After the cooperation was negotiated, Zhang Jianjun asked the people in the factory to start production, because the bread machine had many people and manpower, and it would not take much time to finish it.

According to his requirements, Zhang Jianjun only produced five boxes of each first, and if the sales volume was completed, the supply could be stable.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jianjun asked people to send the bread to the big supermarket, and Lao Pang greeted him at the door, and put the bread in the most conspicuous position.

You can see it at the first glance when you pass by the supermarket.

"Yo, what kind of bread is this?"

"Your eyes are so sharp, I just got on the new product and was seen by you, this bread is a new arrival, do you remember the last one-dollar bread, this is an upgraded version."

When the woman heard this, she went in and looked, and there were so many types of bread that she was dazzled.

"These breads are much better than last time, aren't they particularly expensive?"

The woman looked a little moved, but she was afraid that the price would be too expensive and she couldn't afford it.

"Eldest sister, I'll just say so, you get what you pay for, I spent a lot of effort in order to get in, people only sold me a supermarket, I also went to see the factory with my own eyes, absolute health and safety, the best use, you look at the chocolate, I'm afraid I haven't eaten it, right?"

She felt that what Lao Pang said made sense, and she knew that the materials were not simple, no matter how expensive they were, they had to buy a few and go back to taste them.

"The bread before was one yuan, right, this one is two dollars five, you can open it and taste it to know where it is expensive, how much is the bakery, this bread is still so big, the children are full, isn't it good to have breakfast?"

Under the old fat's rhetoric, the woman hurriedly bought a few.

"Okay, I'll buy some if it's delicious."

In this way, the bread business opened, and as Lao Pang expected, everyone couldn't stand anything new, and they wanted to buy it as long as they saw it.

In less than a week, all the bread was sold out, and Lao Pang hurriedly came to the factory to find Zhang Jianjun with the money in his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, our cooperation has to continue, this bread is really easy to sell, everyone likes to eat it, didn't you say it was okay at the beginning, I will give you the money after selling, I will count it."

He put the money on the table, and Zhang Jianjun just glanced at it and didn't count it.

"Doing business is about integrity, I don't have to count the money, by the way, I want to ask a question, which of these breads sells the slowest?"

Zhang Jianjun felt that it was a good thing that he didn't have to go to the market research by himself if he asked, and he could save some time.

"Banana flavors are more difficult to sell, not many people like to eat this, most people like strawberry flavors and chocolate, and I am confident that these two are mass-produced."

The old fat patted his chest to prove it.

"Okay, how much are you going to want this time?"

"You can bring me twenty boxes of strawberries and chocolates, and you can take some of the rest, and I'll give you the money at a rate of seven yuan."

The cooperation between the two was very smooth, and Zhang Jianjun found that Lao Fat was also very kind in business, and he never thought of touching a little oil and water.

"Okay, I'll get you all the goods in three days."

Zhang Jianjun is quite satisfied with the sales of this supermarket, and it is better to give only one supermarket than to multiple supermarkets in batches, so that there are fewer things that can happen.

Now everyone knows the existence of one-yuan bread, and bread freedom has also been realized, and Zhang Jianjun's name is very loud.