Luo Yang finished all three leek dumplings in one breath, and still felt a little unsatisfied.
"Yun Zhiqing, can you tell me how to make these chive dumplings? I can sell them in the lobby. Just based on the taste, they're sure to be a big hit."
Yun Yan smiled and said, "Manager Luo, that won't do. I've already taught the breakfast shop owner how to make chive dumplings. If you like them, just go buy them from him in half a month."
After taking the six yuan from selling sweet potato vermicelli, Yun Yan left the state-owned restaurant and rode her bicycle back to the Red Flag Brigade.
The team leader reported the plan to open a sweet potato vermicelli workshop in the name of the team to the commune leaders. Not only did he get support from the leaders, but he was also approved 300 yuan in funding.
After Liu Defu returned to the brigade, he immediately asked someone to find Yun Yan and asked her to discuss building a sweet potato vermicelli workshop.
"The commune has agreed to let us open a sweet potato vermicelli workshop in the name of the brigade, and has also approved 300 yuan of funding for us." The brigade leader said with a smile on his face.
"Really? They even approved 300 yuan as funding." The deputy captain couldn't believe it.
"Deputy Captain, don't think these three hundred yuan are a lot of money. To open a workshop, you first need to find a vacant lot to build a house. Then you need the raw materials for making sweet potato vermicelli, two large pots, a water tank, and firewood. These all cost money."
Yun Yan didn't want to pour cold water on them, she just wanted them to regain their sanity.
After hearing Yun Yan's words, the deputy captains, who had been quite happy, instantly shrank. The accountant had already calculated the accounts, so he didn't join in the fun from the beginning.
He had already calculated that if he wanted to actually open a sweet potato vermicelli workshop, he would need at least 800 yuan. Even if the commune gave him 300 yuan, he would still be short of 500 yuan.
"Yun Zhiqing is right. I roughly calculated that, apart from the 300 yuan approved by the commune, we still need to prepare at least 500 yuan."
Upon hearing this, the captain and the others fell silent and looked at each other.
"Captain, don't be discouraged. The villagers in the brigade can raise these 500 yuan."
"Fundraising? What does that mean?" asked the deputy captain in confusion.
"Raising funds means getting villagers to contribute money to open a sweet potato vermicelli workshop."
"According to the calculation just now, the cost of this workshop is 800 yuan. If I am willing to contribute 80 yuan, I can get 10% of the profits from this workshop later."
"This is a good idea. It can help the entire Red Flag Brigade get rich together." The brigade leader said happily.
Yun Yan made up her mind and decided to ask the team leader to raise funds from the villagers so that everyone in the Red Flag Brigade could be tied together.
The team leader immediately picked up the gong and started beating it throughout the Red Flag Brigade, asking one person from each family to gather in the threshing ground.
"It's so cold, what's the matter, Captain?"
"I don't know. Maybe there's something urgent going on. Let's go quickly. The sooner we go, the sooner we can finish it."
Seeing that most people had arrived, the team leader immediately started talking about today's topic.
"I called everyone here today because I have something good to tell you."
"Captain, what's the good news?"
"Quietly, listen to me. The village has decided to open a workshop, and the commune has agreed to it, but we're still short of money."
"So I discussed it with several other cadres and asked every household to raise funds, but we didn't force them; it was all voluntary."
"Fundraising? Are you asking us to contribute money?"
"I have no money. I'm so poor that I can barely make ends meet. How can I get the money to raise funds?"
"That's right, there's no peace and quiet every day, just doing all this useless stuff."
Seeing that the villagers were very resistant to fundraising, Yun Yan had no choice but to stand up and explain to them the benefits of fundraising.
"Fellow villagers, I know you must have some concerns about suddenly asking you to pay money, but I want to tell you that this will only bring benefits, not harm."
"The workshop makes sweet potato vermicelli. The team leader and I have already found a buyer. As soon as the sweet potato vermicelli is made, we can sell it immediately."
"Yun Zhiqing, how is the fundraising calculated?" a villager asked.
"For example, we can calculate that the cost of making sweet potato vermicelli is 800 yuan. If we divide this 800 yuan into 100 parts, each part will be 8 yuan."
"If you contribute 16 cents to the fundraiser, you'll own 2 percent of the company. After the sweet potato vermicelli is sold, the remaining profit will be the cost and labor cost."
"Suppose the profit from our first batch of sweet potato vermicelli is 50 yuan, then your 2% stake will earn you 1 yuan in profit."
"Don't think this one dollar is too little. This is just the first batch of profits. As long as the sweet potato workshop is still there, there will be a steady stream of profits."
After hearing Yun Yan's words, the villagers were whispering to each other and no one expressed their opinion.
"Yun Zhiqing, how much profit can you make from one pound of your sweet potato vermicelli?" asked Aunt Zhang.
"I've calculated that after deducting costs, labor, and firewood, I can make a profit of 0.3 yuan per kilogram of sweet potato vermicelli."
Some villagers were already tempted by the thought of making a profit of 30 cents per pound, so the accountant took advantage of the situation.
"The commune has already approved 300 yuan of funds for us. The team leader, the deputy team leader, and the three team leaders each hold five shares, so now there are only 32 shares left."
The team leader also said at this time: "As long as the villagers have raised funds, after the workshop is built, each family can recommend one person to work in the workshop."
The quick-witted villagers immediately went to the accountant to register. After the accountant recorded the names and the amount of funds raised, he asked them to sign and seal the contract one by one according to the contract template written by Yunyan.
Those who were slightly wealthier took out 40 yuan to buy five shares, while those who didn't have much money bought two shares or even one share. Of course, there were still many people waiting and watching.
In less than an hour and a half, all the remaining thirty-two shares were sold.
When the team leader saw that all the money had been collected, he let those who had not raised any funds go back first.
"The rest of you have participated in the fundraising. The piece of paper I just gave you is called a contract. It's proof of your participation. Be sure to keep it safe."
"If you ever want to withdraw your shares, just bring your contract to the brigade office."
When the villagers who participated in the fundraising heard that the paper in their hands was so important, they immediately folded it and put it in their pockets.
After all the villagers left, Yunyan went to the office to find the team leader and others.
"Captain, I plan to arrange for a few reliable people to come to my place tomorrow to learn how to make sweet potato vermicelli."
When the captain heard that this was serious business, he immediately said, "Yes, the person learning the technology must be reliable, otherwise if this gets out, all our efforts will be in vain."
"Captain, I'm responsible for providing the technology, so I'll get 10% of the shares of the sweet potato vermicelli workshop as a technology investment."
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