While Qin Yuzhu and her siblings were borrowing money to make ends meet, Yu Mingxiang's plaster workshop was also being prepared in full swing.
Fortunately, the courtyard at the entrance of the village is large enough, and there are many empty rooms in the two courtyards.
That evening, while Yu Mingxiang was giving Gu Guanhai acupuncture treatment, the Qin brothers, Weiguo and Xiangdong, tidied up the east room in the front yard.
The east room in the front yard was originally a storage room used by Yu Mingxiang to store supplies.
After the two brothers moved the things inside the house to an unused room in the backyard, the room, which was several dozen square meters, was left empty.
After Yu Mingxiang finished acupuncture on Gu Guanhai, she took a ruler, paper, and pen and went to the east room.
She used to use a small stove to make herbal plasters, but now that she has received a large order and needs to produce them in batches, it is no longer practical to use a small stove.
She plans to build two stoves in the east room, and then put them in a large pot to quickly boil the ointment.
As Yu Mingxiang was writing and drawing, Gu Guanhai, who had already dressed, walked over with red eyes.
He glanced at what she was writing and drawing in her hand, frowned and said, "Two stoves are too few. Since we're going to have to go through this trouble anyway, we might as well make a few more."
As he spoke, he pointed to the east wall, "Let's build along the east wall, as many sections as we can, so we don't run out of space later."
Upon hearing this, Yu Mingxiang was speechless.
He glanced at the east wall and frowned slightly.
The east room is more than ten meters long, and a country-style stove is about one meter wide. If you build along the east wall, you'd have to build more than a dozen stoves!
"Not enough? Aren't you overestimating our production capacity?"
She muttered, "With more than a dozen people working together, we can produce 20,000 plasters by the end of the year at the latest. But setting up more than a dozen pots at once, not to mention anything else, I don't even know where to get stainless steel pots that can be used to boil Chinese medicine!"
You can't use iron or aluminum pots to decoct Chinese medicine, and stainless steel was a special material in those days, so it was never used to forge pots.
She had just discovered the problem and was worried about it. She planned to go to town tomorrow to see if Mayor Xiao and the others could help her think of a solution.
Upon hearing this, Gu Guanhai glanced at her and said, "A stainless steel pot, right? How many pots do you need? I'll have someone get them for you."
Yu Mingxiang stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "You have connections to get it?"
Gu Guanhai nodded. "Yes."
This was not difficult for him.
Upon receiving his confirmation, Yu Mingxiang smiled.
"If you can really get your hands on a stainless steel pot, I'll build a stove right against the east wall!"
Although her plaster workshop is just starting out, but...
Who can say for sure what the future holds?
Building multiple cooking stoves at once and sharing a single flue and chimney might actually save you a lot of trouble later on.
Yu Mingxiang accepted Gu Guanhai's suggestion and continued to write and draw on the paper.
The town government ordered 20,000 plasters, and because the raw materials were all provided by the town hospital, she offered the maximum discount to show her sincerity in cooperating with the government, charging only five cents for processing each plaster.
Don't underestimate this five-cent processing fee.
If you calculate 20,000 posts, that's 1,000 yuan.
The average monthly wage for urban workers is around twenty yuan.
The wages for hiring ten people would only be around two hundred yuan a month. Add to that the initial investment in tools, building a stove and buying pots, and consumables such as firewood...
She took on this order from the town's magistrate, and this time it can be said that she made virtually no profit.
However, the lack of profit this time does not mean there will be no profit in the future.
The initial investment is all one-time. If she can get orders from the government or the town hospital, even if she reduces the processing fee to five cents, her net profit can still be more than 50%.
Thinking of this, Yu Mingxiang's eyes brightened slightly.
Gu Guanhai: ...
Seeing her radiant appearance, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He had misunderstood her before.
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