Wang Hong still didn't go to the lunch dinner, but before leaving in the morning, he took out a large box of wild ginseng and handed it to his stunned mother.

Although Wang Hong's absence was a bit rude, this large box of wild ginseng could at least keep the second uncle from losing face in front of the boss.

I don't know what they said at noon, and when Wang Hong went home in the evening, there was something wrong with my mother.

"Son, what do you think of Wei Shuya?"

Yan Wanying, who was watching TV, suddenly asked Wang Hong, who was lying on the sofa next to her.

"Wei Shuya? Okay, what's wrong? Wang Hong was stunned and asked a little puzzled.

Yan Wanying's inexplicable eyes glanced at her son, and Wang Hong looked furious, before she nodded and said:

"If you think it's okay!"

Yan Wanying's words without a beginning or end made Wang Hong scratch his head a little, but he didn't like to figure out the thoughts of others, and he didn't want to bother at home.

Seeing that his mother shifted her attention to the TV again, Wang Honghan smiled and ran back to the room to sleep.

Today, he is not wandering around, but renting a floor in an office building not far from his home.

Originally, his Hongcheng International Trade Company only had a few part-time workers from a metal processing factory, although there were more than 1000 million on the books, it was still a leather bag company.

Since Wang Hong was preparing for large-scale cross-plane trade, many trivial matters naturally needed to be handled by others.

So today he not only rented an office building, but also selected a few professional managers through a headhunting company, although they have not officially met yet, Wang Hong does not think that these people are incompetent.

All they need to do is to buy, buy, buy, buy the goods that Wang Hong needs in time at a lower price, and then manage the storage matters.

They don't need to worry about sales at all, the other world is an ancient society, and the lack of materials is incalculable.

If it weren't for the fear of provoking people's eyes and angering some vested interests, Wang Hong would have already started large-scale cross-plane trade, sweeping the market in Mingcheng with the products of Dixing.

This year, due to some special reasons, a large number of multinational trading companies have been finished, and it is naturally easy to recruit people.

Coupled with a few part-time workers at the metal processing factory and an accountant transferred from Daddy's Supermarket, the company's framework was quickly set up.

After the personnel were ready, the first thing Wang Hong arranged made the employees dumbfounded.

Actually let them order 3,000 tons of frozen meat, as long as it is not broken, even if it is zombie meat that has been frozen in the freezer for a year or two!

Wang Hong's words stunned the employees, which country is so unfustinous that even zombie meat can be released into the country?

The boss is so messy, aren't you really afraid of being detained by the ship with the goods?

However, it is difficult to find a job these days, and since the boss asks for it, they can only carry it out honestly.

In recent years, food safety has become more and more important, and a large number of expired frozen meat has to be disposed of every year.

Several large meat factories in the city got together and pulled out 3,000 tons of ultra-low-priced, non-quality frozen meat.

Originally, these meat factories did not dare to sell indiscriminately, but as soon as they heard that they were exported to African countries, they immediately agreed.

Anyway, that group of wild black brothers have a strong physique, and they should be able to resist the impact of zombie meat.

It's just that the staff who went to purchase were covered in hair by the people in the meat factory, and their eyes seemed to be looking at a crazy profiteer, who was about to be beaten to death in a foreign country.

If these zombie meat are transported to Africa, there will definitely be big problems, but if it is transported to Mingcheng on that side, it will not have any impact.

Mingcheng is located at the source of the spiritual vein, and the concentration of spiritual energy far exceeds that of other regions.

The people living in Mingcheng have been nurtured by the aura for a long time, even if they have not practiced martial arts, their physique is comparable to that of a martial artist who has forged a small body, so they naturally do not need to worry about the harm of zombie meat.

It is precisely because of this special environment that the population of Mingcheng has exploded, far exceeding the normal urban population in ancient society, and the surrounding countryside cannot provide for it at all.

But there are frighteningly many rich people in the city, and all kinds of materials are in short supply, and the prices are naturally extremely high.

Staple foods such as rice and noodles can barely be controlled, and the price of meat has remained high, resulting in many ordinary families in Mingcheng not being able to afford meat at all.

Wang Hong's batch of frozen meat was shipped over, even if it was sold at a pound and a tael of silver, it was far lower than the market price of meat.

The most important thing is that there have been four bandits in Yunzhou recently, and meat from other places cannot come in at all, and there is a serious shortage of meat products in the city.

Wang Hong sold a large amount of pork at this time, which would not hinder others, and the resistance was certainly much smaller than usual.

If you can take this opportunity to become a stable supplier of Mingcheng meat market, the income will not be much worse than selling salt.

The storage bags now have a limited capacity, and they can transport about 30 tons of meat at a time, so they have to rent a cold storage near the company before they can get more storage bags.

After dealing with the matter here, Wang Hong returned to Mingcheng again that night.

Through the shopkeeper of Qingyang Building, who has a good relationship, he contacted several of the largest butchers in Mingcheng and invited them to Qingyang Building to talk about pork supply.

"You are all meat sellers, so Wang won't lie to you."

"These frozen meats in your hands are all processed from the food that cannot be eaten within our clan."

"It's been left out for too long, and although it's not bad, it definitely doesn't taste as fresh."

"At present, the clan can send about 100,000 catties every day, and the price is handled according to one catty of meat and one tael of silver, I wonder if you can eat them all?"

Wang Hong took out a few pieces of frozen meat and handed them to several butchers on the wine table.

The storage bag didn't surprise this group of people, but those few pieces of frozen hard meat, as well as the promise of 100,000 catties a day, shocked these guys.

They are well aware that freezing can extend the shelf life of meat.

But freezing hundreds of thousands of catties or even millions of catties of meat is really unimaginable for them.

"Wang Gongzi, my old cow is a rough man, so if you have something to say, you can ask directly."

After a moment of silence, a butcher who was more than two meters tall and covered in muscles was the first to speak.

Wang Hong smiled and nodded, waiting for the other party's inquiry, if the business cannot solve the customer's doubts, then the two sides will definitely not be able to do it for long.

"According to 100,000 catties per day, how long can your family provide?"

"If it's only sold for three or five days, just make a friend, we can agree to it now."

"If it's a long-term supply, then we have to talk about it in detail."

The butcher surnamed Niu seems to be rude, but in fact he is also a careful person, and the first question is to the point.

Wang Hong smiled and replied: "It will be available for as long as it takes, and the price will not change." ”

The zombie meat disposed of by the Xia Kingdom every year, not to mention a Ming City, even if the entire Tiannan Kingdom may not be able to eat it all, Wang Hong really has no pressure at all for the butchers to worry.

Hearing Wang Hong say this, the butchers couldn't help but look at each other.

How many pigs does the family behind this prince have to raise in order to maintain a daily supply of 100,000 catties for a long time?

Even if the bandits were not so arrogant in the past, pork was in short supply in Mingcheng.

Now that there is an additional source of goods with a very low purchase price, how can the butchers have a reason to refuse?

Of course, there are also butchers who have bad thoughts in their hearts, and none of them are true and good people.

But Wang Hong only sells 100,000 catties of frozen meat every day, and the payment received that day will definitely be brought back by the way the next day, and his own share is estimated to be not much.

This amount of money is not worth the huge risk they take to offend the forces behind Wang Hong.

Besides, everyone understands the difference between a saturated meal and a full meal.

As long as Wang Hong's frozen meat can be supplied stably, they can make a lot of money just by relying on the price difference.

No one who has reached this point in business is brain-dead, and it is too late to protect Wang Hong at this time, whoever dares to touch this cornucopia, they dare to do whomever they want.