Chapter 7 Cold Drink Workshop

Jiang Yang simply took a few bites of food, took a cold shower, and went back to the room to rest.

Jiang Qing said with a distressed face: "Pay attention to the soles of your feet, you will suffer tomorrow morning." ”

Jiang Yang laughed and said disdainfully: "Manly man, what's the matter of grinding a few bubbles." ”

Jiang Qing sat down next to the sewing machine and began to continue to pedal.

The clattering sound is rhythmic.

Jiang Yang stared at the ceiling and said, "Soon I will change you to a big house, live in a villa, and drive a big house." Let each of you have your own room, never save electricity again, change the lights to a very bright light, just like during the day......"

Jiang Qing giggled when she heard this, turned her head and said, "You just blow it......"

Just as he wanted to say something, he found that Jiang Yang had fallen asleep.

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This sleep was dark, and when Jiang Yang opened his eyes, it was already dark.

I was the only one left at home.

Jiang Yang stretched out his hand to open the curtains, and a ray of sunlight shone into the room.

Suddenly the phone rang in the corner of the living room.

Jiang Yang just put on his slippers and was about to answer the phone, when he grinned in pain.

The bubbles on my feet yesterday began to hurt my heart today.

Jumping up and running to the living room to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is it Boss Jiang?"

"I am, who are you?"

"Let me introduce, I am from the Supply and Marketing Wholesale Department of Lianhua Township, and my name is Jia Quanyong."

It seems that the fuse reserved in Lotus Township yesterday has worked.

"Hello, what's the matter with me?"

"I heard that you can exchange cold drinks for food here, can we cooperate with you?"

Jiang Yang smiled: "Of course." ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was magnetic, speaking a local dialect of Stone Mountain.

"Boss Jiang, our supply and marketing wholesale department is well-known in these ten miles and eight townships, and hundreds of commissaries are purchased from us. You see this is good, this Lotus Township grain exchange thing, we will do it, so it is easy to manage. You also know that there are a lot of retail investors, and you are not easy to deal with in the city. ”

Jiang Yang couldn't hear what he meant, and said happily at the moment: "No problem, the exchange is still 1 to 1, and I will give you a commission of 2 cents per catty of grain." But as the saying goes, a deposit of 1 cent per bottle of cold drink is not less. ”

The other end of the phone laughed: "Boss Jiang, we all know the rules." I can say that your business is in our hands, and there is no problem at all for you to exchange ten tons and eight tons of grain every day! ”

Jiang Yang still said calmly: "I believe this, I have long heard of the reputation of your supply and marketing wholesale department. Well, we'll sign a contract this afternoon, but I don't know what your demand for cold drinks is. ”

There was a pause on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then he said, "Let's have three thousand bottles first." ”

Jiang Yang smiled after hearing this: "Mr. Jia, just now I said that it is not a problem to change ten tons and eight tons of grain every day, and these three thousand bottles are not enough for you in a day?" ”

"Since Boss Jiang said so, then I'm not stingy, let's start with five thousand bottles of cooperation for the first time, and I'll try it out." If the business is really opened, and then place a bulk order, you see how it is! ”

"Then it's settled."

In the middle of the morning, the phone rang constantly.

In addition to Lianhua Township, there are also telephones in Hongying Town and Chishui Township next door.

There are wholesale departments and farmers' own kiosks.

They all heard the news.

With only a small deposit, you can buy and sell at no cost.

Everybody wants to do this.

It doesn't have to be a commissary, old men and old ladies in the countryside can also work in the village.

Do you exchange cold drinks for food?

In exchange for a pound, you will make a net profit of 1 cent!

This job is so sought-after!

Jiang Yang answered the phone while recording the information and needs of these people.

According to his thinking, each township only needs to find a reliable representative. You only need to set aside a part of the profit margin, and you can save a lot of thought.

This is like an agent, layer by layer to make it easier to manage and control profits.

It wasn't until the middle of the morning that the phone had finally stopped a lot.

People in this era generally choose the prime time of 8 to 10 o'clock in the morning when they call errands.

It's more like a tacit understanding.

Jiang Yang roughly sorted out the contents recorded in the notebook.

In just one hour, nearly 20 calls were received.

All the orders combined, more than 20,000 bottles.

According to the deposit of 1 cent per bottle, he is about to have a cash flow of 2,000 yuan.

If the 20,000 bottles are replaced with corn, and sold to the grain purchase station for 3 cents per catty, it will be 6,000 yuan.

Throw away the cost of 5 cents per bottle and various miscellaneous commissions, the net profit is at least 4,000 yuan.

At this point, Jiang Yang's face showed a satisfied smile.

With the increase in orders, the production of cold drinks has become a major problem.

Zhou Hao's small workshop at home can produce 800 bottles of 1,000 bottles overtime, but it is absolutely unrealistic if it is tens of thousands of bottles a day.

And this kind of business is okay to do a small fight, once you get on the right track and make money, trouble will come to your door.

Not to mention that peers will follow suit, food safety alone will not pass.

Once someone reports it, the relevant departments will definitely find out.

Seeing that the business phone number was almost over, Jiang Yang then took out the phone number left by Zhou Hao yesterday and dialed it.

"Who!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was so irritable that Jiang Yang was so frightened that he took the receiver away.

"I, Jiang Yang."

Zhou Hao's voice instantly softened: "Brother Jiang! It's you, haha, I'm sorry, I just woke up and got up. ”

Jiang Yang didn't care, and said, "What are the production conditions there, I want to go and see." ”

Zhou Hao immediately responded: "No problem, I'll tell you the address, you can write it down." ”

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According to the direction, Shishan County is divided into four passes: east, west, north and south.

There is a bridge in Dongguan, which is called the Gate Bridge.

Under the bridge is a moat, and during the rainy season, the water of the moat will flow out along the gate bridge.

To the north of the gate bridge are rows of self-built houses, two-story buildings with a water.

The land was bought by the people themselves, and the small buildings were built at their own expense, and the hukou was naturally the urban hukou of Shishan County.

Jiang Yang rode the 28 bars and walked down the asphalt road of the Gate Bridge, next to the tumultuous moat, wafting with a faint fishy smell.

The return rate along the way is also quite high.

This year, the old phoenix's 28 bars have been almost eliminated, this kind of old-fashioned object, only the old man will ride it when he goes to the street to buy vegetables.

Young people like Jiang Yang will ride the new bicycle that has no front bar and a basket and bells.

According to the address given by Zhou Hao, cross a small stone road, enter the alley and turn left to the second house.

The bicycle drove quickly, and the bluestone slabs in the alley made a loud noise.

Underneath the bluestone slabs are house-to-house sewers, emitting bursts of foul smell.

Red iron gate, two stone lions at the door.

Jiang Yang just stopped the bicycle, and Zhou Hao opened the door wearing a pants vest.

A two-storey building with a single courtyard.

There are ginkgo trees in the yard, which are as tall as a two-story building.

A big black dog grinned and barked, and was reprimanded by Zhou Hao twice, and then lay there silent.

Jiang Yang's cart and bicycle entered the yard, and the smell of cold drinks and juice came from the surface.

The upstairs jingle sounds, it should be Zhou Hao's workshop.