"Ready! We have all the goods ready!"
The village chief nervously rubbed his hands and asked, "Um, could we take all the goods away today?"
Huang Qinqin's pupils trembled slightly as she asked in a trembling voice, "Are all six thousand finished?!"
Village Chief Xu nodded affirmatively: "Yes, all six thousand have been made."
Upon hearing this, Huang Qinqin's expression turned somewhat silent. She was afraid that the village chief might neglect quality in order to rush the production and quantity.
"Village chief, let's go check the goods first."
Huang Qinqin hoped that Village Chief Xu would not do something that would be penny-wise and pound-foolish.
After arriving at the warehouse, Huang Qinqin and her group went inside to take a look at the actual items.
The warehouse was filled with bamboo cups, a vast quantity, neatly arranged. It looked both magnificent and elegant.
They wove a special bamboo basket for every hundred bamboo cups, and Huang Qinqin and her colleagues from the food factory each randomly picked up a cup from the basket.
After opening and taking a look, Huang Qinqin finally felt relieved.
The bamboo cup had no quality issues whatsoever; in fact, the carved patterns on it were even more beautiful than her own drawings.
The workers at the food factory were also very satisfied: "This cup is really beautiful."
Seeing that they liked it, the brigade secretary said, "There are exactly six thousand here, so we'll carve words on them too."
"However, we also have some with only patterns engraved on them, without any words. If you like, you can take a few home."
The food factory worker hesitated, saying, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? These can all be sold for money..."
"It's alright, the bamboo and everything else are readily available. It's just a matter of spending some time, and it's not worth much money."
"Take a few with you. They're not valuable, but they're quite useful."
The people at the food factory didn't know how much these bamboo cups cost, but Huang Qinqin did.
The factory only pays five cents for each one, so giving them a few is a good deal because it allows them to sell them well without spending much money.
She smiled and said, "Secretary, if you say that, then I'll take it seriously. Shall we take a few back?"
"Take whatever you want, take whatever you want."
After each of them took two, they started checking the quantity.
After confirming the quantity, the food factory worker gave a slip to the brigade secretary: "This is the payment slip. At the end of the month, you can take the slip to settle the payment."
The brigade secretary solemnly accepted the payment slip. This was the hope of the entire brigade, and it had to be kept safe.
The payment slips from the oil mill were in Huang Qinqin's hands, because the oil mill didn't have any trucks, or even tractors.
So they had no choice but to swallow their pride and ask the food factory to help them bring the bamboo cups back.
Then they went to the food factory themselves and took the bamboo cups back to the oil pressing factory.
So this time, no one from the oil mill came, so they had to ask Huang Qinqin to help them deliver the payment slip.
After seeing Huang Qinqin and the others off, several village chiefs surrounded the brigade secretary, staring intently at the settlement slip.
"Secretary, do you think they'll need this many more next month?"
"If we have this much income every month, won't our brigade be able to buy a tractor soon?"
"Why buy a tractor! A tractor is said to cost more than 20,000 yuan! How many bamboo cups would we have to sell to afford one?"
"If you ask me, it's more practical for the brigade to build a school right now. If they can't even read a single word, how will they be able to go to the city to work as laborers in the future?"
"Aren't you right?"
The brigade secretary listened to their noisy discussion, his eyes filled with anticipation for a bright future.
......
After we picked up the bamboo cups the day before, the oil press and food factory had already packaged them and delivered them the next day.
However, after being put on the shelves, the sales of this batch of products were not ideal. It had been more than half a day since they were put on the shelves, but only a few bottles had been sold.
Manager Gao frowned, looking at the data with dissatisfaction, and said, "We've put in so much effort, and this is all the sales we get? We can't explain this to our superiors."
So what are your thoughts now?
Huang Qinqin was actually mentally prepared for this result. She still had one last step to complete, so she wasn't too panicked for the time being.
She calmly replied, "Manager Gao, I've already sent out the manuscript. I expect it will be in the newspaper in a couple of days."
"At that time, it should attract a lot of people to come and buy. I don't think we need to be in a hurry now."
Not in a hurry? How could I not be in a hurry!
Manager Gao finally got praised by his superiors. If these goods don't sell, he won't be praised anymore, and he'll be criticized!
He asked with a slight headache, "Are you sure your manuscript will be accepted and published in the next couple of days?"
"Of course! I guarantee it."
Seeing Huang Qinqin's confident demeanor, Manager Gao decided to trust her for the time being. He guessed that Huang Qinqin probably knew someone at the newspaper and had gotten in through connections.
Did Huang Qinqin really know people at the newspaper and use connections to get in?
Of course not, Huang Qinqin didn't know anyone at the newspaper. But if we're talking about getting in through connections, then she definitely did.
However, the back door she used was a little bit special~
When she submitted her article, she slipped two yuan into the box and noted that she didn't need payment for it; she just hoped it would be published within the next two days.
Do you know how much a month's salary is these days?
Huang Qinqin felt a pang of regret for a long time when she had those two yuan. No matter who at the newspaper received the submission, they wouldn't refuse it.
This proved to be true; Huang Qinqin saw her submission the very next day and showed the newspaper to Manager Gao.
Now we just have to wait, wait for the cadres and influential people in various units to see this newspaper.
Huang Qinqin knew that Fang Chuchu's family members were probably also cadres, so she asked Fang Chuchu to invite her family over to show their support.
She, on the other hand, did something unprecedented: she bought an entire set of new merchandise from the department store.
Then it was taken to the Public Security Bureau and given to Xu Weiguo.
Xu Weiguo looked at Huang Qinqin with some surprise: "Why are you here? Is something wrong at home?"
Huang Qinqin placed the things she was carrying on the table and said softly, "There's nothing wrong at home. I brought these things specifically for Dad."
Xu Weiguo looked at the bamboo tube on the table. He was about to ask what it was when he suddenly remembered that it should be a bamboo tube cup made in Xujia Village.
He looked at these things with curiosity: "Hmm, these things are nice to look at, but they don't seem very practical."
The bamboo cup has words engraved on it, so you can easily tell what's inside, but it's so tiny.
Each one is only the size of a palm, and the bamboo tube itself is also thick.
Xu Weiguo tentatively asked, "How much do these cost individually?"
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