At 6:30 in the morning, the sun shone through the window into the factory. Everything here was so quiet. The iron machines had been lying in the corner for a while and had hardly worked.

Since there is nothing to do, Li Shaomin gets up very late every day, and usually snores and sleeps heavily on the iron bed in the dormitory at this time.

At eight o'clock, Wang Fang rushed from her home to work in the rice noodle factory. It could be seen that her head had been carefully taken care of, her face was light makeup, and she was wearing a light-colored work clothes.

At the entrance of the factory, Li Shaoan took a broom to clean it, which seemed to have become his daily task.

"Manager, just leave the cleaning work to your brother. How can you do it yourself?" Wang Fang came to Li Shaoan with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't take much effort." Li Shaoan smiled and said, "Anyway, the factory has not started construction now, and it's idle, so just act as a move."

Wang Fang looked worried and asked, "Manager, our factory has been open for almost half a month and has not been officially operated. Water, electricity, rent, and workers' wages are all places where expenses are required. What should we do if this continues?"

"Don't worry, wait a little longer."

Li Shaoan had his own plan in his heart. Now there is not enough rice, so he forced the rice noodle factory to run. Then it will be stopped due to lack of raw materials after opening for a few days. The customers who just arrived had to run away because of out of stock. It would be better to wait until enough rice was enough before officially operating.

Wang Fang didn't care. She was doing things for Jiang Weibing anyway, so she didn't care about the life and death of the new rice noodle factory. She pretended to say, "Manager, we have to think of a solution."

Li Shaoan smiled and handed the broom in his hand to Wang Fang, instructing him: "I'll go out and help me clean the factory."

Wang Fang was stunned for a second, feeling unhappy. He wanted to say that he was a financial officer at least, but he actually asked to do something like cleaning. However, due to Li Shaoan's face, he did not dare to do it. He had to take the broom unwillingly and acted at the factory gate.

Li Shaoan came out of the rice noodle factory and came directly to the rice noodle restaurant that he was most familiar with. The beef noodles here were his favorite taste.

Locally, eating rice noodles is calculated based on two. There are two liang of rice noodles in a bowl of rice noodles, and there are three liang of rice noodles. The price of a bowl of rice noodles corresponds to the weight, and they are divided into two liang and three liang. These are ordinary pork toppings. If you change to beef toppings, you need to add one more cent.

Li Shaoan eats a lot, and often a bowl of noodles has to be served with two fried dough sticks, which costs 50 cents a meal.

"Boss Li, I heard that you recently opened a rice noodle factory, why haven't you sold rice noodle yet?"

"It's still under preparation. I'll ask Lao Zou Duoduo to take care of the business at that time."

"Is that necessary?"

The person who greeted Li Shaoan was the owner of this rice noodle restaurant. His surname was Zou. Li Shaoan usually called him Lao Zou.

This old Zou is in his forties and has been running this Xiaomi noodle restaurant with his wife for nearly ten years. Because of his unique taste, it is very popular among the residents of the town and is very representative among the rice noodle restaurants.

While eating, Li Shaoan started chatting with this old Zou.

"How much rice noodles can you sell in this rice noodle restaurant in a day?"

"Seventy or eighty kilograms of wet powder." Lao Zou said with a smile: "When the town goes to the market, there are more people coming to eat noodles, and they can sell hundreds of kilograms a day."

"Then now all your rice noodles are purchased from the old rice noodles factory?"

"Yes, I go to the rice noodle factory to pick up goods at five o'clock every morning." Lao Zou and Li Shaoan had a good relationship, and they all told Li Shaoan that they could say.

"Go and get a little cheaper, and wet powder costs 30 cents per pound. If you ask it to come there, it will cost 30 cents. Some restaurants find it troublesome and always give it to your door. But I am not afraid of trouble, and I can save a few cents if I go there."

"Three cents per pound."

Li Shaoan lowered his head and thought, "Carrying millet with two cents, and counting the processing fee, peeling the shell and removing the weight, the cost of rice is 24 cents."

Making one pound of wet powder can make six cents. If calculated based on Lao Zou's restaurant, the demand for 80 pounds per day, the gross profit is 4.8 yuan.

You know, there are more than 20 rice noodle restaurants in the whole town, including Lao Zou, all sizes. Li Shaoan has been going to these restaurants to eat noodle restaurants these days and conducts field research one by one.

Lao Zou's restaurant sells the best, with an average of 70 to 80 kilograms a day, while other places have about 60 kilograms a day.

If we can gradually grab all the restaurants in Yangqiao Town, the rice noodle factory will still have considerable income.

"Boss Li, do you want to add some more powder?" Old Zou smiled honestly and innocently.

"I'm full, thank you."

After walking out of the restaurant, Li Shaoan was in a good mood. Although the rice noodle factory has not been officially started yet, he is full of expectations for the future.

"Shao An?"

Just as I was walking, I heard a quiet voice from behind me and called Li Shaoan.

Li Shaoan looked back and looked surprised. He never thought it was Li Huiru's sister and Li Huiying.

Li Huiying was wearing a pair of black trousers and a white shirt. The combination was very conspicuous and gave people a clean and neat feeling.

"I just saw your back and I always felt that it was you, but I was afraid that I would call you wrong, so I called him softly." Li Huiying smiled and said hello to Li Shaoan.

"Sister Huiying is going?" Li Shaoan greeted.

"I just returned from sending my child to school and I'm still young and just went to kindergarten."

Li Shaoan thought to himself that Li Huiying is 33 years old this year, and her child has just been in kindergarten. It seems that this child is going to be quite late.

At that time, the national policy of family planning was strictly implemented, and ordinary workers had to face layoffs in their lives. It was impossible for cadres like Jiang Weibing to have more children, so there was no possibility of a second child.

"If Sister Huiying doesn't say it, I really can't tell you that you have children. You are at most twenty-four or twenty-five years old."

"Is that so? Your mouth is so sweet. Time flies. It's great if you say this." Li Huiying was very happy after hearing the complimentary words, and couldn't help but want to chat with Li Shaoan for a few more words, "Where are you walking?"

Li Shaoan smiled and said, "Isn't this a rice noodle factory going to open in a while? I'm doing market research recently."

"Market research, how to investigate?" Li Huiying was suddenly very interested in this.

"Yes, before the rice noodle factory officially opens, we need to roughly figure out how many rice noodle restaurants there are in the town and how much rice noodles each rice noodle restaurant consumes in a day. These are the most basic things."

Li Shaoan was easy to understand and simplified these things into the principles of marching and fighting, and the troops took the lead before they moved their food and grass.

Li Huiying doesn't know how to do business and never knows this. However, after hearing Li Shaoan say this, she feels relish. She especially trusts Li Shaoan's ability to do business, and gradually understands why her sister values ​​this young man so much.

Just when she thought of Li Huiru's use of him and pushed Li Shaoan to the opposite of Jiang Weibing, she knew that this was a very dangerous thing, and she couldn't help but worry for Li Shaoan.

"Shao'an, you are very young. Many parts of society are not as simple as you think. Think more about many things for yourself." Li Huiying said in a very obscure way. Standing in her position, she can only say this.

Li Huiying's words surprised Li Shaoan. Judging from his expression and listening to his tone, his words were indeed full of concern. This made Li Shaoan not expect that although the sisters Li Huiying and Li Huiru looked similar, they were completely different in their hearts.

"Sister Xie Huiying reminds me, I will remember it."
Chapter completed!