was cruel for humans to kill them in order to get the pearls.

Later, I searched for relevant information on the Internet and found that there is now a pearl extraction technology, which can make the female mussel continue to survive after taking the pearls. Two days ago, Jiang Yichen told her in a text message that she was going to bring back a batch of female mussels this time, so she asked nǎinǎi to accompany her to a big store selling pearl crafts, bought this set of tools, and asked the technicians there to give them simple training.

"I always thought that the beads were cut directly, but I didn't expect this technology to exist. Hey, I was negligent in this matter. Okay, let's take the beads, raise the female mussels for a few days, and then I'll send them back to my hometown, okay? Jiang Yichen said with emotion.

Su Xiaojia was also very relieved to see that he understood him, so she nodded again and again. And began to start preparing and sterilized the instruments with wine.