Xiang Lingxiao thought that the provincial candy factory would want the more complicated large round box.
Unexpectedly, the other party ordered both. He placed an order for 5,000 large round boxes at a price of 2,500, and 1,000 sets of the twelve zodiac animals at a price of 10,000.
"Director Jiang, you are really amazing." Xiang Lingxiao said in shock, "These twelve zodiac animals are ten yuan a set, and they didn't even ask any questions, but they ordered a thousand sets. Aren't they afraid that no one will buy them? I still don't understand it now."
"This is actually a psychological tactic. When customers buy one of the twelve zodiac animals, they will want the rest and often buy a whole set." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "The Provincial Candy Factory saw the business opportunity behind this, so they ordered a thousand sets without hesitation. What we need to do is to control the quality and not ruin our reputation."
Xiang Lingxiao nodded: "I'll have someone arrange it right away."
Jiang Wanyue stopped him and said, "Director Xiang, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you. I just looked at the account book and there are more than 5,000 or 6,000 yuan in the branch factory account. When this batch of goods is shipped, the amount in the account will exceed 10,000 yuan. What do you think of this money for the time being?"
Xiang Lingxiao shook his head: "You are the director of the branch factory, it depends on your arrangements."
"The bamboo weaving factory has more and more customers, and we need to deliver goods every now and then. We have to rent a truck every time, and the freight is a lot." Jiang Wanyue said, "It's the same with the fishery. A lot of money is spent on freight. I thought, why don't the two factories buy a truck together, each contributing a little over 10,000 yuan, and use it for 15 days each month. What do you think of this idea?"
Xiang Lingxiao didn't need to think about it at all, and voted in favor without hesitation: "You are thoughtful. We do need to arrange for the trucks. See how much the money from the two factories is still short of. If it's not enough, I will ask the main factory to make up for it."
"Thank you, Director Xiang."
Jiang Wanyue's face was all smiles.
In this way, the big problem of transportation is solved.
She first went to the commune and asked when they planned to buy a harvester.
Secretary Qin sighed: "The county's funding will be available for at least another month, and our commune is still trying to raise money."
Jiang Wanyue felt relieved.
Since the money from both parties had not been collected, she used the more than 10,000 yuan in the fishery account first.
The fishery cost more than 10,000 yuan, plus the bamboo weaving factory cost 6,000 to 7,000 yuan, which should be enough to buy a truck. After the money from the bamboo weaving factory arrives, the accounts of all parties will be settled.
This matter cannot be delayed. The sooner we buy it, the sooner the two factories will benefit.
Early the next morning, Jiang Wanyue took Zhao Xiangbei and Lin Jin to the provincial capital.
Zhao Xiangbei is in charge of the money, and Lin Jin went with him mainly to open up the market in the provincial capital, so that they can look after each other.
They arrived at the provincial capital in the evening of that day. After a night's rest, Jiang Wanyue and Zhao Xiangbei took a bus to the provincial automobile factory the next day.
After explaining their purpose to the security guard and handing over their official documents, the two of them followed in. A special staff member came to greet them and introduced them to various types of large and small trucks.
Jiang Wanyue fell in love with a medium-sized truck at first sight, but the price of medium-sized trucks was too expensive. The one in front of her was priced at 57,000.
This price is a direct deterrent.
I could only choose among the minivans, and the cheapest one was indeed 23,000, but it was too small.
The carrying capacity of this small truck is about the same as the tractor in their commune. Jiang Wanyue really doesn't want to spend money to buy it.
But there is no way, I have no money in my pocket and no other choice.
Finally, she chose the smallest black truck, paid a deposit of 5,000 yuan, and waited a few days to drive the truck back.
After leaving the car factory, Zhao Xiangbei couldn't help but ask, "No one at the fishery or bamboo weaving factory knows how to drive, what should we do?"
Jiang Wanyue joked, "Why don't the fishery pay for you to learn how to drive?"
Zhao Xiangbei shook his head like a rattle: "It's okay for me to settle the bill, but driving is too difficult. I don't dare."
"Look how scared you are. I was just joking with you." Jiang Wanyue glanced at the time. "Let's go have lunch first, and then go to the Agricultural Machinery University to take a look."
Zhao Xiangbei was puzzled: "What's the point of going to Agricultural University?"
Jiang Wanyue didn’t know how to answer, she just went to try her luck.
As far as she knew, hybrid rice was developed in the 1970s, but she was not sure about the exact year.
Now that we have come to this era and have the perspective of a prophet, we should do something meaningful.
After having dinner at a state-owned restaurant, the two took a bus and changed three buses before finally arriving at the agricultural school in the provincial capital.
Education is suppressed these days, and admission to university depends on recommendation. There are few places, and there are almost no new students in the university, and there is no academic atmosphere.
Jiang Wanyue randomly pulled someone over and asked, "Excuse me, who is in charge of the hybrid rice project?"
The student looked at her curiously and asked, "Who are you and why are you asking this?"
Jiang Wanyue said: "I heard that hybrid rice can greatly increase the yield of rice per mu, so why hasn't it been promoted yet?"
"I don't know who told you that you are so well-informed." The man pointed to the south. "Hybrid rice was developed the year before last. We overcame the technical difficulties last year. This year, we are preparing for small-scale trials in various provinces. It will be possible to promote it on a large scale next year. If you want to know more accurate information, go over there and ask Professor Zhou."
Jiang Wanyue hurriedly thanked him.
Zhao Xiangbei was confused: "Hybrid rice? What is that? Sister Jiang, where did you hear about it?"
"I came across this when I was reading a journal." Jiang Wanyue said, "I heard that hybrid rice can double the yield per mu. If our brigade introduces this kind of rice, everyone can eat white rice every meal."
Zhao Xiangbei couldn't believe it: "At present, one acre of land produces about 300 to 400 kilograms. If you say it will double, then one acre of land can produce 700 to 800 kilograms. Is this true?"
Jiang Wanyue nodded.
The fact is so incredible that the yield of hybrid rice per mu can reach more than 1,000 kilograms.
Thanks to Grandpa Yuan for developing hybrid rice, Chinese people no longer have to go hungry.
She just wanted to get there early so that the people in Xiaojing Team would no longer have to go hungry and could have delicious white rice for every meal.
I walked to a building on the south side and went in, but didn't see anyone.
This place belongs to the research institute, so Jiang Wanyue didn't dare to go around everywhere, so she just stood here and waited.
After waiting for more than half an hour, a group of people came in from outside.
The anxious voices of several people were heard.
"Professor Zhou, I visited more than a dozen brigades, and none of them were willing to try out the new indica hybrid rice, saying they were afraid of a bad harvest."
"The dozen or so brigades I visited had the same concerns. Food is the primary need of the people, and they don't want the food problem to become uncertain."
The oldest man in the middle sighed, "It's March now, and there's still more than a month before we can plant rice. Let's see if we can buy a piece of land in the name of the agricultural school, reclaim it, and then..."
"Why bother?" A clear and elegant voice sounded, "How much wasteland can be reclaimed in just one month? Besides, wasteland is not fertile, which will affect the rice harvest and the test data."
Professor Zhou looked up and saw a young woman walking towards him.
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