Chip Tycoon Reborn

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It was very profitable to resell lard, which was known throughout the entire factory in later generations.

The population in factory and mining areas is concentrated and they eat commercial grains, and many people have the habit of eating lard. Therefore, the price of lard in factory areas is generally upwards of three or four yuan per pound.

However, in the meat factory across the river, there is so much lard that it cannot be sold out. Coupled with the rise of cold chain transportation in recent years, the meat factories in various places have been affected by the impact and their profits have declined, so they can only use lard to pay off debts of farmers.

Over the past few years, almost every household in the surrounding villages has stocked up a large amount of lard. The simple farmers do not understand the value of lard and only think that the meat factory is fooling them and defaulting on their debts. In the eyes of these villagers, if someone can come up with a

They can sell it for just two cents a pound.

This is a price difference of nearly twenty times.

The price difference was outrageous, but Li Lei jumped up in surprise: "What? Do you still...have to cross the river?"

Public transportation in this era was far less convenient than in later generations. There was no ferry crossing the river near the factory. To cross the river, you had to wait for the bus every morning, or ride a bicycle for several hours to go around the city and cross the bridge.

It is such a hassle, so crossing the river is no different in the eyes of many people than leaving the province in later generations. There are many people in the factory area who have never crossed the river in their lives.

In addition, there have been rumors in the past that the public security situation on the other side of the river is not good, even Li Lei felt a little scared when he heard that he was going to cross the river.

"We can earn at least dozens of dollars for a round trip. It's worth taking the risk," Zheng Nan said.

A few dozen yuan is not a small amount, it is equivalent to a month's salary in many small factories.

Li Lei then gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay! When I was in school, Xiaonan, you had the most ideas, so I just listened to you."

After deciding, Li Lei was going to borrow a bicycle from his neighbor, but Zheng Nan took him to buy cigarettes from a roadside kiosk first.

Li Lei was puzzled: "Xiao Nan, when did you learn to smoke? And you still buy so many."

Zheng Nan was helpless. No wonder Li Lei had been a small worker all his life.

"This is our magic tool to open the way!" Zheng Nan patted his pocket and told him.

Li Lei was blinded, and he really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Zheng Nan was selling in this gourd. But when he knocked on his neighbor's door to borrow a car, he originally refused to lend it to him.

"Oh! It's not that I don't want to lend it to you. I still have to ride it to work. If I lend it to you, why should I ride it?"

But when Zheng Nan took out a pack of cigarettes and slapped it into the other person's hand, the old man immediately beamed with joy and said repeatedly: "You can take the car and ride it. We neighbors should help each other!"

Li Lei was stunned by this Sichuan opera change.

Li Lei couldn't understand what kind of magic Zheng Nan was doing, and Zheng Nan didn't explain it. He just pulled him and rode on the road quickly. After all, it was such a long distance, and Zheng Nan wanted to get home before dark for dinner!

Riding my beloved bicycle, he will never be stuck in traffic!

Zheng Nan kicked off a powerful tiger under his feet and rode it happily on the road.

Off-roading and cycling were Zheng Nan's two major hobbies. Unfortunately, there were so many cars in later generations that you could only be cautious. Unlike now, there are almost no cars on the road, so you can move wherever you want.

Didi!

"What the hell is the little red guy doing blindly on the road? Are you seeking death?"

Sanctions may be late but they will not be absent. A black car from behind honked the horn angrily and rolled down the window. A young man with a long face and a pointed chin roared angrily with a Ninghai accent.

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Zheng Nan hurriedly moved to the side of the road, but the other party refused to let him go. He even deliberately turned in front of Zheng Nan and the others. Not only did he raise a large amount of dust and sand in his face, but he also loudly taunted: "Wuning, garbage town, go ahead and eat the sand.

Ha ha!"

"Gan! I'm so stupid, what the hell is this?" Li Lei expressed his emotions very elegantly in the local dialect.

As a last resort, Zheng Nan and Li Lei parked their cars on the side of the road and waited for the dust to disperse.

"My grandson ran so fast, otherwise I would have to cut a hole for him! I thought it would be great to drive a shabby car." Li Lei was still aggrieved.

"Mitsubishi Landlord is worth about five to six hundred thousand yuan, which is really impressive." Zheng Nan commented.

Li Lei was dumbfounded when he heard the price. The price of this car was as much as the production value of his old factory in less than half a year. No wonder it was so arrogant.

"What's the matter? I believe Xiaonan you will be able to drive a car like this in the future..."

Li Lei still spoke harshly, but his tone became softer. Obviously, he himself did not have such confidence.

Instead, Zheng Nan patted him on the shoulder: "It's true that Lu Shen is a luxury car, but he is famous for his messy wiring. I don't want to drive the car and worry about breaking down on the road all day long."

"I see, then I wish him a safe journey!" Li Lei became energetic again.

You kid is a bad learner!

"But we really should get a car." Zheng Nan thought, after all, now a barrel of lard can be transported by bicycle. In the future, when the business becomes bigger, what about dozens or hundreds of barrels at a time?

"By the way, Lei Zi, isn't your uncle not in the factory transportation team? Can you borrow a car?" Zheng Nan suddenly remembered.

Li Lei shook his head and replied: "I am in the transportation team, but I don't know if I can borrow a car."

"It has to work, but if I really can't, I can sign a contract with the leader of the transportation team. I can just rent a car with my money. If I can't get a small truck, a tricycle will do!"

"Okay, let's talk about it later when we get back." Li Lei looked up at the sun, "But let's hurry up and set off now, there are still more than ten kilometers!"

So they continued to set off, and after riding for more than ten kilometers, neither of them wanted to talk anymore.

Although Zheng Nan is a cycling enthusiast, first of all, this is not a professional bicycle. Secondly, the broken roads that can blow sand now are far from the asphalt roads of later generations. The bumpy road makes Zheng Nan feel like giving him lunch.

Got knocked out.

This time I have to get a car if I go back!

Zheng Nan strengthened this belief!

After passing an intersection, Zheng Nan turned left, and Li Lei immediately called to Zheng Nan: "Xiao Nan went to the wrong place, the meat factory is over there!"

Zheng Nan raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "If we don't go to the meat factory, we will collect it in the village."

"Why? Isn't lard made in a meat factory?" Li Lei didn't understand.

Zheng Nan put one foot on the ground, shook his head and told him: "But we don't know anyone from the meat factory, and we don't know who to get the goods from. We might as well go to the surrounding villagers. They have a lot of pigs that the meat factory uses to pay off debts."

Oil."

From the very beginning, Zheng Nan had no intention of going through the regular meat joint factory to get goods. Enterprises in this era generally have little sense of service, especially the meat joint factory, which has been very profitable in the past. Even the most ordinary employees in it can be proud of it.

Go to hell, just yourself and Li Lei were stunned, let alone the price, you couldn't even find a person in charge.

Zheng Nan's target was the lard accumulated in the surrounding villages. In his previous life, Zheng Nan knew that the lard dealers did this.

When I arrived at the entrance of Qingshan Village, I saw a farmer uncle wearing a straw hat and carrying a hoe resting on the roadside from a distance. Zheng Nan Li Lei hurriedly greeted him:

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"Hello, old man, are you from Qingshan Village? We would like to ask if you know where lard can be sold?"

"We don't have much lard to sell here, you can ask elsewhere." The old man replied, waving his hands without raising his head.

Li Lei looked anxiously: "Why is there no lard? Isn't your Qingshan Village used to raise pigs for the meat factory?"

The old man was not happy: "Raising pigs means lard? Even the heavy machinery factory has not built an artificial satellite to go to the sky!"

While Zheng Nan asked Li Lei not to worry, he took out a pack of Yongfang cigarettes and slapped it into the old man's hand: "Old man, we have no other intentions. We are from the heavy machinery factory. You know we eat a lot of oil there.

I don’t have enough tickets, so I don’t want to come to the countryside to see you. When I see that you are a person like Bai Xiaosheng in the village, I will definitely know.”

The old man weighed the cigarette in his hand, and then he smiled happily: "You are still a kid who talks well. If it were anyone else, my old man wouldn't even bother to talk to him."

"Come into the village with me. I have quite a few at home."

As he spoke, the old man got up and took Zheng Nan and Li Lei into the village. They followed the big ridge to a new brick house. The old man and his wife were at home. Not long after the old man entered the house, he took out a large oil drum with great difficulty and opened the lid. It was full of oil.

A bucket full of snow-white lard.

The old man patted the bucket and said, "Tell me how much you want."

"We want all of this bucket." Zheng Nan said, pointing to the bucket.

Zheng Nan's words made the old man and his wife extremely happy. The old man told Zheng Nan: "Well, it's easy to say. This barrel of thirty kilograms, you can pay six yuan, and the oil barrel will be given to you."

"Six yuan? This bucket?" Li Lei exclaimed.

Zheng Nan secretly thought that was bad, but he immediately exclaimed: "Yes, six yuan is too expensive. Last time we only charged five yuan. We rode all the way here, old man, please give me back the cigarette."

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Seeing Zheng Nan reaching out, the old man hurriedly covered his pocket: "I can't do it, I can't do it. How can I get back the things I gave away?"

The old man then took a step back: "Then it's still five yuan, and I won't take advantage of you."

Zheng Nan nodded in agreement, then counted out five yuan to the old man, asked the old man for a straw rope, and tied the oil drum tightly to Li Lei's bicycle.

"Uncle, do you still have oil at home or at the homes of relatives and friends?" Zheng Nan asked casually while busy.

The old man wondered why such a big bucket was not enough. It can be kept at home for more than half a year!

"Of course I can do it myself, but if it's delicious, I will come to you often to buy it, or my neighbors will ask me to buy it," Zheng Nan explained.

The old man suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly: "Of course, our Qingshan Village has enough lard pipes among other things, and it is the most delicious lard in the surrounding areas. It is exclusively supplied by the meat factory!"

"Okay, please contact me, please. As long as it tastes good, I will definitely buy it again." Zheng Nan said.

"Okay, okay!"

The old man said yes repeatedly, and then personally escorted Zheng Nan and Li Lei out of the village, jumping up and down with excitement.

My wife at home seemed a little unbelievable: "It's really sold? Someone really buys the lard!"

The old man shook the money he just received and said, "Sold it for five yuan!"

My wife's eyes immediately went straight: "So much? These city people are really rich, and they are willing to spend so much money to buy this oil."

The old man laughed loudly: "It's good that they are expensive. How can we make money from them if they are not expensive? Get ready, they may come more often in the future."

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