A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

In Hangzhou, at the Qunyi Brigade, Hu Dahai was sitting at home, looking at a small box in front of him.

Inside this small box were a full 20 small glass jars.

Hu Dahai picked up a bottle from the pile and looked at it from all angles. The bottle looked like a miniature version of a cylindrical lychee can.

The bottle also had a label around it with the words "Qunyi Brand Mixed Meat Sauce" written in large characters.

The label was wrapped around most of the glass bottle, leaving a gap of about two centimeters. You could clearly see that the bottle was filled with a shiny black solid substance.

That's right, this small box contains the meat sauce canned goods that Ma Mei recently produced.

Their factory building is still not finished. It's a three-story building, but the roof of the third floor hasn't been poured with concrete yet.

However, Zhang Zhaoxing recently helped me find a set of second-hand equipment, a whole production line, all for only 10,000 yuan.

He asked Hu Dahai if he wanted it, and Hu Dahai agreed without hesitation. Anyway, one production line would definitely not be enough in the future, so why not take the opportunity to buy a second production line as well.

The equipment was cheap, but the seller insisted that they take it away as soon as possible.

Hu Dahai originally planned to leave the food at Zhang Zhaoxing's food factory for a while, and then bring it over once the factory here was completed.

When Li Wude heard about this, he immediately cleared out an old equipment storage room in the brigade and let Hu Dahai use it for a while.

Previously, this equipment storage room was used to store some collective tools of the brigade, such as pots, pans, tables, chairs, and so on, for the communal meals.

Later, the land was distributed to individual households, so in the past few years, these things that were supposed to be distributed were distributed, and those that were supposed to be sold were sold, and most of them were cleared away.

Hu Dahai took a look and found that it wasn't very big, but it was just barely big enough to fit all the equipment inside.

It's just that it's not very convenient for people to walk around on the side.

But when Ma Mei heard that the equipment had arrived, she couldn't sit still and immediately asked to go there and try it out.

She spent nearly a week or two fiddling around in that cramped equipment room before she finally managed to get that box of meat sauce out.

The moment it was finished, Ma Mei showed it to Hu Dahai.

"This looks pretty good." Hu Dahai nodded with satisfaction: "The words 'Qunyi brand' sound old-fashioned, but it actually looks quite nice when it's pasted on the outside."

When deciding on this brand, Hu Dahai thought of the name Qunyi. Since the people in the brigade cared about him and were willing to give him the hemp station, he also planned to give back to the brigade and spread the name Qunyi through these canned meat sauces.

The design of this meat sauce can was handled by a designer from Zhang Zhaoxing's food factory. They usually have a dedicated designer for the appearance of all their products.

So helping Hu Dahai and his team with the design was just a side job.

“Yes, I asked many people in our brigade to take a look, and they all said it was beautiful,” Ma Mei quickly added.

"How efficient is the production? How many can one production line produce in a day?" Hu Dahai couldn't help but ask.

He was still more concerned about the production volume. After all, if this mixed meat sauce became a hit, it would inevitably cause a scramble in the market, and the production volume would directly affect how much money he could make.

Ma Mei pondered for a long time this time, calculating clearly in her mind, before saying to Hu Dahai: "I paid a little attention when I was doing it. The equipment here is not stacked very well, and my legs are not very nimble, so it will take about three hours to make one batch."

"A single batch can produce up to 200 jin (100 kg), which is 800 bottles."

"That means we can make about 6000 bottles a day."

With 6000 bottles, and considering both production lines, losses, or machine malfunctions, that would be close to 10,000 bottles per day.

Hu Dahai was quite satisfied with the result; 10,000 bottles a day was enough for the initial sales.

He nodded and said, "Not bad, this canned food looks decent. You've worked hard. If you have time later, continue production."

He also offered some suggestions: "Since you have difficulty walking, you can find some capable women in the brigade to help you learn and do the work. When our factory is built and the production line is set up, these workers can start working directly and can also become experienced masters to teach apprentices."

"Oh, right." Hu Dahai thought of something and pretended to take out a stack of 10,000 yuan bills from his briefcase. In fact, he took them out from his spatial storage. Reaching into the briefcase was just a disguise.

"Here's 500 yuan. You'll definitely need money to hire people."

Ma Mei didn't take the money. She took two steps back and said, "Dad, no need. I have money. The money from my wedding is still in my hands. I can use that money."

Hu Dahai was speechless: "How can that be the same? If I told you to take it, then take it."

Even though Hu Dahai said that, Ma Mei still refused to agree no matter what. She insisted, "Dad, it's really not necessary. I'm already very satisfied with your 20% share. If I were to do it myself, I wouldn't even know where to buy this equipment."

"If you give me more money, I'll feel guilty and won't know how to face you."

Seeing that Ma Mei had said that, Hu Dahai did not insist on giving it to her anymore.

He replied, "Okay, then just tell me if you need money."

"Let me remind you, when hiring workers, you absolutely cannot save a little money by hiring lazy people. It's better to pay higher wages and hire reliable, good-natured, and quick-working people, understand?" Hu Dahai thought for a moment and still reminded him.

"Okay, I understand," Ma Mei replied.

Hu Dahai put the box of mixed meat sauce into his storage space, planning to find an opportunity to promote it outside.

The problem is that they don't know whether to send Wang Jian and his team out to promote the products or to use other sales channels.

However, Hu Dahai is not in a hurry. Production has not started yet, and there is no inventory. If there are no suitable channels and opportunities, it will not hurt to wait.

Just as Hu Dahai finished putting away the box of mixed meat sauce, someone rushed over.

It was none other than his eldest son, Hu Guanbao.

"Father, Father, Father!"

Hu Guanbao ran while shouting excitedly.

"What's wrong?" Hu Dahai asked, frowning.

"Dad, all the granite paving over there has been finished. Come and take a look, it looks so beautiful!" Hu Guanbao shouted his purpose before even running over.