Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Time flows like water, and four days pass in a flash.

Looking at the sacks in the yard, Zhao Wenhao smiled with satisfaction.

He stretched, then turned around and asked, "Sister, how much have you collected so far?"

Over the past few days, Zhao Wenhao and Zhao Wenjing have been busy collecting herbs, while Wei Chunlan and Zhao Aiguo have been helping the construction team.

It is rare that Zhao Aiguo has not made trouble again these days, which makes Zhao Wenhao feel a little incredible.

"The total amount of honeysuckle is 1130 kilograms, and the amount of bupleurum is 780 kilograms." Zhao Wenjing flipped through the account book in his hand and then reported the numbers.

Zhao Wenhao nodded, indicating that he understood what was going on.

"Sister, you continue to collect them tomorrow and keep records. When the time comes, ask our dad to come and help you weigh them. I will sell them out tomorrow."

"Okay, I have no problem with that. But I can't guarantee whether our dad will agree or not." Zhao Wenjing agreed readily.

Zhao Wenhao grinned, "Don't worry, the mountain man has a clever plan. As long as you pay him, he will definitely do it. If we didn't need someone to keep an eye on the house and help out in the back, I would have asked him to come over long ago."

"It's up to you."

Zhao Wenjing continued to be busy, while Zhao Wenhao was preparing to make a phone call and ask Xiang Zhifeng to help arrange a truck to pick up the goods.

Ever since he discussed the car usage with Xiang Zhifeng last time, Zhao Wenhao felt much more relaxed.

Although he paid for the use of the car himself, he no longer had to drive the car to the train station and check it in by himself as before.

Once you arrive in Yangzhou, you have to find someone to pick up the goods.

That would not only make you tired, but also waste too much time.

"Brother Xiang, I'm Wenhao. I'd like you to arrange for a truck to come pick up some goods. Is that convenient?"

In the village committee office, Zhao Wenhao found Zhao Yuanchao and borrowed his phone to call Xiang Zhifeng.

"No problem, I'll arrange it in a minute and have the driver go there tomorrow morning." Xiang Zhifeng on the other end of the phone agreed readily, "Haozi, when you come back from Yangzhou, please stop by the factory. My dad wants to see you."

"Why does Uncle Xiang want to see me?" Zhao Wenhao couldn't help but feel curious.

Xiang Zhifeng was too lazy to say more. "You'll know when you get here. I'm busy right now. Give me a call before you come."

The phone was hung up quickly, and Zhao Wenhao fell into deep thought.

The reason why Xiang Mingyu came to him at this time was most likely about the production of ham sausages.

After offering him advice last time, Xiang Mingyu started to take action and even went to Henan Province to conduct an investigation.

As for the subsequent progress, Zhao Wenhao was not clear about it and did not ask about it.

Judging from the progress, the mechanical equipment should be almost in place.

After leaving the village committee, Zhao Wenhao stopped thinking about the matter. Since Xiang Mingyu had come to him, he must have had his reasons. He simply wanted to offer some advice, something he considered quite capable of.

The next morning, the truck arrived at Zhaojiayu on time.

With the help of everyone, all the collected herbs were loaded onto the truck, and Zhao Wenhao led the driver straight to the Yangzhou Chinese Herbal Medicine Distribution Center.

The matter went smoothly. A total of 1910 kilograms of herbs were divided into several portions and sold to several merchants.

As for the price, there has been no major change in honeysuckle, but the price of bupleurum has risen again.

The original price basically remained at around 12 yuan/kg, but now, only half a month has passed, the price has risen to 13 yuan/kg.

Of course, the impact on Zhao Wenhao is not that big, and he plans to pass this increase on to the villagers.

That is to say, all villagers will be calculated based on 7 yuan per kilogram, while his own profit will remain unchanged.

In this way, the villagers can earn 1.5 yuan for every kilogram they collect, which is definitely a happy thing for everyone.

Of course, Zhao Wenhao also gained a lot.

After this trip, after deducting all expenses, he made a net profit of 1.1 yuan.

Unfortunately, there is basically no more Bupleurum available by the end of this month. However, since the third batch of Honeysuckle has just been released, we should be able to purchase a few more.

After finishing his work, Zhao Wenhao bought some local specialties in Yangzhou.

Since he was going to visit Xiang Mingyu, it would be inappropriate to go empty-handed. However, he had plenty of cigarettes and alcohol. Yangzhou was close to the sea, so the seafood was certainly decent.

So Zhao Wenhao bought some sea cucumbers and abalone and took them back.

"Wenhao, I was just wondering when you'd arrive, but you'd be here so soon! Did everything go smoothly?"

Xuanzhou Food Processing Factory, factory director's office.

After nearly ten hours of trekking, Zhao Wenhao finally arrived here with a tired look on his face.

"Uncle Xiang, since you summoned me personally, how could I dare to neglect you? I've already taken care of everything and brought some Yangzhou specialties for Auntie to nourish her."

Zhao Wenhao handed over the gift and sat down at Xiang Mingyu's invitation.

"Wenhao, the equipment for producing ham sausages is already in place. This time, we spent a lot of foreign exchange, and we specially applied for it from the city. If there are any mistakes, I won't be able to explain it. So I specially invited you here to discuss it with you."

Xiang Mingyu didn't exchange pleasantries anymore, but went straight to the point.

In fact, this time he went against all odds and made it happen in an arbitrary and arbitrary manner.

He even asked his elder brother Xiang Mingxuan for help to apply for this part of foreign exchange for the purchase of equipment.

"Uncle Xiang, you've been to Henan Province to investigate. How is their progress so far?"

Zhao Wenhao did not avoid the issue, but began to understand the relevant situation.

"Haha, they've only just officially started production." Xiang Mingyu smiled complacently. "That's why they say bureaucracy kills people. That food factory started applying to buy equipment last year, but it wasn't until June of this year that they finally got their application approved.

When the equipment arrived, the relevant supporting equipment was not in place, and then the delays began again. It was not until last month that everything was sorted out and formal production began.

"Oh? This is actually a good thing for you." Seeing Xiang Mingyu's smug expression, Zhao Wenhao followed his lead and said, "If you can quickly formulate a plan, you can definitely compete with them and even monopolize most of the market."

"Tell me in detail." Xiang Mingyu politely handed over a cigarette and moved closer, intending to listen to Zhao Wenhao's opinion.

Zhao Wenhao did not hold back, but continued: “We can start from several aspects.

First: product.

Second: publicity.

Third: sales channels."

The literal meaning of these three items is easy to understand.

However, Xiang Mingyu, who was used to eating from the same pot and came from the planned economy era, obviously had only a vague understanding of how to implement it specifically.

And this is why he specially invited Zhao Wenhao over.