"What does uncle mean, there is only one cold drink factory in Lanxian County?"

"There were five of them before, and they were all eliminated by the cobblers."

"Uncle, tell me about it."

Li Shun didn't expect that the leathersmith was doing an exclusive business, so it was no wonder that he flew two thousand oceans with one fist.

Hanwha hurriedly took out the good cigarette in his pocket, handed one to Wu, and took out the lighter to light Wu.

Now that it's approaching dusk, basically no one buys cold drinks, and Lao Wu has time to chat with Li Shun.

An old man and a young man sat on a small bench, and Lao Wu, a senior cold drink retailer, gave Li Shun the development history of cold drinks in Copeland County.

The first cold drinks were popsicles, which were made in insulated buckets and filled in long, three-sided plastic bags.

Fill it with water and tie a dead knot in the plastic bag.

Later, it was sealed with a plastic sealer and shaped like a ham sausage.

The first person in Lan County to produce popsicles was a hammer leatherman, Lao Wu recalled with a smile:

"I want to be an old man when I opened a shop at South Street Elementary School, and I went to the cobbler's house to buy popsicles with a basket. Buy in three points, sell in five points, and earn two cents for one bag. But money was worth a lot back then. ”

"Uncle, the business in the school is good, why don't you do it?"

"The principal drove me away and let his daughter-in-law do it, Grandma Wan."

Li Shun mourned for Lao Wu for three minutes, which is really real in the world.

Lao Wu scolded Principal Sun a few words, continued to popularize the history of cold drinks, and mentioned the hammer cobbler.

It is said that the hammer tanners went to the Mongolian district to sell furs, and found aged vinegar packaged in plastic bags in Jin Province.

Immediately thought of replacing vinegar with drinks, so he bought a semi-automatic liquid packaging machine and took the lead in the ice pack business in Lan County.

Lao Wu continued to sigh:

"I rode my tricycle to the cobbler's house to buy ice packs, bought them for five cents, sold them for a dime, and earned five cents for a bag. Until now, it has been this profit. ”

Li Shun pursed his lips and smiled, and had to admit that the hammer cobbler was a smart man with an admirable sharp business vision.

It's fun to play against such an opponent, whether you win or lose, but the loser won't be me.

The cobbler made his fortune from ice packs, and spent a lot of money to buy a popsicle machine, and ice packs and popsicles were made together.

Some people are red-eyed, and last year three new cold drink factories were opened in Lan County.

By the end of last year, all three of them had closed down.

Two of the cooler bag machines were sold as scrap metal, and the third machine was bought by the hammer cobbler. Li Shun asked Lao Wu:

"Why did they go out of business? Ice packs don't taste as good as Pippi? ”

"It's not! The taste is almost the same, they can't play with the ice bag machine. ”

Old Wu stepped on the cigarette butt, and Hanwha hurriedly put on the cigarette and lit a fire for Wu boss. Lao Wu said with a smile:

"In February this year, a new Qianfeng cold drink factory was opened. At the beginning, I only made ice packs, but I couldn't play with the machine, and the goods couldn't be sold. ”

Li Shun was puzzled that the liquid packaging machine was a large plastic sealer.

The core technology is to control the temperature, the temperature is low and the mouth cannot be sealed, and the temperature is high and the plastic packaging is burned.

The biggest cost of ice packs is plastic packaging film, which is scientifically called polyethylene material.

Could it be that the four cold drink factories could not control the temperature, and the large number of raw materials for production was burned by the machine, and they couldn't stand the loss of money and went out of business?

"Uncle, what you said you can't play with the machine, it's a lot of rotten bags, right?"

"Huh? You know that too? ”

"Such a simple machine can't be played, and it deserves to go out of business."

"Young man, it's not a small tone." Lao Wu laughed, stood up and patted his buttocks:

"Come on, let's talk a few more words."

Lao Wu took Li Shun to the back of the freezer, pointed to a plastic bag and said, "Look at it." ”

A long transparent plastic bag containing a hundred ice packs.

There is standing water at the bottom of the plastic bag, which means that the ice pack inside is rotten.

"This is the cobbler's goods, a hundred ice bags are rotten at most five bags, and Qian Feng's goods are rotten or more than ten bags." Lao Wu smiled wickedly.

Li Shun nodded, this is a fatal question.

If Lao Wu buys a cobbler's ice bag, a bag of rotten five bags will sell it for five cents less.

Buy a lot of ice packs, ten or more bags of rotten bags, and sell them for more than one dollar.

Who can withstand this?

Even if Qian Feng is a little better than Pi Pi, a retailer like Lao Wu will not buy Qian Feng's, so Qian Feng can only go out of business.

"At the beginning, Qian Feng was replaced, and you could exchange the rotten bag for a new one. Later, no one bought his goods anymore. Lao Wu sneered:

"Qian Feng's turtle grandson still owes me more than 50 rotten bags."

Li Shun smiled and said nothing, it was a joke to replace the rotten bag with a new one.

Retailers will puncture ice packs with sewing needles, sell drinks for money, and take empty bags to find money to get them new.

Just like Lao Wu, he can make more than 50 empty bags at once.

Qian Feng will definitely not be able to withstand it, so he will go out of business.

"What Uncle Wu means is that the cobbler can play with the ice bag machine, so his ice bag business is still standing?"

"Yes, that's what it means. The cobbler has been working for a long time and can cure the disease of the ice bag machine. There are 100 bags in a big bag, and everyone can pinch their noses and recognize if they are less than five bags rotten. ”

After Lao Wu finished talking about the cobbler, he continued to complain about Qian Feng:

"Qian Feng can't make ice packs, and he invested in a popsicle machine, which doesn't taste as good as a cobbler, and he has no business and is preparing to dismantle the machine and sell parts."

Speaking of this, Lao Wu's wicked smile became even stronger, and he lowered his voice and said:

Qian Feng lost all his family money, and his daughter-in-law divorced him. The two quarrel every day, and the days will definitely not last long. ”

It seems that Lao Wu is quite resentful, as if he is looking forward to Qian Feng's divorce, on the grounds that Qian Feng owes him fifty ice packs.

"Uncle, is Qian Feng's machine still there?" Li Shun was interested.

"He can't sell it! The machine, which was less than a year old, was reluctant to sell scrap iron, and the cobbler pressed his price. Lao Wu's eyes lit up and said:

"You're going to have a cold drink too? I advise you not to enter the industry. So many people can't play with the ice pack machine, can you play it? ”

"It should be. I have worked in a cold drink factory in Beijing and am proficient in operating most of the cold drink equipment. ”

Lao Wu didn't believe it and thought that Li Shun might be bragging.

Hanwha was sure that Lee Soon was bragging, and said to himself, my brother, you have been learning carpentry from my uncle since you graduated from high school, and you have never left Lan County.

Li Shun didn't care whether they believed it or not, and said in a sincere tone:

"Please also ask the old gentleman to tell me where Qianfeng's factory is, and I will go and see his machine."

After speaking, he opened the freezer, took out two bottles of canned Coca-Cola, opened one bottle and handed it to Lao Wu.

"Don't drink it, don't drink it, I'll sell it." Lao Wu waved his hand and refused.

"You're a frugal person, but you can't drink Coke." Li Shun casually put the Coke on the freezer.

Looking at Coke, Lao Wu was a little distressed, so it was better to give him three yuan directly.

"Young man, the ice pack machine is really hard for ordinary people. The cobbler is an old cadre, and there are still rotten bags in the leather ice packs. ”

"Haha, thank you for your kindness, please tell me the address of Qianfeng Cold Drink Factory. I'll just go over and take a look, not necessarily buying. ”

"Okay, I'll write it down for you with a pen, his house is very remote."

Li Shun smiled and nodded, now you can pick up the leak, there is no need to spend a lot of money to buy a new machine.

Originally, I was worried that the 2,000 yuan compensated by the hammer cobbler would not be enough to buy an ice pack machine, but now I am not worried.